Wife's happiness

My wife is a very traditional northern girl with a pretty good figure. She's 1.65 meters tall, and
although she has a little baby fat on her arms and legs, it makes her look fuller. Her breasts are especially
impressive; I still don't understand how she has a 38D bust. Among all our
friends, I've never seen a fuller bust than hers. Aside from a little baby fat, she's practically flawless.

After two years of intense pursuit during college, we finally got married in 2006. When we first graduated, we didn't have money to buy
a house , so we shared a small two-bedroom apartment with one of her colleagues. It was after we got married that we had our
first time. Back then, whenever I touched my wife's smooth, alabaster skin, my little brother would miraculously get erect. My wife was
very compliant; with just a little foreplay, her vagina would become very wet and slippery. But as soon as I entered,
I couldn't help but increase the frequency, so every time my wife was still yelling "Harder!", I had already ejaculated.
But my wife never said anything.

The girl next door was named Lingling. Although she wasn't very pretty, she had a really great figure, which probably had something to do with her
liking to practice yoga. Her boyfriend was a taxi driver; I called him Brother Feng. Although he wasn't
tall, he had a very strong presence. He usually came two or three times a week.

One time, by chance, my wife and I had just finished and were about to go to the bathroom to clean up when we heard
Lingling's . Unable to contain our curiosity, we pressed our ear to the door to eavesdrop. Besides the sounds of flesh slamming together, all we heard
was Lingling's frantic screams: "Ah...no...I'm going to die...waaaah..."

"I'll fuck you to death! XX, fucking your cunt feels so good..." Feng was also groaning.

Had I misheard? Why was he calling my wife's name? I whispered to my wife, "Feng seems to be calling
your name!" My wife must have heard me too, because she said "Disgusting" and went back to her room.

Back in bed, remembering what had just happened, my penis became erect again. I stroked my wife's lower abdomen, and
when I inserted my fingers into her vagina, I found it was even wetter than before we cleaned! I asked, "Why are you wet again?
Do you want more?"

"Mmm."

"How about letting Brother Feng come and satisfy you?" I said, gently stroking my wife's thigh,
her most sensitive spot. My wife squeezed her legs together, and I could clearly feel the heat emanating from them.

"Honey, will you fuck me?" my wife whispered breathlessly in my ear, her legs
parting to allow my fingers to tease her soft labia.

"My dear wife, I won't be angry. I just want you to be truly happy. As long as you love me in your heart, that's enough
."

My wife's eyes were already a little hazy. "Hmm, as long as you're not angry, I'll let anyone have sex with me." My wife
's voice trembled slightly, but looking at my limp little penis, I still gave up. However, I
had .

The northern city already felt like summer during the May Day holiday. Since there were too many people during the long holidays in China,
it was better to stay at home. My wife and I had nothing to do these past few days. Feng Ge happened to come over in the evening, so I
suggested we go out for barbecue. Since Feng Ge had a day off tomorrow, we went to a food stall near the square.

The four of us ordered draft beer and chatted while drinking. My wife doesn't usually drink, but there wasn't anything else to drink,
so she had a glass too. The two women were discussing clothes and cosmetics, while the two men talked about everything
from the South China Sea to Libya, from Sanlu milk powder to Dongguan, and finally, like all conversations, it all came back to women.

I said, "Brother Feng, you're lucky, Sister Lingling is so sexy."

Brother Feng was a bit tipsy and said, "She can't compare to your XX, I'd
be content if Sister Lingling had half of XX's figure."

"No way, Sister Lingling has a truly devilish figure!"

I had just finished speaking when Lingling said from the side, "You two grown men are so boring. If that's the case,
why ?"

I saw that her face was flushed, and she was also a bit drunk, "Okay! Then let's switch, haha!" I
said jokingly.

"I'm just afraid your XX won't agree," Lingling said teasingly.

"Fine, let's switch! Who's afraid of who?" my wife finally said softly. I know my wife's alcohol tolerance; she
would never normally say something like that.

Feng and I wanted to have a couple more drinks, but the two women disagreed. Seeing that it was only 9 o'clock, Lingling suggested going to
a karaoke bar since we had nothing else to do. When we got there, we got a private room. We weren't planning on drinking, but they were
having a promotion—a package deal that included a dozen beers. Why not take advantage of it?

Under the dim lighting and with the influence of alcohol, my wife and Feng started dancing. Since she was on holiday at home, my wife
was wearing a very loose t-shirt and athletic shorts. I saw Feng's hand tentatively move to
my wife's waist. Seeing that she didn't object, he started moving his hand over her hips and occasionally stroking her thigh. By this time, Lingling
and I were pressed together, our thighs rubbing against each other, and I could tell that Lingling's skin was no less beautiful than my wife's.

Perhaps seeing the intimacy between Lingling and me, coupled with Feng's constant teasing, my wife's reserve gradually
crumbled , and the two of us were now engaged in a close dance. Feng's erection rubbed against my wife's lower abdomen, and his
hands were hidden inside his t-shirt. I guessed he had already broken through my wife's defenses, and I could hear her moans.

At this moment, Lingling, not to be outdone, said, "Let them play! Consider it a wife swap tonight." I
grabbed Lingling's breasts without hesitation and started kneading them. Although they weren't as big as my wife's, they were much firmer.

At this moment, Feng placed his wife on the sofa, pulled down her shorts, revealing a thin, flesh-colored
cotton panty underneath. There were already wet stains around her vulva. Feng gently pulled the panty aside with his index finger, revealing
his wife's tender vulva—a sight that would make any man's heart flutter—her snow-white skin, her dark, slightly curly pubic hair, and
her already aroused state, her juices almost flowing down to her anus. Without hesitation, Feng licked it with his tongue, occasionally brushing against her
clitoris. His wife held Feng's head, her eyes closed, moaning incessantly.

When my hand slipped inside Lingling's skirt, I was surprised to find she wasn't wearing any underwear, which excited me even more. When my
palm touched her genitals, I could feel Lingling's restless heart from the fiery heat. At the same time, my
tongue was being sucked into Lingling's mouth, and I could only enjoy this rare opportunity.

Then I saw Feng Ge fiddling with my wife's vulva with one hand, grabbing her breast with the other, and roughly
sucking on her mouth. My wife was completely overwhelmed, moaning, "I want..." I saw her hand...
He also reached inside Feng's crotch.

Feng couldn't hold back any longer, pulled his penis out from the side of his shorts, and thrust it into my wife's vagina. "Ah...
it's too big, be gentle...harder...I can't take it..." I reckon if there wasn't deafening music, the whole building
could hear my wife's screams.

Lingling wasn't going to be outdone, she had already put my penis in her mouth, sucking and licking it with all her might, making me
feel even better than when I was fucking my wife's vagina. Before long, I felt like I was going to ejaculate, and the speed of my penis thrusting in and out of Lingling's mouth
suddenly increased. I felt that my penis had never been so thick and hard as it was today, almost filling
her throat.

Finally, my semen spurted out of Lingling's mouth, filling her small mouth with a continuous stream of semen. To
my surprise, Lingling swallowed it all. This was the first time I felt
the sense of conquest as a man.

Although I finished too early, the battle raged on the other side. Feng Ge lifted his wife's legs onto
his shoulders and thrust into her vagina like a pile driver. His wife didn't even have the strength to scream anymore; she just
seemed to be convulsing. I don't remember how long it lasted, but it must have been almost ten songs before Feng Ge held my wife tightly and
poured all his semen into her vagina.

It was past 2 a.m. when we got back to our place. We were much more sober now, and for some reason,
while Lingling was washing her face, I saw her round buttocks and suddenly felt a surge of desire.

I asked, "Feng, are we going to have to take turns sleeping tonight?"

Feng said, "Yeah, tonight's not over yet!"

Without asking our two wives' permission, we each went into the other's room. To be honest, this was
the first time I'd carefully observed Lingling's room. The room was quite tidy. There was a clothes rack near the window with two pairs of black stockings and a small thong hanging
on it .

I walked over curiously. The stockings were the kind that went all the way up to her thighs, and they
seemed to be a set with the black thong. They both felt smooth and had a faint soapy scent. My penis started to get aroused
. I wondered what Lingling would look like in them.

Just then, Lingling finished showering and came back into the room. Seeing me examining her underwear, she said a little shyly,
"Feng always likes me wearing stockings. They got dirty yesterday, so I just washed them. Don't you men all like these things
? Well, I'll wear them again!" She was so considerate.

After Lingling put them on, I was amazed at why men like stockings. Lingling looked very alluring and sexy in the black stockings
, a striking contrast to her fair skin. I knelt before her
, gently stroking her legs. Her feet lightly rubbed against my already throbbing, erect penis. I was losing control. I turned
Lingling over so she was lying face down on the bed, my penis between her thighs—it felt amazing!

Through her thong, I could sense that Lingling was getting aroused too. So I slowly thrust in and out, savoring
this unprecedented sensation, occasionally nudging her opening with the head of my penis. Lingling's moans
grew louder, and finally, she couldn't hold back any longer, saying, "Husband, come in, I can't take it anymore..." I pulled her thong
aside and thrust my penis into her already overflowing wetness.

"Ah...husband, it feels so good! Harder..." Lingling began to moan lasciviously. I felt
more comfortable with my wife than ever before. I thrust hundreds of times before ejaculating, and it landed
on Lingling's stockings. Lingling was already convulsing on the bed, her eyes rolled back. It looks like she'll have to wash those stockings
again .

My wife told me that Feng was amazing. That night, she didn't know how many orgasms she had, it
felt was constantly flying on a mountaintop.

From then on, I began my journey to make my wife happy, including her colleagues, online friends, and even
strangers I met at bars. This continued until our baby was born, when it gradually decreased.

Because her underwear got dirty at the karaoke bar, and Feng had filled her vagina with his semen, my wife took a shower
as soon as . I don't know if it was the alcohol or if my wife's libido had been aroused, but after
her shower , she actually put on the underwear I bought for her online (it's more like a few strips of cloth, a bit like
what sumo wrestlers wear, but much cuter. I always wanted her to wear them, but she
absolutely refused, saying they weren't underwear at all), without a bra, just a very thin nightgown
.

When my wife returned to our room, she found Feng admiring her boots; it's warmer now, but
she hadn't had time to put them away. My wife was a little surprised, not expecting Feng to be there, because she
went straight to shower as soon as she got back, completely unaware that I had slipped into Lingling's room, and just stood there dumbfounded.

When Feng saw his wife wearing a thin purple nightgown, which accentuated her fair skin, her long black hair still glistening with
water droplets , and her breasts barely concealed beneath the nightgown, which barely covered her cute sumo pants,
he almost drooled. He stood up and said, "Your husband went to Lingling's. I'll keep you company tonight!"

The two, who had already shared a passionate encounter in the dimly lit karaoke room,
still "Mmm," his wife said, too embarrassed to say anything more.

Although Feng was already burning with desire, he still wanted to slowly savor this natural beauty. He took my
wife 's hand and placed it on his slowly rising penis; sometimes, the touch of a hand can be more
intoxicating than any other place. Feng gently pulled his wife into his arms and placed her on the edge of the bed. Her captivating eyes were now
hazy with intoxication.

Slowly, Feng moved his lips closer. My wife's long eyelashes trembled, and her chest heaved violently.
Clearly, this was the first time she had ever been intimate with another man in her own bed. Finally, Feng kissed his wife's
delicate lips, a faint fragrance emanating from them. Taking advantage of her momentary gasp for breath, Feng's tongue pried open her
teeth, finally tasting the soft, warm lips, and then brazenly exploring
every corner of her mouth.

Feng's hands didn't rush to attack his wife's breasts, but instead gently caressed her back and buttocks
. His penis, held tightly by his wife, was ready to plunge into any possible opening, but Feng only
rubbed its glistening head against his wife's smooth thighs.

His wife's breathing became rapid, but Feng had no intention of immediately engaging, continuing to caress her...
Touching his wife's back, his other hand grasped her alluring buttocks. Slowly, his fingers
touched her anus, a sensitive spot for most, and his wife was no exception, contracting slightly
.

Her purple nightgown became an obstacle; Feng removed it, revealing
the breasts , round and firm. His hands, roughened from driving, gently squeezed and caressed her breasts,
then began to knead them vigorously, his tongue teasing her pink nipples. Waves of

pleasure surged from her breasts. Like a lamb that had given up resisting, or perhaps no longer wanted to resist, his hands
limply rested on Feng's strong back, feeling waves of heat pounding in her lower abdomen, yearning for an
outlet.

When Feng saw his wife's few pieces of cloth-like panties, he was no longer satisfied with just playing with her breasts. He
turned around, pointing his ugly penis at his wife's face, while his hands pulled the narrow pieces of cloth to one side,
which were already covered with overflowing sticky fluid. He pried open his wife's vulva, revealing a gush of honey-like fluid with a slightly musky
smell. Feng began to use his superb oral skills to attack his wife's most private parts, while his already erect
penis swayed incessantly near his wife's mouth.

Perhaps out of gratitude for Feng's service, or perhaps because she wanted something in her mouth, the wife actually took it
into her mouth and sucked hard, her mouth full of saliva, making Feng's penis wet, and she kept
making "mmm...mmm...mmm..." sounds.

Feng was using his tongue to explore the wife's most private parts, from her anus to her clitoris, which was already showing its
tip, while two fingers were constantly stirring inside her vagina, the love juice flowing down her fair
thighs onto the sheets.

Suddenly, the wife seemed to suffocate, and Feng suddenly increased the speed of his fingers' thrusting. "Ah..." With
the wife 's scream, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted out. "Damn! I didn't know you were so lewd, you're almost as lewd as my
Lingling ." Before his wife could stop trembling, Feng Ge
thrust his glistening penis, still wet from her sucking, into her vagina with her love juices. "Oh... ah..." His wife's already weak hands clung tightly to Feng Ge,
one wave of pleasure followed another.

His wife's vagina was already very tight, and with my lack of development, Feng Ge's large penis
felt as soon as it entered, enveloped by a soft and elastic wall of flesh. The inside of
her vagina pulsated like sucking, gripping his penis tightly. The vaginal fluids gushing from her uterus repeatedly splashed onto his glans, making
Feng Ge feel incredibly good.

"Ah... harder... I'm going to die... husband..." The wife couldn't tell if the person fucking her was
her husband anymore; she only felt waves of pleasure throwing her to the clouds. "Fuck you to death... you little bitch... fuck
you to death..." Feng Ge also thrust wildly, never having exerted himself so much before.

The two fucked for a full half hour. The wife didn't know how many times she came. Finally, Feng Ge suddenly pulled out his penis,
grabbed the glans, and "whoosh..." Feng Ge knelt in front of his wife, his semen spraying out like from a large water gun, from his wife
's pubic bone all the way to her chin; and the wife, except for her labia and lower abdomen still trembling, was already like a dead person
.

That night I slept in Lingling's room, and Feng Ge, of course, didn't come back. Because of two consecutive battles, Feng
didn't wake up until almost 11 a.m., while his wife, who loved to sleep, was still having
erotic dreams. Feng sat up gently and carefully observed this extremely lewd battlefield: his wife
was lying on the bed in a starfish shape, the semen on her body had turned into patches of white residue, the sparse
pubic hair on her pubic bone had become a clump stuck together, and her labia, which had been turned purple from being fucked yesterday, had returned to their former pink appearance,
with only a small slit visible.

Feng's ugly, oversized, caterpillar-like penis twitched slightly.
While stroked his own penis, the large glans, clearly a size larger than his actual penis, emerging completely from the foreskin
and rubbing back and forth against my wife's fair, slender legs. To use an idiom to describe it, it would be "sharpening
his spear before the sheep."

My wife, also aroused by Feng, slowly woke up. When she saw a strong, muscular man with a huge penis
facing her naked body, she shyly closed her eyes again. At this moment, Feng noticed the black
boots placed in the corner, and a new desire arose within him.
He wanted to see what it would look like to see his wife's beautiful white legs wearing black boots. However, seeing that his wife still seemed a little shy, he was afraid she wouldn't agree, so he continued to tease
her .

This time, he went straight for his wife's most sensitive spot, first wetting the area around her clitoris with his saliva, and then
licking the surrounding pink flesh with his nimble tongue. With his wife's moans, a warm stream
slowly , which Feng didn't hesitate to suck into his mouth.

His wife actively grabbed Feng's penis and began to stroke it, looking at this ugly
thing , but she was still too embarrassed to speak up. Seeing his wife was aroused, Feng asked, "Is it good?"

"Mmm!"

"Do you want my cock to fuck you?" Feng asked directly.

"Mmm, I want..." His wife found it hard to say, because even in front of him, she had almost never said anything
so blunt.

"What do you want? Do you want my cock?" Feng persisted, wanting his wife to say
it herself.

"I want you to fuck me, I want..." His wife really wanted it.

Feng got out of bed and took his wife's sexy black boots, making her put them on. His wife didn't refuse.

"Damn! So fucking sexy!" Feng cursed.

Indeed, his wife's long legs were clad in black boots, her full, slightly upturned buttocks revealing a few
black pubic hairs, and the honey-like fluid inside made the originally dark area glow. Feng made his wife kneel on the edge of the bed,
enjoying the view from behind. He then positioned his erect penis at her entrance, swirling it
around , occasionally inserting the head slightly.

His wife felt a burning emptiness inside, but what she wanted refused to enter. Even a nun would probably go crazy in this
situation . His wife reached behind her, grabbed Feng's penis,
and thrust it forward, her buttocks slamming back. The entire penis plunged into her already frenzied vagina, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye
. Both she and Feng cried out simultaneously.

Feng, having lost his patience, pressed his wife's slender waist down and began to thrust violently. This kind of man…
The feeling of conquest is wonderful. A beautiful woman with long legs, wearing boots, lies on the bed, watching his huge
penis roughly thrust in and out of her vagina, the glans occasionally hitting a hidden clitoris.

My wife involuntarily moaned and gasped, her soft mouth breathing rapidly: "Ah...ah...
ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...uh...ah...ah...ah...ah..."
Accompanied by the sound of Feng's lower abdomen slamming against my wife's plump buttocks: "Slap! Slap! Slap..." I think any man
who saw this, or even just thought about it, would be aroused, wanting to have sex with her if he had one, or even if he didn't, he would want to ravage his hands.

I didn't expect Feng to go crazy, quickly and forcefully fucking my wife's tender hole from behind, and in less than five
minutes my wife actually orgasmed, even squirting out a stream of vaginal fluid. Feng wanted to persist one more time, but he couldn't hold back any longer
. He yelled, grabbed my wife's hips tightly, and ejaculated deep into her vagina.

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