My wife's promiscuity arouses my sexual desire.

Zhao lifted his wife's waist, and Hua Zi withdrew his fingers. In the throes of passion, his wife didn't even want a moment's respite. She hooked her legs around Zhao's waist and hips, pulling him towards her. Zhao held his wife's waist and lifted her into his arms. His wife's body leaned limply against him. Zhao stood up in front of the sofa, turned his wife over, and pulled her back with his arms supporting her waist. His wife's front leaned against the back of the sofa, her head against the wall, her arms also on the back of the sofa. Her full buttocks were sticking up high and protruding in front of the three of us. Zhao used his hands to spread his wife's legs apart. Her slightly turned labia could be clearly seen from the wide-open slit behind her buttocks. Honey-like fluid flowed between her thighs, some even dripping around her anus. From the occasional contractions of her anus, we could tell that the vaginal muscles were also contracting. Her breasts, hanging down in front of her chest, were like two jade balls, half squeezed on the sofa and the other half swollen under her body.

Zhao pressed his palms against his wife's buttocks, using his thumbs to grip the delicate skin at the base of her thighs, where her labia were connected. With a slight exertion of his thumbs, the two swollen labia covering her vaginal opening were pulled apart, revealing the purple walls of her vagina, exposed by the changing blue light of the television screen. The walls, glistening with fluid, showed the muscular lines of her vaginal contractions. His wife's soft moans escaped from beneath her head, undoubtedly a testament to her desire. Zhao, with one leg slightly bent on the sofa and the other on the ground, lifted his wife's buttocks to his waist, continuing to pull on her labia with his thumbs. He moved his hips, aiming his penis at his wife's parted vulva. Between her lips, the wife felt the tip of Zhao's hot penis pressed against the cleft of her labia, and her buttocks began to sway. This time, Zhao did not gently probe; in just a moment, his hips thrust forward forcefully, pressing tightly against the back of his wife's high-raised buttocks. His testicles, hanging between her legs, swayed with the force of the violent thrust, pressing against the opening of her vagina. Under this violent thrust, even her moans changed; she just kept whimpering and covered her mouth with the back of the sofa. I placed Zhao's sweater between her head and the wall, and with Zhao's powerful thrusts, her head would occasionally bump against the sweater.

Zhao held his wife's hips to meet his thrusts. Sometimes he remained still, letting his wife's waist move back and forth; other times he pressed her down, letting her feel the impact from behind and the force of his penis penetrating her vagina. I knew Zhao's time was usually short, but today he had lasted five or six minutes in this position. Hua, standing to the side, had his round, erect penis tightly pressed against his lower abdomen by the fabric of his shorts. The movement, pauses, and swaying of Zhao's strong gluteal muscles showed that he had gained a lot of experience from his previous two encounters with his wife and his countless times with his girlfriend. The childish actions and almost premature ejaculation of his intercourse over a year ago were shattered by these intense and forceful thrusting movements. Zhao's intense actions in front of me and his classmate Hua seemed more like a display of his masculinity, while Hua behind him must have been wondering if his penetration had been more masculine than Zhao's. I, on the other hand, was more like an observer comparing which man could make my wife feel more pleasure and comfort—or, of course, I hoped, only physically.

The wife's incoherent moans and disheveled hair were proof enough of the immense pleasure Zhao was bringing her. Her hands gripped the back of the sofa tightly, her round buttocks enduring wave after wave of Zhao's thrusts. The "splattering" sounds of their fluids mingled with the thud of Zhao's abdomen against her skin, making me, standing beside them, unable to resist any longer. I reached into my pants and stroked my already erect penis. Zhao stubbornly and forcefully lifted his wife's plump buttocks again, bringing them closer to his crotch. His thrusting movements became increasingly vigorous, and several times, due to the excessive force, his penis slipped out of her vagina. With a slight lift of his hips, Zhao skillfully pushed his penis back into her vagina. His penis, which had previously delivered excellent sperm to his wife, moved even faster in her wet vagina. Then, he released his hands from her waist and lowered himself onto her... On his back, Zhao searched for his wife's lips with his own, the two kissing passionately. Zhao wrapped his arms tightly around his wife's breasts, his hands kneading her full breasts. Under the weight of his body, his wife could not bear it, and their upper bodies gradually slid down the back of the sofa onto the sofa. His wife's head was pressed against Zhao's head, her small mouth intoxicated by Zhao's lips. His wife's position changed to a pure doggy style with her head down and buttocks up, her raised buttocks making her vaginal opening more upward to welcome Zhao's entry. In this position, Hua and I could clearly see the point of their union and Zhao's wet and slippery organ rapidly entering and exiting his wife's body. Zhao used one knee to forcefully spread one of his wife's legs to the side, his taut and prominent leg muscles pressed tightly against the outside of his wife's smooth and delicate thigh. The harmonious beauty of the man and woman could even be seen from the strength and grace of these two legs. His wife's legs were spread wide, and his penis could now penetrate without any obstruction from her buttocks. Her vaginal opening was almost directly facing Zhao's rapid and forceful insertion. The skin around her vaginal opening, taut with a slightly bluish transparency, was translucent. Zhao's penis could now penetrate to its deepest point with each thrust, but after withdrawing halfway, he would forcefully thrust it back in to the very bottom of the vaginal canal. After the most intense thrusting, Zhao held his penis tightly inside his wife's vagina, with only a portion of the base protruding outside. The pulsation in the protruding urethra was even faintly visible. Zhao's anus, exposed in front of the screen, was contracting rhythmically and rapidly. His lower abdomen and his wife's buttocks were pressed tightly together. Hua naturally did not pay attention to the movement of Zhao's anus, but only stared at the point where the two were joined. He should have understood from Zhao's final violent and deep penetration that Zhao had stopped ejaculating. Hua pulled his penis out from one side of his briefs, then squatted on the ground, looking at the two bodies that had just finished their fierce battle, while masturbating by stroking the foreskin on his glans.

After releasing his penis, Zhao slowly withdrew it. His wife swayed slightly, letting out a reluctant groan, and hugged him tighter. Zhao only left his penis inside for a short while before lifting the other leg off his wife, his buttocks following suit as he sat back on the sofa. He pulled his now-soft penis out and lay on his back beside his wife. He grabbed my arm with one hand and pulled me towards him. I knew what he meant, but I simply stood up, stood next to Hua Zi, and nudged him, gesturing for him to come over. Zhao's face remained pressed against his wife's, continuing the kiss. His wife's long, disheveled hair... A large amount of semen covered Zhao's face. His wife tried to kneel down several times, but Zhao used one arm to support her body and made her kneel down again. I walked to my wife's right side and used my hands to separate her swollen and thick labia. Some of Zhao's semen that remained in the vaginal cavity dripped down the edge of her labia, and two drops landed on the sofa. More than a year ago, it was this milky white fluid that made me taste a little bit of the joy of becoming a father, although God was not on my side and made me fall back into the pain of childlessness. But today's game made me recall the scene on the sixteenth floor more than a year ago. The difference is that the theme has changed and there are two male protagonists.

Hua Zi seemed somewhat resistant to the Zhao semen flowing from his wife's vagina. It was as if a senior college student had thoughts beyond his psychological tolerance about touching another man's genital excrement. I noticed Hua's hesitation, so I pulled over a wad of cloth from the sofa and wiped away the Zhao semen that was flowing outside her labia and down her inner thighs. Then I pressed down slightly on the opening of her vagina and wiped it again. Some of the cloth may have scraped against the tender flesh inside her vagina between her swollen labia, causing her to tremble slightly. I nodded to Hua, who took off his briefs. His penis, which had been restrained for a long time, practically bounced out. Like Zhao before, Hua slightly bent his legs and used his hand to pull back the foreskin of his penis, revealing the thick, round glans. Then, he pressed the glans against the outside of my wife's vagina, pushing it in along with her labia. I had cleaned the outside of my wife's vagina very thoroughly, even wiping away her vaginal fluid. Hua's penetration was a bit dry, so like Zhao, he placed one hand on my wife's buttocks, using his thumb to grasp the connecting skin outside her labia. With a quick pull of his thumb, one side of her labia was pulled open. He then pushed his penis along one side of her vagina into her body. When it was halfway in, perhaps feeling much better, he released his hand and grasped my wife's... With his waist against his wife's buttocks, Hua Zi inserted the remaining part of his penis into her vagina. Hua Zi's penis was much thicker and rounder than Zhao's. As soon as it entered his wife's body, she sensitively felt the difference. His penetration might not have been as deep as Zhao's, but Hua's thick and solid organ could probably arouse the woman's primal desires more. Hua only pulled in and out a few times before the vagina regained its lubrication. The semen that Zhao had shot deep into his wife's vagina was gradually spread and flowed back to the front of the vagina after being sucked out a few times by the flat and large glans of Hua's penis in the tight vagina. Some of the semen that had been drawn out flowed down his wife's thighs, while others stuck to Hua's penis and flowed down to his scrotum with his thrusts, mixing with the pubic hair under his scrotum.

Without the barrier of a condom, the sensation of his penis inside her vagina was truly wonderful for Hua. The feeling of being enveloped by tender, moist, and warm flesh was probably indescribable for someone like him who had never actually penetrated a woman's body before. He frantically and haphazardly thrust and pumped inside his wife. After a series of thrusts, he hurriedly pulled out his penis, quickly pinching his urethra. He took several deep breaths, paused for a dozen seconds, and then released his fingers. A few spurts of semen, which he hadn't been able to hold back, slowly escaped from the urethral opening above the glans. He squatted down, pressed his head against his wife's buttocks, and sniffed at the entrance of her vagina. Perhaps he wanted to give his wife's opening another good licking, but... He couldn't stand the fishy smell of Zhao's semen that had been there before. After hesitating for a moment, he stood up, rubbed the head of his penis against her vulva, and then, with the help of the fluid, easily slid his entire penis inside. At this moment, his wife's kneeling legs suddenly went weak, and she slumped heavily onto the sofa, holding Zhao's head with both hands and pressing her chest against his body. Her breathing was rapid, interspersed with muffled "Mmm...Mmm...Mmm..." sounds, while her lips remained tightly kissing Zhao. Her smooth legs trembled uncontrollably, and she would occasionally squeeze her legs together, her lower abdomen rising and falling rapidly. Hua Zi was at a loss in the face of his wife's orgasm, standing there with his penis, which had slipped out of her vagina, unsure of what to do next.

I forcefully moved my wife's body over and laid her on the sofa. It was the first time she and Hua had been in this position. After her orgasm, my wife was completely limp and no longer showed any initiative. I gently and slowly parted her legs, and Hua then skillfully placed her legs on the back of the sofa. At this moment, my wife was motionless and oblivious, completely lacking the passion from before. Looking at the narrow sofa, I said to Hua and Zhao, "Move your sister-in-law to the bed." Without me lifting a finger, the two young men from the physical education department carried my wife to the bedroom. I placed my wife on the edge of the bed, and with their help, I placed a pillow under her buttocks. Zhao said he went to the bathroom to urinate, probably holding it in for a long time. Hua's penis was still erect, not softening at all. I guessed he wouldn't go limp until he ejaculated. I got on the bed and squatted to my wife's left, gently moving her left leg... We held her legs firmly apart, and Hua Zi grabbed his wife's right ankle with one hand. Her legs were spread wide, and much of Zhao's semen that had flowed from her vagina while she was lying on the sofa was now clinging to the pubic hair in front of her vulva. The semen on her legs had evaporated, leaving only a few slightly glistening streaks. Hua Zi tentatively pressed his penis against his wife's labia, and her completely relaxed vagina easily enveloped his seemingly thick penis, all the way to the base. The exceptionally smooth vagina allowed Hua Zi to immediately begin thrusting. I told him to be as gentle as possible, but Hua Zi preferred to watch as his smooth, swollen glans scraped against the edges of her labia majora, parting them as he withdrew from her vagina. He repeated this motion, the glans squeezing against his wife's clitoris as it returned. The movement caused his wife to tremble slightly again. Her soft moans encouraged Hua Zi, and he tried to perfect the movement, constantly adjusting the angle of penetration to check her reaction. He noticed that her moans were longest and most prolonged when he was inserted parallel to her vagina. So he gathered strength in his hips, his waist and the tip of his penis repeatedly thrusting inside her vagina.

His wife's renewed orgasm and trembling ignited Hua Zi's own orgasm. Uncontrollable spasms and powerful contractions appeared in his wife's wet, hot vagina, burning Hua Zi's taut penis. At the peak of pleasure, Hua Zi could no longer control the instinctive contractions from his vas deferens. Like Zhao before him, he rubbed his penis against the walls of her vagina with high speed for the last few strokes, savoring the last few seconds of the climax brought by the clenched muscles. The man felt this was the most glorious moment in his life. Then, a certain barrier deep within his abdomen, which he had deliberately and tightly confined, was finally breached by wave after wave of intense heat. His semen gushed out from his urethra and injected into the back of his wife's vagina, which had been mostly penetrated by his large organ. During the ejaculation, he also collapsed onto his wife's voluptuous body. His wife, in the midst of her second orgasm, opened her arms and embraced the man who was giving her this oppressive force. Different men ultimately brought the same impact and ejaculation to the vagina. In terms of the pleasure of orgasm alone, there is no essential difference in the pleasure that the organs of a handsome man and an ugly man bring to a woman. However, the second orgasm that Hua brought to his wife allowed her to continue to feel the process of Zhao and her first orgasm. The male body lying on top of her was even as muscular as Zhao's.

Hua's penis, throbbing weakly inside his wife's vagina, gradually shrunk as the exhaustion from emptying his seminal vesicles caused him to shrink further. The sounds of Zhao showering drifted into the now quiet bedroom. A moment later, Hua lifted his dark body from his wife's pale frame. His wife's legs, which had been wrapped around his waist, slid limply down onto the bed as he arched his back. As Hua withdrew his penis, the chapped foreskin on his now limp penis, like a leech sucking the juices from a woman's vagina, was pulled out of his wife's vagina. A thin, sticky strand was also pulled out as Hua stood up, separating his glans from his wife's vagina. Then, Hua quietly left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. His wife, like an exhausted... The woman lay on the bed, legs outstretched, still in the position Hua had just withdrawn. A large amount of milky white fluid had accumulated at the entrance of her vagina. Her slightly swollen lips were parted, and the semen Hua had previously expelled slowly trickled out from the lower part of her lips. After the semen on the outside flowed out, the semen inside continued to gush out, mixed with clusters of fine foam, like the egg white foam floating on top of a bottle of wine. My wife seemed to be asleep. I covered her with a blanket, and she made a soft snoring sound, the kind only heard in deep sleep. I tiptoed out of the bedroom. Zhao was already dressed and sitting in the living room, while Hua Zi continued showering in the bathroom. I asked Zhao how he felt tonight, and he said it was excellent. He then asked me how his classmate Hua Zi was doing, and I said he was doing well. I teased him, saying his wife seemed to like him quite a bit, to which he replied, "How could that be?" He then asked about the child after the previous sperm donation. I explained that his wife had caught a mild flu virus during her pregnancy, which was harmless to the mother but carried a 60/100 chance of birth defects in the fetus. She had to terminate the pregnancy, and it was a boy. Hearing this, he showed a very regretful expression. At that moment, Hua Zi came out after showering. After the initial excitement, everyone returned to their initial politeness. Zhao gestured to me that Hua Zi didn't know about his previous sperm donation, implying I shouldn't mention it in front of Hua. They then said goodbye and left. I saw them off and then went inside. While showering in the bathroom, as I reached for a towel, I saw the condom that Hua had thrown away, rolled up in the wastebasket. The originally milky white semen had turned into a pool of murky, thick liquid, squeezing pitifully into the crumpled rubber sleeve. I held the opening of the sleeve with my fingers and lifted it up. Under the 100-watt bathroom light, I could clearly see the murky fluid flowing from the gaps between the glued-together walls towards the small sac hanging below, finally swelling the sac full of semen. Looking at these discarded "things" of Hua's, I couldn't help but think of the mixture of Zhao and Hua's semen that had been expelled into my wife's vagina, filling it to overflowing the vaginal opening.

I took a shower and ran into the bedroom. My wife was still fast asleep. I pulled back the blanket under her and gently parted her legs. The milky white foam and thick fluid that had been there were gone. There was a wet patch under my wife's buttocks. The beautiful pubic hair that used to be in front of her vagina was now matted together, feeling hard like hair covered in No. 2 mousse. I parted her labia. There was still a fishy smell of semen in her vagina. The thick semen that remained on the vaginal walls flowed into the deep cavity of her vagina as soon as I parted the walls. I guessed that the large amount of semen that had accumulated here had liquefied into turbid water and mixed into a stream of semen that did not distinguish between its owners. Just like the excrement in the condom that Hua Zi had thrown away in the bathroom eventually flowed into the sac, this stream of semen slowly flowed through the cervix at the end of my sleeping wife's vagina and finally gathered in my wife's warm and soft uterus.

I leaned against my wife's face, watching her beautiful eyelashes flutter occasionally as she slept. I couldn't help but wonder, who could know that deep within my wife's peaceful body, immersed in dreams, there was a warm, soft place where billions upon billions of sperm filled the space, continuing their mission of invading this woman's body in place of the one who brought them in.

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