[The Pleasure of Humiliating One's Wife] (1-2)

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I have a habit of going to saunas, and I go almost every day unless I have something to do. Over time, I've made some

friends play chess, chat, tell jokes, and joke around. Once we get to know each other, we can talk about anything. I

got along particularly well with a Mr. Zhang. We talked about everything from romance to history. I gradually learned that he lived alone in Taiwan, while his whole family

had immigrated to Australia. His job was to play the stock market every day, and he had nothing to do after the market closed. He was doing quite well financially.

Perhaps because he frequented saunas, he looked like he was in his forties, even though he was in his early sixties. One day,

I asked him, "Aren't you lonely living alone in Taiwan?" And that's how my exciting and thrilling days began.

It turned out that he would pay for sex whenever he needed to, but it was just for relaxation.

The women he really wanted to have sex with were married.

Upon hearing this, I immediately had a plan in mind, because I enjoy watching my wife being sexually assaulted. So I

said to him, "Let's have dinner at your house sometime." He said, "We can just eat at a restaurant, why come to my house?" I said

, "Let my wife cook a few dishes, and we can relax at home with some drinks." He didn't suspect anything and readily

agreed .

On Saturday noon, I brought two bottles of wine and only told my wife that we were having dinner at a friend's house, without saying anything else. When we arrived

at Mr. Zhang's house in Neihu, he had already bought the groceries. I asked my wife to go to the kitchen to make some simple snacks to go with the drinks. Since it was my first time at

someone else's house, the kitchen utensils were unfamiliar, so Mr. Zhang led my wife into the kitchen while I watched TV in the living room and

prepared the wine glasses.

I noticed that Mr. Zhang's eyes had been secretly glancing at my wife ever since she entered the house, as if he was afraid I would see him

. Actually, he didn't know that this was something I had deliberately arranged. My wife was wearing a large, round skirt without stockings, and she swayed

gracefully . Since my wife probably knew what I wanted to do, she deliberately added a touch of provocation.

After they went into the kitchen, I secretly followed them in a short while later. I saw the two of them chatting and laughing

as they cooked. I glanced at Mr. Zhang; he seemed to want to eat but didn't dare to be too obvious. While washing vegetables and getting

bowls, he intentionally or unintentionally took advantage of his wife. His wife pretended not to notice and even deliberately leaned closer to him,

making Mr. Zhang flustered and unsure of what to do.

Seeing this, I deliberately spoke up, asking if the food was ready. Mr. Zhang, flustered, quickly jumped away

from his wife and replied that it would be ready soon.

On the sofa table in the living room, there were several snacks to go with the drinks. I had my wife sit opposite Mr. Zhang, with her legs slightly

spread. After a few drinks, my wife's face flushed, and she was filled with desire. She completely cooperated with my intentions,

slowly pulling her skirt higher and higher. Mr. Zhang, also under the influence of alcohol, was no longer so reserved.

Since it was the first time I had drunk with Mr. Zhang, he didn't know my alcohol tolerance, so I pretended to be drunk

and passed out on the sofa.

Actually, my wife knew exactly what I was thinking. And the more I watched, the

more ; she knew I liked it that way.

After I deliberately fell asleep, Mr. Zhang slowly moved closer to my wife, serving her food and occasionally touching her thigh. He

sat closer and closer, and seeing that she didn't seem to object, he became even more audacious, putting one arm around her waist

while glancing back at me. I pretended to snore, and Mr. Zhang, emboldened by the alcohol, started to become restless, while my wife

half-heartedly resisted. On the sofa, right next to me, my wife began to moan softly. I had never seen my wife being

fucked by such an old man before, and I really wanted to see how he would satisfy her.

I squinted, watching Mr. Zhang slowly remove my wife's clothes one by one, kissing her from her lips down

to her chest, then along her lower abdomen to her most sensitive spot, licking her vulva. My wife's legs spread wider and wider,

her hands holding Mr. Zhang's head, constantly twisting her hips, and her moans gradually grew louder.

Perhaps afraid I'd wake up, Mr. Zhang stopped and whispered in his wife's ear,

"My husband's drunk, he won't wake up for a long time." Hearing this, Mr. Zhang got up and took off all his clothes.

Hearing my wife's surprised voice, I opened my eyes and was startled. It turned out that although Mr. Zhang was

quite old, his penis was thick and long. Although I'd seen similar penises in saunas, they were limp then and

didn't seem that special.

He pulled his wife to his penis and brought it to her mouth. His wife seemed impatient, opening her mouth and

earnestly licking the glans. She had a deep throat and tried to take the whole penis in, but no matter how

hard she tried , her mouth was full and she only managed to take in about two-thirds.

Mr. Zhang, perhaps reluctant to let go, picked up his wife and laid her flat on the sofa. He told her, "Of all

the women I've met in my life, let alone using their mouths, there aren't many who can penetrate fully, even with their vaginas. If

it hurts if it goes too deep, you must tell me."

His wife felt touched and said, "It's okay, I'll try."

Mr. Zhang reached out and touched his wife's vagina; her juices had already soaked the sofa. I knew she

hadn't experienced such a large penis in a long time, so she was particularly horny. He rubbed his erect penis against her entrance a few times before slowly

inserting it. His wife seemed tense, yet she held on tightly, her

buttocks slightly raised.

Mr. Zhang slowly began thrusting, and his wife started to climax. I looked down and saw that only

three-quarters , with a portion still outside. Even so, his wife had an orgasm. With each

thrust , his wife's labia were turned inside out. My penis was rock hard, but I didn't want to wake up (I wanted

to see Mr. Zhang's reaction after this before making further plans for cuckolding), so I continued

sleeping and snoring. Meanwhile

, the battle on my wife's side intensified. She straddled him, experimenting with the depth, swallowing

his penis inch by inch…

Suddenly, they both cried out. Looking at my wife's face, it seemed like a mixture of pain and pleasure, while

Mr. Zhang looked surprised and pitying. It turned out my wife had swallowed his entire penis into her vagina.

After a short rest, Mr. Zhang rolled over and pinned my wife beneath him. The intense pleasure of full penetration made him lose all

restraint, and he began to slowly increase his speed, muttering, "I haven't felt this good in a long time, baby, you're making me

feel . Will you stay with me from now on?"

My wife hugged Mr. Zhang tightly and said, "I haven't felt this good in a long time either. Just fuck me, fuck me

to death!"

Encouraged by his wife, Zhang no longer hesitated and began to thrust violently. His wife started uttering incoherent, lewd moans

, which aroused Mr. Zhang to the point of animalistic rage. He treated his wife like a prostitute, changing positions and fucking her wildly. His wife

did her best to please him, letting him humiliate her at will, until they both reached orgasm simultaneously, and his wife

's vagina was filled with semen.

I, on the other hand, remained "conscious" throughout, allowing my wife to cuckold me once again. Mr. Zhang, thinking

I was truly drunk, confidently showered with my wife and then sat watching TV and chatting. When I felt it was about time,

I naturally "woke up," exchanged a few pleasantries, and said goodbye before going home.

On the way home, my wife told me that it had been fantastic, and that Mr. Zhang had invited her

to come , completely unaware that I was sober. Hearing my wife recount the experience, I couldn't take it anymore, so

I parked the car in a dark place and had my wife give me oral sex.

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I had dinner at a friend's house and let my wife have sex with him. My friend thought I didn't know, so the next day he

hurriedly called to invite me to a bath. I had a feeling he was up to something and wanted to know what he was thinking, so I directly asked him to meet me at the

sauna.

When I arrived at the sauna, Mr. Zhang was already waiting for me in the steam room. As soon as he saw me, he said, "Brother, we've

known each other for so long, just call me Brother from now on!" I thought to myself, we're cousins,

right? "Your wife has a great temperament!" This brother started praising his wife right off the bat.

"Really? You're joking!" I knew what he was thinking. "I'm sorry I got drunk yesterday and made you

laugh ."

"It's okay! Your wife is very talkative and can drink a lot. Let's get together again sometime!"

I said, "Okay, whatever your schedule is!"

When I got home, I told my wife I was going to Mr. Zhang's house, and she agreed without hesitation.

Just like last time, when we arrived at my friend's house, I told my wife, "From now on, just call me 'Brother

Zhang ,' it's more intimate." She gave me a noncommittal look and then headed to the kitchen with the groceries.

Today, she was wearing a short skirt, her buttocks sticking out, and I could vaguely see her small thong underneath.

"Brother Zhang, what do you think of my figure?" I asked mischievously, and before he could answer, I said, "Come

help in the kitchen!"

I followed him to the kitchen door and saw my husband with his arm around her shoulder, saying, "I really want to do you, what

should I do?" She glanced at him, didn't say anything, and continued cooking. Seeing that she ignored him, he

suddenly turned came out into the living room. I didn't even have time to react, and he froze. Then my wife

made a face at me from behind, and I almost burst out laughing.

Back in the living room, seeing I didn't say anything, my older brother blushed and said, "Little brother, I'm sorry." I didn't

answer him, and he sat there awkwardly.

I thought I shouldn't make things too difficult for him, so I got up and went to the kitchen to help my wife serve the dishes. "Honey! Today, the two of us

will serve you together. Be a little slutty for your husband to see!" My wife scolded me, "Pervert! What kind of husband likes to give his wife away to

other men to play with!"

We brought out the dishes together and pretended to be nonchalant, starting to urge each other to drink. After drinking almost two bottles of whiskey,

all three of us were a little drunk. I pulled my wife to sit between my older brother and me. My older brother looked at me with a puzzled expression. I

didn't explain anything, just hugged my wife and started kissing her. My wife also took my older brother's hand and started touching her breasts. Naturally, my older

brother, under the influence of alcohol, stopped thinking about it.

"Husband, brother's penis is so big and long. You have to be gentle!" Hearing my wife say this, my older brother

was encouraged and started groping her. In no time, he had taken off all his clothes.

My brother and wife were doing a 69 position, licking each other's penises and vaginas. I sat beside them watching. My beloved wife

, who usually seemed so aloof, was now so lewdly sucking an old man

's big penis in front of her husband. I was incredibly excited.

I moved closer to my wife's vagina, watching my brother lick and suck with relish. I couldn't resist and thrust my penis

directly into her vagina. "Ah! So good... Fuck me... Fuck me... I'm a slut,

a slut like a bitch..." my wife immediately moaned.

I loved hearing my wife's lewd moans, so I fucked her even harder, forgetting for a moment that my brother was still lying

below. It wasn't until I suddenly felt someone licking my testicles that I remembered there was someone else below.

As I thrust in and out, my brother kept sucking and licking the juncture of my wife and me. It was the first time I had ever experienced

such wonderful pleasure. My wife's juices kept flowing out. She turned around, positioned her vagina over my brother's penis

, and sat down on it. Although we had done it before, my brother's penis was really big, and my wife still frowned slightly before

swallowing it .

I was afraid the alcohol would wear off too quickly, so we each had another glass of straight whiskey. My wife and my brother had changed positions.

My wife was lying on top, and my brother had her legs on his shoulders, lifting his hips and thrusting in and out violently. My wife screamed

hysterically , "Brother... dear brother... I feel so good... faster... faster... fuck me... fuck

me... good daddy... fuck your slutty daughter to death..." She cried out incoherently, "Husband, do I look like someone who

enjoys being fucked? Do I look like a prostitute? Brother, fuck me, I want to cuckold my husband, my husband likes to see you fuck me

..."

The more my wife screamed, the more excited I became: "Next time, how about we get a few more people to fuck you? Gang rape you, stir-fry you in a big pot, okay?"

"Honey, I'd be willing to be a prostitute if it makes you happy and excited."

Hearing his wife's lewd voice, my brother thrust even harder, then turned to me and said, "Can I

share ? I'll treat her very well."

I said, "Ask her if she's willing! I have no objection."

My brother said, "Anyway, I'm all alone in Taiwan, I just need some company. I'll give you anything you want, but your

wife will have to be trained by me like a prostitute."

Of course, I said yes. Although my wife didn't say anything, I knew she wouldn't refuse, because she was used to

being played with by multiple people.

Seeing that it was still early, we chatted and did it, slowly getting my wife used to my brother's big penis.

Unexpectedly someone rang the doorbell. It turned out to be a few friends coming to see my brother. We quickly tidied up before opening the door.

As soon as they came in, they felt something was off and asked, "Why did it take you so long to open the door?" I could tell

from their tone that they were all older people, and they were my brother's very good friends.

Just then, his wife emerged from the bathroom, her face still flushed. Everyone stared, completely mesmerized. The older brother immediately

introduced her as his girlfriend, the future wife. Wow, what have I become?

Everyone jumped up to celebrate, and this was the beginning of another story…

(To be continued)

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