My wife got raped by a mountain man, I'm so ripped off.

September 2006 marked our 10th wedding anniversary. To celebrate this important day, my wife had been planning

for a long time and finally decided to take a self-guided trip during our annual leave. Our destination was the beautiful Fenghuang in western Hunan,

where we would celebrate our perfect marriage amidst stunning scenery. So we departed from Shanghai, flew to Zhangjiajie, and after a bumpy four-

hour bus ride, finally arrived in beautiful Fenghuang in the afternoon. First, we checked into

the hotel , and my wife, unable to contain her excitement, dragged me to explore the beautiful scenery and delicious food of Fenghuang town. We also

found a local travel agency and booked a trip for the next few days, including a day trip to Wulong Mountain outside the town to "

suppress bandits ." The owner strongly recommended it, saying it was a newly developed scenic spot with beautiful scenery and few tourists,

which suited us perfectly, as we had traveled to many places across the country and were tired of crowded tourist attractions

.

On the morning of the third day, at 8 a.m. sharp, we set off from a place called Hongqiao in Fenghuang. After more than an hour

of bumpy mountain roads, we reached a point where the car could go no further. Our group of seven or eight tourists, led by our guide,

began our "Wulong Mountain Bandit Suppression," which was basically just winding through the mountains. Fortunately, the scenery was quite nice, but

the road was extremely difficult to traverse; in some places, there was no road at all, and the edges were sheer cliffs, making it quite dangerous. Along the

way , we didn't encounter a single ghost besides ourselves; it was indeed very remote. Since my wife and I

don't usually exercise, our physical fitness was only average, and we couldn't keep up with the other university student tourists. We gradually

fell behind them. The guide reassured us, "It's okay, I'll take them ahead. There's only one path;

we'll reach the place where we'll have lunch at the farmhouse at the end. You don't need to rush." We agreed, relaxing.

The farmhouse food wasn't much anyway; it didn't matter if we ate early or late. So we stopped rushing and slowed down,

enjoying the scenery along the way and taking photos from time to time. In a short while, they had all disappeared.

After walking for about half an hour, my wife suddenly blushed and said shyly, "Honey, I...

I need to pee... what should I do?" I couldn't help but chuckle, "What should you do? Just do it here." I looked up and

surveyed the terrain. We were halfway up the mountain, and there was no one behind us. There was a

sharp bend , so relieving ourselves there shouldn't be a problem. My wife hesitated, looking at me. I reassured her, "No one's around. I

'll watch ahead for you. Hold on tight." I quickened my pace, reached the bend ahead, and

took . Just then, I saw my wife bite her lip helplessly, look around, find

a tree near the foot of the hill, pull down her jeans, squat down, and start urinating. Her white buttocks were exposed, creating a picturesque scene against

the backdrop mountains and water. As we were admiring this, suddenly two people jumped down from the tree where my wife was urinating,

shouting at her, "How can you urinate anywhere! You're ruining the feng shui!!" I had a bad feeling. It turned out that the tree was right next to

the hillside , and I had only been paying attention to the path ahead and behind me, not expecting anyone to fall from the sky in this remote place.

The two men were dressed in very shabby clothes. One had a full beard and looked to be in his forties, while the other was in his early thirties,

tall and thin, and they were lecherously staring at my wife's exposed buttocks. Looking at my wife, she was almost fainting from the shock of this unexpected event. She

was still urinating, probably because she had been holding it in for too long, and urine had spilled all over the ground. It wasn't until Hu Zi

squatted down in front of her, staring maliciously at her crotch, that she remembered her situation. She quickly stood up,

pulled up her underwear, and was about to pull up her jeans when Hu Zi ripped off her belt, saying menacingly, "Why aren't

you talking? Trying to finish and leave?" Seeing she couldn't escape, the wife, her face flushed,

pitifully answered, "B-Brother, I'm sorry... there's no restroom, I... I really... I really

can't hold it in." Her voice was barely audible by the end. Hu Zi asked again, "What are you doing here? Why are you alone?" The wife replied

tearfully , "I'm here to fight bandits... no... I'm here for tourism." She paused briefly, then raised her voice, "

And my husband!" She looked ahead, searching for me, calling my name.

Meanwhile, I was engaged in a fierce internal struggle. Wasn't this exactly what my heart had been longing for? Besides, even if I went out now, I

couldn't beat these two mountain folk. Just as I was thinking it over, Beard stepped forward and slapped her. "Still lying! Where's your

husband ?" My wife was so frightened that she covered her face with one hand and pulled up her pants with the other, tears streaming down her face. I was furious and

was wondering whether to show myself when Beard said again, "Come on, let's go down there!" I looked and saw

a wooden hut about ten meters down the hillside. It was very simple, probably an abandoned hut used for watching over the mountain or crops. They wanted to take my wife

inside, wouldn't that be...? I suddenly decided not to show myself for the time being and to observe what would happen. At this moment, the two men dragged my wife away.

My wife was about to resist when the tall man waved his hand as if to hit her. My wife quickly gave up and was obediently pulled into the wooden hut.

After waiting for a while, I also tiptoed over and peeked through a crack. There was a

wooden bed inside. Beard was sitting on the edge of the bed, my wife was standing in front of him with her head down, and the tall man was guarding the door. The man with the beard said, "

You've ruined our feng shui, what are you going to do about it?" My wife murmured, "I...I'll pay...pay you back." "

Where's the money?" My wife quickly rummaged in her pockets and only pulled out a few dozen yuan. All the money was in my pocket. Although my

wife is thirty, she still acts like a child and relies on me for everything.

So whenever we go out together, she basically doesn't carry any money with her. The bearded man slapped the money out of my wife's hand and

said viciously, "Do you think I'm a beggar? No way, if you don't have money, let us do it a couple of times, to bring good luck." He

then grabbed my wife and pulled her into his arms, his left hand already inside her underwear, groping her. My wife was terrified and about to scream

when the tall man rushed over, waving his hand and threateningly shouting, "Scream and I'll kill you!" My wife was clearly frightened and dared not

scream again, only silently weeping and offering token resistance. The bearded man and the tall man attacked her from

both sides, kissing and groping her indiscriminately. In a short while, my wife was stripped naked, unsure whether to cover her upper or

lower body with her hands. At this moment, the bearded man stopped, quickly pulled down his pants, and leaned against the bed. "You bitch,

come here!" My wife sobbed and obediently walked to the bedside. The bearded man suddenly grabbed her hair, forced her head towards

his penis, and said, "Eat!"My wife struggled, but Hu Zi raised his hand and slapped her again. She dared not resist anymore,

crying and resignedly bringing Hu Zi's penis close to her mouth. (Here I should introduce my wife; she's a recognized beauty in

her workplace, 1.68 meters tall, weighing around 100 pounds, and has very smooth skin. I have to...)

He stripped her naked and held her in his arms to sleep. (His penis was obviously incredibly smelly; even before touching it, his wife showed

disgust . After a slight hesitation, he grunted, and she quickly put it in her mouth. Then, she

opened her mouth as wide as possible, swallowing the glans, holding the penis with her hand, and sucking on the glans continuously. I heard him

moan softly. His penis was so big; his wife's small mouth could only swallow less than half of it.

The contrast between his dark penis and her fair, beautiful face was striking. I saw his wife kneeling on the ground serving him like a dog;

the scene was so lewd that I couldn't help but take out my rock-hard penis and gently stroke it.

His wife made sucking sounds, her small mouth forming an "O" shape, trying her best to take his penis in, but she didn't

know much about technique. Combined with his unusually large penis, the corners of his wife's mouth were almost split open.) After a while,

Bearded Man rolled off the bed, threw his wife onto it, face up, and held her head off the edge. He then

thrust forward, plunging his penis a third of the way in, all the way to the back of her throat. He continued to thrust in and

out, his wife's lips stretched to their limit, her nose turned up, and she almost stopped breathing.

She wanted to vomit but couldn't, like a blown-up doll being played with. At this point, the tall man couldn't hold back any longer. He

quickly took off his clothes, rushed onto the bed, grabbed his wife's buttocks, and buried his head between her legs, busying himself. I think

he thrust for about ten minutes. His wife's face was flushed, and I saw Bearded Man's penis vibrate violently inside her mouth.

I knew he had ejaculated in her mouth. He pulled his penis out and yelled at his wife to swallow the semen and

not spit it out. Because she was face up and couldn't struggle, she could only swallow it with tears in her eyes. But there was so much semen

that a lot still dripped from the corners of her mouth. Then, the tall man gradually moved upwards, frantically sucking on her

firm breasts, his hands caressing her up and down, two dark fingers slowly moving in and out of her vagina. His wife

's struggles grew weaker and weaker, her will beginning to crumble, and she began to moan softly.

Seeing his opportunity, the tall man pulled his wife's buttocks inwards, lifted her legs, looked at her vulva,

and laughed: "You're all wet, still pretending to be innocent." With a "plop," his penis slid in.

"Ah..." his wife screamed, realizing she had been truly raped. The tall man panted heavily; after

all, where else could he taste the beauty of such a city woman, especially since his wife was so alluring?

He thrust in and out forcefully, his large penis repeatedly entering and exiting my wife's vagina with great force each time, the shaft

plunging deep into her clitoris with a "thump-thump" sound. "Oh..." The intense pleasure overwhelmed my wife, making her forget her current

predicament. She only felt waves of heat continuously flowing from inside her vagina. Perhaps unable to withstand the

waves , she struggled to escape the tall man's final thrusts. But the tall man wouldn't let her go, grabbing her thighs and

thrusting for at least ten minutes before a surge of heat shot into my wife's uterus. I saw her spasm, her entire uterus

and vagina seeming to contract, her body going limp as she lay on the wooden bed.

By this time, Beard had rested enough and moved to my wife's side, ordering, "Get up and lie down."

My wife knew that struggling would be pointless, so she had no choice but to roll over and obediently lie face down on the bed. "Let's try something different, do it from behind

?" Bearded man chuckled mockingly. "I saw you moaning quite enthusiastically just now." His wife, ashamed and speechless, knew

she couldn't escape being raped again, and tears streamed down her face. Bearded man said, "Don't cry! Otherwise, we

'll lock you up forever and fuck you every day, since no one will know." His wife trembled; this was the most terrifying thing. Bearded man groped

her full buttocks. His wife trembled all over, turned around timidly, and said, "Brother, please let me go! I...

I've already been... taken by you once..." "That doesn't count!" Bearded man said. "If you keep babbling, I'll fuck you to death!"

He then commanded, "Lift your ass up!" His wife reluctantly raised her round buttocks slightly. "Lift it higher!"

Bearded man said again. His wife had no choice but to comply. Bearded man knelt behind her, his hands caressing her buttocks, tracing the cleft

to her vulva, gently flicking her clitoris. My wife is usually afraid of me touching her there; she gets wet as soon as I touch her. Especially

since we just had sex, after being touched by Beard for a short while, she let out a low moan, her vulva immediately

becoming wet, **illegal content** mixed with the tall man's semen flowing down her thighs. "Good cunt!" Beard exclaimed,

thrusting his penis in. My wife couldn't help but scream "Ah!" again, screaming at the humiliation she felt,

and screaming at the pleasure emanating from her vulva. Since Beard had already ejaculated once, he thrust slowly, his penis

so deep that my wife even stood on tiptoe, and he kept slapping her snow-white buttocks,

leaving . My wife was clearly gradually feeling pleasure. Although she knew it wasn't her husband behind her, the intense pleasure in her lower body still made

her moan loudly, "Ah...ah...oh...uh..." Her cries encouraged Beard,

who thrust even harder, wanting to conquer this city woman. "Ah...ah..." my wife cried out, "Gently

...ah...I...I can't take it anymore...you're too rough..." Beard chuckled and said, "You're

much better than my wife, I've never felt such a comfortable vagina before!"

My wife cried out even louder, and her voice only increased Beard's excitement. He quickly

reached his climax, letting out an "Ah..." and ejaculated deep inside my wife's vagina once more. My poor

wife sprayed with Beard's semen, felt a tingling numbness in her clitoris and also reached another climax. The two of them collapsed onto

the bed, Beard's penis still soaking inside my wife's vagina. He didn't want to pull it out. I knew that feeling;

it was so comfortable soaking inside. I often did it too. At this moment, the tall man, who had been unable to restrain himself any longer,

shoved his slightly erect penis into my wife's mouth. My wife, still weak from her orgasm, had no strength to resist and

could only let his penis swell in her mouth. A moment later, the tall man pressed her back onto the bed and calmly raped her,

and she no longer had the strength to even moan. All I could hear were the "thump" sounds of two bodies colliding and the

"sizzle" sounds of his penis entering and leaving her vagina. Watching from outside, I saw my wife being

repeatedly , and I couldn't hold back any longer; I ejaculated and felt an unprecedented pleasure…i=59> After another round of ravaging, the two mountain men finally abandoned my wife and left, satisfied. My wife quickly tidied herself up, while I pretended not to know where she was. I walked a distance from the cabin and started shouting her name at the top of my lungs until I "successfully" found her. I then pretended to be very angry: "Why are you wandering around?"

"Where did you go?" My wife explained that after she finished peeing, she realized I was gone, and since

there was no , she went back to look for me...

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