[My Path of Lust - Passionate Pleasure with My Wife in the Basement Parking Lot]

My wife is a carefree, somewhat naive woman, but she's also very proud and stubborn.

Because of this, she often becomes unforgiving, thinking she's gained an advantage, only to suffer in

silence later.

She rarely drinks, but once she has a few drinks, she becomes a

completely .

Once, I accompanied her to the wedding

banquet . At the banquet, she met some friends she hadn't seen in years and, on a whim, drank

a few extra glasses. Despite her clearly low alcohol tolerance, she insisted on putting on a good show in front of her friends. By the

end of , she was completely drunk, her face flushed, and she was practically disoriented, almost throwing up…

I had to help her into the car on the way home.

That's just my wife's personality; she's not capable of it, but she insists on being the best.

At the wedding banquet, I had already helped my wife fend off a few drinks, but I couldn't keep going because I had to drive back to

Taipei . She insisted on challenging someone to a drinking contest.

Now look what happened, she's drunk like this. I'm exhausted. I need to think of a way to get back at her.

By the time the banquet ended, it was almost 10 PM. My wife finally passed out under the combined attack of her friends

.

But if I hadn't dragged her to the front seat and buckled her in, she probably would have continued

drinking with her classmates.

Initially, I didn't think too much about it. Just to make her more comfortable, I

unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse and pulled down the right zipper of her skirt a little,

revealing her underwear and stockings…

This sudden act of mine, ironically, triggered a long-held desire—to expose

my wife's lewdness, haha.

That day, my wife wore a yellow and white suit to the wedding banquet. Seeing her reclining like that

was quite alluring.

So I simply unhooked her bra...

Fortunately, my wife seemed completely numb from the alcohol, lying on the front seat, fast asleep.

She didn't react much to me unhooking her bra and continued sleeping. Normally

, doing this to her would have earned me a couple of slaps.

Once we were on the highway, on the way home north, I kept looking at my wife's thin

chiffon ; the buttons on the neckline were coming undone. Through the open seams,

I could clearly see her nipples peeking out from under the loosened bra...

Seeing this, I felt inexplicably aroused...

I even wanted to deliberately let my wife display her nakedness for others to see. Ah...ah...

that ugly, sinful pleasure surged through me,

even more inexplicably exciting than the climax I usually feel when I ejaculate with my wife...ah...ah...

after the car passed Hukou, I deliberately rolled down the window next to her. The wind blew in, making her

top seem about to flutter away, her loose bra threatening to fall off like fallen leaves...

my wife's fair skin, rosy cheeks, thin top, and slightly exposed breasts...

this scene reminded me of scenes in porn where the husband ties up his wife naked,

parades her through the streets like a dog on a leash. This sadistic fantasy actually gave me a similar thrill. Ha...

hehe...if a man drove by now and saw this, he'd be completely aroused, definitely ready to stand at attention. Ha...

on the way home, I thought, why not have some fun with my wife in the underground parking lot?! It was bound to be

incredibly exciting…

So I started planning how to rape my wife in the basement parking lot… Hehe…

The car returned to Taipei. My wife is really something; even though the car was already in the third basement parking space, she

was still fast asleep. But that's fine, it won't be a fuss when I'm doing it to her later…

I helped my wife to the corridor next to the elevator. There are no cameras there, so it should be

safe . If someone does come in or out, I can quickly escape without being discovered… Hehe…

After waking my wife up, she still looked tired and sleepy, her eyelids still reluctant to open. My wife

let me help her out of the car.

I deliberately didn't zip up my wife's skirt, letting her tight skirt hang loosely to one side, so that

her white underwear was clearly visible to everyone.

If any other men saw this, they would surely drool and get erections, their mouths watering and

their bodies gushing…hehe…

I had unhooked her bra when we got into the car after the wedding banquet, so now that she'd woken up

, she was practically exposed.

Although her nipples weren't clearly visible, her bra was just hanging loosely on her chest. Plus, her top was made of

thin chiffon, a material that's soft, breathable, and comfortable—

a .

However, because of its fine fibers and loose weave, it's quite transparent. So, when I helped my wife

out of the car, her bra was off, and as she walked, the cups swayed back and forth

. With larger steps, her nipples and areolas would easily spill out.

Her upper body was practically bare-chested, and I'd unzipped her skirt halfway down, her top peeking

out, and the skirt itself was hanging at a 45-degree angle.

If anyone had passed by at that moment, they would have thought I was a rapist, having just

raped her, disheveled, away...

Heh... Only by personally experiencing that kind of exposure pleasure and enjoyment can one understand why

so many people on this forum are obsessed with exposing married women.

It was this lewd thought that made me, as I helped her out of the car, start taking

advantage . While I was holding her waist, I deliberately touched her breasts.

Only at times like this could I ravage her like this; normally, she would never do this.

Wife, I'm going to fuck you to pieces today... Ha...

When I helped her to the stairwell, I closed the sliding door, leaned her slightly against the wall, and then hugged her

face to face. I started kissing her lips and cheeks...

As my tongue swirled inside her mouth, my wife reflexively curled her tongue up, licking it against my

lips …

Her tongue, thin and delicate, was instantly captured, with no way to retreat. The more she tried to pull back,

the harder I sucked.

Taking advantage of this, my tongue darted to the back of her tongue, wantonly scraping her entire tongue, causing her

saliva to flow freely.

The saliva in my wife's mouth, mixed with the whiskey from the wedding banquet and food residue, created a pungent,

unfermented smell. At first, it was a little nauseating, but after a few sucks, it actually stimulated my sexual

desire .

Mmm, I deeply sucked on my wife's lips. Having not kissed her for a long time, feeling her

soft was so delicious. It was like sucking on a large piece of gummy candy, but it didn't stick to my teeth. Mixed with lots

of saliva, it was also as smooth and slippery as a glutinous rice ball…

"Mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm…" My wife was enjoying my sucking and licking at this moment.

My wife's face was filled with enjoyment. I was sucking on her, and she was sucking on me.

There's a saying that a man's kiss is the best aphrodisiac...

Leaving her lips and tongue, I licked down her cheeks. The faint scent of toner wafted over, invigorating me once again

. Compared to the stench of my wife's breath, this fragrance was like a magical antidote.

I kissed my way down her right shoulder blade to her armpit, licking it a few times. Gently lifting her right

arm , I noticed a few sparse hairs under her armpit. I greedily licked her armpit with my tongue, and she

reflexively flinched.

"Hmm...it's a little itchy...mmm..." she said coquettishly, "So itchy...mmm...so itchy...mmm...it's

itchy...mmm...mmm..."

Of course, I knew it would itch; the armpit is an erogenous zone for most women.

My wife is ticklish, so kissing here will definitely drive her to ecstasy...hehe...

"It tickles...mmm...it tickles...mmm...mmm...I...I..."

The more my wife moaned, the more enthusiastically I licked, casually sucking and licking her armpits, my saliva covering them

, along with a few armpit hairs, mixed with the sweat under her arms. The unique smell was truly...

exciting ...ha...

After licking her right armpit, I moved on to the left.

I lifted my wife's left hand; there was less hair there, but the sweat under her armpit had accumulated quite a bit. As soon as

my mouth close, I could smell a slight body odor mixed with the alkaline dampness. Wow...that's a really strong aphrodisiac.

Just now, I used my tongue to rub across the right side, which was rather crude, although my wife was still moaning and groaning

from the licking. Now that we've switched sides, using the same old tricks would be too lame, so the technique has to change accordingly.

Actually, when I usually make love with my wife, it's become so routine that I completely neglect

the many parts of her body that I haven't explored carefully. It's thanks to this sudden, brilliant idea—

doing it in the stairwell of the basement parking lot in our community—that I had the chance to carefully observe the subtle details of her body

…

Ha… I'm really damn clever to come up with this crazy idea.

I started by lightly touching the skin under my wife's armpit with the tip of my tongue, then carefully probing it. This probably created

a strong sensation, causing my wife's upper body to tremble.

"Ah…it's so itchy…mmm…" My wife became aroused again; I love her current lewd

state. Ha…

a little probing and she trembles, my wife's body is so sensitive… But I still dutifully explored her entire

armpit with the tip of my tongue several times…

Perhaps it was because my kissing style was different from usual, giving her an incredibly intense and pleasurable sensation. She gently patted my shoulder with

her left hand and said coquettishly, "I can't handle this!!!…"

"How can you not handle it?…" I said to my wife with a sly smile.

"Hmm..." My wife's shy tone made it almost inaudible to me. "Where would I want that

..."

"Where?... You need to be clear..." I asked her deliberately. Heh...

"Hey, you're doing this on purpose... You're deliberately saying that to me..." My wife protested, pouting.

"Really? I didn't..." I deliberately lowered my head and kissed her face, down her neck.

Normally, even if my wife stood naked in front of me, it would be difficult for me to be aroused. But at this moment,

perhaps due to the alcohol, my wife standing in front of me evoked completely different feelings.

My wife's thin top was unbuttoned at the top, revealing her cleavage, exuding endless charm. The transparent

gauze top clearly showed her breasts were half-naked.

The bra, which should have been tightly covering her breasts, had been pulled open and hung loosely at the bottom

edge of her breasts. Her two small breasts, like half-cut cantaloupes, playfully dangled on her chest. Small and beautiful,

each firm breast was adorned with a tiny raisin, utterly alluring. It would be a waste not to lick them a few times

… Hehe…

I naturally licked both nipples. Perhaps due to the poor air circulation in the stairwell, my

wife and I gradually broke out in a sweat. As I suckled on her nipples, I would occasionally lick

beads of sweat that had seeped onto her breasts. My taste buds detected a faint alkaline taste; although not exactly palatable, it

had its own unique flavor.

Sucking on my wife's soft breast tissue, mixed with the alkaline-damp sweat and her distinctive body odor,

it was quite a chewy experience.

My wife was probably addicted to my sucking too, not only moaning "Mmm...ah...mmm...mmm..."

but also her body was constantly writhing gently.

Seeing her swaying body, it was time to unleash my ultimate sucking technique...

While she was still enjoying the pleasure of sucking, I unexpectedly sucked half of her breast into my mouth,

then bit down on the nipple. My wife probably felt the pain too, her panicked eyes pleading softly, "No

...it hurts..."

Heh...I want you to feel pain, you little idiot...

I ignored her pleas and continued biting the nipple in my mouth. The force gradually increased, from light to

heavy, from shallow to deep...

My teeth were like an automatic food processor, indiscriminately cutting down everything that was fed in.

Slice...slice...slice... The raisins my wife was sucking on were being sliced repeatedly by me; the stinging pain

was bound to pierce her brain.

"No...no...it hurts...my nipples are going to break..." my wife

pleaded .

The more she pleaded, the more it fueled my deep-seated sadistic desires.

Of course, I wouldn't bite off her nipples; that would be terrible.

But just as the pain reached its limit, I let go...and bit again...and bit again...and let go...and

bit again...and so on, leaving my wife's upper body almost paralyzed...

After sucking the right nipple, I started sucking the left. The steel-toothed vegetable-slicing machine restarted, and my wife, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain, knew that the

next moment would be filled with torture.

She knew that no matter how much she begged me, I wouldn't listen, and she could only hope that this moment would

pass ...

The left breast had a stronger alkaline taste than the right, and my wife's body odor was almost completely masked.

It seems that my wife's fried egg dish was a bit too salty; the lewd and sadistic taste just didn't suit

her palate.

Although I suckled less hard on her left breast than her right, it still drove my wife wild, leaving her completely dazed . She

lay sprawled in front of me like a dead dog, letting me shake her.

"Ah...you're so naughty...my nipples are almost ruined..." she protested, managing only a weak

protest .

Heh...heh...I brought you here today to be naughty to the end. You little idiot...

it seems I've exhausted most of my wife's energy. It's a bit like in a battle, I use surprise tactics, setting fires

everywhere , not only defeating the enemy's vanguard but also scattering their main force

. Before they can regroup, they're surrounded by my main force. Ha...

wife, you're doomed! I'm going to fuck you to pieces!

Haha...the glorious moment of preparing for battle has arrived!

"I'm going to fuck you now," I whispered in my wife's ear.

I don't know if she heard me clearly, but I heard her give a perfunctory "Hmm..." and then,

miraculously, she didn't even open her eyes, continuing her daydreaming.

Sigh, seeing her lewd appearance only fueled my lust; my penis had been hard

for a while, ready to teach that ill-mannered, drooling sister a lesson...

I used my right hand to pull down her panties, quickly sliding it to her pubic hair. While her pubic hair

wasn't particularly thick, it covered the area around her vulva, providing a good buffer. I used two fingers to pick at the pubic hair around her vulva, rubbing it back and forth, which aroused a slight burning sensation

in her lower body... 　　Stimulated by this, her buttocks twitched intermittently; the intense itching caused my wife to become confused again: "Hmm...hmm...ah...ah..." 　　Looking at my wife's lewd state, a strong feeling welled up deep within me; today I was determined to make my wife cry out in agony. Hehe... 　　the good food is about to be served... 　　Then I used my hand to probe into her vagina. The overflowing vaginal fluid had already soaked the two labia, making them warm and full . The moist vaginal flesh was coated with sticky vaginal fluid. 　　It felt so slippery. I parted the labia and first inserted my index finger. Perhaps because my wife were both standing, although the entrance to the vagina was soft and easy to penetrate, once inside, the walls on both sides pressed tightly. After a difficult time, my wife's pelvic muscles blocked it. 　　Perhaps this kind of probing was too stimulating, because my wife kept convulsing and moaning, "Mmm... Ahh... Oh..." 　　Of course, my wife knew to change positions to relieve the pain. She slightly lifted her left foot, shifting her weight onto her right. This finally loosened her opening, allowing my index finger to slide in smoothly. It acted like a pioneer, probing and probing inside. Hmm… my wife's vagina was tight and firm; it probably hadn't been used by any other man besides me… Hehe… 　　Then, the vibrating probe was activated. My index finger rotated left and right, until it encountered a clump of hard flesh— that must be the cervix… Hehe… 　　I pricked it with my fingernail, and my wife let out a soft "Hmm…" Ha, ha… This was really fun… 　　After a few pricks, it was time to get a little more intense… 　　I squeezed my middle finger in as well. "Ah…" At the moment of insertion, my wife tried to hold back, but still let out a low moan. 　　With my middle finger inside, the two fingers felt a little cramped; the vaginal muscles gripped them tightly. My wife's vagina was truly small and tight. 　　After a few random flips, perhaps due to the intensity, her vaginal fluids gushed out even more profusely. Two fingers, mixed with her fluids, made a squelching sound as they worked together, emanating She felt the stimulation, and moans of pleasure escaped her lips, "Ah...ee...oh..." forcing her already dazed eyes to roll upwards even further. 　　After a few minutes of this, the real show was about to begin. My little brother was already aroused, ready pounce... 　　Then, I unbuckled my belt, pulled down the zipper, and took out my hard little brother. I aimed it my wife's opening, rubbed it against the outside a few times until the glans was coated with her fluids, and then gently squeezed it in. Luckily, I had already flipped her vagina beforehand, so it went in smoothly. 　　My wife, after a brief "Ah..." gasp and a gasp when , moaned with pleasure. 　　Since I had specifically told her not to scream, she had to suppress it, moaning softly, "Squeak...squeak... woo ...mmm...mmm...ah...ah..." Heh... 　　doing this in a parking lot for the first time, the stimulation was indeed incredibly intense. 　　Because I was supporting my wife's buttocks with both hands, almost lifting her entirely, it made it easier penetrate deeper. However, because my wife's entire weight was sinking down, even though I had reached her cervix, I could feel her vaginal muscles tightly gripping my penis, the friction of my penis against her vaginal opening mixed with her juices making a squelching sound. 　　Then I used another dirty trick: I supported my wife's buttocks with both hands, spreading them open, and then used my right hand...

With my middle finger pressed against my wife's anus, I smoothly inserted it

into her anus as she descended.

My wife, double-penetrated from both ends, was

instantly up, staring at me dumbfounded, unable to scream, only letting out

low moans of "squeak...squeak...woo...woo..." I knew I'd really gotten myself into trouble with my wife, so I went all out and fucked her

even more recklessly . 　　Soon, my glans thrust repeatedly into her anus, making her incredibly itchy and breathless. Especially when I thrust hard to her cervix, her eyes widened, her face flushed, as if all the blood rushed to her head… 　　My wife probably couldn't withstand my brute force; she gripped my arms tightly, her nails almost digging into my forearms … 　　But strangely, although I felt excruciating pain, I felt an inexplicable surge of excitement. A desire for revenge welled up inside me , and I knew I had to take advantage of this moment to torment her. 　　I imagined myself as a ruthless thug, abducting an innocent woman at night, dragging her to a dark corner , and raping her. The pleasure was dozens of times greater than ordinary sex… 　　My hard penis was inside my wife's vagina, pressing against her cervix. Although the head of my penis was blocked, I still tried my best, straightening my back and thrusting forcefully. 　　Her uterine muscles were being relentlessly drilled and twisted by my screw-like penis, as if I were tearing them apart… 　　My wife clung to me tightly, her mouth frantically sucking on my cheek, screaming, "No… I… am… going to… die…" But her eyes seemed to be begging me to… go… again… The more she did this, the stronger my desire to rape her until she passed out grew. 　　Whenever her arms relaxed, her entire weight sank down. What greeted her beautiful orifice was my thick steel nail, waiting right below to pierce upwards. 　　Several times, after my penis plunged in with a burning sensation, the hard glans felt like it was entering an empty space, as if it were about to pierce through her buttocks. My wife was so stimulated that she couldn't bear it anymore, and tears welled up in her eyes, her mouth trembling as she murmured, "Mmm... ah... mmm... ah..." 　　Seeing her like this only made me want to thrust into her even harder. Whenever she lowered herself slightly, I would pierce her with the steel nail, and she would feel as if she had been electrocuted, clinging tightly to my head, then thrusting upwards again, then lowering herself, being pierced again, then thrusting upwards again... 　　Sometimes, when I had the strength to rise, as she sat down, I would take the opportunity to grab her buttocks tightly and pull her down hard, the steel nail driving into her orifice, feeling as if the glans was about to break through her cervix. For a moment my wife felt as if she were being crushed by a huge rock, in excruciating pain. But I became even more excited and triumphant, frantically sucking on my wife's nipples. 　　My wife felt my assault, and her expression became even more intense… 　　Her breasts, at this moment, were like a delicious dessert, ready for me to devour. Although she usually only has a 32B size, at this moment, they seemed to have swelled up from my excessive sucking, and her breasts became more pronounced and firm . Her nipples, after being sucked and bitten so fiercely, were bright red, as if I had drawn blood from them. 　　Several times, perhaps I bit too hard, causing her pain to the point that tears almost welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't cry out. She could only desperately cling to me, struggling to break free like a monkey that had been electrocuted. 　　The more she did this, the more I exerted all my strength, clamping her buttocks tightly with both hands. As a result , my hard penis penetrated her vagina even deeper, the walls of her cervix and the head of my penis colliding and pushing against each other in the narrow opening… 　　mixed with our vaginal fluids, which flowed continuously down my penis, along my foreskin, and down my thighs. That peculiar itching sensation was somewhat like a centipede crawling down my penis, the path of her vaginal fluids followed by the stinging pain of a centipede crawling across it… 　　But because of this, it only fueled my lust. For the sake of male pride, I couldn't lose! This spurred me to clench my buttocks tightly, pushing my penis in and out, thrusting… withdrawing… thrusting… withdrawing… thrusting… My hard penis felt like it was about to burst through her cervix, protruding so far that it almost … 　　My wife's sweat poured out, soaking her shirt, making her look like a slippery eel, as if she might slip through my fingers if I wasn't careful . 　　This went on for twenty or thirty times, and I don't know where I got the strength, but I managed to hold on . Perhaps because her back was against the wall, absorbing some of her weight, I was able to move her so easily . 　　Our vaginal fluids even dripped down her inner thighs. 　　My wife's eyes were already glazed over from my thrusting, and drool kept dripping from the corners of her mouth. 　　Although the standing position wasn't very comfortable, I still ended up sweating profusely. 　　We continued thrusting for about ten minutes. Because of the situation, my glans was more sensitive than usual, and the itching was unbearable, like hundreds of ants were crawling and biting my glans. Although I was excited, I held on until the very end, when I was about to ejaculate. With one last burst of energy, I finally ejaculated into my wife's lovely hole... 　　The tingling sensation immediately spread to the back of my head. At that moment, I felt as if I had been electrocuted by 120,000 volts of high voltage ... My burning body seemed to be rapidly frozen, suddenly stiffening from bottom to top. My heart, due to the intense shock of cold and heat, trembled uncontrollably, thumping and thumping faster and faster, as if it were about to leap out of my body. 　　That instant, maybe three to five seconds, was an immense shock I'd probably never experienced before in my life . Haha…it was really exhilarating. 　　When I finally came to my senses, I saw my wife with her eyes tightly shut, her body stiff, being held by me, almost breathless, her face contorted as if squeezed by some external force. 　　I knew that this ordeal had probably exhausted her, especially the last moment, with her hot semen…

The moment the liquid sprayed into her uterus, it probably scalded her entire vagina

. After dozens of thrusts and squeezes, her cervix was probably pulverized into a pulpy mess

.

When I pulled out my penis, my exhausted glans was still thickly coated with saliva, like a thickening agent clinging to my wife's

vagina …

After ejaculating, my wife and I were both more sober. We tidied ourselves up a bit and took

the elevator home. Luckily, it was around two or three in the morning, and there weren't many people in the parking lot. We didn't run into anyone from the community,

otherwise it would have been really awkward…

Two days later, when I went to the basement to drive, I saw several blobs of liquid left on the floor of the elevator lobby

. Thinking back to that chaotic day, it felt a bit unbelievable, but how could I have had the courage to have sex with my wife in

a public place and not be discovered? Thinking about it now, it's actually quite interesting… Ha…

[The End]

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