My wife's sexual openness—starting my nightmare

My Wife's Sexual Openness—Starting My Nightmare

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My wife and I were both born in 1974, and we got married in 2000 because it was the Year of the Millennium. The following year, our little

baby arrived, and our family life was filled with happiness. I was a deputy manager at a large company, and my wife resigned to stay home

and take care of the child . Life was peaceful and uneventful, with nothing to worry about. In our free time, we played mahjong, chatted online, and

went shopping and to the park with my wife.

In 2003, due to a work mistake, I caused a significant loss for the company. I was forced to take sick leave and stay home for an extended period.

I spent all day at home, doing nothing. I was in a bad mood and extremely irritable. So I frequently went to pornographic websites, watched BT movies,

and chatted naked with female QQ users until 3 or 4 in the morning before going to sleep. Because of the above reasons, my views on sex

changed . Especially after reading the article on the Sex Tiger website, which contained erotic novels. I was

deeply moved by the plot of the novel . It was so exciting! My penis was rock hard. I immediately grabbed my wife

and started fucking her wildly for over an hour. My wife was very surprised. Seeing my excited expression, she asked

if I had taken Viagra. I turned on the computer and let my wife read the novel naked. I saw her lustful eyes, as if she were right there in the story. My wife was completely absorbed and engrossed in the reading,

sweat dripping from her flushed face. Her nipples were erect, and her vaginal fluids flowed from her nipples onto the computer chair, forming a large puddle.

I was a little surprised; I had never seen my wife so eagerly enjoying erotic novels before. I picked up my digital camera and started

snapping my wife's lustful expression… After finishing the novel, my wife said to me: "I never thought the protagonist would let someone else sleep

with his wife, and he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he seemed to be on a stimulant. I don't understand!" "I joked, '

I also want someone else to mess with you, I'm really excited, you believe me?' My wife gave me a flirtatious wink and said

, 'You want your wife to cheat on you? Aren't you jealous? As long as you're happy and don't look so gloomy all the time, I'll

do whatever you ask.' I thought for a while and had nothing to say. Seeing that I hadn't reacted to her words, my wife went

after me, laughing and saying, 'What's wrong? You're scared now? I'm going to cheat on you, go out and have some fun.

' I blurted out, 'Oh! You've been wanting to cheat all this time! Then go seduce a few handsome guys and have

some fun outside.' " "...After a bit of playful flirting with my wife, she took the initiative and wanted to have sex with me. She was licking and sucking

me , and my penis got hard. I went all out and finally surrendered. My wife

, still wanting more, said, 'Honey! Do I want it again? I want it…!' I was panting heavily and

said impatiently, 'Are you trying to kill me?! You slut. We've done it twice already, and you're still not satisfied. I'll get some buddies

to fuck you to death. Do you want more?' My wife was stubborn and said, 'I'll wait here. Go find them. Hurry up!

' I was at a loss…

That night, I registered a new QQ account, uploaded my wife's photo, and chose a username

. Registration information: Username: Female. Age: 28. Height: 163cm. Measurements: 86-82-87.

Personality: Cheerful, generous. Very feminine. Looking for: Male. Age: 22-35. Photos and videos available.

Preferably someone from the same city to meet in person. " Height 175-190cm, preferably unmarried. Handsome guys given priority...

I posted a QQ dating ad. Within ten minutes, five or six people were chatting.

The conversation started purely professionally and gradually evolved into discussions about life, personal interests, hobbies, etc. Two of the local guys, who were quite handsome, wanted to see

my wife's video. I asked my wife to sit at the computer desk, adjusted the angle, and turned on the video. The other guys showered

her with compliments. My wife, bombarded with their sweet talk, was happy to be praised. When the guys wanted to see my wife's

figure , she stood up, displaying it from all angles. Seeing that she was quite accommodating, they went a step further and asked

her to take off her clothes so they could see her naked. My wife refused. I reassured her: "That's how video chats are now,

it's okay. Let them take their clothes off first, then you can. Let them see first. They might as well see, it's all the same." "

Under my misleading influence, my wife half-heartedly undressed and became completely naked. She and two online friends admired each other. One of them suggested

video sex, which my wife didn't understand. When the other person adjusted the video angle, two incredibly hard

penises masturbating and ejaculating in the video. My wife was aroused by them. One of the online friends suggested going to a hotel with my wife

and asked for her phone number. After his pleading, I gave her my phone number, and she called immediately.

At first, my wife didn't answer, so I said, 'Haven't you had enough? A good horse needs to eat night grass, and a good wife needs to be fucked. Going out

and trying it out isn't a bad idea.' My wife answered the phone, and we arranged to meet at a hotel. It was her first experience with an extramarital affair.

The next day, my wife came home exhausted. I couldn't wait to ask her what happened. My wife said: 'I just got to

the hotel entrance, and he was waiting there. Without saying anything, he grabbed my hand and led me into the room, quickly stripped off my

clothes, and carried me to the bed to have sex. It was very rough. Like he had just been released from prison. At first, I wasn't in a state of shock

and didn't know what to do. After a while...'" My body involuntarily cooperated with him, my buttocks rising to meet

his penis. It was longer than yours, hard, and slightly upturned. The first time,

he ejaculated after only a few minutes. He ejaculated a lot. He hugged me and kissed me passionately; we were both quickly aroused. The second time,

we made love for over an hour! We slept until morning and made love twice more. Hearing about my wife's wild night with another man,

my penis became hard. I pulled off my wife's clothes and saw semen stuck to her underwear; I

was both angry and furious. I rolled over and straddled my wife, inserting my penis into her vagina. My wife

twisted her buttocks violently, responding to my thrusts, her moans becoming very seductive. I asked my wife, "How are you going to make it up to me?

How did it feel to be fucked by that guy yesterday?" My wife said shyly, "You still have the nerve to say that? Letting your wife

sleep with someone else, making you a cuckold. How do you want to make it up to me?" I said, "Let's be

a little more open-minded, one cuckold is one cuckold. If you're going to make it up to me, make it up to me, I don't mind having too many." My wife laughed and said, "Okay! I'll put the cuckold

hat on the ceiling and crush you with it." ...I started thrusting hard, sometimes fast, sometimes slow

, plunging into my wife's vagina, each time reaching deep inside. My wife kept trying to straighten her upper body,

moaning incessantly, and soon her vagina contracted rapidly, trying to suck my penis into the deepest part of her vagina. Her hands

tightly hugged my neck, her legs tightly wrapped around my buttocks, as if she wanted me to flatten her. My wife's high...

The tide came on strong and lasted a long time, bringing me intense pleasure. I pressed myself against her, kissing her, and began

to speed up to match her climax. Soon, panting, I asked, "Wife, I'm going to cum." It had been a long time since I'd felt

such intense pleasure. Our climax lasted a long time; all my strength had

been used up in our previous encounter. I lay motionless on top of my wife, kissing her, enjoying this unprecedented climax. "So good,

are you good?" I asked, stroking her body. My wife, her face flushed from the afterglow of her climax, said, "Mmm,

very good. You were amazing today, you almost made me dizzy. Are you excited because I was with someone else?

If so, I'll do whatever you say. If you tell me to, I'll go; if you don't, I'll serve you well." I

replied, "Okay! Okay! So good. My wife is so good." We teased each other, talking about marriage and sex

.

Women shouldn't be sexually open; once the throes of sexual desire are unleashed, there's no stopping them. My wife became addicted to QQ video

chatting and even domestic chores. I sent the child to his grandparents' house, and we chatted day and night. I added hundreds of people online.

They were categorized as follows: local friends, lovers, muscular men, from [province name], those I'd had sex with but couldn't get pregnant with, 20 -year-old handsome men,

older handsome men, managers, those I was currently dating, those with plans for further development, those on my blacklist, etc. My wife had an IUD inserted after giving birth , meaning she couldn't get pregnant again. But in the past few years, in 　　2003, she had an unexpected ectopic pregnancy and had her left fallopian tube removed. She had her IUD replaced. 　　At the end of 2004, she became pregnant again. A hospital examination revealed she was four months pregnant again, which panicked me. I asked the chief physician what was going on, but he didn't understand either. After the surgery... The chief physician called me outside and said, “The surgery was successful, your wife is fine. However, the fetuses removed after opening her abdomen turned out to be eleven, a molar pregnancy. I can't explain how this happened; this kind of situation is rare in our hospital. Can you tell me the truth?” I was also very surprised and said to the doctor, “This is a medical matter, I don't understand it! Ask me any questions, and I will answer you truthfully.” The doctor said, " I've seen cases like your wife's before. Simply put, your wife was gang-raped by multiple men . Because a man can only have one chance from ejaculation to pregnancy, the maximum is twins. Your wife was pregnant with eleven fetuses at once, meaning she was with more than a dozen men simultaneously. With an IUD, the chance of pregnancy is generally very low, only a few in ten thousand. However, due to having sex with multiple men, there was so much semen that the later ones pushed it through the fallopian tubes into your wife's uterus, creating the opportunity for pregnancy. This is the largest number of molar pregnancies I've ever seen. A few years ago, a girl was gang-raped and had only five molar pregnancies. Your wife has eleven, meaning eleven tiny lives! Our hospital needs to take samples for future research. Your wife is a victim; don't further agitate her." After hearing the doctor's words, I was deeply shocked. I didn't know what feel. Pretending to be calm on the surface, I asked the doctor, " What are the chances of her getting pregnant in her situation, with an IUD and only one fallopian tube?" The doctor smiled and said, "Probably one in a million . It's like winning the lottery. Your wife is really something. Maybe you can't satisfy her sexually!" I knew the inside story; it was most likely those students who were behind it. But I had no answer and made a hasty retreat. 　　In early 2006, my wife had another ectopic pregnancy and went to the hospital to have her right fallopian tube removed and her IUD removed. This time, the worry of pregnancy was completely eliminated. The three surgeries cost more than 20,000 yuan. It was a miserable experience. 　　By May, after my wife was healthy, she started to get restless again, even more so than before. Her clothing became more provocative and revealing. She bought several transparent short skirts and stockings online. She basically didn't wear underwear , which made several people in our neighborhood scold her. A series of scandalous incidents followed. Let me briefly recount a few incidents. 　　The Disco Incident: These past few years, there have been fewer dance halls and more people going clubbing. My wife goes clubbing every Saturday. Whenever she sees a group without girlfriends, she actively seduces them. Using the club lights and music, she makes physical contact. She intentionally or unintentionally touches their arms, arousing their sexual desire. Who can resist my wife's teasing? Most react and start touching her breasts. When they find she's not wearing a bra, they're mostly surprised. The bolder ones go straight for her inner thighs. In that kind of place, encountering such an open woman, needless to say, no one is polite. So she boasts to her accomplices, " This woman isn't wearing anything underneath, she's driving naked. You can touch her if you don't believe me." Her accomplices, seeing this, aren't going to let the opportunity pass. They first seduce her, then maliciously urge her to drink… My wife plays along, pretending to be drunk, giving them the chance. They go to a hotel , and then she's gang-raped. They don't even know who gang-raped whom!! A crazy night. 　　The Market Incident: My wife went to a disco on Saturday and was raped all night. The next day, I slept in late. It was noon and I hadn't had breakfast yet. I asked my wife to buy some eel to make my favorite braised eel. My wife grabbed a small bag and prepared to leave. I glanced at her from head to toe, thinking, "Wow, my wife is so bold! Wearing so little, daring to go out in broad daylight." A pure black spaghetti strap dress, semi-transparent black tulle, revealing glimpses of her nipples . The hem featured two small blue leaf-shaped laces, and the thin shoulder straps and back straps were incredibly elastic. This woman, wearing such sexy lingerie, plus so little in the summer, isn't she afraid of flashing? The spaghetti straps are so low-cut, they don't even cover her breasts! Most of her breasts were clearly visible from above. What made my nose bleed even more was that the dress was way too short. When my wife bent over to change her shoes, the dress rode up, revealing flesh-colored open-crotch stockings that couldn't hide her round , large buttocks, stretched taut by the stockings. On her pink anus, there was residual white discharge . Not much pubic hair was visible. Her labia opened and closed intermittently, and her bright red vaginal opening, whenever slightly parted, let out drops of fluid. They fell to the floor like raindrops. It barely covered her buttocks; just looking at it made my nose bleed ! How could she be so sexy? If someone saw her, I definitely wouldn't sleep a wink tonight. A while later, my wife returned home looking regretful, throwing her things down. She said to me, "I had a huge blunder today, I forgot to change my clothes. Everyone at the market saw everything , I'm too ashamed to go shopping there again." I asked what happened. My wife said, " I was up all night last night, didn't sleep well. I wanted to come home and sleep a little longer. What kind of eel do you want? I was dizzy and went there. When I got to the market, I saw some bright red peaches, so I picked out five pounds of peaches from the stall. I was so focused on picking them, squatting pick them one by one. I didn't realize the peach seller was staring intently at my crotch, but I didn't notice anything. Slowly..."

Several people gathered around me, squatting opposite me and staring at me. I didn't respond at all. I bought my fish and left. I went to buy

eels, but the sun was blazing and the outside temperature was too high. Not many people were buying fish. I found a small wooden stool to sit on;

I wanted to choose the small ones because they taste better. After weighing the fish, the fishmonger squatted opposite me and gutted and deboned them.

He cut his hand after only a few, so he got someone else to help him continue. That person also hurt their hand.

I was getting drowsy waiting. Suddenly, a lot of men gathered around me. Some squatted opposite me,

staring into my skirt. A few stood next to me, bending over to peek into my neighbor's room. Because my skirt was short and it was

hot, I pulled down the back of my skirt to cool off while sitting on a bench, so I was sitting naked. It was very

cool. I didn't expect that someone would secretly lift up the hem of my skirt when I wasn't looking. My front and back were exposed.

The stool was too low, and the hem of my skirt slid down my thighs to my genitals. Without the restraint of the skirt, I involuntarily spread my legs

, leaving my vulva wide open. I was freely exposed to all eyes. Someone else lifted the hem of my skirt from behind, and from a distance

, you could see a naked woman sitting there. A young boy patted me and said, "Hey beautiful,

what were you doing last night? Sleeping here? Why don't you close the door?" I didn't understand what he meant and thought it was

an acquaintance greeting me. I turned around and said, "Nothing much last night, just buying some eels. What are you doing here?" The boy

said, "You haven't done anything! You've soaked the stool, you're all exposed." He pointed downwards, and I

looked down—oh no! My entire lower body was exposed to everyone's gaze. I jumped up and saw a

pool . I was truly ashamed. I picked up the sliced eel and tried to leave, but someone stopped me, saying I hadn't

paid. I quickly pulled out my money and handed it to the shopkeeper. Everyone burst into laughter at my disheveled appearance.

One person said, "Hey beautiful, what brings you here? This stool's got a good deal!" Without waiting for my change, I grabbed my things

and ran. After hearing my wife's story, I laughed so hard I couldn't straighten up. Especially that line: "Hey beautiful, what

brings you here? This stool's got a good deal!" The news spread like wildfire throughout the vegetable market in our neighborhood.

My wife never went to that market again. A few days later, when I went grocery shopping, I still heard people talking about it. It was a case of catching someone in

the act of adultery. After I returned to work, I was frequently on business trips. One day, things were going smoothly. I suddenly

flew back , but when I got home, I couldn't open the door with my key. It was locked from the inside. I called my wife's cell phone and told her I was outside and asked her

to open the door. My wife slowly opened the door, and I sensed something was wrong. There was a very strong smell of freshly made love. I

looked and saw that my wife's vaginal opening was still opening and closing, and a lot of white semen was flowing

out . It was clear they had just had sex. I immediately ran to the bed... Look, no one's here. I lifted the covers and found a large wet patch on the sheet

, with a freshly used towel lying to the side. I went to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and searched the house. But

I couldn't find the man. Where did he go? He wasn't in the closet; there was nowhere else he could be hiding. My wife

was terrified when she saw me get angry. Just then, I heard a cell phone ringing outside the window. I pulled back the curtains and saw

something terrible . The security bars were packed with people; no wonder I couldn't find him. I grabbed the cleaver and made them come down—five in total.

They were all eighteen or nineteen-year-old students. I questioned them one by one. One student, whose face was covered in acne, told me, "I

just arrived tonight. My classmates told me that your wife can cure acne, so I came here. Several people in my class have had their

acne ." "It turns out that while I was away on a business trip, they were all staying at my house. They were all students from a technical school,

mostly from out of town. My wife was someone I met online through a local chat website. They would find friends to come and

have sex with my wife. My family provided food and lodging, and even offered medical treatment. More than a dozen students came to my house. They even filmed it on a DV camera.

When I found it, the obscene scenes were comparable to those in Hollywood blockbusters. After watching the video of my wife, I felt very

satisfied, and my anger subsided. I had a wicked thought: to have these five students have sex with my

wife . I wanted to witness firsthand how lewd my wife was. I told them, 'If you sleep with my wife, I

won't blame you. From now on, you'll do whatever I say. Otherwise, I'll cut off his penis.' Hearing that there was hope, they

immediately said to me, 'We'll do anything you say, Uncle. '" "I said, 'Listen up,

you go and keep fucking my wife hard, you two go suck her milk, the rest of you, spread her legs wide,

make this slut's pussy even wider, you wait on the sidelines, ready to take over at any time. Everyone has to go all out, really hard.

Don't ejaculate inside her. Pull it out and ejaculate into her mouth.'" Division of labor was clear, and everyone had their own role. I closed all

the windows and turned on all the lights. I turned on the TV to lower the volume of my wife's moans. I temporarily became

the photographer , capturing various angles and expressions. The melee began. Those who've been through it all know that at eighteen or nineteen, everything

is mature. Men are at their most vigorous, especially those two students with acne; they were the most vigorous and lasted the longest,

at least 40-50 minutes, their penises smooth, hard, and engorged. My wife was also very enthusiastic, raising

her buttocks and spreading her legs so that they could penetrate deeper, faster, and more forcefully each time. The student playing with my wife's breasts

bit down hard on her nipples, sucking wildly. My wife couldn't take it anymore and tried to push their mouths away, but I told

them to hold my wife tightly with their hands. My hands continued their relentless assault on my wife's vagina and breasts. My wife screamed, her voice hoarse and desperate!

Like a pig being slaughtered, I reckon everyone in the building could hear her. I quickly grabbed a towel and stuffed it into her mouth. My wife

bit down hard on the towel, her hands and feet trembling violently, more and more intensely. They were about to lose control. Her body

involuntarily arched upwards, trying to escape the penis inserted into her vagina. I cheered everyone on, urging them to give it their all.

This slut is about to give up. We can't let up! The student on top yelled, just pulling out his penis.

A fountain of semen shot out from my wife's vagina, spraying onto the student's face—a free shampoo. I'd never

seen such a spray before. The other students laughed at the student getting his shampoo. They released my wife's hands and feet. My wife

lay on the bed in a S-shape... Her body swayed, like on a trampoline. After a few minutes, it gradually subsided. Her labia opened and closed as if biting

something, and semen kept gushing out of her vagina. I thrust in, penetrating my wife's very wet vagina, and pumped

hard. I felt that her vagina hadn't gotten bigger from their penetration; instead, it had become much smaller, a tightness that made my

penis tremble. Like a vise, it was very powerful. After a few minutes, I ejaculated inside my wife. Seeing that

she hadn't ejaculated, I had them spread her legs again to stimulate her breasts, and then we continued. A few minutes later, my wife arched her back again...

She couldn't take it anymore. This time, her whole body trembled, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans seeped from her face. The skin above her breasts turned

bright red , like measles. Everyone took turns continuing to fuck her hard. This time, my wife ejaculated very high, hitting the ceiling

and bouncing back. Everyone behind her took a shower. That night, my wife ejaculated six times. Her vaginal fluids were completely drained. They each

had sex two or three times, for six hours straight. I used up several cassette tapes. I was exhausted. Everyone found a place to rest.

The next day, I woke up and found them sleeping like logs in the two bedrooms and on the living room sofa. I didn't wake

them and took a hot shower. I saw it was almost 1 p.m. and they hadn't eaten yet. I woke them up, sent a student

to buy some food, and we had a couple of drinks. During the meal, I told them about my wife's romantic escapades. I told them not to

gossip about it and to keep their mouths shut. They didn't go to school either. I told them to invite all the classmates who had slept with my wife

to dinner and a meeting that evening. That night, they gathered together. I counted sixteen

students . I announced the rules and policies. The general principles and policies were: you can have my wife, and I'll provide meals. No recruiting

anyone else. No one is allowed to talk about this with teachers, classmates, or family. No skipping classes, and you're not allowed to go to prostitutes

to avoid getting AIDS. No taking photos or videos. If you've already taken any, hand them over to me for safekeeping. Remember these words.

Okay, let's start drinking. Those who don't drink, go play with your wives first. Upon hearing this, more than half of the students picked up my wife and

took her to the room. I was drinking with a few of them, but unexpectedly, they tricked me and got me drunk. They succeeded.

More than a dozen students had sex with my wife for more than ten hours. My wife fainted several times from their abuse, and her whole body trembled for more than

two hours without stopping. [I heard this from them later] When I woke up the next day, I washed my face and went to the room

. It was filthy. My wife was lying naked on the bed in a spread-eagle position. There was semen all over her mouth, nose, hair, pillow, and the bed

. My wife's belly was swollen, like a woman five or six months pregnant, and

a dry, tofu-like substance was coming out of her vagina. I had never seen anything like it before, nor had I seen any reports of it online. [So

this is what they mean by "taking advantage of a woman"?] I couldn't understand why my wife's belly was

so big. [Is this what they say about getting your wife pregnant overnight?] I pressed on my wife

's belly and felt it was very elastic. My wife woke up when I pressed on her belly and said her belly was very bloated, like she was about to give birth. She

needed to go to the bathroom but couldn't stand up. She needed my help. I helped my wife get out of bed, but after only two steps, her legs

gave way and she fell to the ground with a slip. She had miscarried, and a

large bowl of liquid flowed out of her vagina and anus in an instant. More than a bowl! Her belly also shrank considerably. My wife was incontinent and soiled the floor. I

cleaned her up and carried her to bed to rest. I cleaned up. This time I went too far; my wife couldn't get out of bed for three days

and had to hold onto the wall to walk. My wife's legs were unable to close for a long time, and she was incontinent for a week. We paid a heavy

price: her second pregnancy. Eleven illegitimate children. Also known as a molar pregnancy. The only gain was that my wife's breasts

inexplicably increased in size, from a B to a D. The incident of cleverly catching a pervert. There was a high-rise unfinished building near my house; the owner died

unexpectedly . Several young men from Xinjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region lived there, making a living by selling lamb skewers. We don't

like lamb, so we didn't go there often. One of my wife's friends went to the toilet there and was gang-raped by

the Uyghur men. She suffered severe bleeding and a torn vagina, requiring several stitches. She didn't want

to report it to the police. She wanted to find someone to get revenge on these Xinjiang men, and told my wife about it. She wanted to use my wife to find some people to teach them a lesson.

My wife told me about it when she got home and asked me for advice. I thought about it for a long time and finally came up with a plan: [To

get a child, you must first give one]. I promised her friend that I would have sex with her a few times later. After carefully scouting and

analyzing concluded that the

barbecue restaurant, "King of Grilled Meat," was the most suspicious. The next night, around 10 PM, my wife, dressed in a revealing dress, set off. I followed her from a distance, providing protection. She went straight to the barbecue restaurant, ordered some grilled meat and

beer , and enjoyed it alone. From a distance, I noticed there weren't many customers. After finishing a bottle of beer, my wife needed to use the restroom.

She asked the owner where it was, only to be told there were no public restrooms nearby. They were too close to the residential area. She was told to go to the unfinished building behind the complex, where

there was a restroom. My wife walked towards the back, and I followed her from a distance. I saw someone come out of the barbecue restaurant

and follow her there. When I got there, I saw—what restroom! There wasn't even a door. The first floor was the men

's restroom, and a large sign read, "Ladies, please go to the second floor." I went to the men's restroom on the first floor, pretended to defecate, and squatted down. The other person came first,

urinated, and then quietly went upstairs. I quickly followed. I found the women's restroom empty.

I didn't know where my wife had gone. I searched floor by floor. On the ninth floor, there was a fire in one of the rooms. There was movement. This

unfinished building had no doors or windows, and the walls weren't plastered. Big holes, small openings. I found a secluded

corner and peered through a crack in the brickwork. By the candlelight, I saw a place inside, covered with straw, and

a straw mat on top. A burly man wearing only a vest lifted his wife's skirt, covered her face, and

began to violently thrust into her vagina. His wife spread her legs, and he roughly pressed her onto the mat, forcefully penetrating her

. The intense thrusting made a "plop, plop" sound from their point of contact.

It grew louder and faster. With a series of rapid, violent thuds, my wife cried

out , "Ah, ah!" As she let out another "Ah," the enormous penis thrust

deeply into her uterus. She arched her back, receiving his thrusts. The penis

danced up and down inside her vagina, releasing its beastly power completely. I estimated half an hour had passed.

I secretly admired this meat-eating people; they were stronger than us grass-eating people. He stopped and asked his wife,

"Was I good? Did you enjoy it? You were so wet, I felt amazing!" He took out his phone and

called his friends to come up and have some fun. A while later, two young Uyghur men from Xinjiang came upstairs. They were naked,

covered in hair, two bastards. Their penises were clearly larger and thicker than ours. It was clear my wife was doomed tonight.

Seeing that it was getting late, I quietly slipped away. My wife came home around 7 PM, her vagina was swollen and red. Her labia were everted. She

kept cursing that they weren't artificial. It seemed she was having a hard time. I asked what happened, and she said, "They

inserted two huge penises into my vagina at the same time, and every thrust was excruciating. It felt like my vagina was being torn apart.

The louder I cried out in pain, the faster they went. Their penises are already big; one would be enough.

Two at once, how could I take it…" It broke my heart. If they damaged her, I wouldn't be able to play anymore. In the afternoon, I went to…

I borrowed a police car and uniform from a friend. With my wife in tow and sirens blaring, I stopped in front of the shop and deliberately shouted

, "Check the scene first, go up to the ninth floor." On the ninth floor, I took photos. I drew a few circles with chalk, then carried

a plastic bag. I went downstairs to find the lamb kebab vendor to gather information. I went to the "Kou Rou Wang" shop, and found the door, which had been open,

locked, and the people there were nowhere to be seen. I told them to call 110 if they saw them. Very

professional execution of official duties. Okay, everything done, I went home. Those Xinjiang men who slept with my wife disappeared

without My wife's girlfriends, I don't know how I managed to drive away my enemies, admired me greatly.

They even offered themselves to me. Haha, I killed two birds with one stone, gaining both fame and fortune.

The "nearby grass" incident. They say a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow, but my wife ate the grass near her burrow, getting involved with Xiao Wu from across the street

. What happened? One early morning, around six o'clock. My wife was exhausted from being relentlessly sexually assaulted by a group of men outside, and she couldn't walk anymore

. This morning, we needed to register our child for elementary school, so we had the two men who had been with her help her home. After she got on

the elevator , they went back inside. My wife, leaning against the elevator wall, reached her floor. The doors opened, and she slowly moved

out, her legs spread wide. [Actually, when women are sexually active for a long time, if their legs are spread too wide, they can't close them for hours, and

they walk with a limp gait. A woman like this has probably just been sexually active for at least seven or eight hours.] She leaned against the wall and

took out her keys. Just as she was about to open the door, Xiao Wu from across the hall came out to work. He saw my wife, her hair disheveled,

the back of her skirt covered in white filth. My wife's hands and legs trembled involuntarily. She couldn't even insert the key into the

lock . Last night's spoils ran from her thighs to her insteps, clearly visible on her black stockings. Xiao Wu immediately

understood what was happening. He lifted his wife's skirt from behind and then used two fingers to explore her vaginal opening.

His wife turned around and saw Xiao Wu; her whole body trembled, and her legs went weak. "No! You're going too far!"

Xiao Wu didn't care about anything else and forcefully thrust into his wife's vagina. His wife, seeing a familiar face, stood there dumbfounded,

her mind blank. Xiao Wu's hand moved rapidly up and down. "Sister-in-law, you're so wet!

We had sex several times last night; the back of your skirt is all wet," Xiao Wu said in surprise. His wife was utterly ashamed. Her cheeks

were flushed with sexual excitement, her vagina overflowing with vaginal fluid, flowing down her thighs. Her buttocks involuntarily arched

back , allowing Xiao Wu's fingers to penetrate even deeper. She couldn't control her moans, and

a puddle of vaginal fluid appeared on the floor. Xiao Wu lifted his wife by the waist, pulled out his penis, and inserted it from behind. His wife's buttocks sank, and his large penis

slid into her overflowing, wet vagina with a "whoosh."

While said, "Does this feel good? You slut, I'll fuck you to death! I always try to get your attention, but you ignore me

. I'm fucking you right here at your doorstep, it's fucking exciting!" He also demanded that his wife moan loudly while he was fucking her.

"If your cunt is being fucked by my big cock, moan loudly so your husband can hear

how much pleasure you're getting from this big pervert! Ha..." Xiao Wu grabbed his wife's hair, forcing her to put her hands on the ground,

her buttocks to receive the heavy blows. His wife's position was unbearable; her limbs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, begging Xiao Wu to carry her to the bed

and fuck her again! Xiao Wu, afraid of being seen, opened his door, put his wife on the bed, and began to fuck her wildly. "Look at

my big dick, it's covered in your juices. Lick it clean for me, you slut, how many times did you fuck last night? Where did you do it?

Tell me!" Since Xiao Wu was a bachelor from a modest background, this house was intended for his marriage by his father.

His wife told him what had happened the previous night, and Xiao Wu was furious. He put his wife down and said, "You

're such a horny bitch! I'm so close to

you anxious. From now on, you'll come to me whenever I call! If you don't listen, I'll ruin your reputation!"

Xiao Wu turned on his computer, took obscene photos of his wife, saved them to his hard drive, adjusted the video, and invited his

friends to watch, showing off his wife's performance. Since his wife started sleeping with Xiao Wu, she's been very

passive . She has weaknesses in Xiao Wu's hands. Sometimes, she'll get up in the middle of the night, naked, go to the neighbor's house

, fuck him, and then sneak back home.

His wife is becoming increasingly open, with too many sexual partners. Mobile phone bills are skyrocketing.

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