My wife is inherently promiscuous.

I

lay on top of my wife's full, white body, my penis shrinking inside her vagina. My wife lazily

spread her round, white legs and lay on the bed. Neither of us wanted to say anything; we'd been married for

six years, and the passion of our honeymoon was long gone.

On the contrary, my wife and I both knew it was pointless, because my sperm was abnormal, and we were definitely infertile

.

Our twice-weekly intercourse felt like doing homework—lacking passion and substance. But I

loved my wife, and she loved me too. We were college classmates, with a strong emotional foundation. Not having children

only intensified our desire as we got older.

After a few minutes, I finally got off my wife's sexy, white body. My penis had shrunk to its

lowest point, and thin semen dripped from between her slightly parted labia. My wife instinctively

closed her spread legs a little.

I rolled over and lay down beside her, letting out a long sigh, and said, "Let's have a child."

"Adopt one?" my wife replied softly.

"Adopting a child that isn't your own flesh and blood, there's no blood relation, right?"

"Then what do we do?"

"Yeah!" I sighed and said, "How about artificial insemination?"

My wife turned to me and said, "Artificial insemination? Who knows what kind of sperm donor

we have? Will the child be healthy? What if it's from a migrant worker or a vagrant?"

"That's true! But what else can we do?"

A long silence filled the bedroom. Neither my wife nor I spoke, and the air felt heavy.

"How about... how about we find one ourselves?" I hesitated for a long time before finally saying it.

"What? We find one ourselves? What do you mean?" My wife looked at me in surprise.

I turned and hugged my wife's naked body, whispering in her ear, "Let's find a handsome

man!"

After saying that, I felt my penis getting hard.

"You mean..."

My wife looked at my face and said, "That... how can that be... ah..." A blush rose on my wife's face

.

"Why not? At least we have a choice! And..." I said

, feeling my penis harden, "And it can break our mundane married life!"

"You're so naughty!..." My wife blushed and playfully punched me, noticing

my erection. "You're excited about letting your wife have someone else! You're so naughty..."

she said, but quickly grabbed my penis with her small hands and rubbed it vigorously.

I was already incredibly excited, completely free of the initial repression. I hugged my sexy

wife tightly and caressed her passionately, saying, "Aren't threesomes and group sex popular online these days? We can do that too!

Not only can it give you pleasure, but we can also have a sperm donation!"

As I imagined letting another man penetrate my wife, then

ejaculating my hot semen into her body, and finally combining that thick semen with my wife's body, my

penis hardened even more.

I immediately rolled over on top of her, parted her rounded thighs, and found

that I couldn't tell if it was the semen that had been ejaculated inside her that was leaking out, or fresh vaginal fluid. At that moment, I didn't

care about that anymore. I grabbed my penis and pressed it against my wife's slightly parted labia, using the very lubricating wetness of her

vaginal opening to thrust in.

Instantly, I felt that my wife's vagina seemed even wetter and hotter than usual, and the tightness was even

greater. I imagined my wife being pinned down and wildly raped, and my desire surged.

My wife also seemed exceptionally excited. I wondered if she was already imagining me as another man raping

her. Her tender vagina had already begun to clench and rub against my penis, much more forcefully than usual, and

very wet and hot. Soon, my wife let out excited moans.

"Ah...ah...you're so hard now!...harder..."

Hearing my wife's lewd moans, I became even more excited and increased the amplitude of my thrusts.

My wife, usually so dignified and elegant, was now behaving like a wanton woman, completely unlike her

usual . Her moans had turned into groans, her face flushed, her eyes moist, and she wrapped her arms around me.

Her vagina secreted lubricating fluid, allowing me to thrust more forcefully.

I was also incredibly excited. As her vagina rubbed against my hard penis, my glans

began to itch, a tingling sensation spreading throughout my body. I held her tightly, and with a surge of heat, I finally

ejaculated.

The hot semen spurted from her cervix, and her vaginal muscles clenched tightly. Her arms held me tightly, her

legs clamping around my waist, rendering me immobile. I knew she was fantasizing about

other men raping her, reaching a peak of climax.

After a night of pleasure, when I woke in the morning, my wife seemed to have returned to her usual dignified and elegant self, completely forgetting about

the previous night's talk of fertilization.

But I began my actions! This morning, while working in the office, I secretly browsed an adult dating website

and found many posts about couples swapping, threesomes, and group sex. After reading a few, I realized that many people

were already doing these things. So, I found two good posts, modified some details

, and posted a similar request:

My wife and I were college classmates. Our basic information is that we are both 33 years old, 175cm and 160cm tall, and

weigh 62kg and 52kg respectively. We have been married for six years! We have respectable jobs and are well-mannered.

We can say that we are an excellent couple!

We don't want to boast about our physical attributes or sexual prowess; we just want to say that we are healthy,

cheerful outgoing. The husband is of a robust build, and the wife is beautiful, sexy, and has fair skin

. We are open to all forms of sex except sadomasochism.

We imagine our wife's breasts and buttocks being freely touched and violated by other men, with

strange penises penetrating and ejaculating inside her vagina, while she moans with ecstasy beneath them, enjoying the pleasure.

Experiencing orgasm with a man other than my husband is a bittersweet, painful, yet stimulating and exciting experience.

Looking for a partner: two men and one woman for a 3P (threesome), university students, photos required.

Interested parties please contact.

This post was effortless; there are countless similar ones on adult dating sites, so I only changed

the basic information and copied the rest, then left my email address, and I was done.

After posting, I repeatedly checked my email, but sadly, I received no

reply all morning. I went home disappointed.

Unexpectedly, when I got home, logged into my email, and finally saw the first reply:

"Hello! I don't know what to call you! I'll just call you 'Hello.'

I don't know if your message online is true! If you know, you can

check (link to my post). If it is, I'd like to communicate with you; if not, I'm sorry to bother you.

Because I don't know if your message is true, I can't say too much. I'll talk

more . I'm a senior physical education student, a sincere person!"

Your friend, Wei Su:

Seeing the first reply was both exciting and thrilling. My wife doesn't know yet, but I've already started

looking for . My wife was having lunch at the company and wouldn't be home, so I quickly replied to this Wei Su

.

"Hello, Wei Su!

First of all, thank you for your letter. We are in XX city and look forward to your joining us. Now, could you introduce yourself

a little , such as which city you're in, your sexual experience, etc.?

My wife's tender vagina awaits your penetration and ejaculation."

After writing this, I immediately sent the letter. I really wondered if I hesitated and continued, because

it would be like asking myself to wear a green hat! I made myself

a bowl of instant noodles at noon, waiting for his reply!

Instead of a reply, I received another person's application:

"Hello!

I am a university student at XX University, a top student, handsome, clean-cut, and attractive. I would very much

like to accept your invitation!

I will treat your wife's tender vagina gently. If you are in XX city, please contact me!"

Your friend: Ma Ke

After reading Ma Ke's letter, I changed the salutation in my letter to Wei Su and replied.

I continued to wait, but by the time I went to work, I still hadn't received a reply from either of them.

Because I hadn't rested at noon, I was drowsy throughout the afternoon at work. All afternoon, I

kept refreshing my inbox, but there was no response. Later I learned that the students had classes in the afternoon and

couldn't possibly reply.

When I got home from work in the afternoon, I deliberately opened a bottle of red wine and drank with my wife. Due to the alcohol

, my wife and I brought up the topic from last night again.

"Jinglin, I started looking for people this morning!" I said to my wife, who was holding a wine glass.

"What? You really want to do this?!" My wife was a little surprised, but not angry, probably

due to the alcohol! However, her face looked even redder.

"Yes! We agreed on it last night!" I deliberately emphasized the words "last night

."

My wife looked at me with a sweet, playful expression. "So, what was the result?"

"Two college students replied!"

"Really!?" My wife perked up immediately, but quickly regained her composure. "They

were just joking! You actually believed them?"

"No way! They're serious!" I knew she secretly hoped they were.

"Why don't we go see their replies?"

I said, standing up and taking her hand as we went to the computer in the bedroom.

I noticed her hand trembling slightly as we walked. We quickly reached the computer,

turned it on, and waited for the Microsoft logo to appear. I could feel her breathing quicken. Once the Microsoft

logo finished appearing, her eyes were glued to the screen.

We entered the website address, logged into her email, and quickly found two unread emails. Clicking on them, we saw they were from Wei Su and

Ma Ke .

"Uh! They wrote again!" I exclaimed excitedly.

My wife didn't say anything, just stared at the screen.

I knew she really wanted to see the emails from those two college students, but I deliberately

paused for a moment.

"Open it! What are you staring at!" Sure enough, my wife was urging me.

"Okay! Okay! I'll read it right away!" I pretended to snap out of my daze and immediately opened Wei Su's letter.

Hello!

Thank you for your reply. I can see you are sincere. Now, let me introduce my situation.

I have had sexual experience with four regular girls for more than six months. My duration is usually between half

an hour and an hour and a half. The length of my erection is 15cm, but I haven't measured the girth. I am willing to perform

oral sex on women, but I think it's best to use a condom for safety. I think you don't want your wife to get pregnant, right?

Pregnancy wouldn't be good, would it? Also, are you in YY City?

Looking forward to your reply!

Your friend: Wei Su

After reading the letter, my wife and I were both silent!

The problem was that the college student insisted on using a condom. If that were the case, our plan to use a condom would fall through!

Were we really just looking for excitement in our sex life? Were we supposed to pour the semen out of the condom and

then try to get it into my wife's vagina?

"Let's look at another one! This one's not in the same city as us!" My wife finally broke the silence.

"Oh! Okay!" I replied half-jokingly, "Besides, he's worried you'll get pregnant!"

"That's not a problem. We can tell him we've taken contraceptive measures! What man doesn't

like ... just doing it directly?!" My wife's voice was almost soft by the end.

"That's true! My wife is so smart!" I felt complicated. The thought of my wife's private,

tender hole, being penetrated by another man so intimately, ejaculating without any restraint, filled me with both excitement and helplessness.

"Hurry up and look at the next one! What are you thinking about?!" My wife urged again.

"Okay! Coming right away!" After saying that, I immediately opened Ma Ke's letter.

Hello! I am Ma Ke, thank you for your reply.

Let's make an appointment! If we make an appointment, I can come right away! I am 1.78 meters tall,

weigh 70 kilograms, and that thing is 16 centimeters long and 4.5 centimeters in diameter, absolutely real.

I really look forward to watering my sister-in-law's tender hole with the semen I have stored for 22 years!

When can I taste my sister-in-law's tender hole with my own mouth!

In addition, I have a small request. I want to see my sister-in-law's tender hole and breasts first. I have never

seen a woman's private body before. If possible, please send some pictures, thank you!

Your friend: Ma Ke

"This Ma Ke is really something! He actually wants to see my wife's nude photos," I said,

turning around and hugging my wife.

My wife did not say anything.

"How is it?" I asked my wife.

"How is what?" my wife asked shyly.

"He wants to see your tender pussy and breasts! Should we give them to him?" I said, deliberately

mentioning "tender pussy and breasts" while caressing my wife.

After reading the letter, my wife's face was flushed. I guess the description of Ma Ke's body, with its

phrases like "16 centimeters long, 4.5 centimeters in diameter," had aroused her. Combined with my caresses, she was now

burning up.

"Wife! How is it?" I slipped my hand inside her bra, feeling her erect

nipples and gently kneading them.

"What do you think?" My wife began to waver.

"How about we take some pictures for them?" I continued to stimulate her breasts, the thought of my

tender breasts being admired and played with by other men sending a thrill through

me. My wife didn't answer.

I didn't press further, but moved my hand from her breasts under her skirt,

touching her panties. I felt that the area under her panties was already wet!

Through the thin fabric, my middle finger gently hooked and teased my wife's labia, then pulled aside her panties and

slipped my fingers between her plump labia. Sure enough, her genitals were already overflowing with lustful fluid.

At this moment, my wife involuntarily raised her head, panting heavily, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her eyes glazed, emitting

intoxicating moans.

I continued exploring her wet vulva, my nimble fingers caressing her tender labia. Lustful

fluid soaked and muddy. Then, my index and middle fingers plunged deep into her slippery vulva, touching and rubbing her most sensitive clitoris

. My wife immediately let out a soft "Ah..."

"Let's go to bed..." my wife finally couldn't help but speak!

"To take pictures?" I seized the opportunity and quickly asked.

"Whatever you want!" My wife was now somewhat as wanton as she had been the night before!

I was secretly delighted. Before, when I wanted to take nude photos of her, she had always refused. Today

, I finally had the chance. I quickly picked up my wife and carried her to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, I turned on all the lights. My wife had her eyes half-closed, ready to do as she pleased. I removed

her sheer blouse and unhooked her lace bra, revealing a pair of trembling, white breasts.

My wife's breasts had always been my favorite—full, white, smooth, and delicate. I grasped

one , the thought of being played with and admired by other men giving me a thrill, and began to vigorously

knead them.

The caresses I had just performed in front of the computer had already made my wife extremely sensitive, and seeing two

strange men waiting to have sex with her on the screen—college students more than ten years younger than her—excited

her so much that she couldn't help but let out a long, heart-stirring moan.

Then, I quickly pulled down her skirt and removed her lace panties, leaving

her completely naked.

I took out my beloved digital camera from the bedside table and pointed it at my wife's naked body.

The camera quickly captured my wife's naked body. Her two thighs were snow-white and alluring, the soft, thick

pubic hair between them glistening black, and her labia majora were plump and everted, the cleft wet and tight—an indescribably erotic and stimulating sight.

"Snap!" The first nude photo was taken!

I was incredibly excited; my penis was already hard! I struggled to control my immediate urge to make love. I

spread my wife's two plump, white thighs apart, then reached out and spread her labia wide, fully exposing her alluring cleft. 　　"Snap, snap!" I took two extremely erotic close-ups of her genitals. 　　Unfortunately, because I loosened my grip, her plump labia closed slightly again, and the tender flesh of her vaginal opening wasn't fully captured in the photos. 　　It seems I'll need my wife's help, I thought to myself. 　　"Honey, come help me. Spread your labia with your hands so I can take a close-up!" 　　"You're so naughty!" my wife said shyly, then cooperatively reached out and gently parted her labia majora with both hands, exposing her clitoris and vaginal opening. 　　"Spread them a little wider, honey!" I pressed on. 　　"What's there to photograph? It's so embarrassing!" my wife said, her face flushed. Even so, she still cooperated by spreading her labia wide open, revealing her pink vaginal opening, through which the tender flesh inside could be faintly seen. 　　"It's not me who wants to see! It's those two college students who want to see!" I deliberately provoked her. 　　Sure enough, my wife got excited when she heard about the two college students. I saw that my wife's labia were already covered in a lot of mucus, and the tender flesh of her vaginal opening opened and closed, as if waiting for their penetration. 　　I quickly aimed at my wife's vulva, at that opening and closing vaginal opening, and took a picture of her obscene and alluring vulva ! This is a macro shot! A complete success! 　　Seeing my wife's wanton behavior, I decided to seize the opportunity to take even more lewd photos. 　　Thinking this, I quickly grabbed a vibrating dildo from the bedside table and said to my wife, "Let's make it even more exciting, let's get those two college students here sooner! Insert this and let me take the pictures!"

Mentioning those two college students made my wife particularly excited, her cheeks flushing red. She

unconsciously did as I said, spreading her two plump, white legs as wide as possible before picking up the vibrating

penis.

"What should I do?" my wife asked, her eyes closed.

"First, use your labia to hold the glans of the vibrating penis in your mouth. Take a picture so they know its

length!"

Hearing this, my wife used her left hand to separate her plump labia, then pressed the glans of the vibrating penis against her vaginal

opening, releasing her left hand. This way, her labia slightly clamped the glans.

"Okay! Don't move! Just like that!" Seeing this, I quickly took

two and said, "Come on, now insert it a little!"

"How much?" my wife was no longer so shy.

"Insert it up to the ball joint!" The vibrating penis had a massage ball joint on the back.

The wife slowly spread her large labia majora with her hands, then parted her labia minora as well,

revealing the moist inner walls of her pink vagina. She then used her right hand

to grasp the large, vibrating penis and inserted it.

"Oh…" she involuntarily cried out, perhaps because the vibrating penis was so thick!

After inserting it, she gently pulled it out a little, then inserted it again,

pulling it out a little more, repeating this several times until she finally inserted it to the part with the massage rollers—

it was more than halfway in!

The vaginal fluid that came out when the vibrating penis was withdrawn made her genitals appear even more obscene.

I saw my wife had already posed, so I quickly grabbed the camera and knelt between her legs.

"Snap, snap..." Four shots in quick succession. The mysterious fleshy opening between my wife's thighs was completely captured in my

digital camera, and in a few hours, other men would be able to admire it. I knew the camera's macro

capabilities were excellent, even clearer than the naked eye. This meant

they would definitely be able to see my wife's pubic hair clearly.

Thinking about this, I was incredibly excited. I reached between my wife's legs, grabbed the vibrating dildo, and

inserted it deep into her vagina.

"Ah...oh..." My wife moaned twice as I penetrated her, her lower abdomen twitching, and her white, tender buttocks involuntarily

clenching.

"Don't move! That's good!" I saw that the vibrating dildo was completely inserted into my wife's vagina,

the bulging end of the dildo stretching her labia wide open, making her look extremely lewd.

I picked up my camera, knelt between my wife's legs, and aimed the lens at her. Her white, glistening, and exquisitely shaped

mature genitals intertwined with my large, thick vibrating penis, creating a lewd and alluring image.

"Snap... snap..." I snapped several shots in quick succession; I've lost count of how many.

Suddenly, my wife squeezed her legs together, trapping the vibrating penis between her white, tender thighs. Then she rolled over,

revealing her plump, round buttocks to me. Her fair, dazzling buttocks reignited my

desire .

That large vibrating penis could actually stay inside my wife's vagina without slipping out; one can imagine how strong the suction of her

vagina was! Seeing this, I couldn't resist any longer!

I reached over and pulled the vibrating penis out of my wife's vagina.

"Ah... oh... oh... husband... I want... ah," my wife

moaned lewdly after her lower body felt empty.

"Okay! Here I come!" With that, I quickly pulled down my pants, took out my long-erect

penis, held my wife's buttocks with one hand, and grasped my penis with the other, pressing the head between my wife's slightly parted labia.

After taking a deep breath, I forcefully thrust my engorged penis into my wife's vagina, all the way to her G-spot.

My left hand caressed my wife's plump, white buttocks, while my right hand quickly took pictures of our joined bodies.

Because I was distracted by taking pictures, I slowed down the speed of my thrusting. By this time, my wife could no longer hold back!

"Ah! Oh! Hurry up and thrust!... Oh!... Harder..." After saying that, my wife actively swayed

her plump buttocks , thrusting back, her small, wet slit engulfing my penis, swallowing it again and again

until it disappeared completely.

Seeing my wife's wanton appearance, I quickly couldn't hold back! I felt a tingling sensation, and it was too late

to hold back my ejaculation! Hot semen gushed out.

"Ah... I don't want you to ejaculate... I want more..." my wife cried out lasciviously after I ejaculated,

clearly unsatisfied.

But I quickly went limp and slipped out of her vagina. My wife, somewhat disappointed, rolled over and lay

on the bed , her thighs spread, a stream of milky white semen clinging to her pink labia, barely hanging on.

I knew it would take several hours for me to get an erection again after ejaculating. What to do now?

Should I use that vibrating dildo to satisfy her? But my wife never wanted to use a vibrating dildo after I ejaculated,

saying it was uncomfortable because it lacked warmth.

Just as I was feeling extremely frustrated, I noticed the digital camera on the bed!

"That's it! Why not contact that college student?! And it's still early!" I thought to

myself . We started making love right after dinner, and it was only 8 pm!

"Jinglin! Lie down for a bit. I'll contact that college student in the city and see if he has time to come."

My wife didn't answer, perhaps because she was angry that her sexual desire wasn't satisfied, or perhaps she didn't know how to answer.

I didn't need her answer, but I was certain that at this moment, my wife wouldn't object to me seeing

other men.

I put on a pair of shorts and quickly went to the computer in the study. I swiftly sent

an email to that local man, Ma Ke:

Hello!

If you see this email, please contact us immediately. Our QQ number is: xxxxxxxxxxxx

. We are sincere. My wife is looking forward to your penetration and to the irrigating of her

tender vagina with your 20+ years of semen . 　　We are waiting for you on QQ! 　　After sending the email, I secretly prayed that Ma Ke would see it immediately.

After logging into QQ, no one requested to join, which made me anxious. Time ticked by,

and about , my wife got up from the bed, wearing only a bra and panties, and came

to the computer.

"It's okay, honey! We can do it tomorrow!" my wife said considerately.

"Let's wait a little longer!" I put my arm around her waist, and she sat on my lap.

"Honey! Let's take a shower! Then go for a walk!" my wife said, pulling me towards the shower.

Looking at my wife's gentle and considerate nature, I almost gave up the idea of finding another man. Who would want to

give such a gentle and beautiful wife to other men to play with, to let other strangers penetrate her most

intimate parts, and ejaculate their thick semen inside her? I caressed my wife, feeling extremely conflicted.

If I lost this opportunity, it would be difficult to bring it up again later! I knew that

although my wife was saying these things to comfort me, if a strange man appeared in front of her right now,

she would definitely be able to have sex with him, because her body was still brimming with unreleased desire.

What my wife said earlier was just a respectable woman comforting her husband.

I held my wife close; I could feel her need from her body temperature, because her

body was still burning hot. Words can deceive, but physical sensations and signs cannot.

"Go! Honey! Don't wait! I don't want it anymore!" My wife swayed against me,

her eyes fixed on the computer screen.

"Okay!..." I took her advice, released her, and was about to get up to go to the bathroom.

"Ah... Look, someone wants to join!..." Suddenly, my wife shouted excitedly, then

quickly lowered her voice.

I knew my wife was still thinking about it! Seeing her excited expression, I felt a pang of jealousy. So she was actually

hoping for a strange man like this. So I pretended to say, "Let's go! Forget him! Let's go take a shower!"

"Or... let's see... maybe it's someone else?" A blush crept onto my wife's face.

The penguin icon in the lower right corner of the computer screen kept flashing, as if urgently beckoning us, or perhaps

teasing my wife.

My wife still wanted to open it and see.

"Add him! See who it is!" My wife's voice trembled slightly, her tone quite seductive.

I couldn't tease her anymore, so I sat down and said, "Okay! Let's see who it is."

After saying that, I clicked on it and saw in the add-in message: "Your friend: Ma Ke."

"Ah! Jinglin! It really is him!" I said to my wife, deliberately exaggerating, "Add him?"

"Whatever! I don't know... adding him won't hurt... right..." My wife replied contradictorily.

I knew she was even more conflicted. She couldn't very well openly commit

adultery , but the thrill and temptation of infidelity deeply attracted her. If we hadn't

brought this up because we wanted a child and needed sperm donation, perhaps we would never have ended up like this.

But now the situation seemed to have changed. It seemed to me that my wife wasn't

primarily after sperm donation, but rather seeking sexual stimulation and pleasure; of course, I myself seemed to have this tendency as well.

Things deviated from our original intentions.

"What are you thinking about, honey?" My wife gently leaned on my shoulder, interrupting my thoughts.

"Oh!...Nothing...I'm not thinking about anything..." I came back to my senses, clearly feeling my wife's full breasts

softly pressing against my shoulder, her body heat transferring to me.

I couldn't bear to make my wife uncomfortable any longer, so I quickly clicked "accept" to add her.

Soon, Ma Ke's avatar appeared in my QQ friend list; it was a big-mouthed man wearing glasses.

After a while, the icon of the big-mouthed man with glasses started flashing; he had appeared.

Ma Ke (19:56:11): Hello!

Deng Ai (19:56:31): Hello! Where are you?

Ma Ke (19:56:16): I'm at an internet cafe!

Deng Ai (19:56:41): Oh.

I looked back at my wife. Her face was flushed, and she didn't say anything. I asked her softly, "Shall we meet

him?"

My wife didn't answer, just stared at the screen.

I didn't doubt my wife's feelings for me. I knew that what she wanted to do now was to find new excitement

. We had been married for over six years, and both our bodies and emotions were quite mature. There's

a saying in society about the "seven-year itch," and besides, the thoughts my wife was expressing were because of me

.

After a short silence, Ma Ke appeared again:

Ma Ke (19:59:47): Are you there? Why aren't you saying anything?!

"How about we meet him and talk about it after we meet?" I said gently to my wife again.

I know that if I hadn't taken the initiative to suggest seeing strange men outside, my wife definitely wouldn't have

brought it up herself. That's for sure. You could say that my wife's current desire was aroused by me.

Of course, as a mature woman, my wife's sexual needs are definitely very strong, and I also know that

my wife is inherently quite promiscuous. This isn't my fault; every mature woman is actually quite promiscuous,

but most are confined by social morality and don't have the opportunity to express it.

"Whatever... we're going out for a walk anyway!" my wife replied softly.

Hearing my wife's reply, I immediately replied to Ma Ke.

Waiting for Love (20:02:55): Yes! Do you have time? Let's meet and talk!

Ma Ke (20:03:14): I have time, how can I find you!

Waiting for Love (20:03:55): Which internet cafe are you at?! We'll come pick you up, will you wait for us there

? Okay?

Ma Ke (20:04:11): Sure! I'm at the Xintiandi Internet Cafe on Xueyuan Road!

Waiting for Love (20:04:41): Wait for us there! We'll be there soon!

Ma Ke (20:05:01): Oh! How can we contact you?

Waiting for Love (20:05:11): What are you wearing? We're looking for you!

Ma Ke (20:05:31): I'll look for you! Are you coming with us?

Waiting for Love (20:05:39): Okay! You can contact us then! I'll wear a white T-shirt, and my wife

will wear a black slip dress.

I regretted sending that message as soon as I did. We usually dress like this, and I

've always liked my wife in black slip dresses; I think she looks beautiful and it really brings out a woman's mature sexiness!

Especially at home, I love seeing my wife in black slip dresses.

But is it appropriate for her to dress so sexy to meet a strange man?

Before I could think about it further, Ma Ke replied.

Ma Ke (20:05:51): Oh! Got it!

Waiting for Love (20:05:59): Got it? Wait for us there!

Ma Ke (20:06:11): Okay! Bye-bye

Waiting for Love (20:06:16): Bye-bye

"Ah..." I finally let out a long sigh, my heart pounding with excitement!

My wife's face was flushed too. She leaned on my shoulder, and I could feel her heart

pounding, her body burning hot, her breath rapid and warm against my neck.

"What time is it?" I asked instinctively. The time was displayed at the bottom of the computer screen, and after I

finished speaking glanced at the screen—it was already 8:07.

"A little past eight," my wife said softly.

My heart pounded even faster. To go, or not to go? If I went, that guy would definitely fall for my wife;

I was absolutely certain of that. And my wife would definitely fall for him too, if he was really as

described . I knew my wife liked tall, large men; she had a

boyfriend like that in college.

This guy was 1.78 meters tall and weighed 70 kilograms—definitely what my wife wanted. Most importantly,

his manhood was 16 centimeters long and 4.5 centimeters in diameter. How could my wife not be tempted?

"Do you want to go?"

"Whatever you want."

...

"Let's go, it won't hurt to see him!" I thought, I'm a man,

how ? Besides, if we want a child, we'll inevitably have to take this step sooner or later! And

haven't I always wanted to break the monotony of our married life?

Besides, he's a college student, and claims to be a virgin, it won't affect the stability of our family, it's

just sex. Besides, seeing my wife having sex with a strange man has always been my sexual fantasy.

With this kind of mental support, I felt completely relaxed.

"Then let's go now!" By this time, I was much calmer. Anyway, my

wife have sex with a stranger sooner or later, so what's the point of waiting? Waiting is just as uncomfortable!

"Then...then I should wash up?" My wife left my shoulder and stood up.

"Okay! Then hurry up!" I thought, if my wife really does have sex with that strange guy

, it's better to wash up first to avoid embarrassment.

Lost in thought, I dressed and waited for my wife.

She finished showering quickly, and when she came out of the bathroom, I noticed her face was meticulously made up, making her

look even more mature and alluring, radiating the sensuality of a mature woman.

My wife, naked, took a set of black lingerie from the closet.

This lingerie was my favorite; I bought it for her last year when I was training in Beijing.

She rarely wore it, usually only during sex, mainly for visual stimulation.

Sometimes wearing sexy lingerie during sex was more stimulating than being naked.

The sexy lingerie set consisted of three pieces: a black transparent lace invisible camisole bra, a

black transparent sheer thong-style pantyhose, and black transparent mesh open-crotch pantyhose.

Just holding this sexy lingerie in my hands felt incredibly stimulating, let alone wearing it on my sexy wife

.

My wife had just entered the bedroom completely naked. Standing in front of

the mirror she admired her impressive figure, then picked up a black, sheer lace bra and put it on

. After fastening the clasp, she pulled the bra up, covering her two full, white breasts.

Because the bra cups were semi-transparent, her white breasts and rosy nipples

appeared alluringly veiled. My wife looked at her breasts, then pinched her nipples

and pulled them towards her chest, creating a deep

cleavage on her alabaster breasts, exuding undeniable sensuality.

I felt a pang of jealousy. Really! My beautiful and sexy wife was going to

be played . And she was all clean and dressed so sexily!

My wife, however, seemed oblivious to my thoughts. She then picked up a pair of black, semi-transparent mesh

pantyhose .

Was she wearing underwear? I watched as my wife started putting on her open-crotch pantyhose. I thought she was nervous or excited and

had forgotten to put on her underwear, or…?

My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly said, “Jinglin, you forgot to put on your underwear!”

My wife rolled her eyes at me, “Honey, you don’t remember! You have to put on the open-crotch pantyhose first!

Then put on your underwear, otherwise it’ll be inconvenient, besides…” She stopped halfway through her sentence.

“Oh!” I heard she hadn’t finished speaking, so I continued, “What are you talking about?

Is there a difference between putting them on like this and that?”

Hearing my question, my wife blushed and said, “Putting them on like this, later… I just

need to take off my underwear, and… you… didn’t you say men… like this…? Ugh!”

My wife finished speaking haltingly, and I finally understood what she meant.

It turns out that putting on open-crotch pantyhose first, then underwear, makes sense. There are two advantages: first,

you can have sex as soon as you take off your underwear; second, having sex while wearing open-crotch pantyhose does indeed have a unique charm.

This time, it seems my wife is truly determined to seduce this college student; the meticulousness of her attire is no less than that of her wedding

day.

"Oh, is that so? Then hurry up!" I said to my wife with a smile.

Just then, I saw my wife sitting on the edge of the bed, putting on black mesh sheer open-crotch pantyhose over her fair feet.

Then she slowly began to roll up the stockings towards her thighs, until she reached the top of her round, plump thighs. She then slowly stood up and

carefully pulled the open-crotch stockings up to her waist.

My wife was wearing the open-crotch stockings, and my penis was almost bursting out of my pants.

The black open-crotch stockings only covered her thighs and half of her plump buttocks, leaving her two plump,

snow-white buttocks completely exposed. Looking in the mirror, her entire vulva below her soft abdomen was also

completely exposed. The white skin against the black stockings, along with the dark pubic hair, created an irresistible

and intense stimulation.

My wife's figure was truly amazing! Completely full-bodied with ample breasts and buttocks.

Then my wife sat on the bed, picked up the small, black thong-style panties, and then raised

her legs . At this moment, I clearly saw my wife's full, plump labia. Adorned with

dark pubic hair, the full, plump labia appeared exceptionally mysterious and alluring.

My wife raised her legs, pulled the small thong over her thighs, and

quickly wore it.

Perhaps because she was sitting, the crotch of the thong was wedged between her plump labia, and her

dark hair was scattered outside. When she noticed, she reached down, pulling up

the narrow strip of fabric with one hand and tidying up the exposed pubic hair with the other, making her look

incredibly lewd.

Actually, I thought that my wife's small thong was practically the same as not wearing any at all, and even more

alluring . The semi-transparent thong added to the mystery and temptation of her already mysterious vulva.

"Damn! It's so provocative!" I thought to myself.

Then, as agreed, my wife took out a sheer black slip dress from the closet and put it on.

Because it was a slip dress, her entire fair shoulders were exposed to the air, and the invisible

straps of her black lace bra were deeply embedded in her fair skin. Seeing this, my wife moved the straps of the slip dress slightly to cover her

bra straps.

"Everything is ready! My wife is about to be given to another man!" I breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Do I look good, honey?" my wife said to me flirtatiously.

"Beautiful! Even more beautiful than when you got married!" I said sourly.

"You're so annoying! I didn't understand you men's psychology back then! Who knew you men were so

lustful !" my wife retorted shyly.

"That's why young married women are the most popular with men these days!" I deliberately

emphasized ".

"I'm not talking to you anymore! Ugh!"

"Okay! Okay! I won't say anything more, but seriously, seeing you like this, I want to

do it with you right now!" I said, touching my wife's plump, exposed buttocks.

"Really? Ah... it's really hard!..." Hearing me say that, my wife reached out and touched

my erect penis.

"Is it? How about we do it first!..."

"No! I just got dressed! I'll give it to you when we get back! I'll do whatever you

want okay?" My wife said, her face flushed.

"Let's do it once..." I stroked her delicate body, my desire growing stronger. I whispered in her ear, "

Just pull your panties aside and let me put them in!"

"Huh? That'll get my pants dirty!" My wife insisted. "Besides, there's no time."

"No! It'll be quick."

"Oh! Ah... No... Ah!!" My wife still wanted to resist, but my hand had already reached

between her thighs. She screamed and tried to clamp my hand between her legs to stop my advance, but I had already touched her vulva and teasingly pinched

her tender labia majora.

"Come on, let me put it in!" I said, pulling my hard penis out of my pants and pressing it between

her plump buttocks.

My wife resisted for a while, perhaps thinking that she was about to have sex with another man, and that her

husband needed it but couldn't give it to her, she felt a little guilty. So she spread her legs, put her hands on the edge of the bed, and raised her buttocks high.

This position was really lewd. I thrust my penis in forcefully.

"Ah!..."

My wife cried out as I thrust into her.

I held my wife's buttocks with both hands and began thrusting rapidly. Her vagina was already very wet, with plenty of vaginal fluid.

Each thrust brought a strong stimulation to my penis. After about thirty thrusts, I

felt myself ejaculating.

"Oh! I'm going to cum!"

"No! Wait until we get back!" My wife cried out immediately, pushing herself up onto

the bed my penis slid out of her vagina.

"Okay, honey, you're so naughty... You'll leave me hanging like this again.

What am I supposed to do if you ejaculate now?"

She playfully hit me, then said shyly, "Let's go! Save your energy. You

can do whatever you want with me when we get back..."

"Okay! You said it!" I finally managed to hold back from ejaculating, grabbed

some toilet paper , and wiped my penis clean.

My wife had already gotten up from the bed, pulled her thong-style panties back into place,

and then straightened her skirt. She said, "Let's go, honey!"

I nodded and led my wife out.

I drove my Bora with my wife, and we quickly arrived at Xueyuan Road.

There are several universities here, the largest being XX University, a comprehensive college.

University students probably don't have as much academic pressure as we did back then, so you can see many students

coming and going on Xueyuan Road.

There are dozens of internet cafes of all sizes along Xueyuan Road, and every single one of them is doing brisk business.

We drove slowly, looking for Xintiandi Internet Cafe, and soon we found it.

It was a relatively large internet cafe, with many people coming and going. My wife and I sat in the car,

looking at the people passing by, but we couldn't tell who my wife would be going to have sex with.

"Shall we get out and find him?" I said to my wife as I unbuckled my seatbelt.

My wife nodded. She must have been both excited and expectant, because she unbuckled

her seatbelt. It seemed she had been eagerly anticipating finding that stranger, just waiting for my words

.

After I closed the car door, my wife took my arm, and we walked towards the internet cafe.

Perhaps it was my wife's mature womanly aura, or perhaps it was her revealing attire, but on the way to

the internet cafe, we attracted the attention of many male college students. Several of them seemed to have X-ray vision, as if they could see right

through her already scantily clad body.

Soon we were standing in front of the Xintiandi Internet Cafe.

My wife and I stood there for a while. Several male students stared at my wife for a long time. I thought

one of was the man in question, but when I tried to go up and greet him, they quickly slipped away.

After about ten minutes, no male students approached us.

"Jinglin! You wait here, I'll go in and check, okay?" I asked my wife.

"Oh! Okay, don't stay too long!" My wife noticed so many eager young men

staring at her, and now I had to leave her temporarily, so she was probably a little uneasy.

"Okay! Call me when you find him, I'll be right back!" I reassured her.

After saying that, I left my wife and went into the Xintiandi Internet Cafe. Xintiandi Internet Cafe probably had nearly 100 terminals, and

it was crowded.

I looked at each terminal one by one, deliberately walking slowly, like I was conducting an inspection, even though I had no

idea what the other person looked like, but I wanted to attract their attention.

However, after circling the internet cafe twice, apart from attracting the attention of the owner, no one else seemed

to notice me. I was worried that the owner would mistake me for someone from the Cultural Bureau or the Public Security Bureau, so I quickly slipped out of

the internet cafe.

Just as I was about to leave, I saw my wife chatting happily with a tall male student.

It seemed my wife had found him. I was about to go and greet them when suddenly a spying thought flashed through my

mind : let's see what they're talking about that made my wife forget to call me.

Thinking this, I took out my phone and pretended to answer a call, standing near the window close to them. This way, I

could see and hear them, but they would have little chance of noticing me.

My wife was facing away from the internet cafe door, which meant she was facing away from me. The guy, perhaps afraid to face

her , stood diagonally beside her, and I could see his profile.

He was a tall, strong young man, just like his online self-introduction,

even stronger and more imposing than I had imagined. He wore a t-shirt and shorts, his thick, muscular arms and thighs

a deep bronze, the bulging muscles highlighting his vigorous physique. He also had a lot of

body hair, making him extremely sexy—definitely the kind of sexual object a married woman would like. No wonder my wife forgot to

call .

I watched while straining my ears to listen to their conversation.

"Mrs. Wang, you're so beautiful!" It seemed my wife had already told the guy my last name. I hoped she

hadn't told him my first name too. I guessed they had been chatting for a while.

"Oh...you're...very handsome too..." My wife's voice was soft and strained

, broken and fragmented. I guessed she was saying the guy was handsome. Sure enough, I saw his face turn red,

so my guess was correct.

"You don't have a girlfriend...why...want to...find...online...ah..." My wife

's voice was really soft, almost impossible to hear clearly.

"I like mature women, I don't like young girls, so I don't have a girlfriend," the guy replied.

From his answer, I could guess that my wife was asking him if he had a girlfriend and why

he was looking for .

"Then...what's so good about it...isn't younger ones better?" My wife seemed to ask something else.

"My classmate said mature women are more interesting! I mean, that kind of thing is more interesting, and..."

I noticed my wife's face suddenly turn red. From their broken conversation, I guessed my wife

was asking him why he didn't look for young girls but instead looked for someone like her, and the guy replied that mature

women were more interesting, and that "interesting" meant that sex was more interesting, and that's what his classmate told him.

"Looks like college students these days really know how to enjoy themselves! They're so young and already know how fun married women are! Damn it

!

" I cursed inwardly. "And what else?!" my wife asked, and I heard her clearly.

"And it's with your husband, it's so exciting… It'll be hard to get another chance like this…"

This time

, I couldn't quite make out what he was saying! He probably didn't want to say it too loudly, but I could

totally : he thought having sex with me and my wife was exciting and pleasurable, and that such opportunities wouldn't come

often.

This guy was telling the truth! And I realized my guess was completely correct, because I saw my

wife's face turn even redder, and I also noticed that the guy's crotch seemed even more

bulging . Was his thing already erect?

My heart started racing! My eyes were glued to the guy's crotch, and I quickly

realized my judgment was absolutely right.

I saw him reach into his pants pocket, probably trying to hide his erection

to avoid being seen, but it didn't seem to work very well! I guess it was my wife's sexy outfit

, the earlier conversation, and the anticipation of the upcoming sex that had him so aroused him.

At that moment, my wife seemed to notice his erection too. I saw her glancing at

his , and their expressions were no longer as natural as before; it was clear they each had

their own thoughts.

I thought my wife must be completely flustered!

The phrase "blushing, rapid breathing, hot breath, eyes full of longing, anticipating sharing the river of love" suddenly came to mind, and it seemed my wife was definitely like that

.

But I couldn't blame her, because she's a mature woman, and it was because of me that she hadn't...

My wife had experienced the orgasm and pleasure she deserved, especially since I had aroused her before we came here. She

must have thought this way, especially since I wasn't with her; a young, muscular man was with her.

While I was lost in these thoughts, my phone rang! It startled me away from my reverie.

I looked at the caller ID; it was my wife calling. Looks like she needed me.

I gathered my thoughts and quickly walked a little further into the internet cafe to answer her call.

"Hey! Jinglin! I haven't found her yet!"

"He's already here! Come out!" My wife's voice trembled slightly.

"Okay! I'll be right there!" I hung up, secretly chuckling to myself.

I deliberately circled the internet cafe before coming out. The first thing I noticed when I saw my

wife was a woman's shyness after being loved, and a complex, timid look, like that of someone having an affair

. She was intentionally avoiding my gaze.

"Honey! He's…" My wife finished speaking and quickly lowered her head, but then quickly looked away again

. A shy blush quickly appeared on her pretty face. She had seen

the shape of the guy's erect penis when she looked down, which made her heart flutter.

I followed my wife's gaze and looked at the guy. I couldn't help but laugh.

It turned out that after the guy saw me, his erect penis quickly shrank back

to its normal, flat state.

I hope I didn't scare him into impotence! I thought to myself with mixed feelings.

The three of us were at an awkward silence for a while. I immediately pretended to be very happy and said to the guy, "Hello!"

"Hello!" the guy replied, but he didn't dare to look me in the eye.

"Oh dear! It's almost 10 o'clock. Let's find a place to get some late-night snacks!" I deliberately glanced at my watch.

The guy nodded, and the three of us walked towards my "Bora".

I got into the driver's seat first. Just as my wife was about to open the passenger door, the guy saw this and quickly and ingratiatingly

opened the back door, then looked at my wife.

Seeing this, my wife didn't refuse, glancing up at me. I figured she was in a dilemma; she probably

wanted to sit in the back with him, but was worried about me. So, considerately, I nodded, and my wife

quickly slipped into the back seat, followed by the guy.

I started the Bora and quickly drove away from the Xintiandi Internet Cafe.

The Bora slowly cruised through the bustling crowd, my thoughts wandering.

I glanced at them in the rearview mirror; my wife was sitting against the door, and the guy was right next to her.

We were almost at Xueyuan Road, only about a ten-minute drive from our place.

I mentally calculated the time and considered where to go for a late-night snack. Should we find a hotel, have a late-night snack, and then go straight

to the next step, or just find somewhere outside for a late-night snack and then go home for the "borrowing seed"? Or should we let

them talk in the car?

My mind was in turmoil: Was it appropriate to bring a strange man home? Would

my wife ? It definitely wouldn't work in the car! As I thought this, I slowly drove,

glancing again at my wife and the guy in the back seat in the rearview mirror.

I noticed my wife's face was a little red, and she seemed uncomfortable. I realized

the guy had pulled her to the middle of the back seat, and he was now pressed even closer to her than before

. Something felt off, so I discreetly adjusted the rearview mirror. Since my wife was now in

the middle, without the obstruction of the front seats, I could see her body clearly in the mirror.

My wife was wearing a sundress, her shapely, white thighs encased in sheer,

mesh stockings. The flesh-colored fabric peeking through the thin black mesh stockings looked incredibly mysterious and sexy. Having been sitting

for a while, the already short skirt had unknowingly ridden back a bit,

almost exposing her upper thighs.

I could vaguely see the crotch of my wife's thong in the rearview mirror, and my blood

rushed to my head.

I composed myself, reminding myself I was driving and couldn't be too distracted. I glanced at

the back seat again, and there was a hand on my wife's fair thigh. The hand on her round, white thigh was

jarring; its bronze color contrasted sharply with the delicate, snow-white skin of her thigh,

intensely arousing me.

"Damn it! This guy's already messing with my wife! He's so damn impatient!" I cursed inwardly.

We reached a traffic light, and it was red! I slowly brought the Bora to a stop, glancing at

the rearview mirror again. The guy's hand was already entangled around my wife's thigh, and her body

was writhing. I guessed he'd violated her upper body as well.

My mind was in turmoil. Had that guy already thoroughly groped my wife?

I was really worried that their actions would be seen by others. My anxiety made me involuntarily

glance outside the car. Thankfully, no one on either side of the Bora stopped. Suddenly, I felt like I was on guard duty.

A bitter smile flashed through my mind. A childhood ditty flashed through my head: "The master eats meat, I drink soup;

the master XX, I stand guard!"

Back then, that ditty was a joke, something I always thought was impossible. Now it had finally happened!

And it happened to me! Sigh!

The red light finally turned green. I overcame my slight frustration. So what if

a strange man touched my wife's inner thigh? Anyway, later I'd have to let him penetrate me, and

he'd ejaculate deep inside her. Thinking about all that, what was this little thing?

Besides, my wife seemed quite willing!

I know I shouldn't be thinking like this, but the current situation only allowed me to think this way, otherwise I

would faint, I really would faint!!

I started the Bora, and suddenly heard my wife breathing heavily from the back seat. I instinctively glanced at

the rearview mirror .

I saw my wife's hand loosely grasping his large hand that was inside her skirt. A small, fair hand and a

large, bronze hand were intertwined, a striking sight. My wife's full thighs were already spread wide apart.

I guessed that guy wanted to put his hand inside my wife, and she was refusing because she was worried I'd see.

But knowing my wife, I knew her refusal wouldn't last long; in fact, it only fueled

his desire, unintentionally adding to the excitement—the so-called "half-hearted resistance, half-willingness, coy refusal"!

I stared at my wife's inner thighs, and sure enough, I guessed right. "No one knows a wife better than her husband!" Indeed,

my wife's coy "half-hearted resistance, half-willingness, coy refusal" encouraged him to go further. His hand had already

reached my wife's most intimate part through her panties, his fingers finding the vulva and

rubbing it .

My wife started to writhe restlessly, whether to refuse him or to increase her pleasure!

Seeing my wife's intense reaction, he stimulated her vulva even more vigorously.

I estimated that in another half minute, his hand would definitely be inside her. Since that was the case,

I might as well just drive home! They'd already had foreplay; there was no question of a harmonious atmosphere!

Thinking this, before accelerating, I glanced at them again in the rearview mirror.

Sure enough, the guy's fingers were already restlessly inside my wife's panties, teasing her

genitals .

My wife was writhing in pain from his teasing, but she didn't seem to be resisting his touch

. I knew that if she closed her plump, white thighs, he wouldn't be able

to reach her private parts, and right now, her thighs were wide apart.

I knew she was enjoying his touch immensely, or at least finding it very stimulating.

Her writhing was entirely to accommodate his fingers, just like when we make love

at home . Under my caresses, she's seeking even greater pleasure. I guessed she

was already very wet, her plump labia majora open, clearly yearning for a thick, long

penis to penetrate her.

I know my wife too well! We've been married for six years! I understand her every move.

Suddenly, I wanted to confirm my guess, so I turned the rearview mirror back to its original position. I could clearly see

my wife 's expression.

And then! My blood rushed to my head! I was absolutely right!! My

wife's face was flushed with ecstasy, her eyes slightly closed, her small mouth slightly

open as she breathed rapidly. The straps of her sundress were caught on her arms, revealing her black, transparent

bra. Her firm breasts, already quite perky, now appeared even fuller and higher,

her nipples erect and engorged. She seemed very excited, just like

the expression on her face before climax during sex at home. I knew this expression on my wife's face all too well.

"Mmm...mmm..."

My wife was humming softly. I was absolutely certain that her humming was a result of physical stimulation

, an instinctive reaction, a physiological response, and also

the result of that guy's ingratiating kisses on her breasts.

At this moment, if I thrust into my wife's vagina a few dozen more times, she would definitely

reach a sexual climax. I really wanted to stop the car, thrust my penis deep into her vagina, and bring

her to orgasm.

Seeing this, I realized my penis was painfully hard.

It turns out watching my wife being played with by a strange man is so stimulating! I thought to myself, if

I were to see a strange man's penis inside my wife's vagina and ejaculate, I wonder how exciting that would be!

Thinking of the impending thrill, I involuntarily sped up, and soon the Bora pulled into

our residential community.

"Hmm!" I deliberately cleared my throat to remind them, "We're almost home!"

After saying that, I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that the two of them quickly separated! My wife immediately started tidying

her clothes and hair; it seemed she still didn't want to appear too promiscuous in front of me.

As the car approached our building, I slowed down, calculating

the time .

Although the car was driving slowly, we quickly arrived at our building. I glanced at them again and

saw that they had basically finished what they were doing and seemed to be waiting to get out.

So I slammed on the brakes and stopped the Bora! I said, "Jinglin, you and Ma Ke go up first! I'll

park the car in the garage and be right there!"

My wife nodded at me, looking a little embarrassed. She glanced at the guy

and then slowly walked into the stairwell.

The guy was quick-witted too. Seeing my wife walk ahead, he quickly followed, but not alongside her

. He followed behind her, probably for two reasons: first, walking alongside her was a bit

awkward ; second, following behind her allowed him to boldly and unabashedly admire her plump, round buttocks.

My wife's plump, round buttocks have always been my love and pride, and I enjoy following

behind her every time we go upstairs, fully appreciating her plump, round buttocks.

I think Ma Ke must have had the same reason, which is why he followed behind my wife.

Watching them enter the building, I started calculating the time. I estimated they'd be

home in about a minute, since we live on the third floor, it wouldn't take long.

What would be the first thing they do when they got home? I wondered as I opened the garage door.

Back in the car, I sat in the driver's seat, about to start the Bora, when a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: check

if my wife's wetness was on the back seat. So I turned on the interior light, got out, and went to

the back seat . I touched the spot where my wife had been, and sure enough, it felt a little wet. It seemed my wife had indeed been

aroused by that guy's touching.

I felt a pang of jealousy, but mostly excitement and thrill.

Back in the driver's seat, I lit a cigarette and started speculating about what my wife and that guy were doing. Had they

already undressed, or had they started foreplay? Had my wife seen that guy's

penis…?

My mind wandered, and I quickly finished the cigarette. I figured they should be home by now.

So I started the Bora and drove into the garage.

After locking the garage door, I started going upstairs! My heart was racing too. My

mind was a bit chaotic, and I quickly arrived at my front door. I stopped and listened carefully for

any sounds, but there seemed to be none, at least not the lewd noises I had imagined.

I pushed open the door and deliberately said loudly, "Jinglin! Get me a pair of slippers."

"Your slippers are in the shoe cabinet!" my wife replied, coming out of the bedroom.

"Oh..." I replied, turning to look at him. I saw the guy sitting somewhat awkwardly

on the living room sofa, his eyes fixed on the TV. When he saw me, he tried to stand up but didn't, completely

unlike his unrestrained self in the car.

I guessed it was because the living room lights were too bright, making him feel restrained. After all, he was here to play with

someone else's wife, not to give a lesson.

My wife felt the same way, completely unlike her uninhibited self in the car. After coming out of the bedroom, she didn't dare

to look the guy in the eye.

"Jinglin, pour Xiaoma a glass of water!" I had to break the ice. After instructing my wife, I

said to the young man, "Xiaoma, make yourself at home, look around!"

"Uh! Okay!" Xiaoma stood up from the sofa. Still very reserved!

"It's okay, just look around!"

"Oh! You're busy! I'll watch TV!" He seemed a little lost, after all, he was only in his early twenties.

It seemed the problem was getting complicated. How could we proceed with the sperm donation tonight like this?

Actually, there was a way to break the ice: have some alcohol. But wouldn't alcohol affect sperm

quality? That's what the books say! I really couldn't think of a better solution.

I should chat with this guy first! Maybe the atmosphere will be better. Thinking this, I went to his

side and said, "Sit down!"

I patted his shoulder, and then we both sat down on the sofa.

My wife had just brought over a glass of water, looking rather awkward. I quickly said to her,

"Jinglin! Go turn off the living room light, it's too bright, it's uncomfortable to watch TV!"

"Okay!" My wife placed the water in front of the guy, without even a polite word, and hurriedly went to

turn off the light. It seemed she also felt the light was too bright!

With a "click," the light switch went off, and the living room lights immediately dimmed, creating

a warm atmosphere. I noticed the guy's expression quickly relaxed.

Seeing this, I said to my wife, "Come on! Jinglin! You can watch TV too!"

My wife quickly came over to us, but didn't know where to sit.

"Come on! Sit here!" I stood up and let my wife sit between me and the guy.

My wife quickly sat down between us, and the scent of a mature woman soon filled the air.

I felt a surge of desire, and I figured the guy would feel even more aroused! But the guy didn't make a move.

It seemed he wouldn't do anything without some stimulation!

With that thought in mind, my hands began to move. I casually put my arm around my wife's bare, fair shoulders,

grabbed the two straps of her bra, and slowly pulled them down. My wife noticed

my actions and clearly understood my intention—to arouse that guy. So, after a slight struggle,

she let me do as I pleased.

Soon, I had pulled down the two straps, and her snow-white breasts, adorned with a sheer bra,

were fully exposed to both of us.

Then, I reached behind her back, found the bra clasp, and with a push and a pull, my wife's

bra . My wife seemed to struggle, yet also seemed to cooperate with me, shifting her body slightly, and the bra was now completely in my

hands! I could still feel the warmth of my wife's body on the bra I had just taken off, so I deliberately handed it to the guy.

"Here, please put this on the low cabinet!" I handed him my wife's bra. Actually, I

could have put it on the coffee table in front of us, but my purpose was to let him feel my wife's warmth and scent, to further

arouse him.

Sure enough, this trick worked. After taking his wife's bra, the guy seemed reluctant to let go. I

saw him sniffing the scent of the bra.

"How stupid! My wife is sitting right next to him, and he's sniffing this!" I cursed him inwardly.

After a while, the guy finally put the bra down! He turned to look at his wife, his face immediately turning red.

I knew that my wife was really stimulating him right now; I felt the same way,

admiring .

My wife's pair of plump, white, and delicate breasts were nakedly displayed before the guy and me.

Her fair and full breasts stood high on her chest,

trembling slightly with her slightly rapid breathing. The bright red nipples were as luscious as two fresh grapes, very sexy.

But the young man still didn't dare to make a move. He was clearly excited but also very hesitant. He wanted to touch

her, but didn't know how to begin. A feeling of being held back was evident in the bulge in his crotch

and the way he swallowed nervously as he

looked .

"Come on! Help me check my wife's breasts for lumps," I said,

offering a ridiculous excuse for the young man to play with my wife's breasts.

The excuse was so flimsy that I almost laughed after saying it, and my wife blushed and glared

at .

After saying that, I began to caress my wife's delicate breasts. The young man took a deep breath and then placed his hand

on my wife's breasts. Instantly, his crotch bulged even higher. He

was completely mesmerized , not knowing what he was doing, just caressing and playing with them haphazardly, like a child who had just received a

favorite toy.

My wife leaned back on the sofa, letting the four of us fondle her breasts. Soon, she became

quite aroused; her cheeks flushed, her face was slightly red, her breathing rapid and hot—a

picture of passionate lust.

"Oh…mmm…mmm…mmm," she moaned softly, as if encouraging the other

man.

He quickly mastered the techniques and discovered her sensitive spots.

My wife started writhing as the young man touched her. Then his gaze

was drawn . He bent down and lifted her skirt, revealing her shapely thighs to both of us

. He lowered his head, examining her like a gynecologist.

"Damn it!" I cursed inwardly, feeling a pang of jealousy, but quickly reasoned with him.

What man doesn't want to see a woman's private parts? I myself often part my wife's private parts

to admire them , let alone this guy seeing a woman's private parts so closely for the first time, especially since he was looking at

someone else's wife.

Then he gently parted my wife's thighs. We quickly noticed a line of white, sticky fluid hanging from

the inside , and thin strands of vaginal fluid

seeping through her thong. I noticed his hand twitch; he probably wanted to pull down her thong to see, but

he restrained himself.

It seemed he could only imagine how alluring those mysterious female parts were between her delicate thighs and below her abdomen.

I secretly chuckled to myself—actually, I wouldn't stop him from doing it now; I

actually hoped my wife would refuse him appropriately, or at least act as if she was playing hard to get. But at this moment, my

wife seemed to be immersed in the pleasure of being caressed.

Just as I was thinking this, I noticed that the guy started moving again. It seemed that the attraction of my wife's mature and sexy body

had made him unwilling to give up. He lowered his head to look again, and saw that her narrow panties tightly covered her full

vulva, and between her plump thighs, a few dark pubic hairs were visible. The skin between her full, white thighs was very

white, delicate, and elastic.

At this moment, I knew he would definitely get excited. I didn't want to spoil his fun, so I deliberately hid my face behind my wife

so he couldn't see my face, but I could clearly see his every move.

Sure enough, the guy became even more aroused. I could feel him panting heavily; I knew he

desperately wanted to pull down my wife's panties and see the depths of her vagina, the symbol of womanhood, and her delicate

labia majora and minora.

Then, I glanced at his crotch and noticed that he had somehow

pulled his penis out. He was probably feeling the urge to masturbate. I stared at his

penis and saw that he was very aroused; it was fully engorged, the glans about

the size of a duck egg, purplish-red, and seemed to be throbbing.

Suddenly, a strange thought flashed through my mind! — "If I let my wife touch his penis,

would he ejaculate immediately?"

I acted on that thought immediately! I glanced at my wife and saw that she was closed-eyed,

completely absorbed in the pleasure and excitement that the guy and I were giving her. She was oblivious to us, and the guy was focused solely on my

wife's private parts. So, I secretly reached out, took my wife's hand, and guided her soft, white

hand to the guy's crotch.

I quickly pulled my hand back, and my wife's hand naturally touched the guy's

erect penis.

The guy immediately let out an excited "Oh!..."

I pretended not to know what was happening and continued to caress and play with my wife's soft breasts, while

secretly observing her reaction. I found that she didn't seem to notice anything amiss; she didn't seem to care that she was holding

a stranger's penis and remained in a state of blissful ecstasy.

At this moment, the guy shifted his body, picked up his erect penis, and placed it in my wife's palm.

My wife seemed to instinctively grasp his erect penis, and then her eyes seemed to open slightly

. At the same time, I felt my wife's body become even hotter!

I'm certain my wife knows she's touching a stranger's penis, and

she's seen it—it's hard and thick! Her rapid breathing and burning body confirm it

.

At this moment, the guy really doesn't know what to do! My wife gently grasps his hard,

thick penis and strokes it, while teasing the smooth glans with her white thumb. I see a lot of fluid secreting from the opening of his

glans ; he's clearly incredibly excited.

"Mmm…ah…oh," he groans excitedly, stimulated by my wife.

When I look at his penis again, I'm almost shocked. It's incredibly thick, a size larger than mine,

and very long. If it were inserted into my wife's vagina, it would definitely reach places I've never been before.

His glans is now swollen larger than a duck egg, the mushroom-shaped glans forming a distinct barb, and

the veins on the shaft bulge, highlighting its astonishing vitality.

"Looks like my wife's in for a treat!" I thought to myself, secretly surprised.

Just as I was marveling at this, I noticed my wife 's delicate, white hands had moved to the young man's testicles

. Her hands were cupping his two large, heavy testicles, seemingly

proving to us that they were brimming with semen.

My wife was constantly rubbing his testicles, as if teasing him to ejaculate into her

vagina.

"Oh…oh…" The young man was already beyond excited. I thought that if I weren't

there, he would definitely have already inserted that thick penis into my wife's body.

My wife was equally excited. I was certain that if I weren't there, she would have

willingly filled her vagina with that large, thick, unfamiliar penis. My wife was enduring the torment of sexual desire

mainly because of my position as her husband, and besides, it was her first time!

Seeing my wife and the young man so aroused, I became even more excited. I

deliberately , "Do you want his penis to penetrate you?"

I used the vulgar word "penis" intentionally to further arouse her!

My wife blushed, nodded up and down, then quickly shook her head. Like a greedy child

seeing something delicious, wanting a good meal but also hoping for parental permission—a strong

contradiction .

A surge of controlled pleasure flashed through my mind, and I shifted my gaze back to the boy's genitals. At this moment, my wife's white...

Her tender little hand moved to the young man's penis and began to stroke it rapidly, seemingly trying to provoke him

into taking the initiative to rape her. It seemed my wife wanted him to take the initiative, so she could satisfy her burgeoning sexual

desire while maintaining her image in front of her husband.

The young man also seemed to be waiting for his wife's initiative, enduring the intense stimulation of her masturbation while

increasing his teasing.

I don't know if the young man spread my wife's thighs apart, or if my wife spread them apart voluntarily

; I only saw the young man's hand moving incessantly. Although I couldn't see my wife's genitals, I

could tell from his movements that his hand was definitely inside her.

I could see that my wife was enjoying the pleasure brought by the young man's fingers, but fingers were too small

to solve the fundamental problem, and the young man's finger thrusting didn't seem very precise. My wife

seemed to want to respond to the young man's finger thrusting, but she was afraid of being discovered, so her movements were not large;

she was just constantly swaying her hips.

Although she desperately wanted to moan, she seemed worried about me, so she could only suppress intermittent

"hmm...hmm...hmm" sounds.

Seeing this, I couldn't bear to let my wife suppress her feelings any longer!

"Since I'm going to let my wife sleep with a stranger sooner or later anyway, I might as well do it now!" I finally made up

my mind !

Suddenly, my phone rang with the music of "The Matador."

The rousing music of "The Matador" startled all three of us from our reverie.

My wife was startled by the sudden music, opened her tightly closed eyes, and looked at

me, seemingly a little panicked.

My wife was nothing like her usual self. Normally, she had delicate, well-proportioned features, a tall

figure , light makeup, and fair skin nurtured by the Jiangnan region—truly resembling Yang Guifei reborn. Her

black suit, with its barely concealed red lace bra, accentuated her enviable curves, showcasing the characteristics of a modern

professional woman.

But now, she was a completely different person. Her face was flushed, her breasts were exposed, her clothes were disheveled, and she

was practically naked—a complete harlot.

Suddenly, my wife realized her hand was still holding that boy's penis.

A blush , and she quickly released her hand, saying coquettishly, "Oh, how annoying…"

She glanced at his penis again, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. At the same time, she subconsciously

closed her parted, fair, and rounded thighs.

The young man's hand, still inserted between my wife's thighs, was clamped between her legs. He tried to pull it out

, but it was trapped by her tightly clenched thighs, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

"Ah...you're so annoying...ah..." my wife said coquettishly.

At this moment, my wife must have realized that her genitals were still being touched by a strange man, so she appeared very shy.

While saying coquettishly, my wife spread her tightly clenched thighs a little, allowing the young man to naturally pull

his hand out of her genitals.

"Oh..." As soon as the young man pulled his hand out, my wife let out a soft moan,

probably feeling even more empty in her genitals at this moment.

Following my wife's moan, I looked over and saw that the young man's fingers were covered with my wife's vaginal fluid,

glistening slightly in the light reflected from the television. It seemed that my wife had already released quite a bit of vaginal fluid.

Just as I was engrossed in watching, my wife noticed, her already flushed face turning even redder.

She playfully slapped me and said, "You're so annoying... what are you looking at... answer the phone

!"

Her playful antics made me quickly release my disheveled wife, pick up my phone

, and see it was a call from my boss. I told them, "I need to take this call!"

Then I went to the balcony.

It turned out my boss wanted me to remind him of an important meeting tomorrow, and he was worried about oversleeping, so he

called before going to bed to remind him.

After hanging up, I was about to return to the living room when a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

"Peeping!"

A surge of excitement welled up inside me. How thrilling it would be to spy on my wife having sex with a strange man!

And it would allow my wife to be more open with him. They hadn't continued earlier because I was there

; now the opportunity had arrived!

A perfect "win-win" situation!

Thinking this, I feigned helplessness and returned to the living room, saying to my wife, "Jinglin!

The boss wants me to rush to write some materials; they're due tomorrow at work!!"

"Ah! Then..." A hint of disappointment flashed in my wife's eyes.

I knew she probably assumed that while I was at the company, she would also send that guy away, thus

ruining tonight's passionate moment.

I was urgently considering whether to let that guy stay at home, or have him leave with me,

and then have him sneak back? I needed to choose!

If I let him stay at home, the voyeuristic feeling would lack a certain thrill, since

I had consented, and my wife would also miss out on the excitement of an affair. If I let him

leave and then have him come back to have sex with my wife, that would definitely be exciting, but there was a risk:

I worried they wouldn't continue.

It really was a case of risk and excitement being directly proportional!

Suddenly, I thought of a perfect solution.

"I'll go to the study to finish the materials first; you two stay here... and continue..." I said.

"Oh, I see..." A hint of excitement shone in my wife's eyes; I knew she was hoping

I'd leave soon.

"It's alright! I only need about two hours to finish the materials!" I deliberately gave them time.

"Then come back early! I'll go cook some late-night snacks, and we'll eat while we wait for you," my wife seemed to be

suggesting they pass the two hours with a late-night snack.

"Okay! Go cook some late-night snacks then! I'll go finish the materials!" I thought to myself, wondering how they...

"How can you eat late-night snacks like that!" After saying that, I gave the guy a knowing nod, as if to give him a heads-up, and then pretended to be

in a hurry as I went to the computer in the study.

The study was next to the kitchen, so I could basically hear everything that was happening in the kitchen. I opened the computer, found

some random information, pretended to organize it, and started calculating the time, estimating the progress between my wife and that guy. At the same time, I

strained my ears to listen to their movements.

After about ten minutes, I heard my wife's suppressed moans coming from the kitchen next door, along with

"tsk...tsk..." sounds. I thought to myself that they must have started their foreplay!

Thinking this, I took off my slippers and slipped barefoot to the kitchen door.

The kitchen door was ajar, leaving a crack, as if it was deliberately left for me to peek through. I

crouched down quietly in front of the kitchen door and looked inside.

"Ah!" The sight of spring almost made me scream.

My wife stood there with her back to me, legs wide apart. The straps of her sheer black

slip dress had been pulled down to her waist, exposing her fair shoulders and full back.

"Where's her black lace bra?" I wondered, but I quickly realized

I'd taken it off on the sofa! That's why she was

completely naked .

"Oh...no...no...don't take it off..." my wife whispered to the guy.

It seemed he wanted to strip her completely naked.

"Sure! He already agreed!" the guy replied.

My wife struggled, "No...ah...ah...no...he can't...he'll come in later..."

It seemed she still cared for me, and a pang of sadness welled up inside me. Despite the sadness, my eyes

couldn't help linger on her body.

At this moment, I saw that my wife's short skirt had been lifted up to her waist, exposing her entire lower body.

Her narrow black thong panties had been pulled down to her calves, and because her legs were spread apart,

the thong panties were stretched into a thin line.

Her round, white thighs were encased in sheer mesh stockings, and

the flesh-colored skin peeking through the thin black mesh stockings looked exceptionally mysterious and sexy. The contrast between my wife's plump buttocks and the thin black

mesh stockings was striking.

"Ah...oh...no...ah," my wife twisted her white body, seemingly struggling weakly,

but it was more like she was wantonly teasing that young man. That coy, half-hearted resistance made even me,

her husband, a voyeur, feel my blood boil. Just then, I noticed a hand on my wife's plump, white buttocks . The hand

on her round, fleshy buttocks was quite striking; its bronze color contrasted sharply with her delicate, snow-white skin, intensely stimulating me. 　　"No...don't take it off...just...like this," my wife pleaded, trying to stop him from removing the black halter- . 　　"I want to see you completely naked. Not only do you have a great figure, but your skin is also so fair and tender. Let me see," the guy persisted, even calling my wife "sister," and starting to flatter her. 　　"…………" My wife seemed to give up. It seemed the guy's flattery was working. What woman doesn't like a man admiring her? 　　Seeing that my wife no longer objected, the guy grabbed the black halter-neck dress around her waist and pulled it down. My wife obediently closed her legs, and the black halter-neck dress, along with the panties hanging on her calves, came off easily . 　　At this point, my wife was only wearing black open-crotch pantyhose, which barely covered her thighs and half of her plump buttocks, leaving her two plump, snow-white buttocks completely exposed. 　　"What a beautiful figure!..." the guy continued to flatter my wife, pulling at the black open-crotch pantyhose as he spoke. 　　"No!... This is too much trouble..." My wife noticed his intention and quickly grabbed stop him. 　　"This guy has no sense of romance. Doesn't he know that my wife looks even sexier like this?" I cursed . "But I can't blame him, because it's his first time with a woman, he probably wants my wife to be completely naked!" 　　Just as I was cursing the guy in my heart, he was already squatting behind my wife's buttocks. 　　He parted my wife's two plump, white thighs, then spread her fleshy, white buttocks, revealing her large, fleshy labia. Her entire vulva was completely exposed. I could clearly see her full, fleshy labia, which, adorned with dark pubic hair, appeared infinitely lewd. 　　Actually, I thought her black open-crotch pantyhose was even more alluring than if she weren't wearing any, adding even more mystery and temptation to her already mysterious vulva—it was practically a provocation! I secretly admired him, thinking that the guy must be incredibly excited too. 　　My wife then placed her hands on the stove, her hair cascading from her shoulders to her chest. Her two large, white breasts swayed gently with her heavy breathing. My wife was naked, exposing her fleshy, white buttocks and lewd, sexy labia to a strange man—it was incredibly stimulating. 　　"Oh…" Suddenly, my wife let out a suppressed, extremely lewd moan. 　　I looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the guy had pressed his face against my wife's plump, white buttocks. Then I saw him stick out his tongue and start licking my wife's labia. No wonder my wife was making such lewd moans . 　　The guy held my wife's buttocks with both hands, stretched out his tongue, and kept , making "tsk, tsk" sounds. My wife seemed to be cooperating with him, constantly making suppressed lewd moans of "oh...ah..." 　　This licking and sucking continued for several minutes, and my wife's buttocks began to twist faster and faster. 　　"Oh...no...I can't...take it anymore!" my wife finally spoke. 　　"What's wrong?" the guy asked quickly, stopping his licking.

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh inwardly: "What a fucking idiot! What else could it be? My wife

can't take it anymore! She needs you to fuck her! Fuck!!"

I cursed inwardly as I looked at my wife's genitals. Sure enough, it was just as I thought.

Between my wife's white, tender buttocks, a large amount of vaginal fluid was already flowing out. It seemed my wife was

truly aroused. My wife's two plump labia majora were already slightly parted, and I could clearly see

the tender flesh of her vaginal opening, which glistened with vaginal fluid.

Just as I was engrossed in watching, my wife finally began to move.

I saw my wife reach down to that guy's crotch and start groping for something. I guessed she was looking for

his penis, and soon she grabbed it through his pants.

Seeing my wife actively touching his penis, the guy became even more excited. He released

her, quickly unbuckled his belt, and pulled down his underwear along with his pants, which fell to the ground. Instantly, a thick

, long, and hard penis sprang out, its large glans already swollen and reddish-black, with bulging veins faintly

visible .

"It seems to have gotten even bigger," I thought to myself in surprise.

My wife's hands seemed to have eyes; she quickly grabbed his thick penis, her fair hands

gently rubbing the shaft, her thumb rubbing the large glans. A joyful and expectant

smile appeared on my wife's face. I guessed that my wife must have felt the hardness and heat of the guy's penis, which was why she had that

expression .

"It's definitely a good piece of junk—long, thick, hard, and erect," I couldn't help but think, feeling incredibly impressed. My wife's feeling

as held it was, of course, even stronger!

I knew my penis wasn't short, but compared to this guy's, it was in a completely different league!

No wonder my wife's expression was so expectant and lustful. She must be eager for it to penetrate her right now;

what mature young woman wouldn't want her partner's penis to be thick and long? I searched for more reasons to justify my wife's lustful

expression , a strong surge of excitement welling up inside me, though mixed with a hint of sourness.

Just then, my wife indeed began pulling the young man's penis towards her plump, white buttocks. It seemed

she really needed a forceful penetration.

The young man sensed it too; he placed his hands on my wife's waist, his body following her pull as he

leaned against her, the two pressed together.

At this moment, my wife bent her waist, sticking out her round, plump buttocks, assuming a doggy-style position, and once again brought

the thick penis to her vulva.

Although the young man had no sexual experience, in this situation, even a dog in heat

would know what to do!

Just as I expected, the moment my wife got into position, the guy pressed his body against her, holding

her round, plump, white buttocks, parting her cleft, and thrusting his thick penis towards her already wet vagina

.

"Ah..." My wife let out a completely unrestrained moan, and at the same time, somewhat panicked, instinctively

looked quickly towards the kitchen doorway.

My wife and I met eyes.

In that moment of surprise, I could feel the panic and shame in my wife's dazed eyes.

My wife instinctively lunged forward, seemingly trying to escape or break free from the stranger's penis already

inserted , but my wife was clearly not determined; it was just an unconscious action out of shame. Her

true intention was definitely not to let that thick penis leave her body.

But I knew my wife's state of mind at that moment. It was the first time she had allowed a man other than her husband to

insert his large penis into her tender vagina. The unfamiliar stimulation and the thrill of the affair would surely overcome any sense of shame, especially

since the thick, hard penis inside her was so enormous!

I remember reading an article that said women are more likely to achieve

orgasm when having sex with a third party watching. My wife's expression perfectly validated that article.

Sure enough, after discovering I was peeping, my wife

struggled . Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, and her plump, white buttocks were swaying, as if she were savoring

the shape and rhythm of the unfamiliar penis deep inside her vagina, completely pretending not to have noticed me peeping.

But I knew my wife had definitely seen it. She was only acting this way because she didn't want the penis that

brought such intense pleasure to leave her vagina. She desperately needed to enjoy the feeling of fulfillment that man gave her

, so my wife could only pretend not to have noticed me peeping.

The guy genuinely didn't notice me spying because he had his back to me, and his

attention was entirely focused on my wife's body. Even her scream was just interpreted

as a satisfied moan from her as his penis entered her vagina. So, he continued to grip

my wife's hips and thrust rapidly. "Oh…no…no…ah…oh…" My wife moaned incessantly

as his large, thick penis pounded into her. I couldn't tell if her moans indicated pleasure or pain, or if she wanted it or not. But based on my understanding of my wife, she definitely needed his vigorous thrusting. 　　Her moans spurred him to thrust even harder. I saw him almost pull his entire penis out, leaving only the large glans lodged at the entrance of my wife's vagina, before forcefully thrusting it , giving her immense pleasure. However, it seemed his large testicles weren't hitting my wife 's labia. 　　At this moment, I saw my wife twisting her fair waist, her plump, snow-white buttocks thrusting back and forth , moaning incessantly, "Ah!...I can't take it anymore...Oh..." 　　Suddenly, the guy also cried out, "Ah..." as if he had been intensely stimulated. 　　I guessed that my wife had started to use her internal energy, causing her vaginal muscles to clench and relax, giving the guy's penis an incredibly pleasurable . I knew that my wife's vaginal suction power was extremely strong. Normally, when my wife and I made love, she wouldn't use her internal energy, mainly because I couldn't withstand such stimulation and would ejaculate quickly. But when my wife reached orgasm, her vagina would automatically clench and relax. I couldn't tell what state my wife was in now.

In this situation,

watching her wanton state and listening to her moans, my thick penis was being fiercely sucked by my wife's tender vagina.

The various pleasures he experienced from sensory to tactile were getting stronger and stronger, which made him thrust faster and faster. His thick, long, and hard

penis went in and out rapidly, with vaginal fluid overflowing and flowing all over my wife's snow-white thighs.

"Damn! This kid is so fucking lucky! He got to enjoy my wife's special grip on his first time!"

I cursed inwardly, but I also felt a strong, perverse stimulation and excitement, and I was amazed by the guy

's stamina and endurance.

I guess my wife didn't expect this guy to be so capable. Before, when my wife and I talked about sex, I always thought that

virgins were just for show and not for real. Now it seems that's not necessarily true. Watching his energetic and rapid thrusting made my

wife feel incredibly comfortable all over, with waves of pleasure surging up.

The previously suppressed moans now flowed freely, and her lewd expression grew increasingly intense.

My wife was swaying her plump, snow-white buttocks with abandon, actively responding to the young man's

vigorous thrusts! Her large, delicate, snow-white breasts trembled wildly with the movement of her body. If my wife

hadn't already discovered me peeping, I think she would have already taken the initiative to ride on the young man's penis and masturbate,

as this was her favorite sexual position.

However, perhaps my peeping only amplified the sexual stimulation for my wife, just like for me. I felt

that watching my wife having sex with a strange man was more exciting and satisfying than doing it myself! That kind of excitement

could never be obtained through self-sex! I felt that my penis had never been so hard and

hot! I even felt that my penis was thicker and longer than before!

Just thinking about this, I couldn't help but take out my penis and continue to watch my wife's lewd performance while masturbating

.

My wife was being thrust into by that young man's thick, long penis, moaning incoherently, "Ah...ah...oh...um

, um, um, ah..."

Her seductive moans further aroused the young man's lust. He reached for her

breasts, grabbing her two full, round, and white breasts, and began to vigorously knead and

play with them, while simultaneously increasing the speed of his thrusts.

The sounds of flesh hitting flesh, "slap, slap, slap," along with the young man's heavy breathing and

my wife's wanton moans, created a perfect trio.

"Oh...ah...faster...faster..." My wife kept thrusting her plump, white buttocks back

, moaning incessantly, as if urging the young man on. It seemed she needed even

greater arousal, and this current position wasn't enough to satisfy her.

I knew that although that guy's penis was longer than mine, in this standing doggy style position

, a portion of it was definitely being wasted. My wife's plump, white buttocks were not only soft and plump but also very

perky. Because of her perky buttocks, his penis couldn't fully penetrate her vagina, and his large testicles weren't hitting her labia, so she was lacking stimulation. 　　My wife had once told me that she really liked the sensation of testicles hitting her labia; it was incredibly stimulating! 　　"Ah...no...oh...ah..." My wife continued to moan lasciviously, seemingly hanging in mid-air, unable to reach the peak of her sexual desire. 　　That guy was really stupid; he didn't even think to change the position. I was getting anxious for him! 　　Just then, my wife suddenly broke free, startling me so much that I quickly slipped out through the crack in the door. 　　After a while, when there was no movement, I peeked through the crack in the door again. My wife was lying on the table, her legs wide open. Seeing this, the guy didn't say a word, and thrust his huge penis inside her, all the way in. My wife let out a loud "Ah!" like a female dog in heat. 　　"Ah...fuck me harder...oh...harder, harder...ah..." My wife was completely lost in pleasure, screaming wildly, her body writhing in rhythm with the guy's thrusts. Perhaps my wife was too wanton, because after only a few minutes, the guy yelled, "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!" and then thrust hard dozens of times, ejaculating all his semen into my wife's body. I saw him thrust his hips, and he must have ejaculated for a full half minute. My wife also reached orgasm at this moment. The two of them embraced, their genitals tightly joined together, like a couple.

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