The Double Wolf Plan I devised for my wife

This morning, I got up early for my morning exercise. When I got back, my wife had already prepared breakfast. We sat down to eat together. My wife still had the sweetness of last night's orgasm on her face. I kept teasing and mocking her, saying things like, "Does your pussy hurt? You were so horny last night!" My wife pretended not to notice. I

had nothing to do today, and since my online friend was coming, I decided to go with my wife to the train station to pick him up and his wife.

After breakfast, we watched the news for a while and then drove off. At nine o'clock, my online friend finally came out of the train station exit. Although I had never met him in person, I had seen his photos online, and since he was from Xinjiang, he was easy to spot in a crowd. He saw me quickly too, and we shook hands and hugged.

He was about my height, and his name was Adilshan; we called him Ashan. His wife was very beautiful, with big eyes and a high nose, just like my wife. Her name was Mumeizi, which, like my wife's, contained the character for "beauty."

The four of us got into the car and drove to my father's house. At home, my mother had already prepared lunch. We chatted for a while and then ate. Ashan and Meizi both praised my mother's cooking, and we enjoyed our lunch.

In the afternoon, we took our online friends to several scenic spots in our hometown. Ashan suggested going back to my house, so we went home early.

Ashan told me he liked our house; back home, people live in the mountains and it's very unclean, but our place is clean and comfortable. In the evening, after dinner, the four of us played cards for a while. My wife took Meizi to the supermarket to buy things, while Ashan and I watched TV in the living room, chatting and drinking red wine.

Ashan is a very open person; he used to joke with me about sexual things when we chatted online. The more we talked, the more open he became. He started talking about his and his wife's sex life, telling me that his wife was very sexy in bed. I also started telling him about my wife, Jiamei. We chatted happily.

Ashan put down his wine glass, took out his laptop, opened a password-protected document, and showed it to me with a smile. I looked at it, and wow! It was nude photos of his wife! He's so open-minded! Ah Shan and I laughed as we looked, my penis already secretly hard.

Soon, my wife and Meizi returned. We turned off the computer and acted like nothing had happened, continuing to watch TV. They joined our conversation. My wife suggested singing, so we turned on the stereo and happily sang and drank. We played cards for a while, then Meizi said she was a little tired, and my wife said she was too. Ah Shan said he wanted to talk to me more tonight, so Meizi and my wife slept together, and Ah Shan and I slept together.

The Double Wolf Plan

. Ah Shan and I lay in bed, continuing our erotic conversation. He turned on the computer again and showed me photos of his wife, Meizi, in many lewd poses. Our conversation became increasingly open. Ah Shan said he had long wanted to see his wife with another man, and hearing this aroused my lust. Ah Shan had long seen through my lecherous nature, so he asked me, "Want to sleep with my wife?" I tacitly agreed, and the two perverts decided to take action... We decided to first check out the room where my wife and Meizi slept. So we tiptoed to their door, and sure enough, it wasn't locked. We opened it easily. The room was dimly lit, and we could vaguely see two people lying there, covered with blankets. My wife and Meizi both had great figures; the thin blanket accentuated their hot bodies. Meizi's breasts looked round and large.

We quietly went in, and I slowly lifted the blankets covering them. Wow! A scene that would make anyone want to commit a crime was revealed before us: the two were wearing lace pajamas, and since they had just showered, they weren't wearing underwear. The pajamas were very thin, especially my wife's, which she usually only wore to show me. How could she have imagined that Ah Shan, this pervert, would see them too?

My wife's nightgown was just a thin layer of gauze, revealing her breasts completely, and the dark pubic hair below made anyone who saw her want to have sex with her. Who would have thought that Ah Shan, this rough-and-tumble guy, would get lustful just looking at my wife's breasts and immediately grab them with his big hand. Although my wife was a deep sleeper, Ah Shan's grip was too strong, waking her up instantly. My wife slightly opened her eyes, and Ah Shan quickly darted out the door. I slipped away before she opened her eyes completely.

We sneaked into our room, completely terrified, and it took us half an hour to calm down. We both knew what would happen if my wife found out what we did and got angry. Especially me; my wife has always been against me talking about wife-swapping. I figured if she knew I let Ah Shan touch her breasts, she'd kill me. Oh, thankfully she didn't find out.

We were both too scared to do anything more, and I felt much calmer, and I also cancelled my lecherous plan. To be precise, we didn't have any specific plan. We just got a little horny and went to their room to take a look. However, I was jealous when Ah Shan touched my wife's breasts, because I didn't get to touch Meizi's big breasts. What a pity!

We slept together, both of us thinking it was over, because we thought we'd never have another chance, that we'd lost our lust. Who knew that what happened the next day would be so strange, making me re-evaluate my wife.

Meizi got sick.

The next day, everyone got up early. The four of us ate breakfast together. I observed my wife's expression because I suspected she'd discovered us in her room the night before, but she seemed perfectly normal in the morning, so I was relieved.

During the day, we drove around again, but something happened in the afternoon. Meizi suddenly said she wasn't feeling well. Ah Shan, as her husband, was very worried, so we went to the hospital immediately. Unfortunately, Meizi's appendicitis had flared up. Ah Shan was quite calm, saying he'd have Meizi's surgery there. It's easy to imagine that Ah Shan and Meizi would be staying at my house for at least half a month, until Meizi recovered!

Soon, we decided to arrange the surgery for Meizi. We found a doctor, and through a local acquaintance, I secured a private room for her. The surgery was scheduled for tomorrow, but the doctor instructed that Meizi would need to be hospitalized for observation tonight. Meizi looked distressed, repeatedly apologizing for the trouble we had caused, and Ashan also seemed very apologetic. As friends, we didn't mind at all.

That evening, the hospital arranged everything, and the doctor told Meizi to rest early. Ashan insisted on staying with her, but Meizi was understanding and genuinely needed rest, so Ashan went home with us, leaving Meizi alone in the room. Besides, the hospital wasn't far from our home, and the surgery was tomorrow, so we went home without worry.

Once home, the straightforward Xinjiang man finally showed his unease, constantly asking questions. My wife and I could both see how concerned he was about Meizi. I whispered to my wife, "Let's find a way to cheer him up and stop him from being so down." My wife, quick-witted as ever, suggested I drink with him to cheer him up, and maybe play some cards to lift his spirits.

She took two bottles of red wine from the refrigerator, but Ah Shan remained melancholy. We continued drinking, and when we hadn't drunk much, she brought out the cards. To perk him up, I suggested the loser drink as a penalty, and everyone agreed. I started playing seriously, and Ah Shan finally forgot his sadness and became cheerful. I secretly winked at my wife, praising her for doing a good job, and she smiled smugly. Speaking of cards,

my wife was really good; she didn't lose a dozen rounds in a row. Ah Shan and I both drank quite a bit of red wine as penalties, but thankfully it was low in alcohol, so we didn't get drunk. I decided to seriously beat my wife in one round and put an end to her arrogance. Sure enough

, Ah Shan and I defeated her this time. She, who never drinks, faced a glass of red wine; although the alcohol content wasn't high, it was enough to put her in a difficult position. My wife wanted to stay home, and I agreed, but Ah Shan disagreed. Finally, my wife couldn't resist the persuasion and picked up her wine glass, downing the red wine in one gulp. Ah Shan and I both applauded her.

I don't know if it was dizziness or the red wine, but my wife lost three games in a row and drank three glasses of wine. When I noticed her, her face was flushed, a red that was almost heartbreaking, but it felt a little different from the red of someone who was drunk. My wife started talking nonsense, and she started playing cards haphazardly. She accidentally put her hand on Ah Shan's thigh, patted his thigh and called my name, then realized her mistake and laughed out loud. I knew my wife was drunk.

As the saying goes, "in vino veritas," and after getting drunk, my wife started saying swear words and words containing the word "vagina" that she rarely used. It was summer, and my wife was wearing a dress with a low neckline. She often smiled and bent over, revealing most of her snow-white breasts. Ah Shan was also lecherous, staring intently at my wife's breasts, and kept praising my wife's beauty, to which my wife would just chuckle.

When I observed my wife's face again, I finally realized why her face looked different from the usual flushed face of someone drunk. Her flush was more like the sultry red of someone having sex. Alcohol can enhance the mood and arouse sexual desire. My wife, usually so provocative in bed, was completely uninhibited at this moment, her face practically screaming lust. I knew she was already overflowing with arousal.

My wife tried to control her words and desire; she was somewhat sober and suggested we stop. I guess she understood that her mind was in turmoil. She suggested we go to sleep, and while hugging my neck, she said she wanted me to sleep with her that night. Ah Shan smiled and tactfully went back to his room. I followed my wife into our room. As soon as we

entered, my wife impatiently closed the door, took off her skirt, and without even taking off her underwear, started pulling down my pants, saying, "You're so annoying, the alcohol made me so drunk, we didn't do anything last night, tonight I want..." Soon, my wife had me completely naked and put my large penis in her mouth, licking it. "Slut, absolutely a slut!" I picked up my wife, pushed her onto the bed, and ripped off her bra and sexy panties. She lay there like a bitch, kneeling down. I made her kneel, then went behind her, grabbed her ass, and thrust into her already overflowing cunt. My wife didn't care that someone was home; she was screaming loudly. I knew Ah Shan had heard, but I never expected him to dare come into our room.

I re-evaluated my wife

. Because the door wasn't locked, Ah Shan opened it. Hearing the sound, I immediately turned to look at him. Although Ah Shan had touched my wife's breasts with my permission last night, I hadn't agreed to him coming in today, so I was still surprised. What surprised me even more was that my wife, screaming wildly, started wriggling her ass when I stopped, repeatedly stroking my penis with her cunt, continuing to scream ecstatically. She had no idea someone had come in; she was definitely drunk.

Ah Shan approached us, leering as he watched me fuck my wife. I kept giving Ah Shan signals, implying, "What if my wife finds out?" Ah Shan answered me with an expression: "It's nothing." My wife was still moaning wildly. I knew my slutty wife was out of her mind at this point, so I grabbed her ass and fucked her hard. Slowly, I smiled at Ah Shan too. I noticed that Ah Shan's penis was already pressing against his jeans.

The fact that someone else was seeing my wife's naked body only excited me more. My wife was kneeling on the bed, her head lowered, her two large, snow-white breasts swaying back and forth with the rhythm of sex. Her perfect figure was fully exposed in front of Ah Shan. I had a feeling that tonight, my wife's vagina would no longer belong to me alone.

Overcome by lust, I gestured for Ah Shan to take off his clothes. Without saying a word, Ah Shan stripped naked. Ah Shan's penis was no less impressive than mine, and it looked very dark. His pubic hair was quite extensive, extending all the way to his chest. His big penis was erect, and he was stroking it with his hand. It was clear that he had been impatient with my wife for a long time. My

slutty wife was moaning wildly as I fucked her, completely unaware that there was someone else beside her. I thrust my hips forward, my penis leaving my wife's cunt, her juices already soaking my penis and the sheets. My wife lay on the bed, moaning wantonly, "Husband, turn me over and fuck me again, okay?" I didn't speak, but gestured to Ashan, telling him: You can fuck my wife now.

I got off the bed and sat on the sofa beside it. Ashan slipped onto the bed, his lust raging, he had been drooling over my wife for a long time. Faced with the opportunity I gave him, Ashan couldn't wait, and for a moment he didn't know how to enjoy this beauty.

He turned my wife over, her two snow-white thighs spread wide, her entire cunt exposed to Ashan, her mouth still saying, "Fuck me, husband, fuck me..." She had no idea that her husband had already betrayed her, and in front of her wanton cunt was a Xinjiang man—Ashan. Ashan couldn't

take it anymore, he held his big penis and rubbed it against the entrance of my wife's cunt a few times before thrusting it in. My wife was so wet, so Ashan didn't have much effort to insert his penis all the way in. Ah Shan was very rough, relentlessly fucking his wife's cunt, but this bastard actually shouted, "Sister-in-law, your cunt feels so good!" His wife was only half-drunk, not completely intoxicated. Hearing this, she suddenly opened her eyes and realized the huge penis inside her cunt belonged to Ah Shan. Instinctively, she screamed, "Ah!" Then, filled with fear, she began to struggle. But Ah Shan was completely on top of her, and with her legs spread so wide, there was no way to escape.

His wife tensed, became uneasy, and panicked. She completely lost her usual seductive state, and the lustful fluid in her cunt quickly dried. She knew she had been raped, but she had no idea that there was someone sitting in the dim light—her husband.

His wife cried, "Please, please let me go, no… I'll do anything you want, please let me go!" Seeing his wife like this, I felt a pang of pity and wanted to step forward to stop Ah Shan, but if I did, his wife would know I had instigated him. My mind was a mess.

Ah Shan continued thrusting into his wife's already dry, wet vagina, her voice filled with pain. I knew it was painful to be penetrated in a dry vagina, but Ah Shan completely ignored her feelings and continued thrusting.

His wife begged him to stop, but she couldn't escape. She started hitting his face with her hands. Enraged, Ah Shan slammed his penis against her vagina and held her hands down. She cried out, "It hurts!" Ah Shan began licking her armpits, neck, and ears. Her tears were almost all gone, but he continued thrusting.

Gradually, she stopped resisting, her mouth tightly shut, her expression filled with pain and resentment. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of his penis and her vagina colliding. Ah Shan's movements softened, and he slowly savored the feeling of each thrust.

I knew my wife's body was slowly starting to spiral out of control. Despite her naturally wanton nature, she tried to keep her lips tightly shut; I knew she was trying to suppress her cries, but her heavy breathing betrayed her. Her breathing grew heavier, and finally, her lips parted, and she cried out, "Ah…!" But her head was still shaking frantically, her hair disheveled, her body twisting and resisting, her hands still struggling.

"No… ah… my husband will see, it's not good, please, Ah Shan, stop… ah…" At this point, her voice had become soft and sweet, and I could hear the wet, squelching sounds of her genitals rubbing together. I knew my wife was starting to secrete fluids again. My

wanton wife .

"Ah...no...um...please...ah...please...um...ah...um..." Slowly, her voice changed from pleading to a slightly embarrassed moan: "Ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...please...stop...ah...ah...um...um...um..." Ah Shan also insulted his wife: "Slutty sister-in-law, scream if you want to, scream it out loud! Hmm? Scream! Tell me, is it good? Do you like big dicks?" "Get out! Get out! Please, get off...please, don't fuck me anymore, please, please, ah..." Ah Shan fucked his wife dozens more times before finally stopping. He lay on the bed and ordered his wife to ride on top of him. His wife was still shouting "no," but Ah Shan forced her onto him. His wife's snow-white legs were spread wide, her pubic hair was already messed up from being fucked, her eyes were a little red from crying, but her face was still so rosy and lewd, and her tired wife's hair was very messy.

Ah Shan positioned his large penis against his wife's cunt. His wife, who had been constantly being penetrated, hadn't noticed that Ah Shan had a penis even larger than his own, and it was dark, looking both frightening and alluring. Already dripping with lustful fluids, his wife offered little resistance, simply staring at the massive cock.

Seeing her motionless, Ah Shan grabbed her waist and pressed down hard, completely uniting her cunt and his penis once more. This action pushed his penis deep inside her cunt, clearly visibly bulging her lower abdomen; the glans was likely reaching her cervix.

His wife let out a painful cry: "Ah..." One, two, three, four, five... Ah Shan thrust rhythmically. His wife, half-squatting on Ah Shan, lowered her head in embarrassment, her waist bent, hands on the bed, her hair obscuring her wanton face.

I knew this was the action my wife couldn't stand the most. Sure enough, her inner lust was being aroused little by little. "Ah... um... ah... um... ah... um... ah... um... ah..." Her soft resistance completely disappeared, replaced by shy moans.

Ashan continued thrusting his lower body, mockingly asking his slutty wife, "Sister-in-law, is it good?" My wife wanted to say yes, but couldn't bring herself to say it, continuing to moan, "Oh... ah... um... oh... ah... ah..." Her snow-white breasts bounced up and down, her nipples swollen. Her hands, unsure of what to do, began to grab at Ashan's chest, her lower body forming an M shape before him.

Slowly, my wife's body began to respond to Ashan's movements, and Ashan's waist gradually slowed. My wife became more proactive, skillfully twisting up and down on Ashan's body. Ashan completely stopped moving; it was now entirely my wife twisting, using her vagina to manipulate Ashan's penis.

Ah Shan watched his wife move her buttocks against him, his hands kneading her two snow-white breasts while he hurled insults at her: "Bitch, is it good? You slut, you whore, you whore, tell me, is it good?" His wife didn't answer, continuing to manipulate Ah Shan's penis with her vagina. All that could be heard were her moans and the sounds of her vagina rubbing against Ah Shan's lower abdomen.

Slowly, his wife raised her head, revealing her face. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were a little dry. Whether she was awakened by the act or simply looked up unintentionally, his wife finally noticed him sitting on the sofa. Seeing him, she was terrified, her face filled with fear and panic. She hurriedly said, "Husband, I...husband...it's not what you think, I..." His nervous wife didn't know what to say, awkwardly facing him. But, her lust was running high, and her nature was inherently wanton; she was still moving her hips, swallowing and spitting out Ah Shan's large penis, and she was still moaning sweetly, "Husband... I... Oh... Ah... Husband... Please... Don't blame me... Please... Make Ah Shan stop..." "Make Ah Shan stop? You slut, I clearly saw you raping Ah Shan!" I shouted, pretending to be angry, "You slut, who's moving now, Ah Shan or you? Who are you telling to stop?" My wife was already burning with lust from Ah Shan's fucking, and she couldn't stop her waist at all, still moaning, "Husband... I was wrong... Hmm... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah ah... Ah... Hmm hmm..." The penis was pounding against my wife's cunt, and my wife raised her head high, her waist moving up and down desperately, not caring about anything else. This is a woman, a thirsty woman, as long as it can make her feel good, she won't stop even if it costs her her life.

Ah Shan regained his strength and felt his wife's pussy getting tighter and tighter. He held his wife's waist again, and I stood by the bed, admiring his wife's lewd expression. His wife looked at me seductively and pitifully, and I smiled lewdly at her.

Ah Shan began to thrust into

his wife's pussy violently again

,

the frequency so fast that all I could hear was his wife uttering a series of "Ah ...

"It feels so good... Husband, Brother Shan, fuck me with your big cock... Ah... It feels so good, I'm going to heaven... Ah... It feels so good... So good, so good... I'm a bitch, I'm a slut, I'm a whore, I want a big cock to fuck my cunt, I'm going to orgasm!" Seeing my wife like this, I stood next to her, held her head, and put my big cock in her mouth. My wife held my thigh with one hand and sucked my big cock wildly.

Shan thrust faster and faster, seemingly about to ejaculate. At this moment, my wife's eyebrows furrowed, and I knew she was about to orgasm, so I took my cock out of her mouth and admired her orgasm.

"Ah... um... um... um... um... um ah... ah... I really can't take it anymore, Brother Shan's big cock... um... It feels so good for this slutty sister-in-law... Ah... I'm coming, I'm coming, ah..." With a long moan, my wife collapsed on the bed. My wife orgasmed, in front of her husband, by a net friend she had only known for a short time, and she was still moaning softly. Ah Shan ejaculated during his wife's orgasm, shooting a large amount of semen into her vagina. The semen flowed down her thighs and out of her vagina.

Ah Shan had told me that he had undergone a tubal ligation, so he didn't need to worry about his wife getting pregnant. At this moment, his wife was enjoying the pleasure of her orgasm, lying there with a slight smile on her face. I admired his wife's blissful expression. When she saw me looking at her, she shyly nestled into my arms like a little bird, saying sweetly, "Honey, I'm sorry." I didn't say anything, just stroked her head.

Ah Shan, completely satisfied, grabbed his wife again and made her bend over to give him oral sex, putting his limp penis entirely into her mouth. His wife looked at me as she sucked on Ah Shan's softened penis. Gradually, she stopped looking at me and began licking the penis that had just brought her to orgasm.

Facing the dark, protruding southern border, my wife couldn't resist, licking it with ecstasy; Ah Shan's hands were kneading my wife's large breasts, his penis slowly hardening again. I lay down next to Ah Shan, my two large penises erect in front of my wife, who immediately began licking my cock, both penises relentlessly thrusting into her lewd mouth.

This slut, just looking at her aroused me. I knelt behind my wife's ass, thrusting my large penis forward, facing her slutty cunt dripping with lust, holding her plump buttocks, and thrusting my large penis into her cunt in one go. My wife lay there like a bitch, her mouth filled with Ah Shan's penis, her cunt being fucked from behind.

The slut's mouth was filled to the brim with my penis, her moans turning into "Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...", and I could see her saliva dripping down Ah Shan's penis, but she refused to spit it out.

I thrust into my wife's cunt and asked her, "Slut, which cock feels better to you, mine or Ah Shan's?" My wife quickly replied, "My husband's cock feels the best!" Ah Shan teased her, lightly slapping her face and saying, "Slut, why didn't you say that when you were making me feel good? If mine doesn't feel good, then I won't fuck you!" My wife immediately said, "Brother Ah Shan, yours feels better, your cock feels better than my husband's!" I slapped my wife's ass hard, and she quickly said again, "No, my husband's cock feels better!" My wife was being manipulated by Ah Shan and me like a widow who hadn't enjoyed a big cock in years, unwilling to let either of our cocks leave her body for even a moment. We had my wife turn around so Ah Shan could penetrate her, and she started licking my penis again. It was clear that my wife still preferred my penis more; after all, it was her husband, and my wife loved me very much.

We did it many times that night, and my wife had countless orgasms until 3 a.m. before we finally let her go. Ah Shan ejaculated three times, then ran out of energy, and I ejaculated four times. We ejaculated on my wife's face and inside her vagina. My wife's mouth and vagina were constantly being fucked by two big cocks all night.

When we went to sleep, I wanted my wife to lie on top of Ah Shan, and Ah Shan didn't hesitate to put his cock inside her vagina. My wife turned over, resting her head on my stomach, with my cock in her mouth, and we fell asleep like that.

I truly witnessed my wife's lewdness; she's a real slut. However, after Ah Shan slept with my wife, he fucked her whenever he wanted for the next two weeks, treating me like family. After Meizi's surgery was completed, she and Ah Shan were leaving. We were reluctant to part, and Ah Shan was especially reluctant to part with me, his fellow pervert, and his beautiful wife. When my wife saw Ah Shan off, they had sex in the station toilet. When she came out, her hair was still a little messy; it was obvious she had just been fucked.

Ah Shan left, and my wife and I got on the train and went home.

On the bus, I noticed my wife wasn't wearing any underwear under her skirt. After asking her, I learned that Ah Shan had taken her underwear while we were having sex in the restroom. Watching Ah Shan's semen flow down my wife's thighs and out of her vagina, I felt a mix of jealousy and excitement.

My wife still said sweetly, "Honey, don't let anyone else fuck my pussy in the future, okay? You're so naughty!" I laughed and gave my wife's pussy a hard squeeze. I knew this was just the beginning!

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