Record of a Hundred Wives

The night was deep. The sky above D City shimmered with captivating starlight. A mesmerizing fragrance seemed to permeate the air. In the bedroom of a semi-detached villa in this newly developed upscale villa district on the southern outskirts of D City, the sounds of flesh colliding echoed with the woman's seductive moans.

On the soft bed, a full, snow-white body straddled my waist, moving up and down. Her rounded legs were spread on either side, her high, firm breasts bouncing like a pair of white rabbits. Her plump, fleshy buttocks throbbed like an electrified motor. Between thrusts, a thick, terrifyingly large penis was vaguely visible, covered in white, lustful fluid. With each movement of the woman's alluring buttocks, the penis was swallowed and released by her lascivious, beautiful vagina.

The woman was naked from the waist up, a transparent black gauze dress hanging down to her waist. A ring placed beneath the lamp gleamed in the daylight-like light. Her jet-black hair clung to her back as if it had just been washed, and her body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, clearly indicating that they had been engaged in a fierce battle for some time.

"Ah...ah...good husband, I can't take it anymore, it feels so good..." The woman was clearly at her climax, her plump petals making a squelching sound with each thrust of the massive member, her juices making the point where our genitals met incredibly slippery. "Ah...ah...fuck me to death...fuck me to death...ah...so big...ah...it feels so good..." The woman was incoherent with pleasure. I lay beneath the woman, my hands playing with her breasts, while my waist was busy, my penis thrusting upwards relentlessly. The beautiful woman twisted her slender waist and plump buttocks with all her might, feeling a tingling numbness in her vagina, her vaginal fluids surging forth, knowing that her fourth orgasm was about to arrive. "Husband, you rascal, I...I'm coming...ah...coming, coming!" The beautiful woman thrust a few more times, her body stiffened, her jade neck arched back, and a stream of vaginal fluid sprayed onto my penis. I was still not satisfied, so I lifted myself up and pressed the beautiful woman down beneath me, grasping her slender waist with both hands, lifting her two white and tender legs onto my shoulders, aiming at her slightly swollen and still dripping honey hole, and inserted my huge member. The woman, having ejaculated prematurely, had no strength left, and could only let me fuck her, constantly moaning softly. I pressed my chest against the woman's full and soft breasts, kissed her cherry lips and fragrant tongue with my big mouth, and my huge penis thrust into her vagina like a pile driver, each thrust penetrating deep into her flower path, hitting her tender clitoris. "Mmm...mmm..." Suddenly, the woman mustered her remaining strength, arching her plump buttocks to meet the thrusts. She felt the penis inside her growing hotter and hotter, burning her with ecstasy. Suddenly, I arched my back, released my semen, and the beautiful woman cried out, instantly reaching another climax. Her limbs wrapped around me like an octopus, and she climaxed again. This epic battle finally ended, and we fell asleep, neck and neck.

The morning sunlight pierced through the curtains. I opened my sleepy eyes, stretched, and felt incredibly refreshed. But the beauty on the bed was gone. I glanced around and saw her underwear on the bedside table, knowing she had gone to take a shower.

So I picked up my phone and checked my schedule for the day. Just then, a woman in a nightgown entered the room carrying a tray. Seeing that I was awake, she sat down on the edge of the bed, kissed me on the cheek, and smiled, "Did you sleep well?"

I hugged her tightly, pulled her onto the bed, and laughed, "How could I not sleep well with a beauty like you?" As I spoke, I slipped my hand under her nightgown and began to fondle her breasts.

"Pah! You almost killed me! Your thing is so huge, don't you know how to be gentle?" the woman

said coquettishly, her eyes brimming with desire. "I was afraid you wouldn't be happy if I was too gentle. By the way, where's your husband?" I asked.

"He went to discuss business and won't be back until the day after tomorrow. So I..." As she spoke, the woman put down the tray and collapsed into my arms, letting me knead her ample breasts.

"Oh."

I looked at the beautiful woman in my arms, inhaling her refreshing post-bath fragrance. This beauty was Jiang Jie, thirty-eight years old this year. Her son was fourteen and studying in England. Apart from a few fine lines around her eyes after removing her makeup, she had almond-shaped eyes, cherry lips, fair and tender skin, a full bust, a pert bottom, a slender waist, and long legs—a truly sexy young woman, and incredibly alluring in bed.

Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Wu Huan, and I'm 22 years old. I have a job that all men envy—a full-time husband. That is, to be a husband for women who need it. Although it might seem a bit like being a gigolo, my job is much more sophisticated. Not only do we need to be handsome, well-endowed, and skilled in bed, but we also need to be cultured and refined, fully embodying the role our clients require us to play. This Jiang Jie is my first wife and my first client.

"I've already transferred the money to your bank account. Check it in a bit. 200,000," Jiang Jie said breathlessly in my arms.

"So much? Isn't it 50,000 per time?"

"The extra is a reward for you."

"Then I'll thank you." Saying that, I rolled over and pinned the beautiful woman beneath me, lifted her nightgown, and took one of her scarlet nipples into my mouth. With one hand, I reached down to her crotch, parted her pubic hair, and teased her plump clitoris. The woman was already aroused; her two thick labia were slightly parted, and her juices flowed freely from her vulva. Her body writhed restlessly, and she cried out softly, "Husband, I have errands to run later, and I have to catch a flight this afternoon. Please, please don't do this to me anymore." Even so, her juices continued to flow. I didn't care about any of that. I rolled the woman over, pulled her high, plump buttocks towards my waist, and thrust into her crimson vulva, fucking her hard. "

Ah... please be gentle... it's so full!" The beautiful woman lay on the bed with her buttocks sticking up, her vagina completely filled, the tender flesh of her vagina being scraped until it was numb and itchy, and her juices slowly overflowed with each thrust. She could only thrust her plump buttocks back with all her might. She cried out, "Good husband, good husband, ah...ouch...it's too big...fuck me to death...mmm...oh..." With each thrust, the beautiful woman gradually reached orgasm. Holding her silky buttocks, I thrust powerfully like a charging warrior, the slapping sounds of my abdomen hitting her buttocks mingling with the squelching friction from her vagina. The strong man and the beautiful woman, locked in a fierce battle, I moved my hips in and out of her vagina with a rhythm of three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. The tender walls of her vagina repeatedly enveloped, tightened, and sucked on my burning hot dragon, while the prominent muscles of the python's head rubbed and scraped against the walls, sending waves of tingling pleasure up and down through both of their bodies.

After nearly an hour of fucking, the beautiful woman was sore and weak from my penetration, moaning, "Ah...ah...husband, I'm coming, you...you haven't ejaculated yet? Ejaculate...ejaculate in me...I want...ah!"

I lifted her upper body, grasped her two large breasts, and continued thrusting my penis vigorously. This woman's maintenance was truly remarkable; even past forty, her breasts remained firm, and her vagina was tight and wet. After a while, the woman climaxed for the third time, and I finally ejaculated deep inside her beautiful vagina.

Looking at Jiang Jie, who was lying on the bed, her body flushed, I got up and dressed. "I'm leaving now. Contact me if you need anything."

Leaving Jiang Jie's villa, I immediately drove to the city government building. My second wife was Director Fang Rong of the city's publicity department. I had just received her order, but what puzzled me was that she actually asked me to come to the city government building to see her.

I quickly took the elevator to the 10th floor, the leadership floor. Xiao Wang, the Party Secretary of the Land and Resources Bureau, was standing at the door. I greeted her with a smile, "Secretary Wang, is Director Fang here?"

"Oh, Mr. Wu, hello. Director Fang is in her office. She instructed you to go directly to her."

"Okay, thank you." I walked to the director's office door and knocked. A somewhat authoritative female voice came from inside, "Come in."

Entering the office, I saw a beautiful woman in a black business suit and gold-rimmed glasses sitting behind her desk. I closed the door behind me and smiled at her, saying, "Director Fang." Fang

Rong's face lit up when she saw me, but then immediately darkened. She said coldly, "Why are you so late? What kind of service is this!"

I wasn't surprised. I simply smiled and sat down opposite Director Fang, saying, "Something came up, I'm sorry for the delay."

Fang Rong's expression turned even colder upon hearing this. "What is it? Did your wife come looking for you again?"

A thought flashed through my mind, and I realized this woman was picking a fight with me. She was worried I hadn't had enough energy to satisfy her after just finishing. Thinking this, I walked over to Fang Rong, placed my hands on the woman's shoulders, and said softly, "Sister, don't be angry. I'll take good care of you."

"Who's your sister?" Fang Rong stood up, about to walk away, but I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms. I wrapped my arms around her soft, slender waist and kissed her deeply. At first, she struggled a little, but after a while, her body softened, offering her sweet tongue for me to savor. "You bad boy, this is the city office building. If someone sees us, I'll be in big trouble. And what did you call me?"

I sat on Fang Rong's executive chair, pulled her into my lap, and said, "Wife, you asked me to come to your office so you could have sex here, right?" As I spoke, I groped her, making her gasp and moan.

Fang Rong suppressed her desire, wrapped her arms around my neck, and said with a seductive smile, "I wanted to, I wanted to for a long time. You bastard, you took so long to come, leaving me to take care of myself here."

Fang Rong's words stirred my heart. "Take care of yourself? How?" I asked.

Fang Rong leaned close to my ear and blew a warm breath, saying, "Of course, with your hand... Oh... Where are you touching? Take it away, take it away!"

It turned out that Fang Rong had been sitting on my lap the whole time, her full, round buttocks pressing against my penis. I had already prepared myself, and one hand slipped under Fang Rong's short skirt, heading straight for the woman's honey pot.

Fang Rong was a beauty to begin with. Although she was middle-aged, she had always held an official position and lived a life of luxury. She paid attention to her appearance and was willing to spend money on herself. She maintained a very good figure, with large breasts, a slim waist, and round hips, not inferior to a woman in her late twenties. As the saying goes, "When people are well-fed and warm, they think of lust." Her husband was getting old and rarely had sex, while she herself possessed a beautiful body. Her pent-up desires had nowhere to go. Since meeting me and experiencing that ecstatic pleasure, she couldn't stop.

My fingers touched the edge of her silk panties, slowly sliding towards the center. Suddenly, I felt a warm, damp sensation on my fingertips. I touched a tuft of hair; Fang Rong was wearing open-crotch panties. I pressed them against her wet, moist petals, gently teasing her clitoris. My other hand slipped inside her blouse, pushed aside her bra, and grasped her high, smooth breasts.

Fang Rong was attacked from both sides, her heart fluttering with desire. In the office, the stimulating yet restrained pleasure overwhelmed her entire body. She gasped for breath, her balloon-like buttocks rubbing against my large penis.

Seeing this alluring woman's seductive demeanor, I couldn't wait to thrust my throbbing, hard penis into her vagina for some intense pleasure. So I made her lean over the desk, her plump buttocks raised, and ripped off her skirt. I pulled out my massive member and thrust it in.

"Ah... fuck me to death... fuck me, fuck me now!" Watching my usually aloof department head, naked from the waist down, lying on the desk like a slut being fucked by me, uttering obscene words, my penis instantly swelled. I pressed hard against Fang Rong's plump buttocks, my penis thrusting rapidly into her honeypot like a dragon plunging into the sea. Just as Fang Rong was about to climax, her phone rang. The caller ID showed it was her husband. Fang Rong turned and looked at me with a mournful expression, but I showed no sign of stopping. Fang Rong couldn't pick up the phone.

“Hello…honey, ah…I…I’m in the office, umm…no, nothing…I…I’m reviewing documents, ah…Are you downstairs? Um…I’ll be right down, no need, you don’t need to come up…ah.” After hanging up, Fang Rong slumped weakly on the table. “Baby, hurry…hurry up and fuck me, my husband is coming up, fuck me hard!

Ah…”

Ten minutes later, Fang Rong limply got up from the table and put on her short skirt. “Baby, you didn’t get your fill today. Tonight, I’ll keep you company. My husband and son aren’t home tonight, come to my place, you can do whatever you want.”

I agreed to Fang Rong’s request, said goodbye, and left the office. At the elevator, I ran into Secretary Wang again, greeted her, and got on the elevator. Suddenly, I noticed that Secretary Wang’s gaze was a little strange, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what was wrong.

[The End]

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