married women are ridden by everyone

Looking at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, recalling the breaths from our passionate moment, my thoughts drifted back to a few years ago.
I had just graduated when I met my current wife, Minping. She was a quiet, unassuming woman, not very tall, slender, with long hair, big eyes, slightly nearsighted, fair skin, and a good figure. During our courtship, she told me she had a boyfriend before, a classmate from university, but I didn't think much of it at the time.
After about twenty days of dating, from shopping together, watching movies, and holding hands, to kissing, touching
breasts, and rubbing her vulva, our relationship quickly progressed to the bedroom.
As a virgin, when I effortlessly thrust my burning penis into her vagina, I already
knew that this vagina had already been discovered by someone else. My vulva was so hot; having never experienced anything like it before, I
surrendered almost without any thrusting, thankfully regaining some composure after a while.
Then
I listened to her recount her beautiful experience of losing her virginity. The boy who pursued her when she first entered university was
outstanding , very tall at 1.82 meters, and quickly won her over.
Men are all the same; once they have their prey, they don't just admire it, they only find pleasure in playing with it.
After their kiss sealed their love, it was endless harassment. At the time, my wife said she was still young and wanted to
save her most precious thing for their wedding day.
Her boyfriend agreed, and my wife was particularly accommodating to him in other ways. So,
naturally, became objects for her boyfriend to play with and release his pent-up desires. My wife said that her breasts were very flat back then, and the two slightly larger
breasts she has now are all thanks to him.
Whenever he had time, her boyfriend would take her to the park or the hill behind the campus to enjoy the pleasure of pushing
an . Even now, sometimes I still suck on my wife's
little mouth and rub her clitoris with my fingers, letting her relive the pleasure of those days.
So, after one climax, my boyfriend used his ugly penis instead of his fingers to
rub and squeeze my wife's pink labia minora and clitoris until they became engorged and red, bringing her to another climax. After that, my wife's vagina became a place that penis visited
almost daily. Although it never actually penetrated, the penis brought her countless
ejaculations, and my boyfriend's semen would occasionally spray onto that sacred land that still belonged to a "virgin."
Finally, one day, a brave sperm broke through the hymen and took root. The unsuspecting girl only tore her hymen
five months later during an abortion.
Without this barrier, my boyfriend naturally became the complete owner of this territory. His thick
penis completely conquered my wife and accompanied her through four years of university. But upon graduation,
my boyfriend was assigned to another city. After more than a year of frequent, infrequent correspondence, my wife knew that
my boyfriend had changed his mind and had to find another lover. I became that lucky one.
Under my wife's tenderness and gentle persuasion, I forgave her, and she promised to forget the past.
Some time later, my wife's ex-boyfriend came to our city on a business trip and asked my wife to meet up. At that time,
we were just dating, and my wife went only after asking for my opinion. I was worried and went along too, and I saw
that man. It did make me feel a little inferior; when I shook hands with him, I felt my hands were too small. But a man
should be magnanimous, especially since it was all in the past.
The man and I both drank quite a bit. After we finished drinking, we went back to my dormitory. Everyone else had
gone home for the holidays, so I was the only one in the three-person room. I found a bunk bed and lay down. The two of them slept on two separate
bunk beds , and my wife was on the bed opposite, which didn't have a bunk bed.
I was a bit drunk and started talking nonsense. My wife came over to comfort me, but the man stood up
and said , "He's had too much to drink; he'll be fine in a bit." He then helped my wife off the bed. My wife was kneeling beside me
. When he picked her up, he supported her breasts with his left hand and her buttocks with his right, placing
her .
I saw his large hand unceremoniously grabbing my wife's right breast, and I obediently shut
my mouth. After a while, feeling the effects of the alcohol lessen, I struggled to open my eyes, only to be met with a scene that made
my blood boil.
My wife was kneeling naked on the opposite bed, her buttocks facing away from the edge. The man had one long,
hairy thigh on the bed, his right hand reaching forward to grab my wife's two swaying breasts, his left hand supporting her
constantly moving buttocks, and beneath his pubic hair, a huge penis was rhythmically thrusting in and
out of my wife's vagina.
My God! A man's penis can be that big! The distance he moved back and forth was at least 20
centimeters, and each time he pulled out the latter half, he made the pink flesh of my wife's vagina turn outwards. No wonder my wife
was so devoted to him. I remained calm; what could I do? I had no choice but to face such a formidable competitor!
Perhaps my wife was afraid I'd hear, as she kept quiet. The room was silent, but I could hear
the "plop, plop" sounds as the man inserted his penis into my wife's vagina, mixed with the "plop, plop" sounds of the
gas , pushing aside the wetness between his penis and the vaginal walls, and
the "slap! slap!" sounds of his belly hitting her raised buttocks as he thrust deeply, using a combination of shallow and deep strokes.
I could also hear the muffled groans of my wife as she desperately tried to hold back the intense pleasure
from .
Finally, with a long, muffled groan, my wife reached orgasm and, unable to withstand the force, was pushed
down by his penis. The man, perhaps displeased that his wife hadn't made any sounds of pleasure, retaliated by
reaching his large hand, which had been kneading her dark buttocks, under her lower abdomen. He
forcefully pulled her plump, dark buttocks up to facilitate the thrusting of his massive penis, pounding into her tender vagina with each stroke. When he withdrew, only half of
his glans ; when he thrust in, he went all the way in. The "slap slap" of her belly hitting her buttocks could probably be heard by anyone passing by outside the door
.
With each thrust, his wife let out soft moans, and between each withdrawal and insertion, it was clear
she was crying. Looking at the man's bronze skin, the bulging muscles on his strong back, his full, powerful
buttocks, and his hairy thighs, contrasting sharply with his thick groin, my delicate, powerless wife's dark
skin stood out starkly. It was then that I realized how fair my wife truly was.
Watching the man's muscles bulge as he exerts himself, his thick, long penis slowly withdrawing and then thrusting back into his wife's vagina
, and seeing his wife's thin back arched with sweat as he penetrates her, and then being pulled out...
Seeing the pink, tender flesh being exposed, I thought: This is what fucking is all about. Women should be fucked by men like this
. It's an honor for my girlfriend's little pussy to be fucked by a man like this.
I could see my wife's left breast swaying with her body, being
pinched . Several red marks were left on her fair breast from the man's pinching. Watching
my wife's rosy nipple shyly erect between the man's fingers, being pinched and pulled
to the other side by the man's little and ring fingers, I thought that my wife's right nipple must also be being roughly pinched and played with between the man's thumb and forefinger.
With the man's thrusting, my wife began to arch her buttocks to meet the impact of his penis, and she also made "
ah ah " moans. Perhaps she thought that I was too drunk to wake up, because even
the sound of the man's strong belly hitting her buttocks didn't wake her up.
The man maintained his initial intensity, his large penis probing his wife's reddened vagina with each thrust,
making "plop, plop" sounds. His scrotum slammed against her vulva, splashing her vaginal fluids
everywhere, running down their thighs. His wife beneath him let out pleasurable screams with each thrust.
Hearing his wife finally let out a moan of pleasure, the man skillfully changed the rhythm of his thrusts, sometimes slowing to a point
like giving an injection, watching his penis slowly part her labia majora, pulling part of her labia minora into
her vagina, until his hairy abdomen pressed against her dark, plump buttocks. Then he swayed his
hips in circles, letting his large penis churn deep inside her vagina.
Stimulated from different directions, his wife emitted various moans I had never heard before
, soft but continuous, sometimes low and gentle, sometimes melodious, like singing—very beautiful.
After a while of this, the man suddenly changed his approach,
thrusting , making her buttocks tremble in waves. His penis would only withdraw a small portion before quickly plunging
back in. I think the head of his penis was probably right at the entrance to her cervix, because my wife's previously melodious tone changed,
replaced by moans of "Ah...ah..." in sync with the man's thrusts.
Looking at the taut muscles in his buttocks, I thought he was about to ejaculate into my wife's uterus. But
after hundreds of thrusts, the man not only didn't ejaculate, but also changed to a frequency and force that neither my wife nor I could decipher,
thrusting into her wet vagina. This time, my wife's moans were even more surprising, sometimes a coquettish
groan, sometimes a sharp "Ah!", sometimes a comfortable "Mmm," sometimes a crisp "Ya!"
, sometimes gasping for breath, and sometimes a series of "Ah ah!" sounds.
I thought to myself, this man really knows how to play with women. He can make my usually quiet and gentle girlfriend more wanton than a porn
star. I was even more eager to see how he would play with my girlfriend next, this
woman who was swaying her breasts, thrusting her vagina, dripping with lustful fluids, and moaning as he fucked her with his huge cock, her head shaking and her hair disheveled.
After a while, the man withdrew his hands from under his wife's stomach and breasts, stood up
, and straightened his back. He used both hands to hold his wife's buttocks, keeping his body still, and
pushed his wife forward and pulled her towards him to complete the thrusting process. His wife cooperated by thrusting back and forth, making soft "oh oh"
sounds.
After a few moments, the man removed his hands from his wife's buttocks, letting her thrust back and forth, her vagina engulfing
his large penis. He leisurely watched
the woman beneath him, her plump vulva throbbing against his penis, enjoying the thrill of completely conquering his delicate girlfriend. He would occasionally
glance , and I quickly closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep, listening to my wife's soft moans.
The man's large hands were also busy, constantly stroking my wife's thin shoulders and back,
wiping away the fine sweat, and gently rubbing her anus with his thumb. My wife, like a pampered little bitch,
hummed and whimpered to please her master, playfully twisting her white, tender buttocks as the man's thick penis
stirred inside her vagina. The man bent down, grabbing my wife's two swaying breasts with both hands and kneading them forcefully, pulling
her nipples apart without any tenderness.
Seeing my girlfriend being played with like this, I felt a pang of sympathy. It felt like the man wasn't
having sex with my wife at all, but rather fucking her, playing with her, lewdly and abusing her. My wife could only
bend over, her ass exposed, being played with, being lewdly and abused by the tall, strong man behind her.
Watching that man fuck, lewdly and defile my
girlfriend, whom I considered noble and beautiful, like a prostitute, my heart ached. But my wife
seemed to be enjoying it. With each thrust of the man's lower body, she would let out a scream, as if telling him it
felt good.
Soon, her movements became very fast, her moans became louder, and her
movements became uncoordinated. The penis suddenly slipped out, and my wife screamed, panting
heavily, urgently saying, "Faster...faster..." her ass arching back and forth.
Seeing this, the man slapped his wife's buttocks and said, "Come on, you little slut, turn over so I can fuck you again."
With that, they both got onto the bed. The man spread his wife's legs into an "M" shape, knelt
between them , and thrust his large penis into her vagina with a "squelch
." His wife immediately let out a pleasurable moan. With each thrust, her large breasts rippled back and forth, and she let out
soft, delicate cries.
The man lowered his muscular body, pressing his face against his wife's
. She obediently turned her face to offer her sweet lips for a kiss. The man unceremoniously sucked on her tongue and
thrust his penis forcefully into her vagina. Hidden beneath the man's imposing frame, I could barely see
my girlfriend moaning with pleasure beneath him. I could only see her two small, dark legs stretched into the air. I wondered if my delicate, petite
girlfriend would be crushed by the man's powerful thrusts.
Watching his firm, powerful buttocks moving back and forth, his disheveled pubic hair, and seeing my girlfriend's dazzlingly
white buttocks exposed below, along with the glistening, lustful fluid glistening on her light brown anus, occasionally obscured by the man's ugly scrotum
, and listening to the smacking sounds of my charming girlfriend kissing the man on top of me, my penis involuntarily
hardened.
The pleasurable "mmm" sounds from my wife's nose, mingled with the sounds of her belly pounding, sounded so soft and weak.
After only a few dozen thrusts, the wife's toes, which had been dangling in mid-air, stretched forward, her two fair legs wrapped around
the man's buttocks, and her hands gripped his back tightly, clinging to him like an octopus. She let out
continuous moans of "oh oh," reaching another climax under the man's vigorous thrusting.
After her climax, the wife's limbs were spread wide, her eyes rolled back, and she remained motionless, only occasionally her legs twitching
. The man continued to thrust his large penis, relentlessly exploring the wife's tender vagina.
After dozens of such continuous thrusts, whether from frustration or overwhelming pleasure, large
tears streamed from the wife's eyes, and she let out occasional sobs. Yet, her buttocks began to sway from side to side, welcoming the man's
thrusts , and as he leaned down, she repeatedly kissed his neck.
Finally, under the man's thrusting, the wife once again reached climax with a tight, moaning cry. Amidst his wife
's half-crying, half-moaning cries, the man also let out an "ah ah" sound, thrusting his penis deep inside her, his buttocks
twitching as he began to ejaculate.
Watching my girlfriend convulse, weak and helpless, being fucked by that man's large penis, my heart was filled with
a mix . I envied that man; he
really had the skill to make a woman cry. But the thought that woman was my own girlfriend, and that I was just watching another man ride her and
fuck her, made my heart ache, and I wanted to cry too. I didn't
close my eyes , thinking that the first thing I would do tomorrow was to break up with this slut completely.
The next day, that man left, and I said to my wife, "Let's break up!" She didn't say anything.
Several months passed like this, and for some reason, we got back together, and later, in a daze, I
married her. Married life was fairly uneventful. My wife was quite docile and obedient, and I didn't
dwell on . After all, they had known each other for a while, so I figured I was the one who cheated on that man.
But recently, something else has been bothering me. Once, I was drinking with a former colleague of my wife's.
When we were a bit tipsy, he asked, "Was your wife a virgin when you married her?" I said, "Of
course." He said, "Don't be ridiculous, we're practically brothers-in-law!"
I said, "What kind of brothers-in-law?" He said, "Your wife's brother-in-law from the same vagina." I was about to get angry
when he said, "Don't rush me, let me explain."
He continued, "Before you and your wife started dating, we were in the same department. I thought she was pretty, so I
started pursuing her. She was a bit coy, but eventually agreed. In less than two weeks, I got this girl
.
She especially loved kissing, and she loved sticking her sweet little tongue into my mouth and letting me suck on it. She would swallow my
saliva . Your wife's skin was very fair, and it felt amazing to touch.
When I was with her, I loved to take her naked and caress her from head to toe ." I've touched and kissed every inch of her skin.
Every time I kissed her armpits, seeing her soft skin with three or four armpit hairs, I couldn't help but kiss it a little longer
. Her nipples would stand up at the slightest touch, especially her vulva, which had little hair and would
get wet . Sometimes when I licked her vulva, I would even taste it; it was sour.
I knew she wasn't a virgin the first time I penetrated her. She would only moan when you made her feel good, and those moans
were mesmerizing, intoxicating! But I didn't want to marry a slut
. After playing with her for about a month, I had done everything I wanted to do, so I found an excuse to break up with her.
I said, "Really?" He said, "Go back and check if your wife
has . She especially likes me fucking her from behind, so of course I noticed it easily." I was a little dizzy;
my wife really did have a mole between her anus and vulva.
He also said that when he fucked my wife from behind, he liked to insert a small finger into her anus, then thrust
his penis harder and harder until
my wife, with her buttocks sticking up high, was lying face down on the bed. Then he would turn her over so her face was facing up and kiss her lips. Usually, she would blush and stick out her small
tongue to let him suck on it, not caring that he would drool on her lips.
Occasionally, he would pinch her already erect nipples, and my wife's body would tremble a few times. Her small hands would
search down for the penis to fill her vagina, but he wouldn't rush. He would bring his penis, which had just been thrust into my wife's vagina and was still
sticky with to my wife's mouth for her to suck on. My wife would say it was dirty, but she would still shyly take his big penis
into her mouth and let him fuck her. At this time, his hands and mouth were not idle either. He would spread my wife's labia apart, lick the clitoris with
his tongue , and insert his fingers into her vagina and stir them.
He said that once he inserted four fingers into my wife's vagina at the same time. My wife was anxious, but her mouth
was full of his penis, so she could only desperately twist her buttocks to escape his clutches, and he quickly came to orgasm as well.
He said that several times my wife almost bit off his penis because of her orgasms, and sometimes she would
inexplicably urinate. At this time, my wife would be even more eager for his penis to be inserted into her. He said that as soon as his penis was inserted into
my wife's vagina, she would immediately have a second orgasm after a few thrusts.
He said that what he liked most at this time was to thrust into my wife's vagina harder and harder, slamming her from the foot of the bed
to the headboard, making her head hang in mid-air, her long hair spread out on the ground,
pressing and rubbing them hard, while his penis heavily penetrated her vagina, bringing her to orgasm again amidst her "ah ah" sounds.
He said he liked to see my wife's orgasm the most, her eyebrows and eyes scrunched up, her calves twitching spasmodically, her eyes
rolling back, her whole body red, her chest heaving and rising and falling, so pitiful and endearing, it really gave a man a sense of accomplishment.
As he spoke, the guy kept glancing at me. Seeing that I didn't react aggressively, he continued, vividly describing
the various passionate encounters he and my wife had in the movie theater, their respective offices, and the park at night,
as well as the wanton expressions of my wife moaning softly as he fucked her with his large penis.
He commented that my wife was a repressed slut, enjoying being played with but afraid of being discovered, putting on
a virtuous facade while harboring a wildly seductive nature.
Listening to this guy's drunken ramblings, imagining him bringing my wife
to orgasm in various positions, I couldn't help but calm down. I didn't say anything offensive, simply stating that I would treat it as
a story, since it was all before my wife and I met, and deceiving myself by saying that my wife had been quite well-behaved
since .
The guy, however, smiled slyly and, in his drunken state, told me something else. He said, "Do you remember in..."
"Who was the officiant at your wedding?" I said, "It was my wife's section chief." He said, "That's right
. After we broke up, your wife was very depressed at work, and her section chief took good care of her."
He said, "You know your wife's personality; she won't cry when a man holds her
. That's how your wife was half-heartedly taken by our section chief. He
told me this once when he was drunk, and he even boasted to me about how he slept with your wife."
He said, "At that time, I had just transferred from another department. My first impression of your wife was that she was
a woman, with long, jet-black hair, wearing glasses, thin, but with large breasts, fair skin
, a soft voice, and quite efficient. At the time, I didn't have any bad intentions. I felt the age
difference was too great, and she was dating you at the time, so I probably wouldn't have much of a chance.
" As
work brought you closer together, you saw each other more often. Sometimes when Kou went out to eat, you'd all go out for karaoke together ,
and she would often ask the section chief to dance. The section chief said he felt a good sensation holding your wife's small waist . Later, he heard she had broken up with you and was a little distracted at work. Because of this, the section chief specifically called your wife into his office for a talk, saying that considering her current emotional state, he would try to assign work. Your wife was quite grateful at the time. It was from then on that the section chief started paying attention to this recent college graduate. She walked with a swaying hip , and her tone was seductive when she spoke to him. He thought, "If I could have such a beauty on my back, what would that be like?" The sound of the bed must be very pleasant. From then on, the section chief started eyeing your wife. Since she was still living in a single dormitory at the time, she didn't go home for lunch and ate in the company cafeteria. She also had a bed in her office. One day at lunchtime, the section chief came to your wife's office and said he wouldn't be going home for lunch either, asking her to bring him some food. While your wife went to get the food, the section chief put aphrodisiac he had brought back from Japan on his trip abroad into your wife's water glass. This drug was packaged separately for men and women; the woman's was powder, and the man 's was granules. This was the water your wife had just poured for her meal. The section chief, unsure of the drug's effectiveness, put two packets in your... The wife's water glass. After your wife brought back the food, the section chief ate with her in her office. Near the end of the meal, your wife drank the glass of water laced with aphrodisiac. Seeing this, the section chief pretended to take stomach medicine and instead took the pill to enhance male stamina. He said he didn't want to be unresponsive when this young woman was in a state of arousal. A while later, the effects of the drug kicked in; your wife's face flushed, she complained of feeling hot, her eyes were watery , and she spoke in a sweet, coquettish voice. Her vagina probably started to wet. The section chief deliberately asked your wife to take off her sweater . At that moment, she probably didn't think much of it and actually took off her glasses and sweater . But the process of undressing... Your wife accidentally got her hair clip caught and sweetly begged the section chief for help. The section chief noticed her neck was red and thought the aphrodisiac was really strong. As he helped her take off her sweater, he removed the hair clip and set it aside, gathering her hair in his hands and complimenting her beautiful hair, his hand casually stroking her neck. Your wife said coquettishly that it itched. The section chief wondered if her vagina was itching even more. He was already thinking of embracing her and playing with her, but then thought he should wait and see what this little girl would do under the influence of the aphrodisiac. Your wife's bra was quite loose that day, revealing most of her breasts through the neckline. The section chief continued to comb her hair while observing... Observing your wife's actions, she first pulled her bra down a bit, making her breasts more prominent, her legs tightly pressed together, and occasionally shifting her hips. As the section chief combed her hair from top to bottom again, your wife leaned back in her chair, blushing, looking at him with her large, watery eyes, her lips forming a seductive shape. The section chief seized the opportunity to compliment her, saying she looked beautiful without her glasses. Your wife immediately became even more charming, coquettishly asking, "Am I beautiful?" The section chief said yes, and she said, "What's beautiful about me?" The section chief said everything was beautiful, especially her eyes and her little mouth. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, your wife became unable to control herself and said, "You're so good with words, I'll reward you every..." "Give me a kiss somewhere ." The section chief agreed and bent down, first gently kissing your wife's eyes twice. Seeing her eager little mouth, he wanted to tease her a bit more, so he also gently kissed , then straightened up. Your wife said coquettishly, "You're so naughty!" The section chief said, "How am I naughty?" Your wife finally couldn't hold back deliberately teased her, saying, "Where should I kiss you ?" Your wife said coquettishly to the section chief, "You're so naughty, of course you should kiss my little mouth." Seeing that the time was ripe, the section chief said, "Do you want me to be naughty like this?" and picked your wife up from the chair . Your wife also... She wrapped her arms around the section chief's neck. The section chief, taking advantage of the situation, locked the door, quickly placed your wife on the bed, and lay down beside her, continuing to tease her, saying, "Do you want me to kiss you again?" Your wife said yes. The section chief said, "Where should I kiss you first?" Your wife immediately offered her sexy lips . The section chief no longer held back, flipping over and pressing his lips against your wife's, his large mouth heavily kissing her moist lips, his tongue seeking the girl's delicate tongue beneath him, entwining with it relentlessly. He sucked on the girl's fragrant tongue, his hand unceremoniously slipping inside her clothes, grasping the girl's breasts he had long desired to touch. As expected of a young girl, her breasts were truly firm. Your wife, at this moment, also twisted her body tightly . He moved his hips, making comfortable "mmm" sounds through his nose. The section chief placed one of his thighs between your wife's calves, rubbing her mons pubis through her jeans. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac was already unable to control herself, arching her slender waist and twisting her hips to meet the section chief's thrusts, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. During a break in the kiss, your wife said urgently to the section chief, "I want..." The section chief teased her, asking what she wanted. Your wife said, "I want your thing." The section chief said, "What do you want?" Your wife said shyly , "I want the section chief's penis." The section chief said, "What do you want my penis for?" She said, "I want the section chief's penis to go inside me..." The section chief...

I heard that you went on a business trip to the south not long after your marriage, and you won't be back for six months. Coincidentally, your section chief and his
wife had a fight and were considering separation, so he said he'd stay at the office and wouldn't go home. A
few days after you left, one evening, your section chief came to your house. When he knocked, your wife wouldn't open the door for him . He said he needed to talk things out, but she still wouldn't open the door. He got impatient and said, "If you don't open the door, I'll loudly proclaim our relationship right here, and let all the neighbors know! " Your wife, fearing he would make a scene, opened the door and let him in. Once inside, the section chief saw that your wife had probably just showered; her hair was still wet and draped over her shoulders. She was wearing a thin camisole nightgown, and because she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples were clearly visible, her delicate curves on full display. Newlywed women are different; they exude an aura that arouses men. The section chief secretly felt smug, thinking about how he would soon enjoy this beautiful married woman's body, conquering this woman who had only been married a few days before. He was overjoyed, but outwardly remained calm. Your wife led the section chief into the living room. He noticed how clean and tidy your house was, and thought how capable this woman was. Your wife immediately told the section chief that she wanted to end their relationship, because she was now a married woman and wanted to be a good wife and mother, taking good care of her husband at home. But the section chief didn't listen at all, only focusing on watching your wife's nipples tremble with excitement. Seeing the section chief's expression, your wife regretted not changing her clothes before opening the door for him, so she said, " Wait a moment, I'll go change." She then turned and went to the bedroom. Seeing your wife's swaying, sexy hips, the section chief followed her in. Your wife raised her voice and said: "What are you doing in here?" the section chief said lewdly. "I want to see how my good daughter changes her clothes." Your wife blushed instantly, but quickly regained her composure and said, "Our relationship is over, you should leave!" She then pushed the section chief out, but he took the opportunity to pull your wife into his arms. Your wife struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from the man's strong arms. The section chief lowered his head to kiss your wife, but she turned her face away. The section chief wasn't in a hurry; one arm encircled her slender waist, pulling her towards him, while the other hand began to knead her plump buttocks. His mouth kept kissing your wife's face and neck, telling her how much he missed her. Your wife tilted her face back, trying to escape, but the section chief took the opportunity to pull her... Your wife was laid down on the bed. She cried out in surprise , but the section chief immediately kissed her, trying to pry her teeth open. Your wife, not wanting him to succeed, kept her mouth tightly shut. The section chief continued kissing her lips, his large hand caressing her slightly trembling breasts, skillfully fondling them. Your wife's struggles gradually lessened; her mental defenses were about to be overwhelmed by physical desire, yet she still kept her mouth . Feeling your wife's nipples hardening through her pajamas, the section chief thought he had aroused her. He pulled her pajamas up from the bottom, revealing her white panties. He reached under the pajamas and grasped one of her large breasts, continuing to knead it incessantly. Feeling the man's large hands relentlessly violating her, and the constant pleasure emanating from her nipples, your wife completely gave up resisting, letting the section chief's tongue pry open her teeth and swirl inside her mouth, searching for her own tongue and sucking it into his mouth. A sweet sensation traveled from her breasts, which the section chief was kneading, to her brain; your wife was ready to accept the brutal possession of this man who had brought her countless orgasms. Sensing your wife's thoughts, the section chief was overjoyed and began planning how to enjoy this beautiful night. He wanted to possess this newlywed mature woman inch by inch, letting her spend this wonderful night in a state of ecstasy and tranquility. Looking up at your wedding photo, the beautiful bride was beneath you, lying on your new wedding bed, wearing pajamas... Her neck was pulled up, her large breasts were roughly rubbed red by a man other than her husband, and her legs were spread apart, awaiting further violation. The section chief decided to completely strip this newlywed mature woman of her dignity in his presence, to make her unable to leave him , and to make her his sex slave. Having made up his mind, the section chief officially began to play with your wife. He first kissed , sucking your wife's small tongue into his mouth, making smacking sounds, and feeding your wife his saliva to make her swallow. He took off your wife's pajamas and underwear, but did not take them off himself. He turned your wife over and kissed your wife's neck and back, down to her waist, buttocks, then thighs, calves, and finally held your wife's small feet in his hands and kissed them, not missing a single toe. Then the section chief... The section chief turned your wife over and kissed her from bottom to top, making a point of licking her labia majora and minora with his tongue when he reached her genitals. Your wife giggled from the tickling, then moaned and gasped with ecstasy It took him a full forty minutes to kiss her entire body. The section chief said he hadn't missed an inch of her skin this time. By this time, your wife was aroused by the man's kisses , her body limp as if boneless. The section chief stood on the bed, looking down at your wife's dark skin, bending down to position her in the way he wanted, glancing at your wedding photos every now and then. Your wife, realizing the man's intentions, said coquettishly, "You're so naughty! You 're playing with someone else's newlywed wife naked in their home, and then you're standing on their bed looking at their wedding photos!" The section chief said, "I..." "He's going to fuck someone else's newlywed wife on his big bed until she's in ecstasy and calling me her dear husband!" Your wife said, "You're so naughty! Then hurry up and take off your clothes to fuck someone else's newlywed wife." Saying this, she knelt between the section chief's legs, unbuckled his belt, and pulled out his hard penis, kissing it a few times with her small mouth. The section chief smoothed your wife's hair back and said, "You're still as lewd as ever." Saying this, he parted your wife's lips and made her take his penis in. Watching your wife try her best to open her small mouth and suck his penis in and out, the section chief's penis became even harder . He quickly took off his clothes and stood at the foot of the bed, gesturing for your wife to stick out her ass so he could fuck her. Your wife obediently crawled over and raised her beautiful buttocks, presenting her wet vagina to the section chief. The section chief pushed his penis away from your...

The wife's pink labia rubbed against the tender flesh.
Your wife eagerly thrust her hips back, but the section chief also pulled back slightly. Your wife said, "You're so naughty!
I want…" The section chief said, "Want what?" Your wife said, "I want you to fuck me." The section chief said,
"Have you missed me lately?" Your wife said, "Yes." The section chief said, "Does your husband fuck you as well as I do?" Your wife said, "He's nowhere near as
good as you. Yours is thick, long, and lasts a long time; it makes me feel like my soul has flown
away." The section chief said, "Then I'll come and fuck you every day from now on, okay?" Your wife said, "Okay." Only then did the section chief
thrust his six-inch penis into your wife's vagina.
Your wife let out a long moan, "Oh…," comfortably receiving her lover's thick, hard penis.
Having not been fucked by the section chief's large penis for a long time, your wife was so stimulated by the feeling of fullness that she didn't know
what to do, and she stuck her big ass out even higher.
While thrusting, the section chief asked your wife, "Do you like being fucked by your husband or by me?" Your
wife said, "Of course I like being fucked by you, my adulterer." The section chief said, "You're so slutty." Your wife said, "It's all
because of you! You're on someone else's bed, fucking their wife's tender cunt, and even squeezing their
breasts, oh..."
The section chief said, "You slut, see how I deal with you!" Saying this, he used his skills to fuck your wife until she had multiple
orgasms . Thus, on your newlywed bed, listening to your wife's moans and looking at your wedding
photos, the section chief completely took your wife under his control once again.
After nearly an hour of thrusting, your wife had experienced over ten orgasms. Finally, unable to hold on any longer, she begged for mercy in a low voice.
The section chief, also nearing his climax, increased the speed of his thrusts, ejaculating his scalding semen
into your wife's vagina during another orgasm.
Afterward, he held your wife in his arms, kissing and caressing her
. The two of them snuggled into the covers like a married couple on your newlywed bed, making out intimately, and he held your wife's soft breasts in his hands. After a while, the section chief became hard again.
Although your wife said she couldn't take it anymore, the section chief still lifted her legs onto his shoulders, his large penis pounding into her until her juices flowed all over
the bed . She cried out "Dear husband," being brought to orgasm again and again. Her mind was blank; she even
forgot to resist when the section chief was ravaging her anus. All she had left was the strength to convulse.
When the section chief used all his strength to squeeze your wife's two large breasts and ejaculated into her anus
, your wife finally snapped out of the sharp pain from her breasts and symbolically thrust her buttocks a few times,
making the section chief feel even better.
Afterwards, the section chief said that your wife's breasts, buttocks, inner thighs, and back were bruised from his large hands
, but your wife seemed to enjoy it at the time, so he thought your wife had some masochistic tendencies.
The section chief said that your wife fell asleep with his penis inside her vagina that night, and the next morning he
ejaculated in your wife's mouth again.
From then on, the section chief became the ordinary master of your house, eating the delicious food your wife cooked,
fucking your wife to the point of ecstasy on your newlywed bed, manipulating other men's newlywed wives into various positions
, and enjoying the pleasure of putting green hats on your head.
He said that at that time, you would call home around 9 o'clock every day, and the section chief would always insert his penis into your wife's vagina right before you
called . While you were on the phone with your wife, he
slowly thrust his penis in and out, kneading her breasts. He watched as your wife blushed and carefully answered your greetings,
occasionally letting out a soft moan as his penis pressed against the receiver. He said it was incredibly arousing!
He said that because your job required frequent business trips, he had sex with your wife
far more often , and that she enjoyed it. He said they had countless sexual encounters
, and now your wife was willing to do anything for him, even swap her with him. Once, after bringing her to several orgasms, he even invited a friend to join in. Your wife said that no matter what, she still loved the section chief's penis
the most . Hearing
this
, I really didn't know what to say, so I just said, "Anyway, it's all in the past. My wife stays
home and is quite safe."
Unexpectedly, that guy smiled slyly again and said, "Your wife's boss is over fifty now
, and I heard he's a seasoned womanizer. I heard from others that your wife is quite valued at the company.
I wonder if her boss is taking advantage of her like a young flower. With that beer belly, how does he fuck your wife? Just imagine that old
guy riding on your beautiful wife, playing with her, his old hands freely caressing her
soft skin, kneading and playing with her big breasts, casually probing her wet little hole—I really
feel you've been wronged."
I really didn't know what else to say.
(The End)

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