My wife was raped by a black foreigner.

I'm from Shijiazhuang, and my wife, Meizhi, is from the South. She's tall and slender, with fair and smooth skin, large breasts, and a beautiful vagina. It feels so good to fuck her! We've been married for over ten years, and I often have sex with her, but because I'm not strong enough, she says she's never had an orgasm and often calls me useless.
A few years ago, I became addicted to the internet, frequently watching pornographic movies and reading novels. Gradually, I watched many group sex videos and read novels about wives being fucked by other men, and I slowly found it very exciting. I started wanting other men to have sex with my wife. But who should I ask? My wife definitely wouldn't ask a man to have sex with her.
So I searched online and soon met a netizen named Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang is the director of a hospital, a top executive in his unit, 39 years old, 1.75 meters tall, with fair skin, and a bit overweight—maybe because he lives a very comfortable life. Once, I saw his penis, and it was incredibly thick and long. Compared to hers, mine is short and thin. It's really my fault for not letting my wife experience sexual pleasure all these years.
About a year ago, my wife let Wang Qiang have sex with her once. She truly experienced the pleasure of intercourse that time, but it was only because of the stimulation of watching a video that she was able to get him to do it. Later, when we made love, I often mentioned Wang Qiang. My wife felt both shy and fond of him, missing him terribly. However, Wang Qiang had gone to Beijing to do business, and she said they were too familiar with each other, so she felt a little embarrassed. My wife also felt somewhat embarrassed, as if she had wronged me, and tried to endure it as much as possible, though of course she missed him very much. Perhaps all women have a wanton side, but they all consider social morality. (The following lines
are a separate, unrelated passage): "Lust is inherently colorless, emptiness is not emptiness, silence and speech are inherently the same, why bother talking about dreams in dreams."
My wife is a nurse at a large hospital, and her work is very busy. I was really unhappy at work, so at the beginning of last year I quit my job and went to work for an American company's office in Shijiazhuang, China. Now I'm the deputy general manager, finally achieving some success. Why was I able to achieve success so quickly? Many of my peers envy me for this position. But who knows what we paid for it?
A year ago, shortly after I joined the company, a Black general manager was transferred from the US headquarters to oversee the China business. I was assigned to work as his assistant. Thanks to their efforts over the past year, the company's performance has significantly improved. I've also become familiar with the general manager.
One day, I returned home humming a tune and saw my wife preparing dinner in the kitchen. She was wearing a light green floral tank top and an apron, her long, white legs mostly exposed, leading up to her full hips. I went over and hugged her from behind, my hands caressing her breasts. I gave her a passionate kiss on the neck and said, "Meizhi, there was a meeting at the company today. Our general manager said he's planning to promote a vice general manager, and I'm the most likely candidate. If I become vice general manager, I can go abroad for further studies, and maybe even be transferred to the US headquarters!
" "Really?" Meizhi jumped up excitedly. "Then your wish to go abroad has a chance to come true! I want to go with you, cook for you, serve you there, and also see the world." Seeing Meizhi's excitement, I felt inexplicably excited too, and I slipped my hand inside her clothes. Meizhi's breasts were large and full; at 1.68 meters tall, she had a 36D bust. Meizhi quickly accepted my message and responded with even more passion. I picked her up with a gusto, though it was difficult because I'm short. I carried her into the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and slipped my hand under her skirt to remove her panties. I was captivated by my beautiful wife; her pubic hair was barely visible, and two pinkish-red labia were visible between her slightly parted slits, glistening with moisture.
She skillfully guided my penis directly into her. I felt like a wild horse galloping across a lush, warm, and humid prairie, while she, like a well-trained horse trainer, relentlessly stimulated me, holding me close and letting me release my excess energy freely. Soon, after I had satisfied myself, Meizhi lay panting on my chest, looking at me with expectant eyes. I knew she hadn't been satisfied again; since being with Qiang, I had been even less able to satisfy her.
Undeniably, Meizhi's desires had been awakened. I could find physical satisfaction with her, but not the sense of spiritual conquest. Of course, she wasn't satisfied; perhaps the pleasure from her time with Qiang Ge was too intense. Looking at her alluring face, I found Meizhi incredibly beautiful and radiant, without the sallow complexion often associated with a 37-year-old woman—truly a flower in full bloom. So I said to her, "Wife, I'm sorry."
Meizhi gave me a kiss and said, "It's nothing, I'm so happy. Marrying you is my blessing. You're my first man, no one else can compare. Just having you by my side is enough for me; I don't want anything else." Hearing Meizhi's words, I knew she was comforting me. I hugged her tightly, touching her vulva, probing her clitoris. She became increasingly sensitive, and soon she climaxed.
One evening, I invited General Manager Jack to a bar for drinks. After three drinks, the performance on stage ended. At this moment, Jack said, "Brilliant, what do you think are the standards for a beautiful woman?" Without thinking, I replied, "Of course, it's good looks and a good figure." Jack shook his head and said, "You've only mentioned one aspect. There are two more. First, she needs good skin, like a freshly peeled egg, white with a rosy glow. Second, she needs the aura of a beautiful woman, the charm of a mature woman that makes people unable to resist.
Only women who possess these two qualities deserve to be called beautiful." I smiled and said, "There aren't many women like that in the world, are there?" Jack said, "There are a few, but I've found one." "Who is it?" I asked curiously. Jack replied, "That's our boss's daughter, and also my wife." "Then why didn't you bring her?" "Sigh," Jack sighed, "I guess she's having a good time somewhere now."
Hearing this, I felt a little sorry for him and said, "Don't be sad, there are plenty of fish in the sea." But Jack laughed loudly and said, "You Easterners are like that, thinking these things are a big deal. But in our Western eyes, these things don't matter much. She has her own way of life. As long as she loves you, she'll come back to you. It really doesn't matter." Although I found it hard to accept, I knew Americans were known for their sexual openness, so I wasn't too surprised. I thought, haven't I done that too? If I could really do that, maybe my wife could enjoy sex with someone else and enjoy love with me. I thought of
Wang Qiang again, that time when he made my wife lose her mind during sex. Wang Qiang's penis was a whole size bigger than mine. Don't underestimate that size; it looks and feels completely different. Foreigners' penises look so big on video; I wonder if this black man's is big too.
We drank until eleven o'clock, and Jack said he'd take me home. When the car arrived downstairs, I hospitably asked him if he wanted to come up for a while. Jack readily agreed. Just as I opened the door, Meizhi came out of the bedroom. She was only wearing a loose nightgown and underwear; the nightgown was quite sheer and only covered her upper thighs. Seeing me return, she greeted me, saying, "Honey, you're back! So late today."
Clearly, the clothes couldn't conceal her feminine curves; her long, white legs were unmistakably exposed beneath the nightgown, and her breasts, unbraced, were even more prominent and alluring. Under the light, she looked incredibly beautiful and sexy. But when she reached the door, she noticed someone else there, and her face flushed red. She immediately turned and went back to her room to change, emerging in a light red dress, which was also quite sexy. After I introduced Jack to her, Meizhi immediately served tea with utmost respect.
Jack sat for a long time, his eyes constantly darting around Meizhi. Seeing his lecherous look, I felt a mix of jealousy and excitement. Jack chatted aimlessly with me, and the conversation gradually drifted to sex. My wife probably felt it wasn't appropriate to listen, so she went to another room. Jack said, "Your wife, Meizhi, is so beautiful and sexy. I've found that Eastern beauties are many times sexier than my wife."
I knew he was definitely interested in my wife. Because she was wearing shorts, I noticed a bulge in his shorts, and judging from the bulge, his penis was definitely not small. He didn't leave until after midnight. As he left, he asked, "Where's Meizhi?" We went to the door of another room. The door was open, and my wife was already asleep on the bed. Her nightgown had slipped down to her buttocks, revealing her underwear and plump buttocks. The narrow thong between her buttocks was so tempting. I glanced at Jack, and his eyes became even more lecherous.
He left reluctantly.
A few days later, Jack called me into his office at work and said, "Today, the company held a meeting to submit a list of candidates for vice president to head office. I'm considering promoting you, but your qualifications and experience aren't enough. So, I'm going to assign you several major clients, and with my recommendation, I think it should be fine." I was so happy I almost jumped out of my seat and quickly thanked him. Then Jack said, "Don't be so happy yet. I have a small request. I wonder if you can grant it?"
I immediately said, "I'll definitely grant it if it's within my ability."
Jack glared at me and said, "You can do it? Can you promise it?"
I said, "Go ahead, as long as it's within my ability."
Jack lowered his voice and said, "I want to sleep with your Meizhi."
He was too direct. Are all foreigners this direct? Maybe he's a lecherous foreigner.
Hearing Jack's unreasonable request, I didn't answer immediately. Seeing that I didn't answer, Jack said, "Today is Thursday. You must give me an answer this week, otherwise, pretend I didn't say anything today." I looked at his dark face and big mouth. By Chinese aesthetic standards, Black people are considered less attractive. Could Meizhi accept a complete foreigner?
After work, I didn't go straight home but went to a bar to drink alone. I needed to think about this. Although Meizhi had been with other men, she was a traditional woman; she wasn't promiscuous. I didn't know why Jack asked such a question, but thinking about it carefully, Meizhi seemed to perfectly fit Jack's standards of beauty. A typical oval face, possessing the beauty of a classical Chinese woman; a beautiful figure that accentuated her curves no matter what she wore; the Jiangnan region's environment nurtured her flawless white skin; and her innate temperament gave her an alluring charm. At thirty-seven, she was a bit plump, but even more attractive.
I could accept such a request. Thinking about my wife being with a Black man, I'd already considered it; once such a stimulating thought arose, the desire only intensified. But I didn't know if Meizhi would accept it. After all, the last time it was with a Chinese man, someone my wife admired. But if she didn't accept, she would lose this opportunity to study abroad. I didn't go home until closing time. I'd discuss it with her when I got home.
The next day, when I woke up, I saw Meizhi sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me. I noticed her red and swollen eyes and asked, "What happened?" Meizhi shook her head and said, "Nothing, I was just worried about you." "Silly girl, nothing's wrong," I comforted her. "What time is it?" "Eleven o'clock." Hearing this, I immediately jumped out of bed and said, "It's so late, I'll be late for work. Quickly get me dressed." Meizhi said, "No need, I'll call in sick for you." Hearing this, I muttered to myself, "That's good, no work, no worries."
All day, I kept thinking about Jack's request.
As I quietly enjoyed my dinner, Meizhi asked, "Have you been unhappy about anything these past two days?" I shook my head.
"Then is there some problem with the recommendation?"
I looked up at Meizhi and said, "No."
Meizhi asked again, "If you're elected, is there really a chance to study and work abroad, and even a chance to settle down abroad?"
I nodded again. "Then do you really want to study abroad?"
"I do want to, but... but..." I said "but" several times but couldn't finish the sentence
. Then Meizhi asked again, "Don't you want to make a name for yourself abroad? Don't you want our lives to be better? Don't you want our children to settle in America in the future?"
After listening to Meizhi's barrage of questions, I thought for a long time before answering, "I do want to, but..." I haltingly recounted Jack's demands. Meizhi thought for a moment and said, "Then call him over."
I looked at Meizhi and asked, "You agree?" Meizhi calmly replied, "Then call Jack over." I asked in surprise, "Don't you mind that he's a foreigner, and a Black man at that?" "I don't care, as long as you're willing. Besides, you've already done it with someone else. I know you cherish this opportunity, and I know you're thinking of us, so I've thought it through these past two days. Black people may not be good-looking, but as long as you choose him, I'll agree." Meizhi looked at me after saying this. What more could I ask for than a wife like that? So I excitedly said, "Wife, I want you to experience sexual pleasure too." Meizhi replied, "It really doesn't matter. As long as you know my heart is for your good, and as long as you don't regret it, I will never regret it either." Hearing Meizhi's words, I suddenly realized the greatness of womanhood shining through her.
The next day, after work, Jack and I went to a bar again, and I told him we agreed. Jack excitedly hugged me, patting my back, "Great, you're so good, I won't mistreat you." His pats hurt, but they were strong.
I said, "Were you an athlete before?"
Jack: "Yes, I used to be a sprinter. Now I'm older, forty, and I've gained weight."
Actually, he hadn't gained weight, just a slight belly, barely noticeable. He still looked very strong and well-proportioned.
I said, "Meizhi is an Eastern woman, we can't rush things, we have to take it slow. That's how she'll agree, otherwise it won't work."
Jack said, "Don't worry, I understand Eastern women. "
In the following days, Jack came to my house several times, but each time he didn't do anything. My wife said that she thought Black people were ugly the first time she saw them, but after seeing them a few times, she thought they were okay. It's just that he's so tall and looks a bit scary, and she's afraid she can't handle him. I knew she was gradually giving in to his feelings.
So Jack and I arranged for him to come to my house one day to sleep together.
That evening after dinner, I sat on the sofa smoking, one cigarette after another. At this moment, a small hand gently pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and said, "Smoking too much is bad for your health." I gently stroked her small hand; her skin was very smooth, and the long-term housework hadn't made her hands rough. I pulled her from behind. I saw that Meizhi's face was flushed again, probably because she had been drinking. She had already gone back to her room to change her clothes. She was wearing a pink nightgown, which was very short, barely covering her buttocks. The nightgown was very thin and transparent, and you could almost see every inch of her skin underneath. She was only wearing a milky white lace-up bra with straps on both sides and a semi-transparent panty in the middle. She looked incredibly sexy and alluring.
The thought of her sleeping with a foreigner filled me with excitement. I pulled down her panties, took off my shorts, and immediately penetrated her. Meizhi hurriedly said, "Wait...wait..." I felt how wet and hot she was inside; it seemed she was also very eager. As I fucked her, I touched her full breasts. The thought of her being penetrated by that thick, long black man's penis made me even more excited. I said, "Meizhi, do you want a big cock?"
"Yes..." Meizhi mumbled in response.
I said, "Say it after me: I want a big cock to fuck me, I want a black man's long cock."
Sure enough, she followed along, "I want a big cock to fuck me, I want a black man's long cock...fuck me." It seemed she was really interested. Thinking about my beautiful wife being fucked, I felt a surge of excitement and ejaculated.
Meizhi was in the throes of passion when she saw me stop moving. "You came?"
I nodded, seeing that Meizhi wasn't satisfied yet.
Meizhi gently sat on my lap, her arms encircling my head. Her blood-red lips slowly pressed against mine, her tongue entwining with mine. My hands were already on Meizhi's breasts, teasing her slightly erect nipples.
"Ring..." The ringing of the phone temporarily cooled Meizhi's fiery passion. The phone was still ringing, but...
I didn't answer. At that moment, Meizhi smoothed her flowing hair and said, "I don't want you to regret it in the future, nor do I want you to run away from reality. I hope you bravely face your decision, and I hope you make a decision you won't regret. You are the love of my life, and I will definitely support your decision. No matter what your decision is, let's keep sex separate from love." She then picked up the phone, said a few words, handed it to me, and went back to the bedroom.
Meizhi
sat at the dressing table, smoothing her hair, looking at herself in the mirror. Thinking about her and
our past life, she felt extremely happy and content. After finishing her hair, Meizhi lay down on the bed, pulling the blanket over herself. Although the air conditioner in the room was only set to 26 degrees Celsius, Meizhi felt her body constantly cooling down, trembling slightly. So she kept wrapping herself tightly in the blanket, perhaps because she was nervous.
The clock outside struck nine. Finally, the door to the room was pushed open. Meizhi glanced at me and then quietly closed her eyes, because she had clearly seen that there was someone behind me.
Jack entered Meizhi's bedroom and quickly took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear. He looked at me, and seeing that I didn't intend to leave the room, he ignored me. Because he knew that this person was not his prey, my presence or absence was superfluous.
I saw Jack undress. He was like a traditional American, with a lot of body hair. Under his grayish-white underwear was his ugly genitals, which, although not fully exposed, were visibly curled up. I knew that thing was very large, and his muscular physique was also quite attractive.
I watched Jack walk to the bed and pull back the blanket covering Meizhi. The entire room was instantly filled with a spring-like atmosphere, and my wife's almost naked body was completely reflected in Jack's eyes. A holy and sexy goddess displayed her alluring figure to that shameless lecher. The milky-white panties clung tightly to Meizhi's hidden pubic bone, like a loyal guardian protecting the chastity gate of her secret garden.

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