I. The Chaos of the Disco

My name is Chen Long, I'm 28 years old, and I work as a sales manager at a large company in Shanghai. I've been married for two years, but we still don't have children; I want to enjoy life while I'm still young. At the end of June, I was reviewing the quarterly sales statistics

in my office . The company's performance had increased by two percentage points this quarter, meaning I, as the sales manager, would receive a larger bonus. I planned to take my wife on a trip, something she'd mentioned several times before. Thinking of my wife, Xu Hanyi, I couldn't help but feel proud. She and I were college classmates; she was the campus beauty, with a long line of suitors from freshman to senior year . But I won her over, earning the envy of many. Currently, my wife works as an assistant manager in the business department of a bank in Shanghai. The phone on my desk rang melodiously, displaying my wife's mobile number. I answered the phone: "Hello, honey, what can I do for you?" My wife's sweet voice came through the line: "Honey, I don't want to cook , how about we go out to eat?" I thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you always want to eat at that new Western restaurant? Let's go there tonight." My wife readily agreed and we arranged to pick her up from her workplace. After leaving the company, I drove through the heavy traffic to the bank where my wife worked, then called her. Soon, my wife appeared at the entrance. Today, my wife looked stunning a red embroidered low-cut tank top that revealed a hint of her breasts, paired with a blue denim skirt. Her long hair cascaded over her ample bosom, making her incredibly alluring. After getting in the car, she smiled sweetly at me: "Honey, let's go, I'm so hungry." I started the car and drove straight to our destination. When we arrived at the Western restaurant, we ordered two steaks, a salad, and some red wine. The food arrived quickly, and my wife chatted with me about her workplace while eating, mentioning that her company was... My wife wanted to organize a trip and asked if I could come. I readily agreed: "Of course! With you not home, I can find other women." She pretended to be very generous and put a piece of meat on my plate, saying, "Whatever. If you find other women, I'll cheat on ." I shrugged and continued eating. After dinner, my wife and I went to a nearby disco called Feiyun. It was a large place, and the owner was said to be someone with powerful connections, a relative of a high-ranking government official. It was 8 pm, and the peak time hadn't arrived yet. My wife and I went to the bar, ordered beers, and slowly drank, watching all sorts of handsome men and beautiful women gathered around chatting. About an hour later, more people started to arrive, and the energetic disco music began. Several hot female dancers were wildly swaying their young bodies, and the people around them were twisting and turning wildly. My wife pulled me to the center of the room and joined the group. People around us bumped into each other, and my wife swayed wildly in front of me, her long hair swinging to the music. Her alluring figure was so captivating, and gradually a group of men gathered around her. In the dim light, I saw the men next to my wife raising their arms and twisting them haphazardly, casually rubbing their arms against my wife's chest. It was clear that my wife didn't mind being groped in this situation; on the contrary, she swayed even more enthusiastically. The song ended quickly, and my wife came back to my side, taking my arm and saying, "Let's go, let's rest for a while, you must be tired from dancing ." We found a quiet place to sit down, and I put my arm around her waist and asked, "Tell me the truth , did someone take advantage of you just now?" My wife smiled and said, "I won't tell you." Seeing that no one was paying attention, I reached out and pinched her breasts hard twice. My wife slapped me and said, "Are you trying to get yourself killed, doing this here?" I looked at her with a lecherous expression and said, "If you don't tell the truth, I'll molest you." My wife didn't back down and thrust her breasts forward: "Come on then." Without hesitation, I pulled her into my arms, kissed her red lips, and placed my right hand on her breast, kneading it. My wife didn't expect me to actually do this and tried to push me away forcefully, but her strength was useless. My hand slipped under the hem of her sweater, caressing her smooth belly. My wife stammered, "Let go of me... um..." I laughed and released her. She angrily punched me a few times, then straightened her disheveled clothes. Looking up, she noticed several men watching in our direction Then she got up, saying she needed to use the restroom. Ten minutes later, she returned, sitting beside me, her cheeks flushed. I asked curiously, " What's ?" She slowly told me that a couple had been doing it in the restroom, and the woman was making a lot of noise. I laughed, "It's normal here. Nothing to be surprised about." The next dance was a slow waltz, and soon someone invited my wife to dance. She looked at me, and I nodded generously. Then she raised her arm, and I pulled her up to walk side-by-side with the man onto the dance floor. Her small hand rested on his shoulder, and they danced gracefully to the music. The man was clearly very gentlemanly, slowly moving his body with his arm around his wife's waist . I then turned my gaze elsewhere, and not far away, I saw a passionate scene between a man and a woman. The girl was being held in the arms of a tall man, her chest pressed tightly against his body. The man's hand seemed to be inside the girl's skirt, caressing her, which made my heart race. Perhaps because I had drunk too much, I felt the urge to use the restroom, so I got up and went there. After releasing my pent-up emotions , I had just stepped out of the restroom when my phone vibrated. I quickly pulled it out and saw it was a call from the company's CEO. I answered hastily, "Hello, Mr. Wang." Mr. Wang is our company's general manager, and he's usually quite nice to me. He said on the phone, "Ah Long, I'm sorry to bother you so late. The chairman is coming to our company tomorrow morning for a report . Could you prepare your department's performance report?" I told Mr. Wang I would go back and prepare it immediately. After hanging up the phone, I went out to look for my wife, but I couldn't see her in the dimly lit lobby. Compiling the performance report would take a long time, and I was worried I wouldn't have enough time, so I called her phone. No one ; the music must have been too loud for her to hear. So I sent her a text message telling her I'd be home late tonight, working overtime at the company, and to go home early and be careful. Then I went back to the company. When I arrived, people from all departments were working overtime. After greeting them, I went back to my office and started organizing the materials. Although our department's performance this quarter was good, I didn't dare to be careless and started compiling the report very carefully.

I called my wife's cell phone twice, but no one answered. The music was probably too loud, and she

didn't hear me.

Meanwhile, my wife was still at the dance floor, having changed partners several times. To the blaring DJ music,

several men had gathered around her, especially a bald man who was dancing wildly beside her. My wife danced even more enthusiastically in

this atmosphere. Her swaying hips and flowing hair attracted

the attention of every man present. The bald man moved behind her, his chest almost touching her back, his hands on her

waist. My usually reserved wife became very uninhibited in this indulgent atmosphere, violently

twisting , her full buttocks occasionally rubbing against the man's crotch behind her.

Seeing his wife so uninhibited, the bald man brazenly pressed his lower abdomen against her ample buttocks

, his hands slowly moving upwards from her waist until they reached her chest. His wife noticed his

actions and tried to grab his hands to stop him, but the bald man pulled her into his arms,

slipping one hand under her blouse and reaching up to her chest. His wife struggled and cried out, "What are you

doing ? Let me go!" The bald man, with one arm around her waist, walked out, his eyes

gleaming menacingly saying, "Little bitch, stop pretending. You were just trying to seduce me, now you're acting all innocent."

My wife was led to a secluded place amidst futile resistance.

It was at the bottom of a staircase, surrounded by piles of abandoned boxes; no one would ever come here,

and the lighting was so dim that she couldn't see the man's face. In the darkness, the bald man pushed his wife against the wall and said, "No one will bother you

here , beautiful. I'll fuck you until you're in heaven." He then tried to kiss her,

but she shook her head to avoid him. The bald man half-forced her head down and then kissed her

, his hand deftly lifting her blouse. In the darkness, her snow-white skin and pink bra were indistinguishable

. The man wantonly placed his hands on her breasts, caressing her smooth skin and roughly

kneading . His wife struggled, crying, "You pervert! Let me go! Help!" His lips were

firmly sealed again, her voice barely audible amidst the deafening music. The man roughly

kneaded her breasts, his other hand slipping under her skirt, rubbing her sensitive areas through her lace panties.

Instinctively, his wife closed her legs, trapping his hand between her thighs. The wife's body was very sensitive; a little teasing

would make her aroused. After being touched by the bald man a few times, she started panting heavily. The man kissed his way

down his wife's neck, quickly reaching her chest. He reached down and removed the hook from the back of her bra, taking her nipple into his mouth and

sucking greedily. This immediately made his wife tremble, clinging to his head, her body writhing:

"Mmm...oh...don't do this...ah...take it out..." It turned out that the man's fingers had already slipped through

his wife's panties and were stirring inside her wet vagina. It was very narrow there, and his short, thick fingers kept moving in

and out , causing his wife's rationality to gradually disappear: "You're so annoying...mmm...please...don't do this

..." The bald man said smugly, "What a slut, you're already this wet so quickly." Then, he impatiently

turned his wife's body over, making her bend over and lean against the wall, then lifted her jeans. His wife's lower body

was soaked, and she couldn't help but moan under his vigorous caresses.

The bald man unbuckled his belt, pulled out his hard, thick penis, and slowly brought it to his wife's vulva

before forcefully thrusting it in. His wife couldn't help but let out a soft moan: "You big pervert... come out...

don't go in." The bald man gripped his wife's waist and said fiercely, "Just wait until I fuck you to orgasm."

He slapped her buttocks hard and began a piston-like motion. His hands

reached under his wife, grasping her breasts. The powerful thrusts made his wife gasp and moan, her breath coming in gasps.

Their point of contact was barely visible; only the faint sounds of "slap... slap" could be heard.

His wife lowered her head, moaning softly, "Mmm... mmm... ah... be gentle..." With each thrust,

streams of vaginal fluid flowed down her fair thighs.

The bald man thrust faster and faster, his wife's panting turning into short, soft cries, almost unable to suppress

the pleasure . Finally, she excitedly matched his thrusts, twisting her hips and throwing her head back repeatedly. About

ten minutes later, his wife screamed, a surge of heat erupting from her body, her vaginal walls contracting, her body trembling

violently —clearly she had reached orgasm. But the man behind her remained as vigorous as ever. Sensing her

climax, he withdrew his wet penis, turned her petite body against the wall, embraced

her face to face, and sealed her cherry lips with his large mouth, his tongue darting into her mouth. His wife, lost in passion, let

him do as he pleased, their tongues intertwining. The bald man lifted one of his wife's legs, his hips once again parting her labia

and entering her body, beginning a new round of thrusting.

My wife was completely lost in the carnal ecstasy, her arms wrapped around the bald man's neck, her hips

thrusting back and forth, emitting soul-stirring moans. The thrusting between their bodies intensified, and the bald man, while fucking my wife's

vagina, shouted, "Ah...it's been so long since I've fucked someone like you...you're amazing...I'm going to fuck you until I'm satisfied...damn

...it feels so good..." His thrusting speed showed no signs of slowing down, and after six or seven minutes, he roared,

"Oh...I'm going to shoot you to death..." After a few more frantic thrusts, he ejaculated all his essence into my wife

's body, and she reached her second orgasm amidst excited screams. His throbbing penis slowly withdrew from my wife's

body , and she leaned against the wall, breathing slightly. The bald man pulled up his pants, put his arm around my wife's waist, and rested for a few minutes.

My wife came to her senses, filled with remorse for her recent debauchery, and quickly straightened her clothes. The bald man, with his arm around her

waist and his hand on her chin, asked cheerfully, "Beautiful lady, I'm in a good mood tonight, how about having a drink with me?"

His wife quickly replied, "No, I have to go find my husband, please move aside." The bald man said unhappily, "Don't be

such a spoilsport. It's rare for me to invite someone out. Go ahead, call your husband and tell him you'll be home late."

His wife shook her head and refused, "Really, no, brother, my husband must be worried." She took out her phone to

call me, but when she opened it, she saw the text message I had sent her and froze. The bald man also saw the message

and burst into laughter, "Look how cooperative your husband is! Now let's see how you refuse me!"

He put his arm around his wife's waist and led her out. His wife half-heartedly resisted, and he led her to a private room upstairs.

The bald man ordered a dozen beers, and while drinking and chatting with his wife, she learned that his

name was A-Qiang, everyone called him Bald Qiang, and he was the boss of the nightclub. Bald Qiang placed one hand on her

smooth thigh and stroked it: "Girl, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. It's

fate . Let's have a good drink tonight." His wife initially tried to push his large hand away, attempting to stop his advances, but

Bald Qiang's other hand slipped inside her clothes from behind and stroked her waist. This shameless entanglement left her

powerless , and she could only let him do as he pleased; after all, he had already taken the biggest advantage of her.

After Bald Qiang made his wife drink two glasses of beer, he sang a few songs with her. His voice was truly unbearable, and at his urging, his wife

sang two love songs. Her voice was incredibly beautiful; Bald Qiang kept praising my wife, saying she was every

inch . Then, with Bald Qiang's frequent toasts, the two drank over ten bottles of beer. Under the influence of alcohol, my wife

became unrestrained, sitting on his lap and bringing her glass to his lips: "Brother Qiang, let me toast you again."

Bald Qiang lecherously downed his drink, his hands slipping inside her blouse and groping her, causing my wife to lean

on his shoulder, panting softly. Bald Qiang then shamelessly made my wife take off her blouse and skirt, leaving her in a bikini

to dance with him in the private room. His wife's body was almost completely pressed against his, her soft, hot body sending another surge of heat through his

body . His wife boldly pressed her hand against his erection through his pants, her eyes

glazed with drunkenness, and said, "Brother Qiang, you're such a loser, you're hard again." Bald Qiang, his face flushed and reeking of alcohol

, reached out and rubbed his wife's vulva forcefully through her panties, saying, "Damn it, you dare say I'm a loser? See

how I fuck you to death!" He then pushed his wife down onto the sofa.

Inside the private room, the loud disco music was interspersed with seductive moans. On the large sofa,

Bald Qiang, naked, lay on top of my wife's body, thrusting his hips up and down into her vagina.

His wife 's long, slender legs were draped over his shoulders, her body arching upwards to meet his thrusts,

the sounds of "crackling...crackling" echoing continuously. The intense swelling sensation and

strange caused her to gush with vaginal fluid. "Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to

die... um... ah..." Bald Qiang, like a beast in heat, rode over my wife's beautiful

body . After she reached one orgasm, he made her kneel on the sofa like a little bitch, and then

penetrated her from behind... This lewd struggle lasted for nearly an hour. Bald Qiang's

stamina was terrifying; he relentlessly pounded into my wife in various positions, causing her to experience several orgasms and even

ejaculate. Finally, my wife lay limp in his arms like a limp rag.

At that moment, I was unaware that my beloved wife had been shamelessly taken advantage of for most of the night, writhing and

submitting beneath him. I didn't finish compiling the report until 3 a.m. Thinking of my wife, I didn't stay at the company to rest.

I drove home and found her already there, fast asleep in the bedroom. I didn't disturb her,

took off my clothes, quietly went into the bedroom, lay down next to her, and quickly fell asleep.

II. Erotic Photos

When I woke up in the morning, it was already past seven. Knowing that the CEO would be giving a report today, I quickly got up and washed up

. My wife was still lying in bed, so I nudged her, "Honey, it's time to get up." She

turned over, looking sleepy, and said, "Honey, let me sleep for five more minutes, I'm so sleepy!" I didn't urge her anymore,

quickly got ready, and went out.

Upon arriving at the company, General Manager Wang Biao called me into his office. After gesturing for me to close the door,

he said earnestly, "Ah Long, you must perform well in this report. Make sure the president has a good impression of your abilities.

Let me tell you, our Hangzhou branch is currently short of a deputy general manager. The president will likely

select to fill the position. I've always had high hopes for you, so don't let me down, understand?"

Hearing General Manager Wang's words, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. What a great opportunity! If I could seize it,

becoming the deputy manager of the Hangzhou branch would be fantastic. Although it would be a bit far from home,

I could . The salary of a deputy manager would be several levels higher than my current department manager position. So I

said to General Manager Wang, "Don't worry, General Manager Wang, I definitely won't let you down." General Manager Wang nodded, "Alright,

go back and prepare. The president will be there at 9 o'clock." Lost in thought, I bid farewell and left General Manager Wang's office.

Back in my office, I took out the report materials and carefully reviewed them. I

had meticulously verified all the data, so I felt fairly confident.

At 9 o'clock, President Hua arrived as scheduled, and all the department heads came out to greet him. This was my first

time meeting the president in person. He was 58 years old and appeared very shrewd and worldly. I had heard that he

had built such a large empire in his youth through foresight and ambition, which truly impressed me.

In the conference room, the department heads reported on their respective departments' operations and management. When it was my turn,

I relied on my literary skills from university, starting with the market economy system and consumer surveys, to explain

our department's management system, interspersed with some performance data. I didn't even look at the prepared notes, speaking fluently and confidently. I

noticed a hint of appreciation in President Hua's gaze, which made me a little nervous.

When , the president led the applause, which made me feel embarrassed. I bowed to everyone and quickly sat down.

The report meeting was a great success, and my performance was highly praised by the president. General Manager Wang Biao even came to my

office to commend me for my performance that day. I took the opportunity to invite him to dinner that evening as a

way of thanking him for his recognition. General Manager Wang declined several times, but finally agreed to go out that evening.

At noon, I called my wife to tell her that I wouldn't be home for dinner and asked her to cook something for herself. My wife

complained on the phone, "You've left me alone again, you're so annoying!" I coaxed her a few times on

the phone before hanging up.

At my wife's bank, just after she hung up the phone with me, the office door was pushed open, and a

charming young woman walked in. Her name was Bai Li, and she was a teller at the bank. She and my wife were very close friends; they

could talk about almost anything when they were together. Bai Li came over to my wife and said, "Hanyi, about my photo set from yesterday..."

"The album's back! Shall we go see it at noon?" My wife immediately agreed

, "Sure! I'd love to see what that photo album you've been wanting to see is like. You always urge me to get one too." Bai Li smiled smugly and said, "I guarantee you'll be

envious. It's settled then, let's have lunch together, and then come to my house to admire it." With that, she swayed her

sexy hips and walked out.

After lunch at the bank's cafeteria, Bai Li took my wife to her home. Bai Li's home was

a small villa not far from the bank. Her husband was a real estate developer and very wealthy. Back home, Bai

Li kicked off her high heels and said to my wife, "Come to the bedroom with me, the albums are over there."

Two thick photo albums were placed on the large bed in the bedroom. My wife sat on the bed and opened the top album. The first picture

was of Bai Li wearing a white tennis outfit, holding a racket and striking a pure pose.

Her snow-white legs were exposed under her short skirt, looking particularly alluring against the pale green background. Bai Li boasted,

"How about it? Not bad, right?" Her wife teased her, "I never thought you could be so innocent. You're

not ." Bai Li giggled and pinched her wife's chest, "You're the vixen!

If you laugh a few more times, I guarantee you'll bewitch all those lecherous men in our line of work." Her wife flipped to the next picture,

showing Bai Li in a dark evening gown gazing out the window, a glass of wine in her hand. The V-

neckline revealed glimpses of her cleavage, giving her an air of noble elegance. "The photographer's

skill is truly exceptional," her wife praised generously. Seeing her wife's interested expression, Bai Li persuaded

her, "Han Yi, you're better looking than me. I'm sure you'll look even more beautiful in these photos. How about

I take a set with you sometime? I guarantee you won't regret it." Her wife continued flipping through the album, "Let me think about it

."

The following photos showcased Bai Li's various charms to the fullest, from alluring and charming to

demure and passionate. As his wife prepared to flip through the second photo album, Bai Li smiled mysteriously: "You

should be prepared when you look at this one; it's my proudest work." Looking at Bai Li's mysterious

expression asked suspiciously, "What's going on? Why so mysterious? Did you take nude photos?" When she turned to the first page

, she couldn't help but exclaim, "You really did take nude photos!"

In the photo, Bai Li was curled up naked on a sky-blue carpet, her breasts pressed against her knees,

holding a bouquet of roses that perfectly concealed her private parts. Her snow-white body

radiated a dazzling glow under the light, giving an impression of utter purity, without a trace of lewdness. Bai Li spoke

to , "Hanyi, a woman's most beautiful moment is when she's young. If you don't

capture your most beautiful side now, you'll regret it later, don't you think?" His wife nodded slightly and

continued looking.

This photo album completely crossed the line for the wife, featuring almost entirely nude poses. Later,

it even included tall, handsome male models posing intimately with Bai Li. In one photo, Bai Li, wearing a

semi-transparent lingerie nightgown, nestled in the male model's arms. He held her slender waist and gently kissed her fair neck.

Bai Li looked utterly ecstatic, as if enjoying a lover's caresses. The wife's breathing quickened, her chest heaving

slightly . The next photo was even more outrageous: the male model was shirtless, his bulging muscles concealing immense power,

wearing only a briefs. Bai Li knelt before him, clutching his waistband as if to tear it off, creating

a lewd and suggestive atmosphere. His wife turned to her and asked, "You dare take pictures like this? Aren't you afraid your husband

Xu Jian will be angry?" Bai Li giggled and said, "He won't be jealous. These are artistic photos, not real sex with him.

He even compliments how sexy I look. Every time he finishes looking at this album, he's full of energy in bed, almost

exhausting me." His wife's cheeks flushed slightly as she continued looking.

The next picture surprised his wife even more. The male model was lying naked on the bed, and Bai Li was straddling his

waist, leaning back. Her nightgown was half-pulled down, revealing half of her beautiful breasts. The male model's hands were

on her breasts, and Bai Li had a blissful expression, as if she were enjoying the pleasure of intercourse. His wife pointed at this

photo and asked in surprise, "You didn't actually do it with him, did you?" Bai Li rolled her eyes at him and said, "Of course not. We

were just posing. He didn't actually penetrate me." Seeing that his wife's attention was drawn back to the album,

a sly smile flashed across Bai Li's face.

What followed was a series of lewd poses by Bai Li and male models, which broadened my wife's horizons. Bai Li

kept urging my wife to take a set of photos, saying that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In the end,

my wife actually agreed, but only to take photos like the first album. Bai Li happily said, "Then

let's go this week, I'll make an appointment for you."

That evening, General Manager Wang and I had dinner at the Emperor Hotel, and I took him for a massage before returning home. My wife

was watching TV on the sofa. When she saw me come back, she got up and hugged my neck, saying sweetly, "Honey, why did you take so long

to come back ? I missed you so much." Feeling the allure emanating from my wife's fiery body, my lower body couldn't help

but stir. I picked up her soft body and carried her to the bedroom. Not long after, I heard my wife's

enchanting moans.

My wife's snow-white body writhed wildly beneath me, her legs clamping around my waist, eagerly responding to

my thrusts, crying out excitedly, "Ah...husband...you're so good...fuck me faster..." Hearing

this, I thrust even more vigorously on top of her, my glans raining down on her cervix, sending her into waves of pleasure.

Finally, as she reached her peak of ecstasy, I ejaculated my hot semen inside her.

The next day at breakfast, my wife said to me, "Bai Li is going to take photos with me this weekend, you should come with me

." I immediately shook my head and said, "You should let Bai Li go with you. I dread taking

photos ; we sit there all day. Please spare me, honey." My wife pouted and said, "You always hide when you need something.

I'm ignoring you."

Saturday afternoon, my wife received a call from Bai Li, saying she had arranged to meet the photographer, and the shoot would begin at 2 PM.

After hanging up the phone, my wife came to my side, hugged my neck, kissed me on the cheek, and said, "

Honey , Bai Li and I are going to take some photos. Be good at home, and I'll reward you when we get back tonight." I waved and

said, "Okay, come back early. I'll make you some boiled pork slices tonight." My wife quickly tidied up and went out

.

The wife drove to the City Romance Wedding Photography Studio, where she had arranged to meet Bai Li. Bai Li was already waiting there,

chatting with a handsome man with long hair, occasionally letting out bursts of giggles; they seemed to know each other well. Upon seeing the wife arrive

, Bai Li introduced them: "Han Yi, this is Ahua, the chief photographer of this studio." She then

said to Ahua, "This is one of our most beautiful women, Xu Han Yi; you can just call her Sister Yi." Ahua

politely shook hands with the wife and said, "I didn't expect Sister Yi to be so beautiful. Let's go upstairs."

He then led the two to the third floor.

The third floor was a very spacious photography studio, filled with all sorts of props. A pretty girl was already

waiting there. Ahua said to her, "Xiao Mei, please take this lady to get her makeup done and change clothes." The

girl named Xiao Mei came over and said to the wife, "Miss, please follow me." She led the wife into a dressing room.

Less than an hour later, his wife emerged from inside. Bai Li exclaimed dramatically, "My God, she's like a fairy descended from heaven

!" His wife's glossy black hair was styled in an exquisite way, with a lock of black hair cascading over her right shoulder. Her fair

face was lightly powdered, her eyebrows like crescent moons, her bright eyes sparkling and radiant, exuding

the glow . Beneath her long, delicate nose was a slightly full, incredibly sexy cherry-like mouth. The pale red rouge on her lips

was glistening and alluring, making one want to take a bite. She wore a strapless black

dress , exposing her delicate, snow-white shoulders. A diamond

and platinum necklace adorned her long, swan-like neck, adding to her regal and elegant appearance. Beneath the black dress, her full breasts stretched taut

, revealing a third of her cleavage, exuding a mysterious allure. Her slender waist seemed almost too delicate to be grasped, and her

sexy hips arched back, tightly wrapped in the dress, revealing two dazzlingly white, long

legs. Her exquisitely bound feet, clad in black high heels, accentuated her graceful figure. The cameraman,

Ahua stared in disbelief. Seeing his expression, his wife felt a small surge of pride; her charm

remained undiminished.

Approaching Bai Li and the photographer, Ahua quickly recovered from his astonishment and

said to his wife, "Sister Yi, let's begin the first shot." He gestured for her to sit at the table, resting her chin on her hand

as if in deep thought, and placed a glass of wine beside her. To be honest, my wife really has a talent for this; she

quickly got into the swing of things and posed perfectly. After a few shots, they brought out a tall, handsome

male model, who looked to be in his early twenties—a very sunny young man. Ahua introduced him as Ahao. Only after Baili's

persuasion did my wife agree to pose with the male model.

Soft music started playing, and Ahao gentlemanly put his arm around my wife's slender waist, and they danced

a waltz together on the red carpet. To my wife's surprise, Ahao was an excellent dancer, and the two were perfectly in sync. In

the swirling dance steps, my wife gradually let go of her reserve and fully immersed herself in the dance. The camera flashed

incessantly as the photographer captured their beautiful moments. The music stopped quickly, and Ahua clapped his hands, saying,

"This group was excellent. Let's move on to the next group. Xiaomei, take Yi-jie to change into the next outfit."

The next few groups were all about uniform seduction. My wife, recommended by Baili, changed into one

uniform —flight attendant uniforms, nurse uniforms, and policewoman uniforms. Under Ahua's guidance, she struck various poses, which made the

male model's eyes reveal a wild look. Baili stood next to Ahao and asked with a smile, "What? Stunned

?" Ahao subtly placed his hand on her ample buttocks and whispered, "Sister Li's friends are all so charming."

Baili felt the heat from his hands but did not stop him, letting his hands caress her freely. "Then let's see

what you can do. My sister isn't easy to seduce." Ahao grinned and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee

she'll be just like you." His burning gaze never left my wife on the stage.

The wife was currently wearing a policewoman's uniform; the dark blue uniform hugged her shapely figure, and her

beautiful legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, peeked out from under the skirt—she was incredibly alluring. The photographer called Ah-hao to change into a black

suit and pose as the criminal being subdued by the policewoman, then snapped a series of photos. After the uniform series, there were some

revealing outfits, including crop tops. Bai Li encouraged her wife, saying, "Han-yi, your figure is better than mine.

If we take these photos, your husband will be completely captivated. If we don't take some pictures to remember this while we're young,

we'll regret it later." Ah-hua also said to his wife, "Yes, Sister Yi, I rarely get to take photos of such a

beautiful . I'm sure you'll be satisfied with the results." The wife hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

The next outfit was much hotter and sexier. She wore a leather tube top that tightly hugged her ample

breasts, a short leather skirt that barely covered her shapely buttocks, and tall leather boots.

A few strands of her hair fell loose over her chest. Every time she bent over and struck a pose, her semi-naked breasts were clearly visible,

giving the men present a feast for the eyes. The next shot was next to the snooker table, where she held a cue and assumed a striking

posture. Her alluring figure was in no way inferior to the snooker queens on television. After striking a few poses,

Ah-hao, shirtless, approached his wife. His bulging muscles exuded power, causing his

wife's cheeks to flush slightly, and she lowered her head shyly. Ah-hao, with a professional smile, said, "Sister Yi,

don't be shy, just relax, otherwise the photos won't turn out well." Bai-li walked up to his wife and

started scolding her, "I'm telling you, Han-yi, what's there to be shy about

? Only when paired with the opposite sex can a woman's unique charm be brought out. What are you hesitating for?" His wife muttered, "I didn't say I wouldn't shoot. Don't worry

, I'll cooperate fully with you, you gossip." Then she looked up at the male model and said, "Okay, let's begin.

I'll cooperate fully with you."

Under the lights, Ah-hao stood behind his wife, holding her small hand holding the club with one hand and grasping her

arm that rested on the club with the other, posing as if instructing her on how to hit the ball. With a slight lowering of his gaze, he could take

in . His wife's body nestled in his arms, their cheeks almost touching, creating a rather

ambiguous atmosphere. However, his wife was already used to it and seemed very natural. Then Ahua asked his wife to turn around so that Ahao could put his arm

around her waist. They gazed into each other's eyes. Suddenly, Baili's phone rang. She answered it and walked aside to listen:

"Hello, honey, I'm taking pictures with Hanyi. I can't come back." "What? They insist I come too?"

"Go ahead, just say I don't have time." Bai Li said to her wife, "Han Yi, I'm sorry, my husband asked me

to go over there for a bit. You take the photos here, I'll be right back." Then she turned to Ahua and said, "You have to bring out

your best and make Han Yi look her most beautiful, or you'll regret it." Ahua patted his chest and assured her, "Don't worry

, we definitely won't let you down." His wife was too embarrassed to keep her, so she just told her to hurry back.

In the semi-transparent nightgown, his wife's underwear and lace panties were faintly visible, sparking the imagination. Ahua fetched

a few bottles of mineral water and said to his wife, "Sister Yi, wetting your dress will create a more alluring effect.

Many people have taken photos like this." He even brought out a photo album, which indeed contained several photos of women soaked in water.

The wet clothes clung to their bodies, revealing the women's beautiful figures in the album in a unique and

captivating way . The wife thought, "Since I've already gone all in, let's just take the pictures, to avoid Bai Li's nagging again."

Ahua slowly poured several bottles of mineral water down her neck and onto her body. Her strapless nightgown was

already quite transparent, and when wet, it was practically nonexistent. The thin silk clung tightly to her breasts,

clearly revealing their outlines. The two pink nipples, jolted by the cold water, immediately

stood erect, looking exceptionally alluring against the skin. The photographer licked his dry lips.

"Ugh...it's all wet..." The wife's words had a double meaning. As soon as she finished speaking, she felt

intensely hot all over. The cold water didn't sober her up; instead, it fueled her desire. She felt

uncontrollably wet down there.

"Okay, now touch your breasts, keep touching them, yes...touch them hard." The photographer quickly

pressed the shutter.

"Hmm...is this how you touch me?...Hmm, it hurts!" The wife was somewhat dazed. She

inexplicably obeyed the photographer's instructions, vigorously rubbing her breasts, which twisted and deformed from the force.

"Hey, no, no, you have to imagine, imagine a strange man touching your breasts,

kissing your breasts," the photographer said to the wife in a gentle tone, but her movements were very stiff,

so Ahua let Ahao take over.

Ah Hao stood behind her, his hands roaming freely over her flat stomach. Even through the thin fabric, his wife

could feel the heat of his hands, and a restless heat rose within her, her breathing becoming rapid.

Ah Hao gently licked his wife's earlobe, his hands subtly moving upwards from her waist,

slipping under her clothes to caress her smooth, flat stomach. His wife instinctively grabbed his hands, trying to stop him:

"Mmm...don't...mmm...please..." Ah Hao continued gently in her ear, "Yes,

you'll start to feel it, and the photos will look even more realistic. Come on, let's continue experiencing it."

His wife actually cooperated, grabbing the photographer's hands, pretending to refuse while thrusting out her breasts, truly experiencing

the feeling of being teased by a strange man.

The male model continued kissing her earlobe, cheek, and shoulders with unhurried passion, saying, "Sister Yi, do you know?

You're so sexy and charming, every man would go crazy thinking about you." Suddenly, one of his hands

slid down, lifting her short skirt and gently caressing her inner thigh. His wife, tickled, quickly closed her legs

to prevent him from succeeding, but he was a seasoned womanizer and wouldn't let go of this rare beauty. His fingers, through

her panties, pressed against her genitals, gently rubbing her clitoris. His wife stretched... As she tried to stop him from his next move,

his other hand suddenly touched her breasts while she was off guard. His wife cried out, "

Ah!" Ah-hao skillfully unhooked her bra, his large hand massaging her full breasts.

The three-pronged his chest, involuntarily writhing

and panting, "Mmm...oh...I can't take it...stop...I can't take it anymore..." But Ah-hao wasn't about to stop at this

crucial moment. He pressed on, teasing her relentlessly, and soon his wife's defenses crumbled.

She raised her arms and wrapped them around Ah-hao's neck, turning her face to kiss his thick lips, letting

his tongue freely tease her senses. His skillful caresses

quickly wild with desire. One hand reached behind her, pressing against his erection through his trousers, and she was secretly

surprised—it was so thick, even stronger than her husband's. Ah-hao teased her as he kissed her, saying, "Feel it..." "Is it

thick enough? It will make you feel like you're in heaven. Feel it properly, it will bring you endless

pleasure in a moment." His wife unconsciously massaged his penis in response to his words. Without realizing it,

the straps had slipped down, gradually falling to the floor, revealing her snow-white, proud body. Exquisite and translucent, her skin smooth

as jade, exuding an intoxicating fragrance, Ah-hao was completely captivated. He closed his eyes and kissed her breasts passionately, sucking on the two rosy

nipples with a loud "sizzling" sound. A surge of heat quickly spread through his wife's body,

causing her to let out a soul-stirring moan: "Mmm...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah...no..."

Her lower body was already overflowing with desire, completely wet. His wife's hand also reached into Ah-hao's underwear, grasping

his penis. It was so hot, and so thick, too big to be held in one hand. She grasped half of it and

slowly began to stroke it.

The male model withdrew his wet fingers from his wife's vagina and waved them in front of her eyes: "See, your

body has told me you need me, right? You really need a man. Today, let's indulge

ourselves ." As he spoke, he slowly lifted one of his wife's legs, thrusting his hips forward, his penis

pressing against the entrance of her vagina. First, the tip of his penis pushed open her labia and entered her vagina, then the entire

penis eagerly plunged in all at once! His wife let out a soft moan, her sensitive body tensing up, experiencing both

the pleasure of intercourse and guilt and shyness. The feeling of fullness made her body tingle like an electric shock, and she groaned, "Ah

...it's so big..." Ah Hao chuckled, "Only halfway in, let's see how I make you feel like you're in heaven."

With that, he thrust his hips upward, and with a "plop," his large penis entered his wife's body completely, squeezing out

a gush of vaginal fluid.

This was an extremely lewd scene. The wife stood in front of Ah-hao, turning around to embrace his head. His body

was pressed tightly against her, his hands kneading her high, firm breasts, his buttocks moving powerfully in a piston-like

motion. His thick penis appeared and disappeared inside her, "Crack... crack... plop..." (The sound of his penis moving was incredibly suggestive.)

He was working so hard, and his wife had a happy expression on her face. Her eyes were slightly open, and she groaned softly from her cherry lips

: "Mmm... Gently... Ouch... So good... Mmm..." Her body swayed back and forth

with . The pleasure of his penis rubbing against the walls of her vagina was overwhelming her brain, making her

moan in ecstasy. The flashes of the camera kept going off from different angles,

capturing . Soon, his wife screamed urgently: "Ah... Oh... I'm going to die... I'm losing it

... Ah..." Her beautiful body trembled in his arms as she reached her climax.

His wife lay in Ah-hao's arms, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, letting him lift her up and gently place her on

the red carpet. Ah-hao pressed down on his wife like a mountain, kissing her snow-white and alluring body.

Under his caresses, his wife was overwhelmed with passion and gently twisted: "Mmm... Ah-hao... I'm so itchy... I can't stand

it..." Ah-hua rubbed his already erect crotch, quickly placed the camera on the tripod, adjusted the angle,

set it to continuous shooting, and then impatiently took off his pants and came to the two of them.

At this moment, his wife's legs were draped over Ah-hao's shoulders, her body enduring his powerful thrusts:

"Ah...it's so thick...it's killing me...mmm..." Suddenly, a thick, long penis appeared before her.

His wife saw it was Ah-hua, and under his lustful gaze, she reached out and grabbed his penis, obediently opening her cherry lips to take it into her mouth.

Her tongue covered the swollen edge of the glans, licking it, while her soft, white hands rubbed the penis up and down. Ah-hua

groaned with pleasure, squatting in front of his wife and slowly thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth, while simultaneously kneading her

full breasts. Stimulated by the two, his wife let out pleasurable moans. Ah-hao, like

a wild beast, thrust into the deepest part of his wife's vagina, reaching her cervix, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably

and scream wildly. She no longer cared about the shame of being a wife, only knowing to wrap her legs around Ah-hao's waist, desperately arching her

snowy buttocks to meet the thrusts of his penis, as if trying to swallow this unusually thick, long penis entirely into her vagina. At this moment, Ah Hao

pulled out his large penis and made his wife turn over and kneel on the ground like a little bitch. Ah Hua and Ah Hao

switched positions, and the cameraman Ah Hua squatted behind his wife, holding his thick penis and thrusting it into her vagina.

With a "plop," a stream of vaginal fluid spurted out. His wife raised her beautiful face and moaned as Ah Hao's huge penis

filled her mouth...

The cameraman Ah Hua and the male model Ah Hao took turns making love to his wife,

leaving traces of their pleasure on the carpet, on the large Simmons mattress, and on the snooker table. At their request, she changed into policewoman and

nurse uniforms and received the baptism of their large penises. This erotic photo shoot lasted for more than two hours. In the end,

his wife lay on the bed like a puddle of mud, her body filled with their semen. His wife closed her eyes,

her breasts heaving rapidly, her skin shimmering with a captivating glow, allowing their hands to caress her smooth breasts.

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