Pregnant woman was seduced and raped!!!

(I)
I am 24 years old this year, and my wife is 21. My wife is my first woman, and I am her first man. Because she is very naive, like an undefended city, she is often vulnerable to being taken advantage of. I used to be very jealous, so I was afraid that other men would peek at my wife. My wife is quite careless about wardrobe malfunctions. One summer, my wife wore a tight-fitting, slightly low-cut top with me to the night market, and her cleavage was exposed. I was very angry and unhappy at the time, and I scolded her severely when I got home.
However, since I started living in a traditional courtyard house and read some articles by experienced women, my mindset has changed, and I have become more open-minded. My wife is currently pregnant, and her already impressive breasts have also increased in size to 36D. When we go shopping, I encourage her to buy low-cut maternity clothes so that men can see her cleavage without her having to bend over. It's really sexy and alluring, and it makes my heart race. I must be very excited, let alone other men.
Recently, I've been actively trying to get my wife to take selfies, but for some reason, she absolutely refuses. I think it's because I lack experience and my attempts to "train" her have failed. So, I consulted an experienced MSN user named Peter.
After talking with him online, I realized that many men actually enjoy doing this, and I understood that while some women are naturally inclined to show off, many more need to be "trained." Whether it's innate or acquired, it all requires careful communication. Once a woman is liberated, she'll be happy to show off without needing guidance. Peter even offered to help "train" my wife. In a moment of lust, I gave him my wife's MSN, which led to this disaster.
On the first day of our relationship
, because I was at work, my wife was home alone online. Peter proactively added her on MSN, claiming to be my friend and saying he had just returned to Taiwan from the US. My naive wife, though not knowing him personally, saw how much he could tell about me and didn't suspect he was lying, so she started chatting with Peter online.
Peter initially focused on my wife's pregnancy, and she, unsuspecting, answered honestly. Perhaps because I, as her husband, often neglected her feelings, she unknowingly began confiding in Peter as a close confidant. At first, they only talked about morning sickness and discomfort, but under Peter's guidance, they touched on slightly more intimate topics, such as her increased sensitivity and needs, the tingling sensation in her swollen nipples from the friction of her clothes, and how I, as her husband, hadn't touched her for a month, always saying I was afraid it would affect the baby.
After chatting for a while, my wife suddenly realized she had said too much and quickly made an excuse to end the conversation. Finally, Peter even told my wife not to tell me, so he could surprise me when he visited us! The day after
Peter and his wife
met, Peter contacted her online again. His friendly demeanor made her feel safe, gradually alleviating her concerns and giving her the courage to communicate. Once they started talking, they could discuss anything.
Although she was still in the "developing" stage, Peter was very experienced, constantly changing the subject with jokes until they finally focused on their intimate moments, even sharing many interesting stories about sexual openness abroad. It was the first time she had talked about her bedroom life with another man, and initially she was shy and timid. However, with Peter's gradual opening and guidance, she unconsciously became more open, subtly influenced by him.
Due to her curiosity, sometimes she felt embarrassed and verbally displeased when Peter said lewd things, but being repeatedly teased made her itch with desire, completely losing her usual composure. In just a few hours, Peter's words sometimes made my body feel hot and excited, and even my lower body became wet. Fortunately, she was alone at home, so I didn't have to worry about it.
I should feel ashamed. Since my mother-in-law became pregnant, I was afraid of affecting the baby and dared not be intimate with my wife. However, pregnant women have a particularly strong sex drive due to hormone secretion, which is the time when a woman is most easily aroused. My wife and I were too abstinent due to ignorance, which made my wife's desire rise. Finally, Peter took advantage of her. Peter only spent two days and was already able to talk about sexy topics with my mother-in-law, making her itchy and unable to resist. She even gave him the home phone number.
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(II)
Peter and Mother-in-law's Third Day (1) Sexy Art
Photos On the third day, my wife had gotten used to chatting with Peter online every day. After I went to work, I turned on the computer and saw that Peter was not online. I was a little disappointed. After browsing the internet haphazardly for a while, she accidentally clicked on an adult website. Seeing some erotic text and images gave her a strange feeling. Remembering her husband's request to take selfies, she couldn't help but fantasize about her photos being viewed by other men on the website, igniting a burning desire within her.
Just as she was lost in this heart-pounding fantasy, the phone suddenly rang, startling her. It turned out Peter wasn't online that day; he was calling her directly to chat. Her wife didn't suspect anything amiss, assuming it was just a friend chatting, and happily began talking to Peter.
This time, Peter started by bringing up me, telling her how much I had told her I loved her. Hearing this, she was overjoyed, completely lowering her guard and treating him like a close confidant.
Eventually, she couldn't help but tell him that I had asked her to take selfies. Peter, knowing his long-awaited opportunity had finally arrived, lied and said he was actually a professional photographer who had taken many sexy photos of women in the United States, even sending her some of his work. Of course, these were just professionally photographed nude pictures that Peter had collected beforehand, and he deliberately showed his wife some interesting photos of foreign couples having sex.
Peter's prepared photos indeed piqued his wife's interest. She intently looked at them one after another on the computer. Peter heard his wife's increasingly heavy breathing over the phone, knowing she was becoming aroused, and took the opportunity to ask her on the phone if she wanted to have some sexy maternity photos taken as a memento. His wife shyly declined, saying she wasn't "capable" and didn't dare, but she was somewhat swayed by Peter's words.
Peter sincerely told her that he was a professional photographer, reassuring her that the photos would be given to her privately and wouldn't be leaked. He added, "Think about how much your husband loves you; don't you want to do something for him, give him a gift he'll never forget? If you're not comfortable with that, then don't take nude photos, just photos of you in casual clothes and pajamas." His wife thought this was an opportunity to fulfill her husband's fantasies, and in a moment of confusion, she agreed to Peter's offer.
Peter knew he couldn't miss the opportunity, so he invited my wife to my house that noon for a private audition and photoshoot. After hanging up, the thought of exposing her body to a strange man during the shoot made her hesitant, but the thought of making her husband happy and having memorable maternity photos, plus her promise to Peter, forced her to bravely await his arrival.
When Peter arrived, my petite wife opened the door to a tall, handsome stranger. Standing next to him, she was a full head shorter, and admiration welled up within her. Peter's polite demeanor immediately put her at ease.
My wife, already a beautiful woman, even with her growing belly, remained a stunningly attractive wife. Peter's first impression of his wife was that she wore light makeup, a low-cut maternity dress he had chosen, and no bra underneath . Her nipples were prominently erect, like bright red cherries, and her full, pinkish-white breasts were faintly visible beneath the neckline, making his heart flutter. He almost couldn't resist taking her right there and then.
Without much small talk, Peter went straight into the bedroom to prepare his camera and began taking pictures. Under his guidance, the photography went smoothly, and Peter deliberately tried to win her favor by displaying his charm. After half an hour together, they gradually became more comfortable with each other, and his wife finally trusted him completely, forgetting all her initial shyness and unease.
After shooting for half an hour, the digital camera's memory was almost full, so Peter saved the photos to his laptop. He called his wife over to see the results, and the two huddled together to look at the computer screen. His wife bent down to carefully examine the photos, thinking they were pretty good. But Peter wasn't looking at the photos; instead, he was peeking through her neckline at her full breasts and her tender nipples! Stimulated
by his wife's visual stimulation, Peter's penis was already throbbing painfully, but he still seriously discussed the next steps of the shoot with his wife. Peter
demanded that his wife change into sexy pajamas before shooting. My wife is usually very conservative and never dresses provocatively, but strangely enough, this time she didn't hesitate. She got up, ran to the bathroom, took off her maternity clothes, and tried on the revealing pajamas Peter had brought her. Although called pajamas, apart from an extra semi-transparent outer layer, it was practically indistinguishable from a bikini.
Looking at herself in the mirror, the wife noticed that although her bra wasn't a t-back, the fabric around her thighs was thin and narrow, clearly revealing the dark shadow of her thick pubic hair. The fabric over her buttocks was also minimal, barely covering her large, round bottom. Her thin bra barely contained her full breasts, and her red nipples were clearly visible, making her look extremely exposed.
Since their marriage, the wife had never dressed so revealingly, even in front of her husband. The thought of displaying her alluring body to a stranger she was meeting for the first time filled her with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement, her nipples hardening involuntarily.
Just then, Peter told his wife outside the bathroom door that he was ready and asked if she was. She then opened the door with her head down. Peter saw his wife's beautiful, mature body, partially obscured by the sexy nightgown he had brought, her large buttocks and slender waist making him unable to stop himself from staring. He was delighted that this naive young woman was falling deeper and deeper into his trap.
Seeing his expression, his wife realized she was dressed too provocatively and blushed deeply, freezing in place. Peter, realizing his momentary lapse, immediately turned away to avoid staring at her and led her to the bedroom, which had been rearranged into a simple photography studio. The room was filled with projector lights and reflectors, looking quite professional. Women like to feel valued, and seeing Peter's earnestness pleased his wife.
Peter told her to drink some wine to bolster her courage before starting to photograph her. While it was generally considered inappropriate for a pregnant woman to drink much, his wife was incredibly nervous and, thinking a small glass wouldn't be a problem, drank it without further thought. Peter turned off the lights, leaving only the camera lights on. Under the bright light, his wife saw Peter running around with the camera, constantly instructing her to strike various alluring poses. Completely absorbed in the moment, his wife forgot she was wearing a revealing nightgown, exposed to a man she had just met.
Peter, through the camera lens, greedily peered at his wife's mature body, which was partially obscured. The advantage of photography was that he could openly admire a beautiful woman's body and demand various poses from her. After shooting for about half an hour, Peter saved the photos to his laptop again. His wife naturally went to look at the photos he had just taken.
Peter casually offered her another drink, discussing the results with her while subtly stealing glances at her alluring figure, barely concealed by her sexy nightgown. His wife's pretty face flushed after drinking, and her breathing and heartbeat quickened. Peter thought that with a little more time, and with the added effect of alcohol, it wouldn't be long before he could taste the flavors of this long-awaited, beautiful woman.
Peter deliberately frowned, pretending to be dissatisfied with the photos. His wife noticed and asked him if something was wrong. Peter then told her to look at other people's photos on his laptop for reference, and then took the opportunity to show her some erotic pictures.
Although my wife felt it was somewhat inappropriate to look at erotic pictures with a strange man while wearing sexy pajamas, after spending the entire afternoon together, she had developed trust in her boyfriend. Besides, using the pictures as references was a legitimate reason, so she wasn't too resistant. However, under the series of visual stimuli, the mature woman's body inevitably reacted.
At this moment, her nipples gradually hardened, standing erect against her pajamas. Her beautiful face gradually flushed, her gorgeous body became hot, and her crotch unconsciously became wet. She could only cross her legs and rub them together. Suddenly, a long-awaited pleasure attacked her vulva. My wife couldn't help but let out a soft "Oh~~"! To cover up this shameful physical change, she hurriedly drank the wine in her glass in one gulp.
Peter, of course, noticed the subtle changes in his wife's body. He realized that the saying that pregnant women have a higher sex drive was true; otherwise, how could a few erotic pictures have aroused her to such a high level that she couldn't control herself? Yet, he remained calm and even made an excuse to refill her drink, deliberately running away to give her more time to enjoy the photos. He planned to continue filming with her once he had fully aroused her.
When he returned, Peter told his wife that her makeup had smudged and asked her to go to the bathroom to touch it up. His wife happily ran away to clean up her unruly body. In the bathroom, she discovered that her crotch was soaked. She quickly grabbed some toilet paper to dry herself, but the wet stains on her underwear wouldn't dry quickly enough. She could only hope that Peter wouldn't notice, as it was a very embarrassing secret...
Back in the room, Peter told his wife to finish her drink before continuing the shoot. By this time, his wife was already a little drunk, but the more drunk she got, the more she wanted to drink, so she quickly downed the entire glass of wine, gradually becoming increasingly incoherent. The erotic images she had just seen flashed through her mind, constantly arousing her sexual desire. The sight of her dazzling body on camera during the shoot made her feel like she was being spied on, like she was being voyeurized by a man. The physiological reaction was quite stimulating, making her uncontrollably excited.
After Peter took a few pictures, he started suggesting his wife pose in some lewd ways, standing or lying down. He even told her to lie on the bed with her legs spread wide in an "M" shape. His wife felt this pose was too shameful, so she turned around and lay on the bed like a puppy, letting Peter film her from behind. She never imagined it would be even hotter from behind; not only were her beautiful leg lines fully exposed, but the private parts exposed between her round, large buttocks made Peter swallow hard!
The naive wife thought Peter was filming her whole body, unaware that he was boldly and continuously filming close-ups of her genitals through the lens. At this moment, his wife's panties were soaking wet. A lot of pubic hair peeked out from beside the fabric, barely covering the top of her thighs, clearly visible. Even parts of the darker skin around her vulva were exposed. The shape of her labia was clearly visible against the transparent fabric, completely revealing her secret place to Peter.
This sight could make any man lose control, and Peter was no exception. His crotch was noticeably erect, but his wife, with her back to him, was completely unaware. During the shoot, Peter pretended to say his wife's pose was a little stiff and went over to adjust it.
Caught off guard, Peter reached out and removed her semi-transparent jacket, then unhooked her bra, and finally pulled off her already soaked panties. His wife quickly said, "No, you can't do this..." But in an instant, she was completely naked, her smooth, bare body exposed directly to Peter's eyes. My wife was trying to get up, her hands covering her lower body but unable to quite manage it, probably because of the alcohol. Her legs were sore and weak she couldn't even walk!
Peter wasn't in a rush; after removing her pajamas, he stepped back and continued filming with a straight face. My wife thought, "He's already seen everything, there's no point in protesting." Perhaps it was the alcohol; perhaps she was enjoying the thrill of being ogled; perhaps her body was craving sex due to recent lack of intimacy—in any case, at this point, my wife no longer thought of resisting and simply let Peter film her.
At this moment, Peter knew that only one step remained to reach his goal. Upon closer inspection, he saw that his wife, who was pregnant for the first time, had a different charm. Her slightly protruding belly was as smooth as silk, radiating an irresistible glow. Her long, beautiful legs and the mature aura of a young woman made her even more charming and lovely under the camera. While taking pictures, Peter told his wife that although she was pregnant, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He hoped to capture her beauty forever through his photography. His wife was so moved that she almost hugged Peter and cried.
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(III)
Peter and his wife's third day (2) The long-awaited climax
Peter probably knew that his wife was just playing hard to get, so he walked behind her and said that he would help her relax. At this time, apart from being shy and embarrassed, his wife did not have much suspicion. Peter parted her hair, gently pressing her shoulders and neck, caressing every inch of her fair, flawless back. His fingers felt like they were electrified; his wife felt a jolt of electricity coursing through her body wherever he touched, making her unbearably itchy and slowly becoming wanton.
Under Peter's teasing, her defenses gradually relaxed, her whole body becoming incredibly sensitive and excited, desperately needing a man's affection. She almost wanted to ride on Peter, letting him fill the emptiness between her legs. But remembering that she was a married woman, always faithful in her relationships, and had never been with anyone other than her husband, she had to restrain herself, suppressing her burning desire, and nestling against Peter like a little bird.
The experienced Peter knew his wife was struggling internally, and he knew that a woman's reluctance wasn't due to a lack of desire, but rather a fear of being found out—truly, "nine out of ten women are willing, only the man's mouth isn't tight." Since most women are driven by love, once he gets her interested in him, everything becomes easier.
Peter sat on the bed, embracing his wife from behind, and whispered tenderly in her ear how he had longed for her ever since their first online chat, asking her to trust him. His naked wife, lying in the arms of a man other than her husband, no longer cared whether her words were genuine or feigned. She gradually relaxed, turning shyly to gaze at Peter with alluring eyes.
Peter, sensing her affections, knew she wouldn't resist much. He kissed her cheek first, then her lips, his hands moving freely from her armpits to her breasts, caressing her pink nipples.
His wife instinctively tried to stop Peter's advances by wrapping her arms around his, but her sensitive nipples immediately hardened at the light touch of his fingers. Peter kept telling her this would be a secret between them, and that he knew her husband rarely made love to her, understanding her discomfort, and that he only wanted to make her happy. He also assured her that he was dressed and wouldn't do anything inappropriate, telling her to relax and enjoy herself. Gradually, he persuaded her to remove her hands from her covering.
His wife said she didn't want to, but Peter was making her feel incredibly good, and the alcohol was coursing through her veins, making her feel a burning, unbearable itch. The desire she had suppressed for months was ignited, and
she finally couldn't resist tilting her head back and passionately kissing Peter. Peter held his wife, his tongue slipping into her lips, intertwining with hers, sucking her saliva, making her moan softly. As his wife was lost in Peter's passionate kisses, Peter played with her breasts with one hand while secretly slipping his other hand between her legs. He felt that she was already wet and his hand was covered in sticky, lustful fluid. He chuckled to himself, knowing that it wouldn't be long before he could taste this delicate wife.
A woman's self-preservation instinct made his wife warily cover her private parts with her hands, and she shyly said to Peter, "You can't do this." Peter, determined to make my beloved wife both wanton and wanton, was taking it slow and methodical. So he let go of her hands, not forcing her, but instead focusing his kisses on the back of her neck and behind her ears, making her moan and groan. My innocent wife had no experience in dealing with this situation; she was completely limp and at Peter's mercy.
Seeing my wife's seductive appearance, Peter once again reached between her legs and began to knead her. Although his wife still instinctively pushed him away with her hands, the physical pleasure had long since overcome her reason; it was all just a symbolic struggle.
Peter first explored his wife's plump, moist labia with his fingertips, finding them slightly parted, as if anticipating the arrival of an uninvited guest. While massaging his wife's clitoris, Peter slid his middle finger into the crevice of her vagina, probing and teasing, making his wife feel extremely comfortable. At this moment, his wife's mind was hazy and blank; she only knew that pleasure was constantly surging through her body from her vagina, and she made muffled and indistinct moans. His wife closed her eyes, her whole body weak and trembling with pleasure.
Peter didn't say a word, only focusing on stimulating his wife's vagina. The more Peter touched his wife, the more excited she became. Her hidden animalistic nature was released. She actively twisted her tempting legs to meet Peter's skillful fingers. Her expression became hungry and lewd. Her lust was high. She cried out more and more wildly. Finally, she could not hold back and her whole body convulsed and trembled. Her buttocks kept twitching and her honey hole kept contracting. With a groan, she finally reached the long-awaited orgasm!
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(IV)
Peter and his wife's third day (3) The wife's depravity
The pure wife had little experience with hugging and kissing boys. She had never tried masturbation. She never thought that Peter's little finger could make her feel like she was in heaven and reach orgasm. She always thought that the pleasure of making love with her husband was the orgasm. Now, compared with that, her husband had never let her enjoy it!
Since she was pregnant for many months, she had been lacking in sex life. Now she finally got to release it all at once. It made her wife very happy.
As the afterglow of her climax gradually faded, his wife, drenched in sweat, collapsed into Peter's arms, panting heavily, unable to speak for a moment. Peter withdrew his fingers from her, and she was immediately filled with a feeling of emptiness and loss. The experienced Peter held his wife close, gently kissing her forehead, and whispered, "Was it good?"
His wife gasped, "You, you...you're so bad!" Her voice sounded sticky and incredibly sexy. Peter then held his wife with one arm, while the other continued to caress her breasts, rubbing her still-erect nipples with his fingers. This time, his wife didn't resist, letting him play with her body. That's how women are; once you've given them pleasure, nothing else matters.
Peter remained silent, simply lying there flirting with his wife, quickly reigniting her desire. She felt a burning sensation in her private parts, longing for something to fill her, to let her experience that incredible pleasure again! She longed to give her body to Peter, a thought that would be wonderful. But even if a woman desires it, she wouldn't easily let someone take advantage of her. Her mind was in turmoil, a painful internal struggle.
Lost in thought, she didn't know when Peter had climbed on top of her, his legs spreading hers.
Although Peter was still dressed, when his already erect penis touched her wet, warm vagina, a surge of pleasure coursed through her body like an electric current. She vaguely knew that this time she was truly being taken, but after everything that had just happened, and considering her own attraction to Peter, she couldn't find the strength to resist him.
Peter pressed his wife down on the bed, his tongue venturing into her mouth, slowly eroding her consciousness. Her body was once again under his control.
He kissed his way down his wife's neck, his nimble tongue teasing her breasts, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. Her body's sexual desire was intense. "Oh...uh...God! You're licking me so well...uh...woo...so...comfortable...uh...mmm..." His wife murmured incoherently, as if hypnotized. Unconsciously,
she was lost in the teasing of Peter's tongue, her body completely betraying her. Her hands embraced Peter's back, her fair legs gripping his waist, her vulva meeting his erect penis in his pants. She couldn't help but move her hips boldly, as if hoping the swollen penis would break through the barrier and fill the emptiness between her legs.
Their lower bodies rubbed against each other like this, and his wife's heart was ablaze with desire, her mind filled with sexual needs, but the constraints of her clothes made it difficult to be satisfied. Her heart was itching with an irresistible urge, and the fluid flowing from her vulva was like a flood, soaking a large patch of the sheets.
At this moment, Peter couldn't resist any longer. Without warning, he unzipped his pants and pulled them down, aiming his hot, hard penis at his wife's vagina. He thrust forward forcefully, inch by inch, penetrating her tender, beautiful vulva.
The sudden, full pleasure made his wife feel incredibly comfortable, but the guilt of their illicit affair also jolted her awake. Startled, she hurriedly tried to get up, saying, "No, what are you doing...you can't do this..."
Before she could finish speaking, Peter's hands gripped her buttocks, giving her no room to breathe, and he relentlessly pushed his large penis further in, invading the deepest part of her honey pot.
"Silly girl, don't be afraid! If you don't tell and I don't tell, who will know?" Peter coaxed, taking advantage of his wife's confusion and disorientation, and continued to thrust forcefully. My wife's body was suddenly overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, leaving her weak all over. She thought that since he had already taken her, resistance was futile, so she let him have his way.
Although she didn't have much sexual experience, she was quite cooperative in bed. With Peter's movements, she closed her eyes and arched her hips high to receive his thrusts, as if hoping this feeling would never end! Soon, she was panting heavily, and a powerful orgasm erupted. Only then did she truly understand how pleasurable it was to be a woman.
While she was moaning loudly, exhausted from the pleasure, Peter didn't stop to let her rest. Instead, he continued to thrust his hard penis inside her, and she desperately raised her hips to meet him. Waves of pleasure washed over her, one orgasm after another. She could only release her ecstatic feelings by screaming loudly.
The continuous orgasms left her completely drained, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, she begged Peter to stop. Peter, admiring the blissful expression on his wife's beautiful face, gently asked, "How does it feel? Is it comfortable?"
His wife, almost breathless, replied softly, "You...you bad boy...your...it's...making me...want to die..." Clearly, she was completely conquered by Peter. The chaste young woman of a moment ago had transformed into a fiery, wanton woman.
At this moment, his wife squinted, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. Peter pressed down on his wife, letting his burning penis press deep inside her, while his hands gently caressed her full breasts, lightly pinching her pink nipples with his fingertips. Since her pregnancy, his wife's breasts had always been swollen and very sensitive. Now, aroused again, an uncontrollable lust burned within her. Her strong, powerful legs involuntarily clamped around Peter, and her vagina trembled.
Peter sensed his wife's reaction and attacked her pink areola with his mouth, biting and sucking hard on her nipple, ready to have his way with her again. But just as he began to slowly thrust, his wife suddenly pushed him away and sat up.
Peter thought she had changed her mind again, but to his surprise, she said shyly, "It's not good for the baby in my belly if you're on top. This time, I'll be on top." With that, she eagerly knelt down on top of Peter, facing him. At this moment, his wife saw Peter's body clearly for the first time. His strong physique and broad chest made her already petite frame appear even smaller. His thick, large, veiny penis was completely different from her husband's; no wonder she had brought him to multiple orgasms.
Peter was overjoyed to see his wife so wanton. He immediately pulled down his pants, which were already half-undone, rolled over, and, smiling, used his hands to guide his wife's round, white buttocks, carefully aligning her soft, wet vagina with his penis. His wife's starry eyes were slightly closed, her red lips slightly parted, and her waist slowly sank down. She felt the hard penis slide inch by inch into her vagina, bringing a pleasurable sensation.
"Oh...oh...God...it's all the way in...it's killing me...ah..." Finally, his wife completely swallowed Peter's penis and sat on top of him. Perhaps due to the pregnancy causing her uterus to swell and sag, she felt Peter's penis deeply pressing against her clitoris. Before he even began to thrust, a wave of intoxicating pleasure had already brought her to another orgasm!
His wife was completely exhausted and could only lie on top of Peter. Peter had no choice but to take the initiative, using his hands to push and sway his wife's slender waist up and down, thrusting upwards with great force, pounding his penis against her clitoris and pounding into the deepest part of her vagina again and again. His wife was powerless to resist, moaning loudly and ecstatically. Her pleading voice trembled slightly, like a sob, and the room was filled with her moans. Of course, Peter did not let her off so easily.
"Oh...stop...oh...God...I...ah...help...it feels so good...so good...it's coming...oh...it's coming...it's coming again..." Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, the wife had long forgotten all shame.
The amplitude of her vaginal movements increased, her vagina gripping Peter's hard penis, grinding against her, making her feel both numb and pleasurable. With each thrust, Peter penetrated deeper into her, reaching her most sensitive spot. The head of his penis rubbed against her overflowing, honey-like vagina, bringing them both indescribable pleasure.
The wife moaned ecstatically, countless orgasms leaving her dazed. Her vaginal muscles contracted and convulsed incessantly, her vagina constantly sucking at Peter's engorged, erect penis. The accumulating pleasure made Peter unable to bear it any longer. His entire body tensed, and he thrust his penis upwards, ejaculating his semen into the deepest part of her vagina with each throbbing motion.
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(V)
Peter and his wife's third day (4) The wife's depravity
Peter's hot semen poured into his wife's body in waves, pressing her buttocks with both hands, allowing his throbbing penis to penetrate deeper into her body. The glans of his penis pressed wildly against the flower core of her honey hole, constantly pushing her to the peak of sensory stimulation, making her feel as if she were flying in the clouds, her whole body was out of control, and she shouted: "Ah...ah...ah...it feels so good..." Her tender hole kept contracting, as if sucking Peter's penis, wanting to squeeze out every drop of his semen.
Under Peter's fierce attack, his wife reached the peak of pleasure once again, her whole body pressed against Peter's body like a deflated balloon, her beautiful face showing a satisfied smile, panting in ecstasy.
After a series of intense encounters, Peter was drenched in sweat and exhausted. His penis, which had remained inside her for a while, gradually softened and slipped out of her tight vagina, causing thick, white fluid to seep out.
The two lay on the bed, and Peter told his wife that he had never been with such a wanton woman before, making her feel utterly ashamed. At that moment, Peter knew he had successfully awakened the lustful nature hidden within his wife, bringing it to the surface during their incestuous encounter!
After resting for a while, the two got up, dressed, and hurriedly tidied the room before I returned home. As Peter left, his wife lingered, kissing him tenderly inside the door, whispering, "I love you!" It seemed she had fallen deeply in love with Peter's manhood, their affair blossoming into something more.
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