[Wife's Exposure] (01-02) Author: Old Wang Next Door

Author: Neighbor Wang
Word Count: 17984

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Chapter 1: My Wife's Exposure - The

Grocery Shopping Incident I often read exposing stories about wives on forums, and I also have cuckolding fantasies. I often fantasize about
the same storylines as in the books, having my wife intentionally or unintentionally expose herself, and slowly "training" her to become the
person she is today. Some paragraphs have to borrow from other works by fellow enthusiasts as transitions...

Today I'll share some stories about my wife and me with you.

My wife and I are from the South. My wife is 32 years old this year, of medium build, quite voluptuous, with large breasts, and
belongs to the repressedly sexy type. She gets very wet at the slightest touch, and a lot at that. Since my wife gave birth, her libido has grown stronger
every day . I've always been very glad I married her, but it wasn't until after she gave birth that I slowly came to understand her.

When we first got married, life was very ordinary. She liked the ordinary life, but I didn't. I wanted to
find some fun in the ordinary life, and slowly we achieved the sexual happiness we have today.

My wife has recently developed a liking for being spied on. At first, she'd just show her cleavage and a bit of her panties, but
gradually she got bored and started showing more and more, until it became uncontrollable.

She secretly told me that she really enjoys wearing revealing clothes and the feeling of being spied on,
but she's afraid I'll get angry and call her promiscuous.

I told her: "You can do whatever you want, I promise I won't be angry."

These past few days, I specifically bought several pairs of the most transparent and thinnest thongs available on Taobao
, but they had to look normal, not obviously sexy underwear. They
had to be quite large in the front and back, very transparent, so that her pubic hair and anus were clearly visible. The crotch area had to be as thin as possible
, ideally revealing a bit of her clitoris and the tip of her labia minora, with her labia majora showing as well. Wearing these
with a loose skirt while out and about is the perfect way to avoid accidental exposure; people will just think it was an accidental flash.

This whole thing started when my wife went to buy potatoes. That day, at a potato stall, she let
the vendor clearly see her private parts for over ten minutes, and then she was sexually assaulted. The vendor, a man in his fifties, was
shirtless, wearing only a pair of old, baggy shorts, kind of like beach shorts…

The potatoes were piled on the ground in a small corner of the road not far from the market, and the vendor was
sitting on a small stone.

My wife and I had just finished having sex at home that afternoon, and she still wanted more. We were out of vegetables for dinner, so we
decided to go out and buy some, cook later, and take a break
. I told her to dress nicely, so I picked out a large-necked, faux-silk skirt that she usually likes to wear.
She usually wears thongs, but that day I told her we'd be back soon, so she didn't need to wear a bra
; it was too hot and uncomfortable. When we got close to the market, we saw a potato stall with only one middle-aged man there;
it was probably still early, and there weren't any other stalls nearby.

I told my wife, "Go buy some potatoes. I'll buy a pack of cigarettes first and come back to find you later."

I went to a small shop nearby, and my wife went over. The stall owner saw a
beautiful woman walking towards him from afar. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that my wife's clothes were somewhat transparent, and he could vaguely see her two large breasts
swaying as she walked, especially her nipples, which were very obvious. The stall owner got a little aroused. With
a beautiful woman patronizing him, he seemed very enthusiastic. My

wife looked at the potatoes and thought they looked pretty good. She asked about the price, and then bent over, sticking out her buttocks, picking out potatoes. Even from inside the shop, I could
see half of her buttocks exposed. While picking, my wife chatted with the owner, who
responded with a few words. Then, my wife glanced at the owner and noticed that he was staring at her chest. She realized she
wasn't wearing a bra, and her two 38F breasts were completely exposed to the stall owner. She was already wearing a low-cut top, and
now bent over like that, her breasts were almost spilling out, with her nipples just touching the collar.

Half of her areola was already showing, and the stall owner kept staring at it.
His wife was getting a little embarrassed. She wanted to cover herself, but that wouldn't be good, and she didn't want the stall owner to think she was exposing herself. She figured she
might as well let him look; there was no harm in it. She was enjoying it, and gradually she became aroused
. She hadn't had her fill yet, and now the stall owner's gaze made her even more aroused. She was even getting wet
. She thought to herself, "Didn't my husband say we could do whatever we wanted?" The thought of exposing herself resurfaced. "I'll just let the stall owner have his way
," she thought. After picking for a while, she noticed the potatoes at the top weren't very good, so she looked for bigger ones at the bottom.

After standing for a while, my legs got a little tired, so I squatted down with my legs together, a very ladylike posture. My wife
chatted with the stall owner while naturally changing her squatting positions. After a minute or two, she
continued rummaging through the potatoes, then very naturally took a step forward and to the right with her right leg. Because of
this step, the distance between my wife and the stall owner was closer. The stall owner, who was already leaning forward to help
my pick potatoes, looked from behind and his head was less than 30 centimeters from my wife's knee.
After my wife opened her legs to the side, she was in a standard squatting position with her legs spread open, and her fluffy skirt
slid back up to her upper thighs with that step. My wife leaned forward to pick potatoes near the stall owner's feet. The stall owner
blinked his wrinkled eyes, and I knew he had seen the thong under her skirt. When I came out in the afternoon, I specifically
picked out a slightly see-through thong. The stall owner started to stutter a bit when he saw it. The bottom was pushing up my shorts really
high. My wife glanced at the stall owner at that moment.

The stall owner's crotch was quite high, and he was wearing old-fashioned, baggy shorts.
You could clearly see his testicles and thick, large penis through his trouser legs. My wife thought it was much bigger than her husband's
; she wondered how comfortable it would feel to put it inside. Just then, I called my wife and said I was
meeting a friend and would be a little late, and she could take her time picking through the potatoes. My wife, holding the phone in
one hand and still picking through the potatoes with the other, saw a very large potato and reached for it. It rolled to the stall owner's
feet, near his testicles. Without thinking, she reached for it, her hand brushing
against his trouser leg. The leg shifted, and his testicles popped out, resting on her hand. My wife was visibly nervous and
flinched. Suddenly, his penis sprang out. My wife's eyes were fixed on the stall owner's...
My heart raced as I looked at the stall owner's penis, which was at least as thick as my forearm, with testicles the size of eggs and
covered in dark hair.

My wife wanted to tell the stall owner that his testicles were showing, but she didn't know how to say it and was quite
embarrassed
. Her face turned red, and she lowered her head and whispered to the stall owner, "Your two potatoes down there..." She was too embarrassed to continue. The stall owner didn't understand what she meant and replied, "You've already
picked out all the bigger potatoes here..." Watching the stall owner's penis throb and his glans already dripping with fluid... my wife swallowed
hard... she was also aroused.

The stall owner was unaware that his penis was showing. While chatting with my wife, he also stared at her genitals.
He looked at the panties that barely covered her labia minora, clearly visible to
him, probably even closer than when I look at them at home. My wife was picking at this and that, pretending to be
oblivious .

But below, there was already an overflow of vaginal fluid, almost dripping down. The thong was completely soaked and became
very transparent, especially the lower part of the triangular strip. The clear, glistening water had completely seeped through from both sides and flowed down,
soaking the thin gauze connecting the cotton fabric. One large stream of water stayed on the anus, while another stream flowed past the anus and stopped
on the right buttock, forming a small droplet. Looking up at the cotton strip, the upper part wasn't too wet,
but because the lower part was soaked, and the squatting position had tightened the already small panties, the wet part in the middle
had sunk into the labia minora.

The shape of the two labia minora was clearly visible on the thin, almost transparent fabric, and the pink
labia minora marks were showing through like the number eight. Looking up, a large patch of dark pubic hair
was exposed in a sexy way, with many long hairs peeking out through the small holes in the thin fabric. The pubic hair that the underwear couldn't cover was also
sticking out. My wife had said at home that this thong was too thin and too revealing. She knew that others could see her
labia minora and vaginal opening, but she still dared to wear it out for others to see. She felt that having her private
parts seen was an indescribable pleasure. I really

admire her for exposing herself so closely and still being able to chat and laugh with the stall owner. At this moment, the stall owner also saw several
relatively large potatoes right at my wife's feet and under her buttocks. He reached out to grab them. Looking at my wife's pubic hair,
it was hanging straight down because of the flow of vaginal fluid. It looked like the water droplets were about to drip down.

The stall owner's hand reached out and just happened to touch the hanging pubic hair. All the vaginal fluid flowed onto the back of the stall owner's hand
. The stall owner withdrew his hand and deliberately licked the back of his hand. It was like nectar in the desert, leaving an unforgettable aftertaste.
My wife blushed and her heart raced when she saw the stall owner licking her vaginal fluids. She really wanted him to lick her labia minora, but she didn't
want to say . After the stall owner reached out and touched her several times,

his hand would touch her pubic hair each time, which started to itch a little. My wife pretended not to notice and
lowered her buttocks a little. Several times, his hand touched the fabric outside her labia minora. Each
slight friction would move the crotch of her thong a little to the side. After many frictions, a miracle
happened. Her thong was now hanging down to the side, and her pink labia minora on the left side was completely exposed,
gently resting on the edge of her underwear.

My wife, nearing orgasm, just wanted the stall owner's hand to rub her vigorously...

When the stall owner finally withdrew his hand, he deliberately hooked his little finger around my wife's crotch and gently pulled, completely exposing
her genitals and buttocks. Not even a single patch of thick, dark pubic hair was covered.
My wife couldn't bring herself to say he did it on purpose, nor could she say anything directly, so she pretended not to notice. Her vaginal fluid
finally flowed down, pooling at the vaginal opening, clear and like glue. A lot of the fluid overflowed from
the edge of her underwear, making a large puddle on the ground. My wife was too embarrassed to look down and could only pretend
to continue picking potatoes. Later, my wife told me that she had deliberately lowered her buttocks so that
the bottom of her thong could hook the stall owner's hand, which created the effect.

I saw her two parted, soaking wet labia minora, her pink vaginal flesh, and a gush of
translucent vaginal out, like a flood bursting its banks. I walked over then, specifically to ask
my wife if she had finished buying. They were both still lost in their own daydreams…

The stall owner and my wife were startled. My wife, afraid I would see her overflowing with vaginal fluid, quickly stood up
and said , "The potatoes here are quite cheap. I want to buy more, but there are too few to choose from." I knew my wife hadn't had
enough and wanted to continue, so I'd keep her company.

The stall owner, quick-witted, immediately said, "I have plenty more on my tricycle. Since you're buying so much, come pick some from the tricycle
. I guarantee you'll be satisfied." The stall owner also stood up at this point, unaware that his erect penis was sticking
out , at least 20 centimeters long, almost touching my wife's body. I thought the stall owner was probably
deliberately showing his penis to my wife. My wife saw it but was too embarrassed to say anything, so she said, "Let's
pick some more from the truck." I pretended not to know or see anything and let them continue their act.

My wife's labia minora, which weren't covered by her panties, looked even more
swollen because she was standing up. The thong was digging into her labia, and her vaginal fluid was flowing down her thighs. I wanted to reach in and wipe it, but I was afraid someone would see.

My wife followed the vendor to the back of the tricycle. There was still about half a cart of potatoes left. Because the tricycle
was parked with the front facing the road, my wife was facing me. She was bending over again, picking potatoes from the tricycle.
I
could see her two large, white breasts swaying back and forth inside her round neckline. I thought the vendor was in for a treat. The vendor, being a kind person, immediately said, "Let me help you pick some." The vendor
stood behind my wife, bent over, and leaned against her back. One hand was picking potatoes,
while the other remained hanging down.

Standing in front of the stall, I couldn't see my wife's lower body at all, only her upper body. My wife's face was flushed, and she was
breathing heavily. I wondered, "Is picking potatoes really that tiring?" The stall owner was also sweating profusely . I noticed his waist was pressing against my wife's buttocks, gently rubbing against them. Tired of standing, I squatted down and followed their gaze. Now I could see my wife's lower body, just her white legs spread apart. Where was her skirt? Looking down again, I saw that her skirt had somehow ridden up to her waist, and there was rubbing back and forth.

With each potato the vendor picked, he would shift his hips, his enormous glans
sliding , past the perineum, and down to the anus. Then it would slide along the vulva, from the anus, past the perineum,
and back to the clitoris…

I glanced down; my wife's genitals were glistening, her pubic hair wet, and the overflowing fluids dripped down
the vendor's penis, past his testicles, and onto the floor.

My wife, blushing, trembled as she picked at the potatoes, her attention completely absorbed by his penis. She was close to
climax ; just a little more stimulation and she would reach orgasm. She didn't want anything else, just a penis,
whoever's it was; her vagina was unbearably itchy…

The vendor, unaware that he was secretly supporting her waist with one hand and lifting her skirt, continued...

He slightly lifted his wife's buttocks, aimed his penis at her vaginal opening, and deliberately said that
the potato in front was big. He leaned forward, and his penis thrust into her vagina. His wife's legs went weak, and she
groaned , "Ah..." Her large breasts trembled back and forth. Caught off guard, the potato she had just picked fell
to the ground, and she had to pick another one. My wife was finally being penetrated by another man right in front of me! Seeing that
large penis, so

deeply inserted into my wife's vagina... I started trembling with excitement. As my wife bent over to pick another potato,
the stall owner began to hold her buttocks again, gently thrusting. "Oh...so deep...faster..."

I told my wife that was enough, let's go home. My wife said, word by word: "A little longer..."
…Almost done… I didn’t want to stop just like that. It was rare for my wife to be so open today. I usually
have a cuckold fetish, so I was happy to enjoy it easily.

My wife’s legs were wide open, her vagina throbbing with the stall owner’s penis, and she was still struggling to bend over
and pick potatoes. At this moment, the stall owner wanted to change positions, so he said to my wife… “There are still many good ones up there. You can put
one foot on the cart, it will be easier to pick them up that way.” My wife did as the stall owner said without thinking. “Then help me
, my legs are a little weak.” The stall owner held my wife’s thigh with one hand and touched her buttocks with the other,
and lifted her onto the cart in one go…

Now The wife had one foot on the ground and the other on the car, her legs spread wide, allowing the stall owner to penetrate her
even deeper . Her two large breasts were completely outside her clothes, swaying wildly from side to side.

In front of her husband, as the stall owner's penis thrust in and out, the wife moaned, "Oh...ah..." and soon reached
orgasm . After the orgasm, the wife regained some sense and tried to push the stall owner away, not wanting him to continue. "If he keeps going, my
husband will find out.

" But the stall owner wasn't about to let her off so easily. "You've had your fun, but I haven't! You little slut,
not even wearing a bra, just those tiny panties! You're clearly here for me to fuck you! What do you call this?"
The stall owner whispered in his wife's ear, then kneaded her sensitive nipples with his index finger and thumb. "Ah...
no...ah...don't pinch...it feels...so good..." his wife gasped,
about to have her second orgasm.

The stall owner then grabbed her waist with one hand and touched her breasts with the other, kneading
them while asking if she felt good. "Ah...ah...so good...so good...I'm going to cum...cum outside
...outside...I'm in my...danger period..." Even in her pleasure, she didn't forget to tell the stall owner not to ejaculate inside.

"Ah...ah..." Having finally gotten the chance to sleep with such a beautiful woman, the stall owner wasn't about to pass up the opportunity
. He silently thrust into her. Although I was nearby, I could vaguely hear... *slap! slap!* A
loud I'm going to... cum..." The low, panting breaths, accompanied by increasingly
intense thrusts, foreshadowed the stall owner's imminent ejaculation. "Ah... ahh... no... no... ah... no
..." Although my wife resisted fiercely, she couldn't stop the beast behind her from seeking physical pleasure. "

It's coming... it's coming... ah... ah... no... I really can't take it anymore..." My wife said
no, but her lower body didn't flinch; instead, it kept welcoming the stall owner's thrusts. "Ah... it's coming... ah...
all for you..." Her vagina was ready to receive the stall owner's semen. The stall owner pulled my wife forcefully towards him with his left hand, thrusting his lower body
forward with all his might, as if he wanted to penetrate as deeply as possible into my wife's uterus. "Ah... I'm coming... so deep...
ah... ah..." My wife lowered her head weakly, not wanting me to see the flush of orgasm on her face.

In the end, the stall owner's penis was inserted 20 centimeters deep into her vagina. My wife's vagina wasn't very deep either; the stall owner's
glans should have reached the opening of her cervix. I watched as the stall owner's testicles contracted and expanded,
releasing semen into my wife's uterus. After a while, his penis softened and
slid naturally out of my wife's vagina. He casually grabbed her skirt to wipe it, then pulled it back into his pants.

My wife got off the car, her legs weak. She held onto the car with one hand and straightened her clothes with the other, tucking her large breasts
back into her clothes. I watched as she walked over, her legs pressed tightly together, to prevent the thick
semen from leaking out.

My wife, holding potatoes, smiled and said to the vendor, "Let me weigh them." The vendor was polite, saying the potatoes weren't worth much
and would be a free gift, adding, "Remember to come again next time..."

She was even thinking about a next time!

Chapter Two: My Wife's Exposure - The Security Guard. My

wife, having been force-fed a bellyful of semen by the vendor, quickly pulled me home. Because she was afraid
it would leak out, she covered her lower abdomen with both hands and walked with her legs tightly pressed together. Her labia majora and minora
were quite cooperative, keeping a tight grip and not letting a single drop of semen spill out. "Honey! Hurry up! I really need to go home to use
the toilet." "Can you walk faster?"

Although my wife had been force-fed a bellyful of semen, she thought I hadn't noticed and only told me she needed to use the toilet.
Of course, I wouldn't give in to her wishes and deliberately walked slowly.

As we approached the entrance to the complex, the lecherous security guard saw me from afar and greeted me: "Brother and sister-in-law, you bought so many potatoes! Let me help you carry them. Look how tired your sister-in-law is..." He grabbed my wife's hand and said, "
Come on... let me carry them... "
I told her my sister-in-law was fine, she could still lift it... Look... brother
... my sister-in-law is sweating, I know that... where did my wife get all that sweat...

The security guard's eyes kept staring at my wife's chest as he spoke, and that's when I noticed that my wife's dress
was sticking to her body because of the sweat, and the fabric at the chest area was becoming a little transparent. She was already wearing a low-cut, round-necked top, 3/
My wife's breasts were completely exposed, a deep cleavage revealing glimpses of her large breasts. She
noticed the security guard staring at her breasts, glanced down at her chest, and thought, "This is so sexy! It's
almost all exposed!" Her pink face flushed instantly. "Honey, let's go home...
"

The lecherous security guard stammered, and I deliberately chatted with him for a bit... "
Why aren't you on duty today? What are you wearing?" The guard replied, "Oh... I played basketball for a while, so I'm
just hanging around here...

Okay! I'll help your wife carry these. It's almost lunchtime, let's go to my place for a drink... Let's go!" The guard
helped carry the potatoes, and we walked and chatted slowly. My wife, her clothes now very transparent,
was covering her breasts with one hand, jogging ahead of us, trying to get home quickly...

I noticed she looked like she was about to ejaculate, her face a mixture of embarrassment and shyness, which involuntarily aroused me
!

This security guard in my neighborhood is new. He's a bit of a sleazy guy, especially when he sees a pretty young woman
. Because of my wife, this sleazy guard often helps me carry things, and
over time… we've gradually become familiar with each other.

My wife, the guard, and I entered the elevator. I noticed my wife's rosy cheeks instantly turn red. I
guessed she was distracted by the guard noticing something, and her vagina didn't clench properly, accidentally leaking a little bit
of semen! Oh no, it leaked out! Luckily, no one saw. My wife thought to herself. "

What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" I immediately asked. "Nothing's wrong! It's just too hot!" "After my wife finished speaking,
she gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, then tugged at
the
hem of her skirt. I guessed she wanted to lengthen the skirt to cover her thighs, afraid that the semen flowing down would be seen by us. It would have been fine if she hadn't pulled the skirt up, but pulling it up did cover her lower body. The already low-cut top, because she wasn't wearing a bra, revealed almost three-quarters of her large breasts. Her
excited nipples were right on the neckline of the top, high and erect, with light pink areolas and a deep cleavage,
completely exposed to me and the security guard... My wife didn't even consider what would happen to her upper body; she was only thinking about the semen flowing from
her vagina ." ...Oh...it's already flowed down to her labia minora, oh...it's about to drip...
what should I do...

Actually, my wife was completely overthinking it. The two drops of semen would stop flowing less than 5 centimeters, and you couldn't see them at all.
Unless you deliberately lay down and looked up at her inner thighs and vagina, you wouldn't be able to see the two semen
stains on her inner thighs and her glistening, wet labia minora. Ding...the elevator arrived...

My wife hurriedly stepped out of the elevator, took out her key, opened the door, and went inside. She habitually bent down to pick up her slippers to change.
The security guard and I took our things and followed her out of the elevator. As soon as I looked up, I saw my wife's white buttocks... My wife's buttocks were sticking out,
ready to be fucked. I followed behind the security guard, watching him stand there dumbfounded,
staring her backside. The skirt she was wearing was incredibly sexy; because she
was bending over, it rode up at the back, barely covering her anus.

Her thong was askew, the crotch askew, the thong digging into her skin, making her swollen
labia minora appear...wet and with soaked pubic hair, completely exposed to me and the security
guard .

My wife, quite the hostess, thought of getting the security guard some slippers... I... ...Ahem.
His wife turned around and saw the security guard staring at her. She looked down at her own buttocks. Ah...how
...why...is this...this skirt...

Seeing his wife's face turn as red as a monkey's bottom, he tensed up and his vagina loosened, revealing her two wet
labia minora and pink vaginal opening, which opened like a mouth, and the semen inside flowed out
like ...

His wife, disregarding everything, ran to the toilet. The security guard looked at the puddle on the ground, then at his wife's
buttocks behind him...the threads of what he couldn't tell was semen or vaginal fluid flying around... It was still dripping,
all over my wife's legs and the floor... from the living room all the way to the bathroom... The security guard and I exchanged a glance and gave an awkward
smile ... "Let's go in..." We watched my wife go into the bathroom and close the door. A moment later, we heard
the sound of water running inside.

The security guard and I simultaneously glanced at the bathroom door. "Brother! What's wrong with your wife? Why is so much water flowing down there
all of a sudden ? I've never seen anything like it before, brother... This is truly an eye-opener for me today!"
I said, "Oh! It's nothing... nothing... Your wife hasn't been feeling well these past few days. She probably got bitten by bugs the day before yesterday,
that's why!" A lot of water keeps flowing out from down there, I don't know what kind of bug it is? It's so severe, we
've been to the hospital several times but it hasn't helped. I made up a few things... "

Have a seat, I'll get you some tea. Later, I'll have your sister-in-law make a couple of dishes, we'll have a couple of drinks tonight."
I said, "Brother security guard, I heard your family has a history of traditional Chinese medicine. Have you ever seen a patient like your sister-in-law?
We seen Western doctors several times without success, maybe traditional Chinese medicine would be better?" "Traditional Chinese medicine is definitely better.
My father had a female patient like that before, she said it was some kind of bug bite, and it got better after applying some medicine."

Actually, I've studied... In a few years, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor could have my sister-in-law checked out, but the problem lies in that
area , which isn't good for her. I think it's better to go to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic. I just casually mentioned it,
but I didn't expect the security guard to talk so knowledgeably about it; there really are such insects! A while later, the water stopped. Because
my wife hadn't brought a change of clothes, she picked up the clothes she had just taken off, intending to wear them back, but then she smelled them… a strong
smell of sweat…

and her underwear was soaked with her own vaginal fluid and the vendor's semen, so she didn't want to wear them
back . Looking at the empty bathroom, only two… The face towel was way too small…
It covered her thick pubic hair in the front, but not her butt, and the same went for her upper body…

So she had to ask me for help. My wife opened the door a crack, peeked out, and whispered, “Honey, come here for a second
…” I said, “What is it? I’m looking for tea leaves. Where did we put our tea leaves? I can’t find them
!” she muttered under her breath… I went over… As I approached the door, my wife whispered to me, “I
forgot my clothes, could you get them for me?” “Please… honey…” I said impatiently, “I’m
looking for tea leaves.”

Please… honey… oh… alright, alright… which outfit do you want? While helping my wife find clothes
, the thought of exposing her again popped into my head… at home, why not let her dress a
little sexy, so that the lecherous security guard can drool…

I saw one in the closet, a white, low-cut, short dress with a large round neck, kind of like a swimsuit,
but looser. I originally bought it to add some spice… I held it in my hand, looking at
the slightly see-through dress, wondering if it was too sexy, worried that my wife might wear it
. Oh well… here you go, but I can't find your underwear, you'll have to make do with this for now, go find
it … I watched my wife come out. Head down, face flushed, she was probably
still a little embarrassed because she had accidentally shown her wet labia and pink vagina to the security guard!

The security guard greeted her immediately! "Sister-in-law… you're done washing so quickly… you're
getting more and more beautiful… oh!" Seeing my wife wearing a short skirt, half of her breasts exposed, her lower body
barely covering her buttocks, her slender legs clearly visible, she went back to the room, then
hurriedly came out to the balcony, one hand clutching her breasts, the other covering her lower abdomen.

Passing through the living room, I deliberately asked her, "Honey, where did you put the tea leaves? I can't find them...
" My wife, startled by my question, forgot she wasn't wearing underwear and said, "They're in the
coffee table drawer. Let me get them for you!" She squatted down, and the security guard and I, sitting on the sofa in front,
watched as she squatted less than half a meter away. Now, her underwear was once again completely
exposed .

Unbelievable... her labia minora, uncovered by underwear, were wide open... her
clitoris peeked out, and a little further down, her pink vaginal opening and anus were clearly visible
. Upon closer inspection, the semen that hadn't completely drained had turned into water and was still dripping down.

The fluid flowed from her vaginal opening to her perineum and finally to her anus… forming a small droplet, almost dripping down…
I saw her labia minora and pink vaginal opening, opening and closing like a mouth. Because she was squatting,
her breasts were pressed against her knees, revealing her pink areolas, and her nipples were faintly visible through her thin clothes…
I said to my wife, “I’ve checked the coffee table drawers, it’s not here. Could it be somewhere else?” My wife said, “Oh
… maybe it’s in the TV cabinet, I’ll go check.” As she spoke, she went over, bending over to search the TV cabinet.

Because she was bending over, the hem of her short skirt rode up, revealing half of her buttocks. My wife was muttering, “
How can I not find it?!” But she forgot that she was wearing a short skirt. At this moment, the hem of my wife’s short skirt was right
up to the middle of her buttocks, and the security guard and I could easily see half of her buttocks, a deep crease
separating her buttocks, with dark pubic hair in the middle.

I glanced at the security guard, and saw that he wasn’t paying attention to the TV program at all, but was completely focused on my wife
’s buttocks.

I stood up and said, "Let me get it for you!" My wife replied, "No need, you guys watch TV."

She bent down and opened the drawer under the TV cabinet. Because she was bent over, the hem of her skirt was almost
at her waist, revealing her entire white buttocks. The TV cabinet was less than two meters away from me and the security guard. I
could see her two wet labia minora beneath her deep buttocks, still glistening with moisture, and even her anus was exposed.
Her clean anus was a pale pink. I glanced at the security guard; he was staring intently at my wife's buttocks.

Since they had searched the drawer, my wife wondered if the drawer had fallen under the TV cabinet. Suddenly, she knelt on the floor
, her upper body pressed against the ground, looking down at the bottom of the cabinet… Holy crap, her
entire her short skirt had ridden up to her waist, her white buttocks completely exposed and clear. A clean anus
… two wet labia minora.

The security guard had completely lost interest in watching TV; he kept staring at my wife's buttocks. I saw him swallow hard and
rub his hands between his legs. Just then, I heard my wife shout, "I found it! It's under the cabinet, but it's too far for me
to reach !" I saw her shift one leg forward, her left leg slightly apart. She

was straining to reach, her wet labia minora and clean anus slightly parted, opening and closing as if
breathing .

I stood up and said, "Let me help you, get up quickly." My wife stood up and said, "I got it, honey, how
did you get under the cabinet..."

I glanced at the security guard out of the corner of my eye; his lewd gaze was fixed on my wife...
I swallowed hard... His crotch was noticeably bulging, high up, it looked like he wasn't
wearing underwear , and it wasn't small either, judging by the height, at least 20 centimeters long.

My penis and the lewd security guard's penis were already erect, and we were staring intently at my wife's crotch
... My wife held tea leaves in her hand and said, "Here, for you, honey..." I took the tea leaves from her hand. Watching my wife get up
and leave for the balcony… she saw her underwear drying there and suddenly remembered… she hadn't been wearing any underwear when she
came to the balcony to collect it… So… just now, squatting there! With her back bent and her butt sticking out, hadn't
the security guard seen everything down there? The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became! Thinking about how she had just squatted there, her white
thighs and pink labia exposed to them…

her vaginal fluids increased unconsciously, flowing down her thighs. It seemed my wife's desire
had risen .

She glanced at us furtively, afraid we would notice something… Seeing that we weren't paying attention,
she looked left and right, searching for something. Apparently, she couldn't find anything, so she
wiped the fluid from her thighs and labia with her hand. Wow… so much fluid! Looking at her hands… so much fluid,
where could she wipe it? Her hands were soaking wet, and there was nowhere to dry them? My wife, on a sudden inspiration, put her wet fingers
in her mouth and started licking them. Watching her lick so passionately, it was as if she were licking a penis… so suggestive
…

I looked at her and asked, “Honey, what are you eating? You’re eating so deliciously. Don’t
eat , give us some too…”

My wife blushed and replied, “Don’t talk nonsense, there’s nothing delicious here. I’m collecting the laundry.”
Watching my wife standing there, blushing and unsure what to do, touching this and that, she muttered… “
Why isn’t it dry?” She touched her bra; because of the padding, it was even wetter…

Finally, I found a dry pair of underwear. Seeing her holding a pair of small panties, I hesitated again. I looked at them;
they were black, open-crotch panties, the kind we only wore during sex.

My wife thought, "What should I do? That's the only pair. Not wearing them... that's definitely not an option. If I wear them, what if
I'm exposed and that perverted security guard sees me? Wearing such lewd panties, won't people call me a slut
?!" After much deliberation, she finally decided to put them on. She thought... as long as she kept her legs together, it shouldn't be noticeable
... It seemed the perverted security guard was getting impatient too! With his crotch bulging, he said, "Brother, I
need to use the restroom.

" Watching the security guard sneakily run into the toilet... ...I knew what he was up to right away. I secretly followed him
to see what he was doing inside... Peeking through the crack in the door... I saw him
masturbating , and with the other hand, he was sucking and licking his wife's panties, saying, "This tastes
so fucking slutty! I've never tasted such sweet and delicious slutty juices before."

Watching the security guard's swollen penis ejaculate streams of semen all over his wife's panties, and then
wiping it with the panties... After putting the panties back, I heard him mutter softly... "Why
does it taste like something else? It's not all slutty juices?" Yes... it's semen, yes... every man knows,
this smell is so familiar...

Thinking about how his wife could have a man's semen down there, oh... could she have been penetrated outside?
But looking at his crotch, it doesn't look like he just ejaculated! It must be someone else's... His wife
is so slutty!

I listened to the security guard's grumbling outside the door when my wife came out of the room. Seeing me, she said, "What are you doing standing
here ?" She skipped over, her breasts, not wearing a bra, swaying up and down, her pink
nipples faintly visible...

My wife said, "Honey, what do you want to eat tonight?" I replied, "Anything is fine..."

A moment later, the security guard came out of the restroom. Seeing my wife, he said, "Sister-in-law, you look so beautiful today
..." My wife looked at her clothes, blushed, and replied, "Thank you..." before going to cook.

A while later, I heard my wife call out, "Honey, dinner's ready, come help!" She glanced at
the clock; it was the time for her nightly favorite show. Honey, let's eat in
the living room . We can watch TV while we eat. I always go along with my wife, so I agreed...

We brought the food and drinks to the living room, but where should we sit? The sofa only has two seats, so if one person
sits, they'll have to sit on the floor. It's obviously not appropriate for a guest to sit on the floor, so my wife chose to sit on the floor, opposite
the security guard . Because the coffee table is quite low, and we were worried about her kicking someone, my wife could only sit sideways or kneeling. Since
she was wearing a skirt, she could only kneel. As soon as my wife sat down, she realized that her skirt was really too short! Oh my god! If
someone was behind her, they would definitely see half of her buttocks exposed! It was so embarrassing! And
she couldn't pull it down no matter what she did.

Fortunately, the table was quite high, so as long as she got close to the table, the security guard shouldn't be able to see underneath. So
my wife had to cross her legs and put them under the table, pressing her body close to the table. But my wife encountered another problem
. The table was positioned directly under her breasts, almost pushing them out
of her clothes, with only the nipples still inside. She sat there for a while, thinking… “This way, the security guard will see my braless
breasts! I’m so embarrassed!”

Another option was to stay away from the table, but then the guard might see my crotchless pants and my exposed vulva and
buttocks , and he might think I’m an exhibitionist! My wife had to make the less risky choice:
let the guard see her braless breasts, but she could still use her hands to cover them slightly. “Come on, brother and sister-in-law… cheers!
” The security guard raised his glass to toast my wife and me.

My wife also raised her glass to the guard, but to avoid being seen by him, she
held the glass with one hand and covered her chest with the other.

The guard said, “Sister-in-law! That’s not right! I’m toasting you, how can you use only one hand
? It’s impolite.” I nodded in agreement. Sure enough, after the security guard's sarcastic remark, the wife had no choice but
to go for it. So what if he glanced at her? It wasn't like she'd never been seen before. He'd already seen her wet labia
and soaked pubic hair; what was a little more? Besides, she was covered by clothes!
The wife said, "Why are you making such a fuss about this? Is this alright?... Security guard, cheers!" She then held up
her glass . Looking down, she realized her areolas and nipples were very obvious—it was practically the same as not wearing anything! Oh my god
! The wife blushed furiously! The security guard had seen everything!

A little sweat on her white clothes made them very transparent, and since her nipples and areolas were pink
, they were clearly visible! No wonder the security guard kept staring at her breasts; he'd seen everything! Being stared at by the security guard
like that, my wife was both aroused and nervous; her nipples were hard. She was also experiencing an exhibitionist urge,
her libido rising. She was visibly breathless, staring at the security guard less than a meter away, wearing thin
sweatpants, his penis already erect and pointing high.

I glanced at my wife; her face was flushed, her cherry-like mouth slightly parted, her eyes fixed on the guard's
crotch . From her perspective, she could easily see into his pants leg.
Because of the sweatpants, the leg was wide, making it easy to see his penis and testicles… I knew my wife really
wanted … but she didn't know how to legitimately show it to the guard.

Later, the lewd security guard accidentally knocked over his chopsticks, which fell under the table, so he bent down to pick
them up. A few seconds later, seeing the security guard still looking down, I said, "Did you find the chopsticks?" I followed the guard's
gaze and looked down, only to see my wife's entire vulva exposed. Because she was wearing open-crotch pants, the crotch of her underwear was just
two straps, holding her labia majora together, making her labia minora look even more swollen... The guard looked up and said,
"Found it...found it...let's continue drinking..." My wife then realized that her skirt was
rolled up around her waist. With the lecherous guard squatting down, he had seen her entire vulva!
As my wife was pulling her skirt down,

suddenly, "Ah..." she cried out, immediately reaching under her buttocks and saying, "Honey, what bit me?
It hurts ..." My wife jumped up, and I immediately asked, "What happened...what happened...where did it bite?"
"What happened?" My wife's evasive answers only fueled my curiosity. The security guard pressed, "Yes! Sister-in-law...
what's wrong... look? Where did you get bitten? Is it serious?"

My wife seemed embarrassed, blushing as she whispered, "Under my butt... I sat down like this last time and got
bitten . It hurts and itches so much, and it hasn't healed yet. I got bitten again today...

" The security guard stepped forward and said, "I was just talking to my brother! Sister-in-law, so much fluid is flowing out down there.
It turns out it was from an insect bite. The first one hasn't healed yet!! Now you've been bitten again. These little insects are
slightly poisonous. If you don't treat it quickly, it will get worse..." I watched as the security guard's eloquence improved
; he spoke as if it were the truth... I knew my wife's desire was aroused, so I played along with the security guard's words...
…Yes…yes…Although I studied Traditional Chinese Medicine for a few years, and my sister-in-law was bitten in that area!!, it's
still not very good. It's best to go to a TCM clinic to get it checked out!

My wife, of course, understood what the security guard meant by all that fluid coming out down there! She knew I was making it up!
At this moment, my wife had the idea of being exposed, so she went along with it and said: "That's true, then…then I'll just go and
apply some medicine myself first…"

Hearing my wife say this, the security guard immediately looked regretful and lowered his head. Just as he was muttering to himself as if complaining about something
…

I knew what my wife was thinking; she still wanted to find some excitement, but she was too embarrassed to speak up, afraid that others would say she was lewd!

At this moment, I quickly said: "Let the security guard take a look; after all, he has studied medicine, and he will
definitely …" Like last time, we went to the hospital, and it wasn't even a male doctor who examined her. My wife lowered her head and said, "But…"
"...But those places are really embarrassing." I saw my wife was about to refuse, and she seemed to be getting melancholy again. She was
really good at pretending. My wife bit her lip and said, "Okay, then please take a look at my wound, but you can only look,
not touch. I'll put some medicine on it myself later.

" As she spoke, she turned her back, lifted her short skirt, glanced at me, and then slowly lay face down on the sofa, sticking out her white
buttocks. I asked my wife, "Aren't you going to take off your underwear?" "No...no need to take it off, I...I think...you should be
able to see the wound on my buttocks...don't worry about the front...I can do it myself.
" My wife's breasts were pressed against the sofa, one hand reached down to her crotch to tightly cover her labia minora and anus, her legs were kneeling on the ground and
bent over, slowly sticking her buttocks out as high as possible. So, my wife's buttocks were only covered by a pair of open-crotch underwear that couldn't cover anything
. I asked, "Do you...see the wound on your buttocks?" "I told my wife, 'Take your hands
away, don't block it, how can I examine you?'" My wife blushed, sighed softly as if resigned
, and helplessly withdrew her hands from her fleshy labia minora and anus. Just like that, her entire genital area was clearly
exposed to us. "Wow!" the security guard exclaimed in surprise, then wore an incredulous expression.
My wife was kneeling with her legs spread open, revealing two straps less than half a centimeter wide, starting from her waistband at the back,
passing her buttocks, extending to her crotch, along her perineum, her pink labia majora,
and meeting at , continuing downwards.

Because my wife was kneeling, the crotch area of her open-crotch pants was even tighter around her labia majora, making her pink
labia minora even more swollen and prominent, and her anus was still twitching...
The underwear my wife was wearing couldn't cover anything underneath; her entire genital area was exposed.

Wow... Sister-in-law, your underwear is so beautiful! I thought you were wearing a regular thong. "I
know had seen glimpses of my wife's private parts before, but only fleeting glimpses. Now, seeing the whole thing from a different angle,
he's understandably astonished. Amazing! I've never seen anything like it in porn!" the guard
exclaimed excitedly, bending over and pressing his erect penis against his groin. "I never imagined I'd be able to see my wife's pussy so closely!"

My wife blushed instantly, burying her head in the sofa, silent. "Okay, okay, stop
talking nonsense..." I told my wife. "Don't worry, let the security guard give you a proper look." The guard didn't stand on ceremony,
pressing his face close to my wife's buttocks for a thorough examination. I watched intently, appreciating every detail. "

I...I'll check very carefully, don't worry," the guard stammered, equally nervous.
He stepped forward, placing his slightly trembling hands on my wife's buttocks, and lowered his head to carefully examine her private parts.
He still didn't touch her crotch, but his head was so close, almost touching
it , as if he wanted to kiss it. I think he could definitely smell the sweet, slightly pungent scent of his wife's vulva
. His wife said, "Um...it's...too close, it's so itchy!" Her vulva was itchy from the security guard's breath, and
she couldn't help but complain. After watching for a while, suddenly, the security guard spotted her and shouted, "Ah! I found her!" " Look
here," he said, "it looks like it's been bitten." He then pressed his fingers against the flesh next to his wife's anus,
forcefully pulling it open wide. A dark hole, sometimes large, sometimes small, appeared, as if it were breathing. I watched from the side,
and there was absolutely nothing there! This security guard was such a good storyteller! I chimed in, "Yes...yes...
" My wife glanced at me, then turned her head away in embarrassment, her face flushed red enough to bleed... Seeing the large bulge on

my crotch , she knew she was getting aroused... The security guard said, "Let me check if there are any other bite marks!!!" At that moment, the security guard grabbed my wife's vulva with both hands. He pinched each labia minora with two fingers, pulling them wide apart, revealing the small opening inside. A stream of translucent fluid immediately flowed out of her vagina... "Mmm~" "Security guard, don't touch there! My sister-in-law's lower body is so numb... I ca n't take it anymore ..." my wife said, biting her finger. "Sister-in-law, I'm just checking you, just bear with it, it'll be over soon," the security guard explained, but his hand didn't stop, constantly playing with my wife's labia minora. My wife's vagina is the so-called "butterfly hole," with particularly large labia minora, which are usually exposed. If my wife stands with her legs apart, you can definitely see two drooping pieces of flesh under her vagina. At this moment, the security guard was pulling these two pieces of flesh apart, letting them spread out and stick to the labia majora. The security guard said, " Look, there's a small wound here too!" The wound was right on my wife's labia minora. I looked down, but there was nothing there. I pretended to see it and said, "Security guard is really something, after all, those who have studied traditional Chinese medicine are different!" Seeing my wife's labia minora swollen with excitement, I asked the security guard, "What's going on?" The lewd security guard looked up...

His wife glanced at him, played with him for a while, and suddenly said, "I know, I remember now. Some small insects in the summer
are slightly poisonous. You don't even need to be bitten; just contact with the skin can cause redness, swelling, and itching.
And you've already been bitten, so the swelling here is normal..."

Seeing his wife's excited yet shy expression, the lecherous security guard smiled contentedly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm
here...

These poisons aren't very strong; applying something salty will make it better quickly. Bring me your medicine cabinet so
I can see if there's anything suitable..." Hearing the security guard's words... So I quickly ran to grab the first-aid kit and
the ointment I'd been using!

The security guard glanced at it and said, "This medicine definitely won't work. No wonder your wife hasn't gotten better for so long. What a quack
!" He muttered to himself, "If it goes on too long, the toxicity will spread, making it even harder to treat. We need to
deal with it quickly. My wife keeps saying her lower body is itchy and a little painful..."

I said, "What medicine do you need? I'll go buy it right away." The guard replied, "There's no
medicine on the market for this right now. Besides, even with you going back and forth, how much time will it take? The poison will have spread a long time ago..."
…This…what should we do…Don’t worry, we both have the best medicine readily available.
I hesitated for a moment, “What is it? If you have it, hurry up and bring it out!” The security guard stammered, “Actually…it’s
…it’s a man’s semen!! It’s very effective! It contains many trace elements, especially
effective against insect bites…I read it in a medical book.” His wife was overjoyed to hear this, and just when she was
wondering how to bring it up, he offered himself up.

His wife blushed and glanced at the security guard’s bulging crotch, knowing that his penis was quite large…If it could
go in…wouldn’t that be incredibly comfortable…? At this moment, the security guard volunteered. He said, "If you don't mind, I
can help. I'm usually alone, and this semen is just going to go to waste. It's
great that you can use it now."

His wife then deliberately said, "You're not going to use yours to penetrate me, are you? That's not appropriate! It's too embarrassing
, so shameful… I don't want to be penetrated by you two… Besides, it's so big… I'm scared
… I can't take it!!!"

My God… the security guard didn't say he'd use his penis, so why can't it be mine… I think my
wife wants to be penetrated by the security guard… We haven't even said we'd penetrate her yet! My wife is already thinking about it, she wishes
we both could penetrate her together

!!! The old woman, thinking to herself that she couldn't say it out loud, deliberately feigned reluctance, afraid of being called
a harlot .

The security guard quickly said, "Sister-in-law, men don't necessarily need penetration to ejaculate. We can
masturbate , but only if you cooperate a little. Let us see you; it'll be more stimulating,
and that will make it easier to ejaculate. What do you think, sister-in-law…

?" The wife blushed and replied, "Well… how do I cooperate?" Saying this, she rolled over and sat on
the sofa , almost lying down, her legs spread in an M-shape.

"Is this okay?" My wife's posture was so lewd, spreading her legs like this in front of me,
letting others see… She deliberately asked me, "Honey, is this okay?" I said, "Yes...yes..."

At this point, the security guard was already incredibly excited. Ignoring the fact that he was in front of me, he immediately pulled down his pants, revealing
his long, erect penis... My wife saw the security guard masturbating in front of her spread-out legs; his long penis, with its prominent veins ,
was at least 20 centimeters long.

My wife really wanted to have that penis inside her; it was so itchy inside. I saw
the belt covering her vulva, obscuring her wet labia and anus. I said, "Honey, take
off , otherwise it'll be hard to see and apply the medicine later." As I said this, my wife lifted her buttocks slightly, and I easily
pulled off her panties. " Come down."

At this moment, the wife deliberately moved her body down a little, just two centimeters away from touching the security guard's penis. She
then raised her buttocks further, exposing her vagina and anus completely and clearly. She then used her hands to press
her labia apart and pull them open and close, teasing and welcoming the security guard's ejaculation. She was already very excited. At this moment, the security guard
also moved forward a little, his glans directly against the wife's labia minora, trying to insert his soon-to-ejaculate penis into her vagina.
The wife cried out "No!" but didn't move away. Seeing the security guard's glans, already wet with vaginal fluid, suddenly swell and turn purplish-
red, the wife was somewhat stunned. The security guard, who had just retreated, came closer again, wanting to take his penis and insert it into the wife.
My wife let out a soft "Ah!" but didn't move her body, only symbolically blocking with her hand. If he really inserted it, I
don't think my wife would refuse. The security guard said, "It's okay, I won't insert it." So my wife moved her hand up, continuing to
expose her vagina, and used both hands to spread her labia minora, making the vaginal opening open exaggeratedly to stimulate the security guard. I knew the security guard
had just ejaculated in the bathroom…

I was really afraid he wouldn't be able to ejaculate, so I deliberately manipulated my wife's labia minora, and at the same time,
forcefully to stimulate him. At this point, I believed he had received extreme sensory stimulation. The security guard brought his glans
close to my wife's vaginal opening again. This time I knew he wouldn't insert it…

The security guard was bold… He pressed the head of his penis against my wife's vaginal opening, inserting it a little before stopping.
His fingers continued to move behind the glans, and I noticed he wasn't moving it quickly enough. He definitely hadn't
ejaculated yet, especially since this was his second time. So I gave him more stimulation, letting him see my wife's vaginal opening
and vulva exposed to their fullest extent…

He inserted the head of his penis into my wife's vaginal opening, saying with a glove, "Sister-in-law's vagina is really tight, thankfully it's good at
sucking!" Actually, I knew he was deliberately trying to savor the pleasure slowly. My wife was already moaning,
but I didn't stop him. At this moment, my wife's right hand was also placed above her clitoris, pulling upwards, causing the clitoris
to turn outwards. I saw that the security guard's glans was almost completely inside. I was about to tell him to pull it out, but he pulled it
out himself. His glans was covered in my wife's vaginal fluid...

The security guard started rubbing his glans back and forth around my wife's vulva, from her clitoris. I saw my wife's
trembling intensify; a feeling of excitement, an indescribable sensation, washed over her. The security guard continued rubbing repeatedly
. He noticed my wife's excitement. He glanced at her; he wanted to see her arousal. My
wife her right hand to forcefully pull the skin above her clitoris, making it as everted as possible.

When the security guard saw my wife pulling the skin to expose her clitoris as much as possible, he pressed his glans against her...
He rubbed her clitoris a few times, and I saw my wife trembling from his pressure. I shouted, "Stop playing around! Can you
hurry up ?" The security guard replied, "Almost...almost..." Hearing us, my wife opened her eyes again and watched the security guard move,
panting heavily.

I knew that at this moment, my wife really wanted the security guard to insert his penis into her vagina. I watched as my wife lifted her buttocks,
letting her vaginal opening encircle the security guard's glans, twisting her buttocks incessantly... She cried out, "Don't stop...
don't stop...I'm almost there..." Her cries grew louder and louder... The security guard continued to penetrate her
, matching her movements, but he said, "Sister-in-law, your vagina is so tight!!!" So much water…

I watched as the security guard slowly inserted his penis into my wife's vagina. Once fully inserted, he
moved it in and followed by one deep one. His enormous glans, like a small umbrella, pulled out, causing the vaginal opening to fold outwards, bringing with
it a large amount of vaginal fluid that flowed down her perineum towards her anus. Watching the guard rapidly thrust his penis in and out, after
a few quick strokes, he plunged it deeply into my wife's vagina. My wife cried out… Ah… It's too deep,
I can't take it … After a deep thrust, he pressed down hard, trying to push even deeper. My wife cried out again.
I knew he was about to ejaculate, and fearing he would ejaculate inside, I quickly told him to pull out. After pulling out, he
thrust in deeply again. Before I could speak, he thrust in and out dozens more times. My wife cried out repeatedly
, her body trembling uncontrollably… Suddenly, the fluid below increased dramatically, flowing
down like a waterfall. Seeing the strands of water on my wife's buttocks and a large puddle on the ground, I knew my wife had orgasmed.

I could feel my wife's body still trembling. This was the most sustained and exciting
orgasm . At that moment, I saw the security guard quickly pull out his penis, the glans facing my wife's vulva. He quickly stroked it a few
times and then began to ejaculate. My wife and I watched the entire ejaculation process. The semen he ejaculated was not thick; the first ejaculation was almost
entirely transparent and watery, but it was extremely powerful. At first, a large amount of semen was shot into my wife's vaginal opening and flowed
inside.

When the semen hit my wife's genitals, she twitched noticeably. Most of his semen landed on her
lower abdomen and pubic hair. I felt her buttocks lift upwards; I knew she was trying to catch the security guard
's semen at her vaginal opening…

After he finished, my wife was probably extremely excited, tilting her head back, closing her eyes, and
panting… Ah… Ah…

I watched as her vaginal fluid mixed with the security guard's semen flowed down her vaginal opening, perineum, anus, and down to her buttocks…

Then the security guard rubbed the semen on my wife's labia minora,
saying to me, "Brother, look, the swelling is going down soon. Your labia minora are noticeably smaller…" Looking at my wife's
labia minora, they were indeed much smaller. I said, "It worked, it worked…" But deep down, I
knew after an orgasm, the labia minora would naturally shrink back and wouldn't be so swollen anymore; I was just acting
it out for my wife.

A dozen minutes later, my wife sat up, went to the bathroom, and then went to the room, saying she was too tired and wanted to
rest ! Judging from my wife's gait, with her thighs spread wide, I knew she'd been hurt by the security guard's 20cm-long
penis . The guard said, "Let your wife rest for a bit, I'll go back now. I'll help you
apply medicine next time, feel free to contact me anytime, don't be shy..."

"Okay...okay...come visit again sometime..."

After the guard left, I looked at my swollen little brother, still unresolved! At the room door, I saw my
wife kneeling on the floor in a doggy style, her body on the bed, her snow-white buttocks sticking up like they were waiting to be fucked
...

Seeing her vaginal opening still wide open, her two wet labia covered in the guard's
semen , it was hard for her to close up after being fucked by his big penis. I walked behind my wife
, grabbed my penis, rubbed it against her wet labia a few times, and then thrust it deep into her vagina. "Ah,
ah, ah...husband, can you wait a bit? I'm so tired..."

Ignoring my wife's pleas, I buried my head and continued thrusting, *slap! slap! slap!* At that moment, I thrust quickly, and
streams white semen gushed out of my wife's vagina.

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