Honey, are you happy?

Wife, are you happy? Author: Sunny Days

My wife and I were high school classmates. From dating to marriage, we were together for four years. My wife is of average height and build, with a delicate face—the kind of woman everyone would say, "Hmm, quite pretty." We were both born in rural areas, but by the time we got married, we were already living in a large provincial capital. Perhaps because of our backgrounds, we are both very traditional, so during our four years together, nothing too outrageous happened until two days before our wedding, when we finally consummated our marriage. We've been very happy since then. She's devoted to the home and takes meticulous care of me; I love her deeply.

For the first two years of our marriage, our sex life was quite ordinary, evolving from initial passion to a state of blandness. Then one night… after we got into bed, we talked about the news. We discussed a woman who had been raped and insisted on reporting it, but her husband, fearing embarrassment, wouldn't let her call the police. Unexpectedly, the woman, unable to contain her anger, secretly reported it to the police. The incident became a public scandal, and the husband, feeling utterly ashamed, kicked his wife back to her parents' home, ending their marriage. As we talked, my wife suddenly asked me, "If I were… raped, what would you do?" An image immediately flashed in my mind: a man on top of her, his thick, dark penis thrusting wildly into her, while she desperately struggled, hitting the man… Thinking of this, I felt a strange urge.

I turned and lifted her up, saying, "Then… what would you do?" One hand began to caress her breasts.

Her face flushed, and she said between thoughts, "I would... um... I'm not sure, maybe... I'll listen to you." My hand had already slid down to her crotch, past the pubic hair, and I found it was already wet. I smiled mischievously and said, "I've heard that women have fantasies about being raped, have you ever?" My wife punched me lightly, "Who said that? You men just love to rummage about these things." I gently touched her clitoris and said, "Then why are you all wet down there when you mention it?" My wife was even more embarrassed, rolled over and hugged me, saying, "You're so bad, you're so bad." My penis was also unbearably hard, so I got up and pressed myself against her, thrusting in heavily. My wife let out a soft moan and sighed, "Ah... so hard!" The scene of my wife being raped flashed through my mind again, and this scene excited me immensely. After a few thrusts, I slowed down and asked her, "Tell the truth, have you ever thought about having sex with other men?" My wife was clearly engrossed, and her shyness only intensified when she heard my question. "No... I... I haven't," she said. I teased her, stopping my movements and saying, "If you don't tell the truth, I won't move anymore." My wife was in the throes of passion, and seeing my question, she seemed a little anxious. She said, "Then... don't be angry when I tell you." I said, "Of course." She stammered, "Sometimes... I've thought about it." I quickly asked, "With whom?" "With... with... oh, I won't say anymore." I resumed my rapid thrusting, saying, "Tell me, it's okay, I won't be angry, tell me quickly!" My wife was now panting heavily, having abandoned her shyness and reservations. "I've thought about... about having sex with that... that Xiao Lu from your workplace and that... Song Ming from our workplace." So that's it! Xiao Lu and Song Ming had only been to my house a few times. Both of them were the strong type and quite handsome. It turned out that my wife had actually considered having sex with them. I never imagined my usually dignified and quiet wife would have such desires. Strangely enough, instead of feeling uncomfortable hearing her words, I became even more excited. Looking at my equally excited wife, I felt an unprecedented thrill.

I continued to ask her, "How do you want them to do you?" My wife, completely uninhibited in her excitement, said lasciviously, "I want...I want their dicks...inserting into me, forcefully...inserting, from the front...from the back...so powerful...so...comfortable!" I felt myself about to climax; the pleasure was unparalleled. I said, "Then let them do you. I am Xiao Lu, I am Song Ming, and they are...fucking you." My wife was also at her peak of excitement, shouting, "Come on...Xiao Lu...come on, Song Ming...fuck me! I want you...let you fuck me!" A surge of heat erupted within me, and my wife tensed her body, moaning ecstatically. We both climaxed simultaneously. We lay down, utterly exhausted, the unprecedented pleasure leaving us with an unprecedented fatigue. A moment later, my wife rested her head on my chest and whispered, "Honey, just now... I... I..." I knew what she was thinking; she was afraid I would have a bad impression of her. I smiled, gently stroked her hair, and said, "It's nothing. It doesn't matter what you say or think in bed. It's not real. As long as we're both comfortable, that's all that matters." My wife hugged me tightly and said, "Honey, you're so good." I hugged her back and said, "I will always love you." I could feel my wife's happiness; it came from the bottom of her heart. I also had a vague feeling that our sex life might become more colorful in the future.

(I) The Impulse on the Bus

Since that night, my wife and I's sex life has taken on a new color. We always express our fantasies during sex without any reservations. We've even agreed that we can say and think anything during sex, but we'll still act the same as usual in our daily lives to avoid any negative impact on our family. That being said, I still felt somewhat uncomfortable when I saw Xiao Lu at work, but then I thought it wasn't really a problem, and besides, it was a secret between my wife and me, something no one else would ever know. So, I felt a mischievous joy in keeping it a secret.

My wife also seemed more energetic than before, always with a charming smile on her face. People say that a harmonious sex life has beauty benefits for women, and it seems that's true. About four months later, something happened that added a touch of color to that.

It was a Sunday, and we went shopping in the downtown shopping street. We had to take a bus from our home to the shopping street, and that bus was always known for being crowded. Crowded buses are always places where stories happen, and I never expected that my wife would become the protagonist of a story that day. It was the

height of summer, and it was extremely hot. That day, my wife was dressed very lightly, in a tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt and a short skirt that went past her knees—simple, bright, and sexy all at once. We boarded the bus at our doorstep, but because it was in the middle of the route, it was very crowded, and by the time we got on, we had already had "intimate contact" with other people. We had no choice but to stand by the door. At the next stop, several more people got on, and my wife and I had to squeeze in, climbing up the steps by the door. Two of the people who got on after us were standing at the bottom of the steps. At first, I didn't think anything was wrong, but then I noticed a boy of about seventeen or eighteen standing at the bottom of the steps staring intently. I followed his gaze and discovered he was looking at my wife's thighs! Because of the crowd, my wife's short skirt was lifted up again, almost exposing her buttocks. Moreover, the boy was positioned very low, his head level with my wife's chest, so he could see even more clearly. My wife, with her back to the door, had no idea that a pair of lustful eyes were staring at her smooth, white thighs. I felt my penis slowly starting to throb.

At the next stop, several people got off, and several more got on. I saw the boy also step onto the steps by the door, casually leaning towards my wife from behind. I knew his intentions, but I didn't react; I even hoped something might happen. Sure enough, the boy stopped behind my wife. I was facing him sideways, able to see his face clearly, but not his hands hanging down. He casually pressed his body close to my wife's back, and soon I saw my wife become uneasy, her body shifting slightly. I knew the boy had begun his move. My wife seemed to want no one to know she was being harassed, only frowning, her face gradually turning red.

I casually shifted my body back, and in that instant, I saw the boy's hands caressing my wife's buttocks. My wife's buttocks were very perky, and the flesh was very elastic; the boy must have been enjoying it immensely. After a while, I noticed my wife's face growing increasingly red, and her eyes becoming somewhat hazy. I glanced down again, using the same method as before, and the boy's right hand was inside my wife's skirt, rubbing against her inner thigh. My wife squeezed her legs tightly together, seemingly trying to stop the boy from touching her, yet also as if holding onto his hand. Looking at my wife's face, she already seemed somewhat intoxicated.

I found it thrilling. I never imagined that seeing my wife being touched by a boy right in front of me would excite me. I had a vague feeling that I should do something, but this thrill rendered me incapable of doing anything; I just watched silently from the side. Gradually, my wife sensed something was wrong. It seemed the boy's hand had slipped inside her underwear. She let out a soft gasp and looked at me. As if possessed, I put my right index finger to my lips and shushed her. My wife's mouth dropped open. She had seen my left hand gripping the handrail, while my right hand wasn't underneath. She had thought I was touching her, but now she realized it wasn't, and I had even gestured for her to be quiet…

My wife is smart; she immediately understood what was happening. Her face turned even redder, and she froze, staring blankly out the window. The boy, completely oblivious to our brief exchange, continued to enjoy himself. Perhaps realizing my wife wasn't resisting, he grew even bolder. I inadvertently saw him unzip his fly and quickly pull out his penis. In an instant, I noticed it was quite thick, veins bulging, very impressive.

I wasn't worried, because in this environment, it was impossible for him to penetrate my wife. He leaned forward again, and I guessed his penis was between my wife's legs. At that moment, my wife's eyes were tightly closed, looking like she was enjoying it. I think he understood my feelings; we seemed to be truly in sync. Her face was flushed, and she was breathing softly. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand tightly from below, while the boy began to tremble, letting out a few muffled groans before collapsing. I knew he and my wife had reached orgasm at the same time.

We arrived at our destination. My wife and I got out of the car. From behind, I saw white fluid flowing down between her legs. She quickly stopped and whispered to me, "Cover me up, don't let anyone see." I stood behind her and looked back into the car. I saw the boy looking at us. The car drove off again, carrying that innocent face full of surprise. I gave him a smile that left him completely bewildered.

That day, when I got home, I couldn't wait to push my wife onto the bed, lift her skirt, and touch the stains she hadn't wiped off. I said, "Honey, you have someone else's semen on you." My wife was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. She covered her face and said, "It's all your fault! You watched your wife being humiliated by someone else, and you didn't say anything, you even..." I laughed and said, "Weren't you enjoying it too? As long as you're happy, it doesn't matter." My wife lowered her hands and said shyly, "Honey, are you really not bothered? You really won't think I'm a bad woman?" I said, "As long as you love me, and I love you, what's wrong with seeking some pleasure?" My wife excitedly hugged me, "Come on, honey, let's be happy together!" We became one. It

felt so good... I asked her again, "Didn't you miss Song Ming? Why are you scared now?" My wife said, "I do miss him, but...but..." I quickly asked, "What do you miss about him?" My wife said bluntly, "I miss his...penis...fuck me!" I felt so excited, I decided to take it a step further. I slowed down and said, "Honey, he's drunk right now, sleeping like a log. Why don't we go over there and do it next to him? That would be so much fun. Let's be careful not to wake him, okay?" My wife was also excited. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Okay, but we have to be careful." I said, "Don't worry." So, I stood up, and my wife got up too, giving me a mischievous smile. Like two children about to play a prank, we quietly went to the study naked. Song Ming was still asleep in bed, snoring loudly. I think he never dreamed he would have such good fortune. My wife quietly crept up to Song Ming's bedside, watching him sleep. I whispered, "Take a good look. He's the one you always want to have sex with." My wife pinched my thigh, her face flushed. I squatted by the bedside, touching her wet vulva, and said, "Want to kiss him?" My wife's eyes shimmered, and she hesitated. I quickly rubbed her clitoris again, saying, "It's okay, he won't know. Kiss him. You've never been kissed by another man besides me." My wife finally made up her mind, bringing her small, red lips to Song Ming's mouth. Slowly, slowly, my heart pounded, a thousand sensations merging into a tremendous stimulation, watching as our lips met. Afraid of waking Song Ming, my wife's movements were gentle, first touching a few times, then rubbing, then sticking out her tongue to lick, until Song Ming's lips were glistening with moisture. Watching this unbelievable scene, I was practically boiling with passion, and couldn't wait to come up behind my wife, erect my penis, and thrust inside. My wife quickly looked up, covering her mouth to keep quiet. I began to slowly thrust in and out, lowering myself to whisper, "Finally, you've kissed the man of your dreams. Was it good?" My wife hummed softly, "Honey, I feel so...exciting." I asked again, "Do you really want to do it with him now?" My wife said, "Yes...yes...I really want to...but..." I said, "Why don't you see...his...penis?" Without me saying anything more, my wife slowly moved her head towards Song Ming's crotch. Song Ming was wearing thin trousers, and when he lay down, a noticeable bulge was visible between his legs. My wife stopped at that bulge. To make it easier for her, I stopped too, watching her carefully place her right hand on it, letting out a long "Ah!" Then, she lowered her head and kissed it a few times.

Watching my wife make such lewd movements, I asked her, "Do you want it so badly?" My wife said in a voice so low it was almost inaudible, "I want...this...cock...fuck me...husband, I love his...cock so much." Then she buried her head between Song Ming's legs, kissing his penis through his pants. My blood was boiling; I even had a strong urge to see that penis inside my wife's vagina. But I knew what the consequences would be if I woke Song Ming up, what the future would hold. We could only play games while Song Ming was unconscious. At this moment, Song Ming was still snoring loudly; I knew he wouldn't wake up easily.

So I said, "Honey, let's be gentle, he won't wake up." My wife looked back at me, her expression completely absorbed in lust. She asked, "Are you sure it's okay?" I said, "It's fine, take it out, that's the cock you've been wanting for so long." Without hesitation, my wife gently unzipped Song Ming's pants, reached inside, and slowly pulled his penis out from the side of his underwear. Indeed, even when limp, it was about ten centimeters long and white. My wife held it in her hand, gently pulling back the foreskin, seemingly talking to herself, "What a cute cock, Song Ming, is this your cock? I love it." Unable to resist the stimulation, I started thrusting again, very gently, afraid of waking Song Ming. At this moment, my wife whispered to me, "Honey, I want to eat it." I said, "Go ahead. See if his tastes the same as mine." I turned my upper body behind my wife and watched as she touched Song Ming's glans with the tip of her tongue, then opened her mouth and took the entire glans into her mouth. As I moved, her mouth moved up and down in response. Suddenly, Song Ming's snoring stopped abruptly, replaced by a strange sound. My wife quickly pulled her mouth away, not daring to move. Song Ming mumbled a few times, rolled over, and resumed snoring, his exposed penis noticeably more erect. I knew it was a natural reaction; he must be having some kind of erotic dream. My wife looked back at me, and I gently shushed her. My wife whispered, "Maybe... let's stop playing." I sensed a hint of fear and reluctance in her voice, so I said, "Be careful, it's okay." My wife didn't say anything more. Since Song Ming had turned to his side, it was inconvenient for my wife to stand bent over, so she knelt down. Now, my penis was in front of her again, and I knelt down as well, thrusting again. I asked her, "Wife, does Song Ming's cock smell good?" My wife said lewdly, "It smells good...it's delicious, much better than yours." I said, "Then you can eat it every day." My wife was extremely aroused by my penetration and was already very lustful. I knew that at this time she could say any kind of lewd thing, and these lewd things were the most likely to arouse my sexual desire. So I teased her to make more lewd noises and words. Sure enough, my wife said, "I want to... eat it every day... I want... him to... fuck me every day..." I said, "Then bring him home every day, find opportunities to suck his cock, and let him fuck you." My wife said, "Then... then... won't you be jealous?" I said, "No, if you're happy, you can even be his concubine, let him fuck you every day, and I'll watch from the side." My wife said, "Then... then I... will have two husbands." I said, "Yes, call him that, call him husband." My wife really whispered, "Song Ming, my... husband, from now on... I'm... your wife, Song Ming... did you hear me? My good husband... from now on, you... you can fuck me every day... every day, you... I'll do anything you want..." My wife's excitement was... Slowly reaching her climax, she leaned her body towards Song Ming, who was lying on his side, and cupped her right breast with her right hand, putting her nipple into Song Ming's slightly open mouth, murmuring, "Husband, eat my... milk, husband, good... good husband... ah... oh... ah~~" I also felt that I was about to climax, and I started thrusting quickly: "Wife, you... are so horny! You really need to be fucked, hurry, hurry, go and eat your husband's cock." Hearing this, my wife quickly moved her body back, saying, "Song Ming... my good husband... let me eat... eat your... cock, eat it until it's hard, you... you're so good... fuck me... ah~~ fuck me... fuck..." Before she finished speaking, she took Song Ming's cock in her mouth and sucked on it desperately, then immediately raised her head and let out a long, heart-wrenching moan~~ We both came at the same time.

My wife and I were so tired we knelt on the floor. My wife leaned against me, breathing softly, while Song Ming was still fast asleep, his erect penis sticking out, the glans glistening from my wife's mouth. I pointed to it for my wife to see, and she glanced at it shyly before burying her face in my chest. I patted her, signaling her to go back to our bedroom. She tiptoed back, and I gently put Song Ming's penis back into his underwear. It remained erect, and after I zipped up his pants, there was a bulge in his crotch. I patted it lightly and said to the lifeless Song Ming, "You're quite the lucky guy. Keep dreaming." Back in the bedroom, I saw my wife lying there with her back to me, motionless. I knew she couldn't possibly be asleep. I lay down too and gently turned her around. She turned over, her face still flushed, her head bowed, avoiding my gaze. I asked, "What's wrong? Are you embarrassed?" She remained silent. I lifted her face and suddenly realized she was crying. I hugged her tenderly, stroking her long, beautiful hair, and said, "My dear wife, don't think too much. We were just playing a game. We didn't lose anything; on the contrary, weren't we very happy?" My wife's voice trembled as she said, "Honey, I believe you won't look down on me because of this. But, did we go too far today?" I said, "No, this is a secret just between the two of us. Besides, we both need the joy this secret brings, so why not?" My wife playfully punched me, laughed, and said, "You always have an excuse, but it felt really exciting." I said, "If you want, there will be other opportunities in the future." My wife smiled sweetly again, nestled in my arms, and fell asleep. The next morning, I went to the study and saw Song Ming sitting on the bed, lost in thought, his lower body still bulging. Seeing me come in, she quickly blocked my way with her arm, stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I drank too much, I'm sorry you had to see me like this." I waved my hand and said, "Not at all, getting drunk at the dinner table is common, come on, let's have breakfast." At the dinner table, my wife simply greeted Song Ming and then lowered her head to eat. I knew my wife must be embarrassed and at a loss, so I said a few words to smooth things over. After breakfast, I said to my wife, "You go with Song Ming first, I'll clean up." Watching my wife get into Song Ming's car, and Song Ming with the utmost gentlemanly manners, I couldn't help but laugh. My wife turned around and glanced at me, making a playful face. I thought: Another happy day has begun.

(III) Gathering at KTV

It should be said that what happened with Song Ming that night added more color to our sex life. For many days afterward, my wife and I were immersed in excitement every night. While we were making love, we told each other about the scene that night, saying some lewd things, and we had one climax after another. However, even the most exciting stories eventually get boring. About a week later, one evening, my wife and I were lying in bed, caressing each other, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck me. I said to my wife, "Didn't you want Xiao Lu from our workplace to do you? Want to try it?" My wife was excited and said, "Sure, how do you want him to do me?" I said, "How about we bring him home, like last time, get him drunk, and then we'll do it." My wife shook her head repeatedly, "No, I'm too scared. Actually, I'm still terrified thinking about what happened that day. What if Song Ming wakes up? I don't know what I'll do then." I thought that made sense. Besides, Xiao Lu has a huge alcohol tolerance and is very self-controlled at the dinner table; he rarely drinks too much. I scratched my head and suddenly had an idea. I said to my wife, "I've got it! If he doesn't get drunk, we can get drunk!" My wife stared at me blankly. I explained my plan in detail. After listening, my wife tapped my forehead and said shyly, "That's quite clever, but you're using it in the wrong place." I chuckled. My wife said again, "But you have to be careful not to let him actually penetrate you." I said, "Don't worry." Then, we fantasized about the process of carrying out the plan while we did it, reaching climax with my wife's cries of "Xiao Lu, fuck me!" The next day after work, I started to put the plan into action. I told Xiao Lu I'd like to treat him to dinner, and he happily accepted. Xiao Lu wasn't married yet, so he had a lot of free time. He was usually quiet, but I knew he was the kind of person who had the desire but not the courage. When my male colleagues and I talked about women and sex, he never said a word, but he listened very attentively and laughed lewdly with us. It was rare to see a man as good-looking as him who was so shy.

Xiao Lu and I went to a medium-sized restaurant and booked a KTV room. Xiao Lu said he couldn't sing, but I said it was okay, we could drink and listen to music, and he agreed. We set out some food and drinks in the room and started drinking.

I'm not a big drinker and was afraid of making things difficult if I drank too much, so I urged him to drink. Touched by my hospitality, he drank quite a bit. After a few rounds of drinks, I thought: it's time to act. I said to Xiao Lu, "Oh right, I forgot something. Your sister-in-law is home alone; she probably hasn't eaten yet." Xiao Lu quickly said, "Let's invite her over to eat together. She can sing a few songs to liven things up." I agreed and called home on my cell phone. My wife, who must have been waiting impatiently, said she'd be there soon, her voice brimming with excitement. A little while later, my wife arrived. I knew from her attire that she had done it intentionally. She wore denim shorts, revealing a lot of her fair thighs, and a tight-fitting top that accentuated her ample breasts. Coupled with her sweet smile, her beauty and sexiness were simply unparalleled.

Xiao Lu's eyes were glued to her. My wife greeted him with a smile, and he snapped out of his daze, hurriedly offering me a seat.

My wife sat down next to me. The three of us drank and chatted idly. My alcohol tolerance is average, and my wife's is decent too, but we both knew we couldn't get completely drunk tonight. So we did some sneaky things (like secretly pouring some of the wine out). Xiao Lu is an honest, simple man, and besides, my wife's beauty tonight had him a little flustered, looking like he wanted to look but dared not, so he didn't notice our little antics. Half an hour later, I felt a bit dizzy, and my wife's face was flushed. I pretended to be quite drunk and said to her, "Honey, sing a song, to liven things up for Xiao Lu and me." Xiao Lu readily agreed. My wife also struck a drunken pose, saying, "Okay." She picked up her glass, sat on the sofa, and started drinking and singing, occasionally coming back to refill her glass. Xiao Lu and I listened to her sing and drank. After three songs, my wife's singing started to go off-key, becoming increasingly indistinct; just by listening to her voice, you could tell she was drunk. I also pretended to be a little tipsy, picked up a glass of wine, and mumbled, "Xiao Lu, bottoms up!" Then I slumped onto the table and "slept." My wife tossed the microphone aside, leaned back on the sofa, and remained silent.

Xiao Lu nudged me and said, "Hua-ge, how are you?" I didn't move. After a moment of silence, I heard Xiao Lu stand up, seemingly heading towards my wife. I glanced over and saw Xiao Lu walk up to my wife, saying, "Sister-in-law, you've had too much to drink, wake up." My wife feigned drunkenness, her eyes closed, slowly sliding down until her entire upper body was leaning against the chair, her two white legs stretched out far away—it was simply… Xiao Lu was undoubtedly stunned. He remained motionless, frozen in place for a good ten minutes. Suddenly, my wife murmured, "Husband, did I… sing well…?" Xiao Lu's body trembled slightly, and he tugged at my wife's shoulder again, whispering, "Sister-in-law, you've had too much to drink, let's go." My wife mumbled, "No, husband, I… want to sing more." Even I would have believed she was truly drunk. Xiao Lu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked towards me. I quickly closed my eyes and began to breathe heavily. Xiao Lu gently nudged me and whispered in my ear, "Brother Hua, how are you?" I guessed he was testing whether I was awake, so I moved slightly and continued to pretend to be fast asleep. Xiao Lu must have determined that I was indeed unconscious, so he went back to my wife. I opened my eyes a crack again and looked at the scene on the sofa.

Xiao Lu was already sitting next to my wife, and he put his left arm around her shoulder from behind her neck. Perhaps still a little worried, he whispered, "Let's go, you've had too much to drink." I thought to myself: This guy is quite careful. But then my wife rested her head on Xiao Lu's chest and said, "Honey, tell me... tell me... did I sing well... well?" Xiao Lu whispered, "Yes, yes, my wife sang really well." I cursed Xiao Lu inwardly: This guy is so shameless! Xiao Lu glanced at me again, and seeing nothing amiss, grabbed my wife's breast with his right hand and began to knead it. It seemed he couldn't resist any longer. My wife, still with her eyes closed, let out a soft moan and mumbled drunkenly, "Husband, you're so naughty, why... are you touching me?" Xiao Lu stopped talking, lowered his head, and kissed my wife. She made soft "woo-woo" sounds, wrapped her arms around his waist, and arched her body slightly to receive his kiss. I thought to myself: My wife is kissing another man again, and she seems very happy. She must be soaking wet down there. Their kissing sounds were loud, like a deep French kiss, which made me really hard. While kissing my wife, Xiao Lu moved his hand down, gradually sliding it over her abdomen, and finally pressing it against her crotch. My wife arched her back slightly and let out a moan of pleasure.

Xiao Lu lifted up and pulled my wife's tight-fitting blouse up from her denim shorts, rolling it up to above her chest, completely exposing her bra. Without hesitation, Xiao Lu pulled up her bra, and my wife's white breasts sprang out. Xiao Lu recklessly lowered his head and kissed her, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking like a child nursing.

My wife must have been incredibly aroused, holding Xiao Lu's head and moaning, her mouth babbling incoherently: "Husband, you...don't eat my...milk...oh...ah..." Inadvertently, I noticed my wife looking at me with her eyes half-closed. Because Xiao Lu was focused on sucking her breast, I boldly raised my head and smiled at my wife. She opened her eyes wide, looking at me, her mouth slightly open, continuing to moan, licking her lips with her tongue, looking utterly wanton. I could hardly resist. At this moment, Xiao Lu began his assault on her lower body. He knelt between my wife's legs, kissing her genitals through her shorts, his hands constantly caressing her thighs. Then, he unbuckled her belt and pulled her denim shorts and underwear up to her knees. I noticed my wife lifted her buttocks slightly to facilitate Xiao Lu's movements.

My wife's vulva was completely exposed to Xiao Lu. In the dim light, I could see that her entire vulva was soaking wet. Before I could even get a good look, Xiao Lu had already pressed his mouth to it and was sucking with relish. My wife let out another series of moans of pleasure. She held Xiao Lu's head, her buttocks thrusting in rhythm with his sucking, reaching the height of eroticism. After a while, Xiao Lu couldn't take it anymore. He stood up, quickly unbuckled his belt, and pulled his pants down to his feet. I couldn't see his penis from behind, but I think my wife must have seen it, because she had stopped moaning and was lying there motionless. In our plan, once Xiao Lu was about to insert his penis into my wife's vagina, I was to pretend to wake up to prevent this final hurdle from being breached. So, my wife must be a little scared now. I was also prepared that once Xiao Lu made his move, our game would be over.

However, Xiao Lu didn't rush to insert his penis into my wife's vagina. Instead, he knelt on the sofa, his legs spread apart, and under his crotch was my wife's incredibly beautiful face. I immediately understood what he was going to do. Sure enough, I saw Xiao Lu sit down slightly, one hand holding his penis and the other holding the back of the sofa. I saw a shiny black glans pressed against my wife's red lips through the gap between his white buttocks. In that instant, I thought: Will my wife suck it for him?

Naturally, my wife's lips parted slightly, and the glans went straight into her mouth. My wife was making muffled sounds, and Xiao Lu's buttocks started moving up and down. I could clearly see his thick, dark penis going in and out of my wife's mouth, and my wife was smiling with her eyes slightly closed, looking very ecstatic as she sucked on it. This must be the third penis to have entered her alluring little mouth. I moved my right hand under the table, pulled out my own penis, and started masturbating, watching Xiao Lu fucking my wife's mouth, while my wife seemed to be enjoying something delicious. I thought to myself: My wife doesn't usually like giving me oral sex, but now… it seems she's more interested in other people's penises… It probably only lasted about two minutes. Xiao Lu pulled his penis out of my wife's mouth, quickly jumped off the sofa, leaned over my wife, and aimed his penis at her genitals, looking like he was about to penetrate her. But before I could react, I saw Xiao Lu let out a few muffled groans, his body trembled a few times, and he thrust in and out. I knew he had ejaculated, before even penetrating. I think it's probably because he's still inexperienced in matters of the heart and couldn't handle such stimulation, so he prematurely ejaculated. I chuckled to myself, thinking it was for the best, saving me the trouble of stopping him. Xiao Lu slowly stood up, and I saw my wife still breathing slightly, her pubic hair covered in Xiao Lu's semen, which was dripping down her mons pubis. Xiao Lu then kissed my wife again, pulled up his pants, fastened his belt, and then sat down next to her, leaning over her stomach, examining her genitals like a biologist observing an insect.

I figured this was enough; I didn't know how things would end if it went on any longer. So I pretended to be just starting to sober up and said, "Xiao Lu, have another... drink." I didn't lift my head; I wanted to give Xiao Lu some time to recover. Sure enough, Xiao Lu heard me and hurriedly wiped the semen off my wife's genitals, then put her underwear and denim shorts back on and fastened them. My wife secretly cooperated with his actions. Once everything was in place, he came to me and "woke" me up. I looked at him with bleary eyes and said, "What's wrong? Am I drunk?" Xiao Lu avoided my gaze and said, "Yeah, Brother Hua, you're drunk, and your wife is too. Let me take you home." Then, he staggered and took us home. After Xiao Lu left, I closed the door. My wife came out of the bedroom and threw herself into my arms, saying sweetly, "Honey, that was so exciting!" I laughed and asked, "Was it good?" My wife said, "I had two orgasms!" I said, "I'll make you orgasm again." With that, I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. My penis was still rock hard. After we lay down, my wife said a little worriedly, "Honey, won't this affect our lives?" I said, "Don't worry, Xiao Lu is a coward. He got such a good deal today, he'll just keep it to himself and won't dare tell anyone. He'll even pretend nothing happened in front of us, so let's just pretend we don't know anything." My wife said happily, "That's good." We took off our clothes and lay down. I reached out and touched her genitals; Xiao Lu's semen wasn't completely dry yet, it was sticky.

I asked my wife lewdly, "So, did you like Xiao Lu's penis?" My wife blushed and murmured, "His penis is so dark, but it's so hard, much harder than Song Ming's. I like it." I asked again, "Did you want him to put it in just now? Tell the truth." My wife buried her head in my chest and whispered, "To be honest, I really wanted to. When he pulled it out of my mouth, I secretly thought: Put it in my vagina. But I didn't expect to ejaculate so quickly." I said, "So if he really had put it in, you wouldn't want me to stop him?" My wife blushed even more, "I just thought that. I'll listen to you no matter what." I smiled and said, "You're such a good wife. Don't worry, I'll definitely let you really taste someone else's penis in the future." My wife said, "Can you handle that?" I said, "Like I said, as long as we're happy, that's all that matters." My wife was extremely excited and took my penis into her mouth. It was another night of exhaustion.

(IV) A Pleasant Retreat in the Alley

Just as I expected, ever since that night at the KTV when Xiao Lu messed with my wife, he'd been timid whenever he saw me. I pretended I knew nothing and acted as usual, and slowly, Xiao Lu returned to normal.

Song Ming, on the other hand, seemed to have gotten closer to us after that night he got drunk at my house. Occasionally, he'd offer to drive my wife home after work, but when we invited him to stay for dinner, he refused, saying he was too embarrassed by his drunkenness. We had no choice but to give up.

I asked my wife if she really wanted Song Ming to stay. She said she hoped a little, but was mostly afraid, afraid of accidentally causing trouble. Once, I teased her, saying, "Why don't you just be honest with Song Ming and become his mistress?" My wife stared blankly at me and said, "That won't do. It would have too much of an impact on our lives. If things get out of control, it'll be too late to regret it." I thought my wife was right, and I was also very touched. After all, she cherished our current life and cherished me as her husband.

One day, my wife came home from get off work and told me that Song Ming and his wife wanted to invite us to their house for dinner. I asked her why, and she said that Song Ming had been feeling apologetic about what happened that day, and also thought we were good people, warm and genuine. He had mentioned us to his wife several times and wanted to treat us to a meal at his home as an apology. I said, "He's being too polite. But we should still go; it would be impolite to refuse." Besides, I sensed a hint of anticipation in my wife's seemingly calm gaze. That night, as we lay in bed, I asked her with a smile, "Do you really want to go to Song Ming's house?" My wife playfully punched me, "What are you saying!" I said, "Don't hide it; I can tell." My wife suddenly laughed and said, "Are you jealous?" I said, "How could I be? I even let you do 'that' with him, and you even called him 'husband.' How could I be jealous?" My wife slapped me hard with both hands, too embarrassed to say anything, and simply started to whine. We went to Song Ming's house on the weekend afternoon. The couple was incredibly hospitable. We chatted, ate fruit, and then the four of us cooked dinner together. The whole process was harmonious and natural. Song Ming's wife, Yanmei, was someone I was meeting for the first time. She was full-figured and cheerful. My wife, being rather quiet, seemed like a little sister in her presence, while Yanmei acted like a big sister, frequently holding my wife's hand and praising her for being sensible and beautiful. My wife, in turn, displayed her refined manners and cleverness, addressing him as "Sister Mei" at every turn. However, she would occasionally, intentionally or unintentionally, make eye contact with Song Ming, quickly turning her head away. Several times, I saw my wife's gaze sweep over Song Ming's lower body, and I could guess what she was thinking.

Friends might think something must have happened at today's gathering, right? Actually, nothing happened. But don't be disappointed, let me tell you. Around nine o'clock in the evening, my wife and I got up to leave. Song Ming and his wife warmly saw us to the building entrance and encouraged us to visit often. We naturally hoped they would have the opportunity to visit our home, and they agreed. After leaving Song Ming's house, we prepared to take a taxi home. However, there were very few cars on the nearby roads, and we walked quite a distance without finding one. So I suggested to my wife that we simply walk home, which was only half an hour away, a nice after-dinner stroll. My wife readily agreed.

As we walked and chatted, I remarked that Song Ming and his wife were very nice and hospitable, especially Song Ming's wife, who was generous, polite, and gave off a friendly vibe. To my surprise, my wife immediately retorted, "Have you taken a liking to her?" I laughed and said, "So what if I have? She's someone else's wife." My wife said, "Aren't I your wife too? And I'm with Song Ming and Xiao Lu too..." and then she couldn't finish her sentence.

I pressed, "What happened?" My wife clung tightly to me, pouting, "I won't say anymore, you're so naughty!" Suddenly remembering something, I whispered, "Did you look at Song Ming's crotch several times just now?" My wife blurted out, "How did you know?" Realizing her mistake, she quickly lowered her head and hugged my left arm tightly.

I laughed and said, "Actually, every time I see Song Ming, the scene from that night flashes before my eyes," I whispered in her ear, "Especially when you were sucking his cock, letting me fuck you while calling him 'husband,' it was so incredibly slutty." "Oh my god... don't say anymore, I... I..." She couldn't say anything more. I felt her arms, which were wrapped around my arm, become weak and limp. I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then slipped my hand under her skirt from behind, touched her through her panties, and exclaimed, "Oh my god! She's soaking wet!" My wife quickly pulled her hand away, looked around nervously, and pinched me hard, "Are you trying to kill me!" I chuckled, then suddenly had an idea. I looked around and saw that we were in a small alley. Although it was an alley, there were many trees and bushes on both sides of the road, some of which were tall and dense enough to provide cover. I whispered to my wife, "How about we have some fun behind that tree?" My wife understood what I meant and nodded excitedly. We walked through a row of low trees and came to a large tree. I couldn't wait to lift my wife's skirt from behind and pull her underwear down to her knees. My wife bent over and braced herself against the tree trunk, waiting for me to enter. I quickly pulled down my pants, revealing my already erect penis. I touched my wife's wet vulva and thrust in hard. My wife let out a soft "Ahhh!"

This was our first time doing it outdoors, and it felt so new and exciting. The cool breeze blowing on our lower bodies in the dim moonlight gave us a strange sense of pleasure, like we were having sex in the wild. As I continued, I teased my wife, "Honey, I know you're thinking, 'Wouldn't it be great if Song Ming could do this to you right now?'" My wife was also aroused and whispered, "Yeah, I really wish it was Song Ming doing me right now." I said, "Did you think about it when you were at his house?" My wife said, "Yes, a few times I peeked at his crotch, and I really... really wanted his penis, I was so... wet." I asked, "Then why didn't you let him do it to you?" My wife said, "Of course, you were there, and his... his wife was there too, how could I... let him do it?" I said, "I don't mind, but I'm afraid his wife won't agree. Next time, I can find an excuse to send his wife away." My wife said, "Why don't you do it to his wife, and let Song Ming do it to... your wife, wouldn't that... work?" My wife's words aroused me even more. Just thinking about Song Ming's wife's voluptuous and sexy figure, her breasts, her buttocks, her white legs exposed outside her skirt, ah! If only I could really do it to her. So I said, "Then I'll discuss with Song Ming about swapping wives." My wife gasped, "Okay... I also want to see... how you fuck Sister Mei... I'll let Song Ming fuck me while... watching you fuck Sister Mei, ah... so... good..." I excitedly said, "Then Song Ming and I will share wives. Sister Mei will be our first wife, and you'll be our second wife. We... can fuck whoever we want." My wife, lost in her own world, said, "Ah... I really want... I really want to be Song Ming's... second wife, to serve... him, and to serve Sister Mei, how... how wonderful!" I was about to say something more when I suddenly heard footsteps on the road not far away, and I quickly stopped. My wife, unaware of what was happening, was still moaning passionately. I whispered, "Don't make a sound, there's someone there." My wife also quieted down, and we both held our breath, listening for any sounds. The footsteps grew closer, then stopped abruptly as they reached us. We then heard a rustling of the bushes nearby. I knew we'd been discovered, and for a moment, I didn't know what to do, too afraid to move.

A boy of about seventeen or eighteen appeared before us, seemingly a high school student, dressed in athletic shorts. Upon seeing my wife and me, he immediately froze. I think he'd never seen anything like it before and was a little frightened. Distracted, my penis had gone limp and slipped out of my wife's body, while she remained frozen in her position, also startled. We remained motionless for about a minute before I snapped out of it and immediately had an idea. I gave the stunned boy a wicked smile, feigning a thuggish look, and said, "Little brother, it's fate that you've witnessed this. Want to join in?" The boy still didn't understand, remaining motionless, but my wife understood. She straightened up, turned around, and looked at me in surprise, saying, "You…" I said to her in a nonchalant tone, "It's okay, I'll pay double." Then I winked at her. My wife immediately understood what I meant. Because she was just about to climax and had been unexpectedly disturbed, she felt an unbearable itch down there, so she stopped talking and turned to look at the boy. The boy was quite handsome, with a wispy mustache, tall, and radiating youthful energy. I also noticed that his athletic shorts were already bulging. Since my wife had straightened up, her skirt covered her lower body, but she hadn't pulled up her underwear, which was still hanging below her knees. I lifted my wife's skirt, exposing her lower body, and said to the boy, "Look, not bad quality. Come on, have some fun, I've got your back." The boy finally came to his senses, looked a little scared, and shook his head repeatedly. Seeing that he hesitated, I reached out and rubbed my wife's genitals. She immediately began to writhe. I asked, "Miss, do you want to play with this little brother?" My wife, aroused by my touch and knowing a boy wouldn't pose any danger, licked her lips and said lewdly, "Yes, little brother, come on, play with me." She looked like a prostitute, making me doubt if she was really my wife.

The boy seemed unable to resist and moved closer to us. I said again, "Come on, this woman is very horny, why not?" My penis was already erect again. To demonstrate, I pressed my wife's upper body down, thrusting my hips and penetrating her vagina, pumping. It was my first time making love in front of someone, and my wife quickly became excited, panting softly as she looked at the boy with a wanton expression. I beckoned the boy over, and he seemed determined, walking over in a few steps. I made him stand in front of my wife. Without me saying anything, she bent over, placing the boy's genitals right in front of her. She touched his penis through his shorts, exclaiming, "Wow, it's huge!" She quickly pulled down his athletic shorts and then his underwear. His penis sprang out, hard and erect, no smaller than mine. My wife took it into her mouth, her hands around his buttocks from behind, making soft "ooh" sounds.

The boy, clearly never experiencing such pleasure before, lifted his head, his brows furrowed, his hands around my wife's head, thrusting his penis into her mouth. Learning from Xiao Lu's experience last time, I knew it wouldn't take long for him to ejaculate. Today was a rare opportunity; I wanted my wife to experience being penetrated by someone else's penis, and this boy was undoubtedly the best choice. So I called the boy over: "Come on, bro, let me put it in your ass." The boy immediately responded, pulled it out of my wife's mouth, stood in my position, held my wife's buttocks, and thrust a few times, but couldn't get in. My wife couldn't wait any longer, grabbed the boy's penis from behind, aimed it at her vulva, and thrust back. The boy took advantage of the situation and finally went in. We both cried out "Ah!" at the same time. I went in front of my wife, put my penis to her mouth, and she understood and took it in. At this time, the boy started thrusting, very violently. My wife raised her head and shouted: "Ah... penis... penis... this is... someone else's penis, it feels so good... little brother... fuck,... fuck my pussy!" The boy's movements became even more violent, with occasional "slap slap" sounds of flesh hitting flesh. I also quickly masturbated with my hand. My wife, panting, said, "Ah...husband, I was...fucked by a...kid...but...I like him so much, his cock...is so hard, it feels so good! Actually...I'd be willing to let anyone fuck me, let all the men in the world...old...young...fuck me, I'm a...prostitute~~" The boy had been stimulated to his peak, and after a few hard thrusts, he paused, then thrust a few more times with difficulty, just ejaculating his youthful semen. My wife also reached her climax: "Shoot...fuck...I'm coming, ah~~fuck...fuck~~" Her voice gradually faded, until only soft moans remained. This scene excited me to the extreme, and with my own masturbation, thick semen gushed out, shooting straight onto my wife's face. I then took the opportunity to insert my still-ejaculating cock into my wife's slightly open mouth, pouring the remaining liquid inside. My wife leaned wearily against me, her hair disheveled, her face and mouth covered in semen, looking incredibly lewd. I helped her pull up her underwear. The boy, who had also finished tidying up, said to me, "Brother, I'm going home now." He then hurried away, casually touching my wife's buttocks as he left. My wife looked at me, and we both laughed.

We snuggled together and continued walking back. My wife, flushed from the excitement, said to me,

"Honey, I really did get laid today, you won't...?" I laughed and said, "Honey, you don't have to worry about that. I told you, as long as we're happy, that's all that matters." My wife excitedly kissed me.

I asked, "How was it? Did it feel good with someone else?" My wife said, "Honestly, it felt amazing. The comfort went straight to my core, ahhh, it felt like I was flying." I said, "Wife, this is your true nature, so wild and sexy." My wife pouted playfully, "Don't you like me like this too?" I smiled and hugged her, saying, "Of course." My wife suddenly stopped and said to me, "Honey, that boy's stuff is leaking." I then remembered something and said, "You're in your safe period today, right?" My wife said, "Don't worry, I even thought of that." I said, "That's good. I'll let you experience more men in the future, do you like it?" My wife lowered her head and smiled without saying anything. I knew she would like it. A night breeze blew gently, seemingly bringing a slight chill. I hugged my wife tighter. Her beautiful body seemed incredibly fragile after a passionate encounter, yet her mature womanly charm was even more intense. From the bottom of my heart, I said, "Wife, I love you." After crossing a few streets, in the hazy moonlight, home was just ahead.

(V) When Will You Return?

One day, Xiao Lu suddenly said he wanted to treat me to dinner, saying it was to repay me for the previous treat. I noticed that when he spoke to me, he avoided direct eye contact, and his face was slightly flushed, so I guessed he must have ulterior motives. He must still be thinking about the good fortune from last time and wanted to do it again, right? I thought, fine, my wife has already done everything she could. A little more excitement wouldn't hurt. So I deliberately asked him, "Last time it was just my wife and I treating you, isn't it a bit inappropriate to only treat me this time?" Xiao Lu nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I also wanted to treat your wife too, of course, of course." He seemed a little flustered. After Xiao Lu left, I called my wife and told her about Xiao Lu's treat, even giving her a joking analysis. My wife giggled and said, "Okay, as long as you don't object, I'd like to see what he's up to." So, at Xiao Lu's suggestion, after get off work, I went with him to the KTV room where I had treated him last time.

The same environment, and remembering the lewd scene from last time, I felt a surge of desire again.

After drinking with Xiao Lu for a while, my wife arrived as promised, dressed as sexy as ever. However, Xiao Lu wasn't as shameless as last time; he barely glanced at my wife, only enthusiastically urging her to drink. After a while, my wife and I exchanged a smile, and soon we were both "drunk." Unlike last time, Xiao Lu didn't do anything outrageous this time. He simply kindly asked the waiter to help him get us into a taxi and take us home. I knew in my heart that he couldn't possibly just want to invite us for drinks; he definitely wanted to do something else. So, as if we had agreed, my wife and I pretended to be completely unconscious, letting Xiao Lu laboriously help us to the door. He took out his keys from my pocket, opened the door, and then helped us into the bedroom and onto the bed.

Just as I expected, after putting my wife and me on the bed, Xiao Lu didn't leave. He first shook me, and when I didn't wake up, he shook my wife. Still no response, he finally let out a sigh of relief, sat down beside my wife, and looked down at her. I could feel Xiao Lu's breathing getting heavier. I opened my eyes a crack and saw him slowly reach his hand to my wife's chest, gently pressing and kneading it. Suddenly, he glanced at me, seemed hesitant, thought for a moment, and finally stood up, picked up my wife, and walked out of the bedroom. I think he must be afraid of waking me up here and wanted to go outside to do what he wanted.

The bedroom door closed. I turned around, paused for a moment, slowly got out of bed, walked to the door, and silently opened it a crack, peering into the brightly lit living room. Xiao Lu carefully laid my wife flat on the sofa, leaned over to look at her for a while, then knelt on the floor, his upper body pressed against her chest. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his mouth wide open, completely engulfing her mouth as if to devour it. His hands were busy, caressing her breasts and genitals. After a while, my wife clearly couldn't resist any longer, her body beginning to writhe. Xiao Lu stood up, lifted my wife's skirt, pulled down her underwear and threw it aside, then knelt down again, burying his head in her groin and licking her. My wife seemed extremely excited. She held Xiao Lu's head with both hands, pressing her lower body against his mouth, moaning, "Husband...you're licking me so well, hurry, put...put your tongue...put your tongue in, lick...lick inside, ah...oh...ah..." Xiao Lu licked even more enthusiastically, his head shaking constantly, making loud "smack" sounds. Seeing my wife so engrossed in Xiao Lu's licking, I couldn't contain my excitement either, and pulled out my penis to masturbate. After licking for a good ten minutes, Xiao Lu finally stood up and started taking off his pants. This time, unlike last time, he stripped his entire lower body naked, and I could clearly see his erect penis from the side. Perhaps he was still reminiscing about the feeling of fucking my wife's mouth last time. After undressing, he directly inserted his penis into my wife's mouth and began to fuck her skillfully, while one hand reached down to my wife's genitals to tease her. My wife's mouth was swollen wide open; I think Xiao Lu's penis was already reaching her throat. Her lower body must have felt very comfortable, constantly responding to Xiao Lu's thrusts. Having learned from his previous experience, Xiao Lu didn't spend much time on my wife's mouth, only two or three minutes. He pulled out, spreading my wife's legs wide, seemingly ready to penetrate her. I had already decided not to stop him; it was all up to my wife's choice.

My wife's choice was as I expected. She didn't pretend to be awake, but let Xiao Lu spread her legs. She could clearly see Xiao Lu guiding his dark penis to her vulva, and then smoothly inserting it. My wife's vagina finally welcomed the long-awaited penis, and she groaned loudly. Xiao Lu probably thought her voice was too loud and was afraid of waking me, so he quickly lowered his head, lay on top of my wife, and silenced her with a muffled sound. Suddenly, I sensed something was wrong. I saw my wife slowly lift Xiao Lu's head up, and his moans stopped. I heard my wife's voice: "Xiao Lu, how... could it be you? No, you... can't do this, please..." She tried to struggle to get up.

Xiao Lu quickly pressed her down again, panting, "Sister-in-law, listen to me, I've liked you for a long time, please, just let me... have sex with you once." After saying that, he continued to move.

My wife said weakly, "No... my husband is... inside, ah... Xiao Lu, you... are so hard, so strong, ah..." "Sister-in-law, you... are so sexy, I've wanted to sleep with you for a long time, these past few days, all I've been thinking about is... you." "Really? Xiao Lu... so you've wanted to for a long time, do you... like fucking me that much?" My wife no longer refused, but instead hugged Xiao Lu's buttocks, cooperating with his thrusts.

Seeing my wife surrender so quickly, Xiao Lu couldn't contain his joy and thrust even harder: "Sister-in-law, you know what? Every time I see you, I can't stop wanting to fuck you. Every night... I think about you while... masturbating myself. Ah... Sister-in-law, fucking you feels so good!" My wife completely lost her desire: "Xiao Lu, so... you're so pitiful. You want to... fuck me so much, why... why don't you tell me? Maybe... I'll agree." "Really? Sister-in-law, you'll... agree?" "Yes, Xiao Lu, I will. Your... your cock is so hard, so... thick, so good at fucking, ah... Xiao Lu, sister-in-law is willing to let you..." "Damn..." "My dear sister-in-law, I'm so happy, your pussy feels so good... Ah~~ Sister-in-law, I'm going to... I'm going to cum." "Ah, no, Xiao Lu, don't cum inside, quickly... quickly pull it out." My wife hurriedly pushed Xiao Lu away, and struggled to sit up herself. Xiao Lu stood up, his penis leaving my wife's body, so he had to frantically continue stroking with his hand. My wife reached out and took Xiao Lu's penis, stroking it for him. Soon, white liquid spurted from Xiao Lu's urethra, shooting straight onto my wife's face, wave after wave. My wife didn't avoid it, but squinted her eyes to welcome the spray, looking intoxicated. After Xiao Lu finished cumming, my wife actually opened her mouth and took Xiao Lu's penis in, cleaning the residue off his penis. Xiao Lu never expected her to do this, and stared blankly at my wife's actions for a moment.

After cleaning, my wife slowly spat out Xiao Lu's penis, and even stuck out her tongue to lick the semen that had flowed to the corner of her mouth, looking at Xiao Lu with a flushed face and extreme shyness. It took Xiao Lu a while to come to his senses. He quickly sat down next to my wife and hugged her, saying, "Sister-in-law, you...you're so good to me, you actually did this for me...I'm so happy." My wife hugged Xiao Lu back, pressing her face against his chest. One hand grasped Xiao Lu's already limp penis, stroking it, "Xiao Lu, today you...you won't look down on me from now on, will you?" Xiao Lu hurriedly said, "How could I? Sister-in-law, I like you, I'm so grateful to you, how could I have any other thoughts? I swear..." My wife interrupted him, "No need, it's just...I'm so embarrassed, letting someone else...do it behind my husband's back, it's so shameful." After saying that, she pressed her face tightly against Xiao Lu's chest, not daring to lift it up again. I thought to myself: Shame is inevitable, but the more shameful he is, the more exciting it will be, and the more he will like it.

Xiao Lu lifted my wife's face, which still had some of his semen on it, some of which was stuck to his clothes. He didn't care and kissed her on the lips, which she responded passionately. After a while, Xiao Lu said, "Sister-in-law, will you...will you...let me fuck you again?" My wife lowered her head shyly, touching Xiao Lu's penis, and whispered, "Maybe...maybe. Actually, I like yours too." She then made Xiao Lu's penis erect, examining it closely, and said, "Yours...is so dark, it looks powerful, and it feels full inside." Xiao Lu seemed to be aroused by her touch and said, "Sister-in-law, come on, have a few more bites, I love being sucked by you." Without a word, my wife took Xiao Lu's penis into her mouth again. I had stopped masturbating while listening to their conversation, but now that they weren't finished, I gripped my throbbing penis again, thinking, "Wife, you're really going too far! You're only focused on having fun with Xiao Lu, don't you know your husband's been pent up for so long?" I couldn't help but feel angry.

Looking outside, my wife was still diligently licking Xiao Lu's penis, sometimes the glans, sometimes the shaft, sometimes taking the whole thing into her mouth. Several times she even buried her head deep between his legs, licking his scrotum. And that previously limp penis was now fully erect again. Xiao Lu was completely overwhelmed by the licking, forgetting where he was, just tilting his head back and hissing and laughing in pleasure. For a moment, I felt my wife was being a bit too lewd, but deep down I felt that the more lewd she was, the more excited I would become. Seeing her abandon her usual poise and quiet demeanor, willingly serving another man in such an extremely lewd way, filled me with mixed emotions, and the intense pleasure was almost burning me up. I even thought to myself, "Wife, let another man fuck you, fuck you hard, fuck you until you scream and scream, until you're in ecstasy." As I was lost in these thoughts, the two men outside started again. My wife placed her hands on the sofa, bent over, and Xiao Lu penetrated her from behind, thrusting into her buttocks repeatedly, the point of their union making a "squelching" sound. Xiao Lu's mouth was never idle; he said between thrusts, "Sister-in-law, I never knew you were so lewd. If I had known, I would have fucked you long ago." My wife was also excited, moaning as she said, "It's not too late to know now, aren't you... fucking me right now?" Xiao Lu said, "Yes, actually, I've already fucked you once, but... but I didn't penetrate you." I knew Xiao Lu was referring to what happened in the KTV room last time; he still hadn't realized it was a setup by my wife and me. I wondered: Would my wife tell him the truth?

"When? I... how come I don't know?" My wife didn't admit it.

"The last time Brother Hua treated me to dinner, you were all drunk, and I touched you all over on the sofa, licked you all over, and even... I put my dick in your mouth, ah... so good, and you even called me husband, did you... mistake me for Brother Hua?" "Ah... you're so mean, so that day... it was you, I thought it was... my husband... doing me, you... you're so bad." "Sister-in-law, it's not that I'm bad, it's just that you're so charming, I can't help but want... want to fuck you." "Ah~~ oh~~ Xiao Lu, from now on, if you want to fuck me... come and fuck me, from now on sister-in-law will let you fuck me anytime, as long as... as long as you say it, my... my... that... that pussy is yours, ah... ah... letting you fuck me... it feels so good! Xiao Lu... your big dick... fucked me to death, I really want to call you... good brother... good... brother... dear dad... dear... grandpa, my dear... husband~~" The voice sounded like it was reaching the final moment.

I never imagined my wife would utter such lewd words. This is nothing like my usually quiet and gentle wife! She's even calling out "brother," "father," and "grandfather"—does she want to commit incest? Sigh, women, when they're aroused, they're like beasts. My wife's moans gradually subsided; it seemed her climax had passed, but Xiao Lu was still thrusting vigorously. My wife's body went limp, and she slowly collapsed onto the sofa. Xiao Lu couldn't hold her steady, and his penis slipped out. He cried out in panic, "Sister-in-law, I haven't ejaculated yet! You can't..." My wife weakly rolled over, panting, and said, "I...can't...come here." She pointed to her mouth. Upon hearing this, Xiao Lu immediately knelt on the sofa, straddled my wife's head, and, just like that day, shoved his penis into her mouth and began to fuck her hard. Perhaps he'd penetrated too deeply, because my wife was whimpering and trying to push Xiao Lu's hips away. Xiao Lu ignored her, continuing to thrust faster and faster until finally, his body writhed in pain as he ejaculated into my wife's mouth. A long time passed before Xiao Lu pulled his penis out of my wife's mouth, a thick stream of semen flowing down her chin and onto her chest. Xiao Lu put his clothes back on, tidied himself up, and sat down beside my exhausted wife. He picked up a tissue and, wiping himself, said, "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I couldn't control myself and got you dirty." My wife softly replied, "It's okay, actually, I like it this way." Then she added, "Xiao Lu, you should go now, my husband might wake up." Xiao Lu glanced at the bedroom door; of course, he couldn't see me. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Sister-in-law, Hua-ge...he won't know about what happened today, will he?" My wife said, "Don't worry, I won't tell him." Xiao Lu stammered, "Then...in the future...can we...do this again?" My wife smiled, reached out and touched Xiao Lu's face, and said charmingly, "As long as you want it, there will always be a chance." "Great!" Xiao Lu hugged my wife tightly, "My dear sister-in-law, no, I won't call you sister-in-law anymore, what did you call me just now?" "Oh, you're so naughty, that was just something I made up." My wife lowered her head in embarrassment.

"I want to hear it one more time, call me husband." Xiao Lu wouldn't give up.

"No." "Please, just say it once." I found it a little funny; this kid actually had this addiction. My wife giggled and said, "Other people's husbands are sleeping inside, there's no husband here." Xiao Lu said, "You already called out earlier, what's wrong with calling out again now? Good sister-in-law, just call out once, please." My wife couldn't resist his pestering, so she tapped Xiao Lu's forehead with her finger: "You, alright." Then she called out "Husband" in a very low voice. Xiao Lu smiled broadly and said, "Too low, I can't hear you." My wife twisted her body coquettishly: "You're so annoying, what a terrible husband, deliberately teasing me." Only then did Xiao Lu hug my wife tightly with satisfaction and say, "Good wife, from now on, your husband will come and fuck you often, do you like it?" My wife said, "Then when will you come again?" Xiao Lu said, "That depends on you, tell me when you think the time is right, and I will come." I thought to myself: It seems my wife is going to be busy from now on. My wife said, "Okay, remember, I'll call you when I have the chance. Don't come if I don't call, okay?" Xiao Lu said, "Okay, but don't make me wait too long." My wife said, "Don't worry, actually I hope you come often too." Xiao Lu grinned mischievously, "Really? What do you want me to come for?" "You're naughty, teasing me again." "Tell me, what do you want me to come for?" My wife stood up, pulled Xiao Lu up, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, if you don't leave now my husband will wake up." Then she pushed Xiao Lu out. When she pushed him to the door, seeing that Xiao Lu looked reluctant to leave, she said, "Okay, I told you, I'll let you come... let you come... come and fuck me." After hearing this, Xiao Lu excitedly hugged my wife's head and kissed her hard, "Good wife, wait for me to come next time, okay?" Then he pushed open the door and skipped away. My wife watched him go downstairs before closing the door and turning around. I was already standing in front of her. I laughed and said, "Did you send your husband away?" My wife hugged me tightly, "Honey, that was so exciting!" I said, "Really? Did Xiao Lu enjoy fucking you?" "Mmm." I said, "I know, you deliberately woke up to expose things so he could fuck you more often, right?" My wife said sweetly, "Yes, honey, don't you want me to do that?" She looked up at me timidly. I smiled, stroked her head, and said, "I'm willing. As long as you're happy, I don't care who fucks you. But do you know who wants to fuck you the most right now?" My wife paused for a moment, then understood. She reached for my crotch and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Ah, it's so big!" I picked up my wife, threw her onto the sofa, and, amidst her giggles, eagerly thrust in all the way.

(This post was edited by Zero Degree Longing on 2015-04-20 10:39)

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