[A Trip to Force Pregnancy During Ovulation] Author: Fantasia

Author: Fantasy
Word Count: 13778

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My name is Xiao Qu, height 158cm/weight 47kg, measurements: 33D/23/34,
a 25-year-old mature woman, married, with a son.

I was originally a full-time stay-at-home mom. I thought that marrying a rich second-generation husband would allow me to enjoy the life of
a pampered housewife of my life. Who knew that the social situation would deteriorate, my father-in-law's company would fall into bankruptcy, and my husband's assets
would also become negative.

My husband therefore drowns his sorrows in alcohol every day, always getting drunk and being sent home. The
handsome and wealthy young man he was in college is no more. I

can't get any money from my husband for the monthly household expenses. He only goes out drinking every day, and he hasn't touched me for
three months !

I called my parents to borrow money, but they told me that my father-in-law's family wasn't very wealthy and that I should borrow money from them instead.

(I married into a wealthy family in the past, and now my father-in-law's family is facing bankruptcy. I ca
n't bring myself to say .)

To cover household expenses and my child's tuition, I had to give up my status as a pampered housewife and go back to work. Because of my
good looks, I chose sales, which was the fastest way to earn money.

I dressed in office lady attire and became a white-collar worker, commuting to work by tram every day. My child was temporarily cared for by my parents.

As a newcomer to the company, I lacked experience and connections, so I didn't make any sales. It seemed like I wouldn't even be able to pay
my child 's tuition next month.

Then, I suddenly received a dinner invitation from my college classmates. I thought maybe my classmates could help me close my first deal
!

That day, I abandoned my former status as the campus beauty and went to the reunion dressed in an office lady outfit, exuding
an aura to close the deal.

When I arrived at the restaurant, my classmates were shocked by my appearance. They kept asking me why I was
working . I could only force a smile and say that I wanted to gain experience while I was young so that I could help my husband in the future.

Finally, all my shameless business cards handing out at the class reunion weren't in vain. The next morning, a classmate finally
called me.

I excitedly answered, "Hello, this is Xiao Qu!"

The voice on the other end said, "Xiao Qu! It's Fatty! Does anyone remember me?"

(Fatty's image flashed through my mind. I remembered him as a chubby, nerdy guy in college who had
shamelessly pursued me, though I had, of course, firmly rejected him!)

I smiled insincerely with a professional tone and said, "Of course I remember! You're Chairman Fatty now! I
even toasted you yesterday!"

Fatty laughed and said, "Yes! Can you come to my company? I'm interested in your products!"

Hearing that Fatty was interested, perhaps he would become my first client, I immediately asked for the address, grabbed
the documents, and rushed to Fatty's company.

When I arrived and saw the sign, I realized that Fatty's company had actually become a publicly listed company,
and even internationally!

(Fatty's rich now, I'm definitely going to close this deal!)

When I arrived at Fatty's office, he greeted me warmly and politely. I excitedly introduced my
company 's products.

Halfway through my explanation, Fatty suddenly interrupted me, saying, "Xiao Qu, I heard your father-in-law's company
is facing a financial crisis..."

(Fatty wasn't interested in my company's products, so why did he suddenly bring up my father-in-law?)

Seeing I didn't know how to answer, Fatty continued, "You must desperately need money right now, right? You're
only introducing high-priced products to me!"

(Fatty saw right through me.)

I felt a little embarrassed. Fatty continued, "I'll help you close your biggest deal yet, but you have to
agree to one condition."

(What condition!? It can't be good, but I really desperately need a big deal to save me.)

I cautiously asked, "What condition?"

Fatty said, "A simple condition: just come with me on a business trip and pretend to be my wife for three days and two nights
."

(What! He wants me to pretend to be his wife for three days and two nights? That means I have to do
all the things a wife does!!!)

Seeing my unhappy expression, Fatty quickly added, "Just pretending is fine. I promise I won't do
anything to you. It's because my client wants me to be married so he'll trust me more."

(I really need this big deal right now. If it's just pretending to be his wife for three days and two nights,
maybe …)

I said, "Just pretending for three days and two nights, nothing else?"

Fatty looked at me sincerely and nodded.

I then said, "You want to sign my biggest deal?"

Fatty answered earnestly, "The biggest one! If you agree, I'll sign it right away!"

I nodded and took out my order form, and Fatty signed the contract without saying a word.

(I finally closed a big deal. I was happy but also secretly worried. Maybe I agreed to a condition
that could put me in danger.)

After signing the big deal, all my colleagues were shocked when I returned to the company. In an instant, I became the company's
top saleswoman.

But my happy days only lasted a few days before Fatty texted me, saying he was going on a business trip next week and had
already bought my plane ticket.

(Looks like I really have to keep my promise.)

I told my husband that because I closed a big deal, the company was treating me and my colleagues
to a three-day, two-night trip abroad, but my husband was still drunk and didn't listen to me. My younger son will have to be looked after by my family for three days.

While I was packing my luggage, Fatty suddenly texted me, reminding me to bring the office
lady outfit and stockings I wore to his company last time, saying I needed to act as his personal secretary.

(His personal secretary? Does that mean it's just the two of us on this business trip?!)

While packing the outfit into my suitcase, I suddenly remembered when I'd be back. I picked up my notebook and calculated that
these three days abroad coincided with my ovulation period!

Although I definitely wouldn't let that fat, ugly guy take advantage of me, I still
carefully packed three condoms.

(I absolutely will not use these three condoms unless absolutely necessary! Absolutely!!!)

A few days later, Fatty and I flew to another country in business class. This wasn't a trip, nor was it
a business trip ; it was a transaction we were completely unwilling to make.

After leaving the airport, a private car picked us up and took us directly to our hotel. It was an internationally renowned hotel,
and our room was a presidential suite. When Fatty checked us in, he specifically noted that we were a couple. Despite
such high-level treatment, I felt not a shred of joy.

(If only I were here with my husband and kids!)

After entering the hotel, Fatty kept calling me "wife." Once in the room, he poured two glasses of wine and affectionately
called out , "Wife, you've worked so hard, let's have a drink!"

I ignored him, dragging my luggage directly to another small guest room. Fatty, holding a glass of wine, laughed and
said, "Why aren't you talking to me?"

I turned and looked at him with a disdainful expression, saying, "It's your mouth, whether you call me that or not is your freedom,
but whether I talk to you or not is my freedom!"

Fatty took a sip of his wine and laughed, "That's got personality! This is the campus belle I met in college, Xiao Qu!"

After unpacking my luggage, I was bored, so I wandered around the room. When I passed Fatty's master
bedroom, he caught a glimpse of me and hurriedly closed his open luggage.

(Was he carrying something shady? Or some trade secret?)

The chubby guy quickly grabbed his wallet, pulled out a black card, and handed it to me, saying, "Honey
, the banquet's still a while away, so take this card and go shopping!"

Thinking I had a free lunch with him, I figured I might as well spend it, so I took the card, turned around smartly, and
arrogantly .

I used the black card at every famous store, and even went to a well-known afternoon tea restaurant to relive my former life
as a pampered housewife .

(It's so satisfying to swipe someone else's card!)

It was almost dark when I returned to the hotel carrying bags of designer brands. As soon as I entered the room, Fatty
was startled when he saw the designer bags in my hands and exclaimed, "Wow! Honey! You bought so much!"

I proudly held the black card between my fingers and said, "Who told you to give me this card? Feeling the pinch?"

Fatty smiled and approached me, reaching out to put his hand on my shoulder

, saying, "Can you call me husband then?" I shook his hand off and said disdainfully, "Dream on!"

Fatty continued with his grin, "Honey, we're going to a banquet later, remember to change into your office lady outfit!"

I replied without turning around, still carrying the bags, "Okay!"

I put on my office lady outfit, dressed like a secretary, and followed Fatty to the upscale restaurant.

The waiter led us to our designated table, where a black man saw us and stood up to greet us
warmly .

(I never expected our guest to be Black, and he was several
heads taller than me when he stood up!)

The chubby guy introduced us to the Black man in English. Luckily, I understood English; I only heard him introduce me as his
wife and secretary.

The Black man kept praising me, complimenting my beauty and figure, saying I looked like a 14 or 15-year-old
girl !

(Asian faces tend to look younger abroad, and with his tall stature, I looked like
a little girl standing next to him.)

I chatted fluently with the Black man and the chubby guy in English. Suddenly, the Black man asked the chubby guy curiously
what tricks he used to win over such a beautiful wife like me.

The chubby guy proudly replied that it was because his penis was thick enough that he conquered me.

(Hearing the chubby guy make such a lewd joke right in front of me, I rolled my eyes inwardly.)

The black man looked at me in disbelief and said, "Is it true?"

Faced with such an embarrassing question, I awkwardly replied, "Don't listen to his nonsense!"

The black man looked at me with envy and said, "That's great! I also want to marry an
Asian girl as beautiful and elegant as you!"

Throughout our conversation, the black man kept giving me admiring glances. Suddenly, he turned to the chubby guy and said, "I really
can't believe she's your wife!"

The chubby guy smiled and moved his face closer to me, saying, "I'll kiss her to prove it!"

The chubby guy gave me a meaningful look. Afraid of being exposed by the black man, I reluctantly turned my head and closed my eyes to let
the chubby guy kiss my cheek.

Unexpectedly, the chubby guy actually kissed me on the lips. Although I was startled, I pretended to be
fine.

(That jerk, he's taking advantage of me!)

After this kiss, the black man finally believed that we were a couple.

We had a pleasant meal and chatted. Both the Black man and the chubby guy kept toasting me, but I
declined, saying I didn't drink.

(I'm abroad, and the man next to me isn't my husband yet; I really can't get drunk here.)

After the meal, the Black man saw us to the door. When the car arrived, I got in first, but then I noticed the Black man
staring at me anxiously in the car, quietly asking the chubby guy, "When?"

The chubby guy smiled and said, "No rush, tomorrow!"

The Black man said excitedly, "Great!"

(Were they confirming the signing date?)

Back in the hotel room, before I even took off my clothes, the chubby guy came over excitedly with two glasses of juice:
"Great success! We can sign the contract tomorrow! Let's have a drink to celebrate!"

I thought it was alcohol again, and I looked at the glass in the chubby guy's hand with suspicion. The chubby guy quickly said,
"Don't worry, it's not alcohol, just juice!"

I took the glass, smelled it, and only after confirming it wasn't alcohol did I clink glasses with the chubby guy and drink the juice. As I drank, I suddenly
caught a glimpse of a strange smile on the chubby guy's face.

(What does Fatty's smile mean?)

Suddenly, I felt the entire ceiling start to twist from
side to side, and my head began to spin. I suddenly lost my balance and fell to the side. Fatty caught me just in time. Before losing consciousness, all I remembered was Fatty's
wicked, lewd grin.

I don't know how long I was unconscious. When I opened my eyes, I was found with my legs spread wide, bound to
a chair !

(I had been drugged by Fatty!)

Fatty was sitting on the sofa, drinking, seemingly waiting for me to wake up. His suitcase was open
in front of me, and inside were sex toys: a vibrator, handcuffs, a gag, a blindfold…
It looked like a small mobile sex shop.

After the fat guy noticed I was awake, he put down his glass and walked towards me with a smile.

I angrily said to him, "What are you doing! You said you wouldn't do anything to me!"

The fat guy leaned close to my face, grinning lewdly, and said, "Such a big order, do you really think you can just accompany me
on a business trip ?"

I angrily threatened him, "I have a husband, believe me, I'll definitely sue you!"

The fat guy continued with his lewd grin, "How could you tell your husband that you voluntarily accompanied another man on
a three-day, two-night trip abroad, and even agreed to pretend to be someone else's wife?"

I couldn't refute the fat guy's words, I could only stare at him fiercely with wide eyes, but the fat guy nonchalantly said,
"Remember when I pursued you in college? How did you humiliate me back then? Publicly calling me fat! Calling me ugly!!
And calling me poor!!!"

(So Fatty was holding a grudge because of this!)

I softened my tone and said, "What happened before was my fault. I apologize, okay?"

Fatty said unhappily, "I worked so hard for so many years to finally climb to this position to get revenge on you.
Do you think an apology is enough for you now?"

After saying that, Fatty grabbed my clothes and ripped them down. All the buttons on my chest were ripped off, and my bra
and cleavage were completely exposed in front of him.

I was so frightened by Fatty's sudden action that I screamed, yelling, "What are you doing! Stop it!"

Fatty ignored me and reached out and ripped off my bra, and my snow-white breasts popped out
.

Fatty looked at my breasts and said lewdly, "Back in college, so many people wanted to see your
big breasts!"

Faced with Fatty's humiliating words, I retorted defiantly, "Now you see them, are you satisfied?
Are you done?"

Fatty suddenly opened his mouth and sucked hard on my snow-white breasts. I screamed in surprise.

After leaving a red teeth mark and his saliva on my breast, the fat guy grinned lewdly and said, "Now these
huge breasts are completely mine!"

(The fat guy actually considers my breasts his exclusive property!)

The fat guy suddenly knelt down in front of me, then grabbed my stockinged feet and excitedly began to sniff them.

(So the fat guy has this fetish; no wonder he insisted I wear this OL outfit.)

The fat guy suddenly pulled down his pants, then took out his huge penis and began to masturbate while sniffing the soles of my feet.

(Seeing the fat guy's penis, I realized that what he said before was true; his penis is really
thick!)

The fat guy would sniff it with his nose, then rub his cheek against the stockings on my feet, while his hands below
kept stroking his penis.

(If this is how the fat guy can release his pent-up desire, then I'll just have to endure it!)

The fat guy became more and more excited as he sniffed, and finally even used the head of his penis to keep pressing against the stockings on the soles of my feet.

(Don't press your penis against the soles of my feet, it's disgusting...)

I thought that would satisfy Fatty, but instead, he slowly moved his nose
up from the soles of my feet to between my thighs, finally burying his entire nose between my legs.

I screamed in panic, "No! Don't smell there!"

Unexpectedly, Fatty wasn't satisfied with just smelling through my stockings; he actually tore a
hole in them between my legs.

Fatty used his fingers to move my underwear aside, exposing my vulva.

Ignoring my screams, Fatty pressed his nose to my vulva and smelled, while his other
hand continued to stroke his penis.

After smelling it, Fatty excitedly said, "Your cunt and soles smell so good! Now they belong to me too!"

I kept screaming no, but Fatty finally couldn't stand my screams. He turned around, grabbed a gag, and shoved it
into my mouth, leaving me only able to whimper softly.

Fatty turned around, picked up the vibrator, and dripped lubricant onto the tip. He then pulled my underwear
aside and inserted the entire vibrator into my vagina. With my mouth gagged, I could only grimace and moan.

(My vagina, which hadn't been penetrated by a man in so long, was now being directly inserted into by a vibrator!)

Fatty turned on the vibrator and covered the handle with my underwear to prevent it from falling out.
The vibrator began to rotate inside my vagina, the realistic glans scraping against the inner walls
.

(Perhaps because it had been so long since I'd had sex, the rotating glans made me incredibly
sensitive .)

Fatty, while enjoying my expression of wanting to moan but unable to, excitedly
rubbed his penis against the stockings on the soles of my feet.

The chubby guy, while masturbating, excitedly growled, "So good!"

Just then, the doorbell rang. Hearing it, he quickly pulled up his pants and excitedly said, "Perfect
timing !"

He pulled my shirt open further, completely exposing my breasts, before turning
to open the door.

(The chubby guy actually made me run to the door shirtless, with a vibrator inserted in my vagina, tied to a chair
!)

When he opened the door, the waiter said, "Sir, here's your order."

(My whole body was tense, terrified the waiter would come in.)

Unexpectedly, the chubby guy said, "Take it inside!"

(The chubby guy actually called the waiter in; he clearly wanted the waiter to see my shameful
state !)

The waiter pushed the cart in, and when he reached the living room and saw my appearance, he was completely stunned.

(He must have seen my exposed breasts and the ripped top of my stockings!)

The waiter stood there, bewildered. The fat guy closed the door and came over, saying, "Put the cart
next to my wife's chair!"

The waiter hesitated for a moment, but finally pushed the cart next to me. He was so close; he
must have noticed the bulge in my panties through the ripped stockings, and the low-frequency rotating sound coming from them, right?

(If this waiter wasn't an idiot, he would definitely know that I had a vibrating
dildo .)

Because the fat guy was there, the waiter didn't dare to openly look at me, but his
crotch was already bulging. At this moment, the fat guy pretended to collect a tip and went into the master bedroom.

(The fat guy was deliberately trying to let the waiter feel comfortable looking at my shameful state.)

Sure enough, after the fat guy went in, the waiter boldly stared directly at my breasts and genitals. I turned my head away
shyly not daring to meet his eyes.

(The fat guy was humiliating me like this, exposing me so shamefully in front of a stranger.)

Perhaps it was being stared at by a stranger that made my body tense up, and my vagina kept contracting. At this moment, the
vibrator was squeezed and slipped out from beside my underwear, falling next to the waiter.

When the waiter saw this, he squatted down and picked up the vibrator, which was still spinning and covered in my vaginal fluid, his eyes still
fixed on my wet and slippery vulva from which the vibrator had been squeezed out.

(The waiter actually picked up the dropped vibrator! And he's still staring at my vulva that's dripping with vaginal fluid! I'm
so ashamed!!!)

At this moment, the fat guy came out and saw the waiter squatting between my legs, holding the vibrator
covered in .

The waiter looked at the chubby guy in a panic, but the chubby guy calmly said, "It fell out! Help me
put it back in!"

(What! The chubby guy actually wants the waiter to help him put the vibrator back into my vagina!)

The waiter looked at me with the same disbelief. The chubby guy took the money and walked over, saying, "Help me put it
back in! I'll give you a bigger tip!"

(It's not about the tip! How could anyone ask a waiter to do something like this!)

After hearing this, the waiter's breathing became rapid. Then, with his trembling fingers, he moved my
panties, to the side. He then held the still-rotating vibrator and aimed it at my vaginal opening,
slowly inserting it.

(Was he doing it so slowly on purpose? So he could get a better look at my vagina!)

When the waiter had inserted the vibrator all the way in, I trembled sensitively. Only then did the waiter
release the vibrator.

Because my vagina was so wet, the constantly rotating vibrator almost fell out again. The waiter quickly grabbed
the handle and inserted it deeper before covering the handle with my underwear.

(Thank goodness he covered it with his underwear, otherwise I would have
felt .)

After the vibrator was reinserted into my vagina, the chubby guy gave the waiter an excessive tip, and the waiter thanked him profusely
before leaving.

After the waiter left, the fat guy said lewdly, "Guess what? If that waiter pulled out his
dick , would I let him put it in?"

(The fat guy actually said such a perverted thing; he was just trying to humiliate me! A beautiful girl spreads
her legs, exposing her incredibly wet pussy; any man would want to take off his pants and stick it in, right?)

The fat guy suddenly reached out and pulled the vibrator out of my pussy, then looked at my wet pussy excitedly
and said, "Looks like it's moist enough!"

Then the fat guy pulled down his pants completely, holding his huge penis close to me. I panicked and shook my head violently,
making screams.

(No! Don't put it in!)

Seeing me moaning excitedly, Fatty unplugged my gag. I frantically pleaded, "Don't
put it in, please!"

Fatty moved his enormous penis next to my face and lewdly said, "That depends on your performance!"

(Fatty clearly meant he wanted me to give him oral sex!)

I had no choice but to open my mouth and take Fatty's glans into my mouth. Fatty's glans, with my mouth on it, moaned softly in pleasure
, "It feels so good to have the school beauty's mouth on me!"

(Fatty's glans smelled strongly of fish, but I could only keep sucking and licking it, hoping he would ejaculate directly into my
mouth .)

I tried my best to suck on Fatty's glans, and his penis swelled up little by little in my mouth,
seemingly about to ejaculate.

(I can't believe I'm sucking a man's penis that's not my husband's, and praying he'll ejaculate in my mouth,
husband, I'm so sorry...)

Fatty was almost at his limit. He quickly pulled back and took his penis out of my mouth, then excitedly
said, "That felt so good! I almost came!"

Unexpectedly, Fatty moved his almost-ejaculating penis to the entrance of my vagina and said lewdly, "If you're going to ejaculate,
you should ejaculate here!"

(No! My body is going to be defiled by Fatty! Husband...)

I knew I couldn't escape, so I had to say, "Wait a minute... can I put on a condom first?"

(Today is my ovulation period, it's too dangerous for me to not wear a condom!)

Fatty squatted down and pulled out three condoms from his pants pocket, and the designs on those three condoms were the same as
the three I brought!

Fatty held up three condoms in front of me and said lewdly, "You even prepared three of them. You little
slut were actually planning to sleep with me all along, weren't you!"

(I brought the condoms just in case, and now he's calling me a little slut who was planning to sleep with him all along!)

Fatty took the condoms I had prepared, tore them all apart, and threw them all into the trash can.

(He threw away all the condoms I prepared! Is he going to...?)

Fatty grabbed his penis again and pointed it at my vagina, saying lewdly, "Don't think I don't know
what you're thinking. I peeked into your notebook. These days are your ovulation period, right?"

(Fatty actually peeked into my notebook! And he already knew today was my ovulation period.)

Fatty guessed all my thoughts. I stared in panic at his penis outside my vagina. Seeing that I didn't answer, Fatty
squeezed the head of his penis a little closer to my vagina and asked me again, "I'm asking you,
is today your ovulation period?"

I said in a panic, "Yes! Today is my ovulation period, so please wear a condom!"

(I was already about to be defiled by him, and he still said such a shameful thing!)

After hearing this, Fatty suddenly thrust his waist forward forcefully, and his penis was fully inserted into my vagina in an instant. My
vagina was completely filled by Fatty's thick penis.

The swelling sensation of my vagina being filled with his penis made me moan uncontrollably.

After the fat man thrust his entire penis into my vagina, he lewdly said, "It's only fun without a condom!"

(Honey, I'm so sorry… I let another man penetrate me without a condom!)

Then, the fat man excitedly grabbed my waist, thrusting into me with tremendous force with each stroke. My
whole body shook violently from his penetration, and the chair creaked repeatedly.

(Don't thrust so hard, my vagina will break…)

Suddenly, Fatty convulsed violently a few times, and I felt his penis inside my vagina swell up a bit more.

(Fatty's going to ejaculate!!!)

I quickly begged Fatty for mercy, crying, "Don't ejaculate inside!..."

Fatty ignored me completely and kept thrusting his penis into my vagina,
spraying his semen deep inside me.

(Oh no! Fatty ejaculated inside me directly, I might get pregnant!!!)

After Fatty finished, he pulled his penis out, then quickly grabbed his phone from the table and took pictures of the lewd scene
of my legs and semen flowing from my vagina.

(He even ejaculated inside me, and he still wants to take such obscene pictures of me!)

After taking the pictures, Fatty shook his head and said, "It's all spilled out, what a waste of all the semen I saved for you for so long!"

After he finished, Fatty's penis was noticeably smaller, but he was still excitedly grabbing my feet and even
started licking my stockinged toes.

(He's already finished, why won't he let me go?)

Fatty's saliva kept seeping into my stockings and into the gaps between my toes, making them
wet, slippery, and disgusting!

I never expected Fatty to be a stocking fetishist; with my toes inside the stockings in his mouth, his penis quickly
became erect again. With

his penis hard again, Fatty untied my hands and feet and then wanted me to put on my high heels and lie face down on a table as high as my
thighs . Of course, I immediately refused!

Unexpectedly, Fatty pulled out his phone and showed me the lewd photos I had just taken, saying, "I've uploaded your photos
to my cloud drive. You don't want me to send them to your husband too, do you?"

(Fatty was actually threatening me with the photos!)

In the end, I obediently put on my high heels and lay face down on the table. Fatty excitedly touched the stockings on my buttocks
and said, "This kind of alluring, perky butt is the most tempting!"

Fatty stood behind me, spreading my legs a little wider, and then, holding his hard penis, searched for my
vaginal . After aiming, he thrust his penis directly into my still-dripping vaginal opening.

(The position behind me allowed Fatty's penis to penetrate deeper and hit my sensitive spot.)

I moaned from the sensitive stimulation of Fatty's penis.

(This time, the penetration felt particularly sensitive; I wonder if it was because of the lubrication from the semen.)

Fatty grabbed my buttocks and started thrusting into me like a boar. Lying face down on the table, I couldn't reduce
the impact; my vagina could only withstand Fatty's constant pounding.

(I don't know if it was Fatty hitting my G-spot, but every thrust sent a tingling, numb sensation up my
vagina .)

This time, Fatty's thrusting lasted longer, and the constant numbness from the impact made me start moaning uncontrollably.

(It feels so numb and tingling down there! No, I'm going to lose my mind if this continues.)

Fatty said smugly as he thrust into me, "The elegant goddess has actually gotten so horny from my fucking!"

(Fatty was taking advantage of me and still trying to humiliate me, but the tingling sensation made it impossible for me
to close my lips.)

No matter how much I resisted, my naturally sensitive body eventually gave
way to reached orgasm. When I orgasmed, my legs went limp.

Fatty noticed that my legs were weak after orgasm, so he supported my lower abdomen with his arms, lifted me up
, and then pressed me against my back, thrusting upwards repeatedly.

Suddenly, Fatty started shaking violently while holding me tightly, and I realized that Fatty was about to ejaculate again!

I quickly pushed Fatty's hands away with both of mine, my legs flailing wildly as I struggled and cried out, "No! Don't
shoot inside me again! If you shoot inside again, I'll really get pregnant!"

Fatty ignored me completely, just holding me tightly and enjoying
the pleasure

again and again. Only after Fatty ejaculated all his semen into me did he release me. I collapsed to my knees on
the floor , panting, while semen slowly flowed from my vagina.

(Husband... I actually had another man fuck me to orgasm, and he even ejaculated inside me twice...)

Fatty squatted on the ground and said lewdly to me, "For the past three days and two nights, you've been my wife.
It's only natural for a husband to fuck his wife, and it's only natural for his wife to get pregnant!"

After saying that, Fatty forcibly pulled me up and dragged me into the bathroom. Fatty not only made me help him take a bath,
but also made me give him oral sex in the bathroom.

When his penis became hard again, he pulled me onto the bed and began thrusting into me relentlessly in various positions,
releasing all the desire he had harbored for me over the years, ejaculating
inside .

(Fatty was determined to get me pregnant…)

I was completely exhausted by Fatty, and fell asleep with my vagina filled with semen.

The next morning, I slowly woke up, feeling a
penis , the speed of the thrusting gradually increasing.

(Looks like I'm going to get ejaculated inside again this morning…)

I slowly opened my eyes, only to find that it wasn't Fatty thrusting into me, but the waiter
from !

I pushed the waiter's stomach in surprise and said, "What are you doing!?"

The waiter grabbed my hand and began thrusting violently, saying, "Your husband wants me to ejaculate inside you first,
and then wake you up for breakfast."

I nervously tried to stop him, but the waiter had already ejaculated inside me after a few forceful thrusts!

(Fatty actually asked yesterday's waiter to ejaculate inside me as a morning call!)

After the waiter finished ejaculating inside me, he got up, put on his uniform, and said to me on the bed,
"Wife, are you satisfied?"

My vagina was still wet with the waiter's semen, and I lay helplessly on the bed with my legs spread open.

(What if I'm not satisfied? Will he ejaculate inside me again?)

After the waiter left, it took me a long time to get out of bed. I went to the bathroom to wash off
the smell of semen.

While sitting on the bed eating breakfast, feeling weak, I found a note left by Fatty: "Wife, get some rest
. I asked a waiter to give you a 'special' service. Remember to be back before five o'clock. Oh, and your
passport is with me!"

(Fatty has my lewd photos and my passport. It seems I can't escape his continued humiliation for now
!)

I walked out of the hotel, feeling lost and aimless, with absolutely no desire to go shopping
.

(Having been penetrated so many times, especially during my ovulation period, how would I tell if I was pregnant?)

I returned to the hotel promptly before 5 PM, my mind racing with anxiety beforehand.

(I wondered what perverted ways Fatty would humiliate me tonight, or if he would insist on penetrating me until I
was pregnant ?)

When I entered the room, Fatty was already impatiently waiting for me in the living room. As soon as I walked in, he rushed over,
grabbed my waist, and kissed me as if I were truly his wife, even though I looked unwilling.

Fatty thrust his tongue into my mouth, swirling it around wantonly until my mouth was full of his saliva, before
finally withdrawing his fat tongue with satisfaction.

(Looking at his lewd and disgusting face, if I could, I wouldn't want any of his fluids
inside !)

After the fat guy finished kissing me, he realized that I hadn't even brought a designer bag. He said in surprise, "Wife!
Why didn't you buy anything today?"

I took out a box of condoms from my bag and showed it to the fat guy, then glared at him fiercely.

(Although I knew Fatty probably wouldn't wear it either, I still bought a box to avoid getting pregnant.)

Fatty grinned lewdly and said, "You shot inside me so many times yesterday! Oh, right! Did the waiter
shoot inside you this morning too?"

(So Fatty deliberately had the waiter shoot inside me to humiliate me!)

Ignoring my disgusted look, Fatty continued lewdly, "A whole morning of rest
is enough, right? Now take off your clothes!"

(I wonder how Fatty wants to humiliate me this time?)

Seeing me standing still, Fatty took out his phone and said lewdly, "You have no choice, you
know that!"

(Just one more day! I can be free after tonight, right?)

I reluctantly took off my clothes one by one, while Fatty excitedly said, "A goddess
is a goddess, watching you take off your clothes is a pleasure!" After I was completely naked, Fatty actually took out a dog leash! Then he made me kneel on the ground like

a dog . (Is Fatty going to dress me up as a dog today?) I lay on the ground like a dog as Fatty put a dog collar with a leash on me. Then Fatty took out . (Is he going to put that in my anus?) After Fatty applied lubricant to the anal plug, he tried to insert it into my anus. Of course, I resisted and struggled to run away, but Fatty pulled hard on the leash and dragged me back. Fatty pulled so hard that a red mark appeared on my neck. He touched my buttocks and said, "Be good, and you won't suffer." (Fatty's rough actions startled me. I started to worry that the more I resisted, the more violent he would become.) Then Fatty lifted my buttocks and slowly squeezed the dog tail anal plug into my anus. As my anus was repeatedly opened, I felt a cool sensation inside until the entire was inserted into my body. (How could I have such a shameful thing inserted into me!) After the fat guy inserted the dog tail anal plug into my anus, he smiled smugly and said, "Now you're my exclusive ...bitch!" The fat guy wasn't satisfied with humiliating me like a bitch; he even made me crawl on the ground like a dog. I could only endure the feeling of the anal plug inside me and crawl slowly on the ground, the dog tail swaying incessantly with the movement of my hips. (This dog-crawl motion filled me with unbearable shame.) After crawling around once, the fat guy smugly took off his pants and sat on a chair, revealing his hard, enormous penis. Then he pulled on the rope around my neck, indicating that I should crawl between his legs. I obediently crawled between his legs, and he held his penis and said lewdly, "Hungry? Master will feed you his penis!" (The fat guy meant I had to suck his penis!) I understood his implication and obediently held his penis, then opened my mouth and took it into my mouth , sucking it vigorously. (Since there's still one night left, I'd be happy if I could satisfy him with my mouth, at least that way he wouldn't ejaculate inside me .) I diligently sucked on his penis, which gradually swelled in my mouth, finally ejaculating inside me. After tasting the salty, hot semen on my tongue, I quickly tried to spit out the ejaculating penis and semen , but Fatty suddenly pressed my head down tightly with both hands, pushing his penis even deeper into my mouth . My throat was blocked, and unable to breathe, I could only swallow the semen. Fatty pressed my head down tightly and said, "Swallow it all, don't spit it out!" (With his penis pressed against my throat, I could only obediently swallow all the semen.) After Fatty finished venting in my mouth, he stood up and told me to sit on the chair . I obediently climbed onto the chair, then spread my legs, exposing my vulva and tail. Then Fatty took out a rope and tied me to the chair again. The fat guy blindfolded me and then gagged me with a gag. (Losing my sight made me feel incredibly insecure; I was terrified .) Suddenly, I heard a low-frequency sound, followed by a long, thin object being inserted into my body and rotating . (This must feel like a vibrator.) Then, the fat guy licked my nipples while repeatedly thrusting the vibrator into my vagina, the constant teasing making my body gradually go numb. Just as I was about to climax, the doorbell rang. The fat guy fixed the vibrator inside me and got up to leave. (Would the fat guy call that waiter again? To see me in this wanton state again?) A moment later, sure enough, two footsteps entered, and one of them suddenly started breathing excitedly . (This was the same reaction the waiter had when he first saw me in this wanton state.) The person with rapid breathing walked to my side and pulled the vibrator out. By this time, my body was incredibly sensitive.

(My body is now craving to be penetrated by a real penis!)

Then a hot, round head pressed against the entrance of my vagina, slowly stretching it wider and wider
until it hurt a little. The head still hadn't entered!

(This glans is huge! My vagina is so painful from being stretched!) My vagina felt like it was about to burst, and my

lower body was trembling slightly from the pain, when finally the enormous glans passed through! (This glans is huge! Much bigger than Fatty's huge penis!) After passing through the entrance, the enormous glans began to relentlessly penetrate deeper into my vagina. The huge mushroom-shaped tip pushed against the narrow walls of my vagina, the pressure sending shivers down my spine. (So big! It feels like my vagina is completely stretched open and filled!) The enormous glans continued to penetrate, reaching the very bottom of my vagina, below my cervix. The impact sent shivers down my spine. (This penis is worlds apart from Fatty's! Not only is it thicker, but it's also incredibly long!) I thought it would stop once it reached the bottom, but the huge glans continued to push my vagina further in , and I gradually felt pressure in my lower abdomen. (Stop! It's all the way in!! Don't go any further!!!) The huge glans kept pushing into me, and my intestines in my lower abdomen gradually felt intense pressure. The unbearable pressure made me arch my back and tremble slightly. (It's too long! It hurts so much!! Don't push any further!!!) The huge glans kept pushing into me, and all the organs in my lower abdomen were squeezed together . The feeling of nausea and vomiting made my scalp tingle, and my body was in so much pain that I couldn't help but tremble. (No! The pain is so bad I'm about to lose consciousness!) Finally, the person who had inserted the huge glans into me felt that I was about to give up, and he pulled the entire penis out. My tense body finally relaxed. After the huge glans withdrew, I immediately heard a shout in English: "Whew! That felt so good!" Then the huge glans plunged back into my vagina. The first time, my vaginal opening had been stretched wide open, so the second time it went in much easier. Suddenly, a pair of large hands grabbed my waist, and then the huge penis began to thrust in and out of my vagina. However, this time he was careful with the depth of penetration, pulling back after hitting the bottom of my vagina each time. The feeling of my vagina being completely filled, combined with the constant thrusting, brought a tingling and numb pleasure after the pain. (No! This is too tingling, I won't be able to take it and will orgasm if this keeps going!) Just as my whole body was going numb, Fatty suddenly stood in my ear and said, "Wife, is it good to be fucked?" My mind went blank from the numbness, and I could only nod excitedly. Fatty continued, "Guess who fucked you so good?" I couldn't think of who it was at all, I could only shake my head. Suddenly, Fatty removed my blindfold, excitedly shouting as if revealing a mystery, "Ta-da!" My eyes lit up, and I squinted. When I slowly opened them, I realized that the person thrusting into me was none other than the black man from yesterday! (Fatty actually found a black man to fuck me!!!) I looked down at his dark hands holding my waist, and his enormous, black penis was still thrusting in and out of my vagina. (My skin looked incredibly white against the black man's dark naked body!) What surprised me even more was that every time his penis hit the bottom of my vagina, a part of it was still sticking out ! (If it went all the way in, it would kill me!) The black man, holding my waist, thrust faster and faster, yelling like a wild beast, "Oh! Fuck!" The black man's thrusting became more and more intense, like a final sprint before ejaculation. I realized with a start that the black man wasn't wearing a condom, and I frantically shook my head, signaling him not to ejaculate inside. (No! I don't want a Black man's child!) The Black man grabbed my waist and thrust hard, my lower abdomen swelling slightly, followed by a warm sensation. (No! He ejaculated so deep, I'll definitely get pregnant!) The thought of being inside me and possibly carrying his seed broke me down, and I burst into tears. Seeing me cry, the Black man quickly pulled his penis out, but he had already ejaculated a lot of semen inside me . The black man looked at the fat man in alarm and asked, "What's wrong? Why is your wife crying?" The fat man laughed and said, "She's crying because she's happy. She's been longing to make love with you! So being ejaculated moved her to tears." The black man excitedly touched my skin and said, "Your wife is so cute! I want to cherish her even more!" The fat man untied the rope from my chair and handed the rope around my neck to the black man, saying, "Tonight she's yours! You can cherish her all night long!" The black man held the rope with an incredulous expression and said, "Really?" The fat man laughed and said, "Of course! Let's go to our master bedroom! There's a bathroom and a bed, you can do whatever you want with her!" As the black man excitedly pulled the rope and led me towards the room, the fat man walked up to the black man and said lewdly, "Today is my wife's safe period, so it's okay to ejaculate inside her! The rougher the better! Just don't break her ..."

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