[Addicted to Lust] (11-12) Author: nnntr

Author: nnntr
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Pornography - 11

For the sake of daily updates (although each chapter has very few words...), could I dare to ask you, my
esteemed readers for some replies? Your support is the motivation for me to continue this little story!

In the following days, Gu Yu continued to pester his wife at work. His wife was both amused and annoyed. When she came
home, she discussed it with me. I suggested, "Why don't we invite Gu Yu over again and let him have a good time with you?" I suggested this while I was having sex with Bai Lu from behind by the French
windows .

Bai Lu held onto the window glass with both hands, leaving two slender handprints on it. Her beautiful buttocks were sticking out high,
her waist bent into a beautiful S-shape. The living room was lit by a floor lamp, and the curtains were half-drawn. Unless one looked closely,
they couldn't see the couple's sexual encounter that had been going on for half an hour from the outside.

"Mmm... Oh... I don't want to! I'll be seeing Xiaoyu at work every day. If he does that to me,
how will I face anyone? Last time... Last time doesn't count..."

"But your husband wants to see you being fucked by another man~"

"Oh... It feels so good~ But I... I don't like men like Guyu..." My wife seemed to be so engrossed in
the penetration that she revealed her secrets to me. "I like tall men, men with a manly presence... Husband
..."

"Oh, you're starting to complain that your husband isn't tall and strong enough~ I'll fuck you to death, you slut~ Are you going to find some random man yourself?"
I thrust in hard a few times, which earned me a loud and soft scream from my wife. "Didn't you tell me before
that the always tries to chat you up?"

When my wife first went to the gym, as usual, some personal trainers tried to sell her courses. She rejected two or three,
but there was a male trainer named Xiaoman who kept pestering her. Even though my wife said gently but firmly that
she didn't need it, he would still appear next to her from time to time, either instructing her on exercises or chatting about trivial
topics.

"Mmm~ Mmm~" My wife let out a seductive moan from her nose. "You're saying such awful things... what 'wild men
'... it's all because of you, you bastard~ always thinking about others bullying your wife~"

"I can't stand the thought of other men getting hard and fantasizing about you... wife, why don't you try getting to know him
? I'll go to the gym with you next time, okay..."

"Oh... no~ I'll be embarrassed if I see you..."

"Don't worry, I'll hide. Wife, you're so beautiful..."

"Mmm~ oh oh... husband, I'm almost there~ where am I beautiful~"

"Hehe, your pussy is the most beautiful."

"Ah~ ah!... I hate it..."

After these few days of training, my wife has gradually gotten used to making love by the window. Before each orgasm,
I quickly turn on the light, exposing my wife's lewd expression and snow-white, naked upper body
to the view of passersby downstairs.

The weather is gradually warming up, and the air outside is filled with the fragrance of photinia flowers, which smells somewhat like
male semen. I opened the window halfway and drew back the curtains completely, making my final push. My wife, under
the combined stimulation of exposure and the pleasure of my penis thrusting into her, finally reached orgasm, screaming
ecstatically. The sound carried out the window and downstairs, attracting the constant stares of passersby…

The next day was Saturday. Around 6 PM, my wife, as usual, packed her gym bag and prepared to go to
the gym . I changed into my workout clothes and followed not far behind her, watching her high ponytail
sway with her light steps, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation for what was about to happen.

When we arrived at the gym, my wife went in first. I was about to follow when my phone rang in my pocket.
I pulled it out and saw it was the company landline. I would normally just toss a regular phone aside, but
although our company has relatively flexible working hours, they strictly require the phone to be on standby 24/7. I
could only sigh and answer it reluctantly.

As expected, good things often come with difficulties. My department suddenly had an important tender that I needed to rush over to help with. Not only was my direct supervisor
there, but the company's big boss was also in the conference room reviewing it. I was secretly annoyed, and could only
hurry to the company without even changing my clothes.

I held the steering wheel with one hand and my phone with the other, wondering whether I should send Bailu a message to tell her I was at the company
. But then I thought better of it and decided not to let my wife know I was gone. Even though she said she would cooperate with me and develop something with
Xiaoman , she would definitely be scared if she was alone. Before leaving in the afternoon, I had to spend a lot of time
persuading her to muster up the courage. Bailu had finally taken the initiative to take this step, so I decided to wait and see.

I was busy at the company until after nine o'clock before I finally finished. The big boss approved and sent out the tender, and we lowly employees finally breathed
a sigh of relief. I was just about to take out my phone to ask my wife how things were going when I found that she had already sent
three messages.

At 6:45, a message appeared: "Honey, where are you?" accompanied by a selfie of his wife. The background was a treadmill, so it seemed she took the photo while running. Her beautiful cheeks were flushed, and large beads of sweat
could be seen on her fair neck . At 7:09, "Honey, Xiaoman came looking for me. He said he wanted to take me to a bar tonight, but I didn't agree . I can't find you..." At 8:40, "Honey, he came again. He said if we can't go to a bar, at least we should have a coffee together. He also asked if I have a boyfriend. I said I've been married for two years, and he laughed and said I was lying, that I look like I just graduated from college ... It's all your fault for not letting me wear my wedding ring today... What should I do, honey..." My heart skipped a beat. Today, I had specifically told my wife not to reveal that I was married to Xiaoman, because I was afraid that Xiaoman would be too intimidated to continue seeing Bailu. I didn't expect Xiaoman to take the initiative to ask my wife out today. I wondered if my wife would agree... Thinking of this, I was anxious. I quickly said goodbye to my colleagues, rushed to the underground parking lot to get the car, and drove home. Along the way, I sent my wife several messages, asking where she was, but there was no response. I kept looking at my phone screen and almost ran a red light. By the time I got to the gym, it was almost 10 o'clock. I rushed in, but the young woman at the door stopped me, saying it was almost closing time. I had to explain that I was looking for someone and would leave as soon as I found them, before I could barely slip inside. The gym's first floor had changing rooms and a swimming pool, but it was deserted, with no one there, just a pool of clear blue water.

The water reflected the ceiling lights; the second floor housed the exercise area and a few individual classrooms. The exercise area was mostly empty,
with only a cleaning lady lazily mopping the floor in a corner before dragging her bucket downstairs.

I looked around but didn't see my wife. Anxiously, I took out my phone to call her,
but in my haste, I accidentally clicked on the fitness app on the homepage. Just as I was about to exit, I noticed my wife's exercise data appearing on the screen.
My phone had somehow connected to her fitness tracker via Bluetooth!

The effective Bluetooth range was only a dozen meters, meaning my wife was on the second floor. I stared at
the constantly updating numbers on the app; it showed she had already completed over 20,000 steps that day, and the number was still
increasing.

20311, 20312, 20313…

My heartbeat seemed to synchronize with the ticking numbers, the pounding in my ears filling my ears, and
I could feel the blood rushing to my brain.

Where was Bailu? What was Bailu doing? She couldn't possibly still be exercising so late… Where was Xiaoman? Was he
with his wife? Lost in thought, I slowly walked towards the row of classrooms on the second floor.

The lights were still on in all the classrooms. I reached the first one, reached for the doorknob, and slowly turned my wrist, as if
the handle weighed a ton. The door opened silently. Inside were rows of stationary bikes, not
a , only the fluorescent lights flickering faintly. I exhaled deeply, and for a moment, I felt an overwhelming craving for cigarettes
. I closed the door and moved on to the next room…

Open the door, no one there, close the door. Open the door, no one there, close the door… Until I reached the
fourth The door was still tightly closed, but I could faintly hear breathing inside—the heavy breathing of a man!

My hair stood on end, sweat poured down my temples, and
I could feel a faint breeze blowing behind me. I tiptoed to the door and gently pressed my ear against it.

Besides the man's breathing, I could faintly hear smacking sounds, all too familiar—the sound of
tongues entwined in a kiss. There were no other sounds.

I gently turned the handle; it was locked, as expected. Just as I was struggling with this, I suddenly heard a clear
slap, followed by a woman's muffled gasp. It was Bai Lu!

My wife was inside! Undoubtedly, Bai

Lu

and Xiao Man were in the room, but I didn't hear the expected
sounds of genitals intertwining. God, I desperately wanted to see what was happening inside… The agonizing
feeling had was somewhat like when I was trying to quit smoking.

There was a table with a water dispenser against the wall. I carefully climbed up, and from there, I could peek through the high window
above I slowly stood up. Fortunately, the room was fairly well-lit, while it was relatively
dark outside, allowing me to peek boldly without fear of being discovered.

The room was small, only about ten square meters, with several sets of tables and chairs against the wall, resembling an office. Right in the middle of the room
, a man and a woman were embracing. The man was turned to the side with his back to me; he had short hair and wheat-colored skin, making it
difficult to see his features, but he was clearly tall and robust, much taller than the woman. He wore a light
blue, tight-fitting t-shirt, completely soaked with sweat, which clung to his broad back, revealing the clear
outline of his muscles. His arms were tightly wrapped around the woman, completely obscuring her figure. I could only see that his hands had
pulled her trousers down to her thighs, revealing a patch of snow-white buttocks. His large hands were roughly grabbing and kneading her round,
plump buttocks, almost leaving finger marks on her peach-like cheeks. A slap from earlier
had already left a red mark on her fair skin.

The man's upper body was a perfect inverted triangle, but his lower body was completely naked. His muscular buttocks were tightly
pressed together, full like peas. His thick legs exuded masculine power and beauty,
with slightly bent that accentuated the bulging muscles in his long calves. His large, thick feet were firmly planted on the floor tiles, without socks,
and his toes seemed to be clenched tightly together. His entire lower body was trembling slightly from time to time, and I knew exactly
why : his penis was being constantly stroked by a pair of delicate, white hands,
which I could clearly see from my angle!

A thick, erect penis stood straight up from between the man's legs, forming a sharp angle with his
lower abdomen, almost touching his belly. The diameter of the glans was almost 1.5 times that of the shaft, a bright red like a plum.
It looked like it had been circumcised; the color below the coronal sulcus was much lighter than the dark brown shaft. The urethral opening had already secreted
a lot of pre-ejaculate, and the glans was covered with a layer of glistening moisture. The veins on the shaft were bulging,
making the slender, white hand that was rapidly stroking back and forth appear even more exquisite. The thumb and forefinger were interlocked, barely able to encircle the penis, but
only able to grasp the first half. The wristband on the wrist was the fitness tracker that kept recording the wife's
service to the penis.

The man seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself. Not only was his lower body being served by delicate, soft hands, which were also enjoying the
firm , plump buttocks of the woman's hands,
but he was also passionately kissing her. Although the point of contact between their tongues could not be seen, the sounds of their lips sucking on each other's tongues and exchanging saliva could be clearly heard.

It was Bailu masturbating Xiaoman! It was her slender, jade-like hands rubbing the penis of a man she had barely met,
while her plump, white buttocks and delicate tongue were being enjoyed by the man! I couldn't see my wife's expression, so I couldn't
tell if she was being forced or doing it willingly, but I did see her phone carelessly tossed on the table beside her.

I was growing increasingly anxious when I saw the man inside release his grip on my wife's lips and whisper something in her ear. Her
face remained hidden, so I couldn't see any response, but his hands slowed their movements. He spoke a few more words,
then his hands moved from her ample buttocks upwards, groping her lower abdomen before gently pressing down on her shoulders. He
pressed down slowly and firmly, and my wife seemed to resist, but she couldn't overcome his arms. She could only follow his
movements and slowly squat down, revealing that familiar, pretty face.

Her neatly tied ponytail, styled in front of the door, was now disheveled, her long hair partially obscuring her face. I could
still see that her face was flushed, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed,
a hint of anticipation mixed with shyness and panic. She didn't bother to wipe the saliva from their intense kiss from her lips, her pearly teeth half-exposed,
her delicate nose pointing directly at the man's throbbing, veiny penis! The glans was like a venomous...
The penis, like a snake's head, menacingly protruded upwards. The wife, like a mouse targeted by a venomous snake, wanted to escape
but was drawn to it like a magnet, unable to look away.

She stared at the penis before her for a while. The man, seemingly impatient, pressed one hand down on her
head as she knelt between his legs, while the other hand guided his penis into her red lips. The glans rubbed against her tightly closed lips
, occasionally brushing against her cheeks and nose. Her face grew increasingly red, almost dripping blood, until finally
she opened her mouth , and a thick, dark penis was thrust directly into her mouth.

The man, enjoying the lips of this beautiful and dignified young woman beneath him, involuntarily raised his head and hissed
, his face filled with ecstasy. His lower body began to slowly thrust back and forth, as if penetrating a vagina
. One hand reached behind his wife's head, gathering her loose hair into a ponytail, while the other hand caressed
her cheek.

I'm usually reluctant to let Bailu perform oral sex on me, so my wife's oral skills are quite limited. The man
's penis looked to be a full 17 centimeters long, almost twice the thickness of mine. My wife couldn't handle it. A
thick penis was stuffed into her mouth, forcing her lips into an "O" shape, and a large bulge appeared on her cheek. The man seemed to have penetrated too
deeply, and before long, my wife struggled to break free from his hands, spitting out the penis and coughing and gagging loudly,
her eyes turning red.

I watched from outside, feeling both pity and excitement. Although I knew this was a scene I had long wanted to see,
the intense pain and excitement still made me a little dizzy. My wife's mouth wasn't exactly cherry-like; by traditional standards, it
was slightly large. But paired with her bright, beautiful eyes and delicate, high-bridged nose, it possessed a modern, dignified
beauty. A few days ago, I jokingly said she could take two men's penises in her mouth at the same time. I never expected that tonight my wife would
give oral sex to another man right in front of me. I didn't witness the night Gu Yu penetrated my wife, but
watching my wife being used so wantonly by Xiao Man suddenly filled me with a strong sense of jealousy,
a thrill that felt like a shot of strong liquor!

The man in the room saw that Bai Lu had spat out his penis, so he didn't press the matter further. He simply gestured for his wife to continue using her hand, and she
obediently reached out and continued rubbing the man's genitals, but she didn't stand up. Her gaze seemed to be drawn to the penis
radiating . Her other hand reached down to the man's crotch and gently caressed
his heavy, drooping scrotum, revealing testicles the size of ping-pong balls.

The wife, seemingly tired after a few dozen strokes, looked up at the man. He looked down and appeared to say
something . She hesitated for a moment, then stood up and completely pulled off her compression pants, which had already fallen to her knees. She was
left with only a small pair of underwear covering her mons pubis. She took a few steps back, leaning against the table, her long legs shyly pressed
together. Trembling, she reached up and pulled down the zipper of her sports bra. One inch, two inches… her fair, deep cleavage
slowly revealed itself.
Her two perfectly round, full breasts, which had been suppressed by the bra all night, eagerly sprang out as the zipper was pulled down, their nipples already engorged and erect. The wife lowered her head
deeply , letting her long hair cover her face, standing there timidly without uttering a word.

The man stared intently at the beautiful young woman lying prone before him, reaching out to touch her breasts, but
she firmly pushed him away. He could only stand there, admiring the alluring sight, while frantically
masturbating. Finally, with heavy breathing and a low growl, he ejaculated, releasing his semen. His glans throbbed
powerfully , the semen shooting over a meter away, splashing onto his wife's snow-white thighs…
…

(To be continued)

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