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[A Perfect Match] [Others' Wives Are Always Better - Wife Swapping Game] [wlmqwlmq]

Xiaomin and I met in college; I was two years ahead of her. Later, we both stayed on to teach at the university. We've been married for eight years, and Xiaomin still hasn't considered having children, which I don't mind too much. But since 2010, she seems to have become obsessed with chatting online. Every night, she's glued to the computer, typing away animatedly, completely absorbed, even to the point of forgetting to eat or sleep. This makes me somewhat disappointed and confused. Is this what people often call the "seven-year itch"? Has our passion faded so quickly before the fruit of our love has even arrived?

On weekend afternoons, Xiaomin plays on her computer as usual, while I, as usual, lie in bed taking a nap, each doing our own thing, unrelated to each other. Just then, I heard Xiaomin's phone ring. She seemed to be invited out, and then said, "I have something to do, let's hurry back, Sister Han." Oh, it was Teacher Han, the wife of Director Zheng from the Academic Affairs Office, a shopaholic. She must have wanted Xiaomin to go shopping with her.

Hearing Xiaomin close the door, I slowly got out of my pajamas, but a hint of curiosity lingered. I wanted to see if she had turned off her computer and what she was doing on it. So I went into the study. Careless Xiaomin hadn't even taken her house key before rushing out.

I sat down at the computer and started moving the mouse. QQ wasn't offline; a man's avatar wearing glasses was flashing incessantly. I clicked on the avatar, found the chat history, and saw my wife say, "My friend called me out to look at clothes, I'll be back soon, wait for me!" Pshaw! What's going on? So affectionate? I felt a pang of jealousy. I continued scrolling through the chat history—"Darling," "I miss you"—I couldn't help but clench my teeth; my gums were itching!

Wanting to find out what kind of man this was, I typed out a string of words: "Where are you from? What do you work for? Where are you now?" I typed it but didn't send it. I held back, not wanting to make things worse and give myself away. My wife would definitely not let it go when she got back. After all, it was a private space. Although there were some ambiguous words, the internet is virtual; what could I do without evidence? But I couldn't resist my urge to spy. After locking the door, I came back and carefully went through their chat history. Looking at the beginning, it seemed this man was very close to us. Further down, judging from his tone, he seemed to be Director Zheng from our school's academic affairs office. He talked about school gossip and romantic affairs, praising my Xiaomin for being so young and beautiful. He said he had fallen for her at first sight and that every time he made love with my wife, he fantasized about making love with Xiaomin, imagining her body, her breasts, her pubic hair; otherwise, he would get erectile dysfunction. My wife, Xiaomin, was also being ambiguous, even asking Director Zheng, "Really?" "Is that so?" Seeing this, I felt both angry and a little indescribable, and inexplicably, I got an erection.

He even blatantly confessed to my wife, "When will I have the good fortune and opportunity to be with you, to properly savor and enjoy your beautiful body... To be honest, dear Teacher Min, you've been married for so many years, haven't you ever fantasized about enjoying the different feelings that a man other than your husband could bring you?" Xiaomin gave me a shy emoji, which made me grit my teeth in anger. Then she said, "I've thought about it... but I have a husband... Although things are very bland now, and we don't have the passion we used to have, I can't do anything to betray my husband! Director Zheng, if your wife had an affair with another man, would you be willing?" "I would! As long as your Xiao Ai is willing, I'd gladly give her up! Or, how about letting your sister-in-law get to know Teacher Ai first? That way, he won't object to us. What do you think, Minmin?" Damn it! She stopped calling me Teacher Min, and started calling me Minmin! It made me so angry!

Damn it, my right hand was fiddling with the mouse, while my left hand involuntarily reached into my underwear and started masturbating. Thinking about Director Zheng's wife, Sister Han, though she's past her prime, she's still stylish and charming. Does Director Zheng really want me to cuckold him? If possible, hehe, I'd really be willing to offer myself.

Just then, Xiaomin's knocking came from outside. I hurriedly closed the chat window, but the screensaver wouldn't go black for several minutes. What to do? Aha! Force shutdown, then run out of the study, back to the bedroom, and slowly stretch at the bedroom door, asking, "Who is it?" "Honey, open the door, I forgot my keys." "Oh, so careless… Where have you been in the middle of the day? You're disturbing my nap!" As I opened the door, I casually turned off the power switch next to it.

My wife excitedly showed me a bag, saying, "Look, a dress! Sister Han gave it to me, hehe..." I glanced at it dismissively and said, "Hmph, petty bourgeois, always looking for a bargain!" Then I went back to the bedroom, lay on the bed, and closed my eyes to recall Xiaomin's chat history... "Hey, honey, did you touch the computer?" Xiaomin exclaimed. I said, "What? I'm not interested in the computer during my lunch break! Don't bother me, go back to sleep!" Xiaomin looked at me, puzzled, and muttered to herself, "Huh, who turned off the computer?" A moment later she said again, "Honey, can you check for me?" "Why won't the computer turn on?" I reluctantly got out of bed and went to the study. After fiddling with it for a bit, I said, "No power. I'll go check the power supply." I went to the outer room and turned on the power, saying, "It turns out the residual current device tripped. It's fixed now. Try it." I thought for a moment, then decided to give her a little nudge: "Playing on the computer is fine, but don't get addicted. These days, there are so many people cheating on each other online. I don't want to lose my dear Comrade Min Xiaomin!"

I went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed, thinking about their conversation, thinking about Director Zheng's wife, Teacher Han, thinking about Teacher Han bending over and letting me thrust into her fleshy hole to my heart's content. Ah! I can make love with Director Zheng's wife? Hahahaha... But my Xiaomin has already been taken by that Director Zheng? Thinking about this, my heart still aches a little. Hehe, what am I thinking? Even if I wanted to, my wife might not agree!

Around 5 p.m., Xiaomin came over with a big smile and said, "I was shopping with Sister Han just now, and she said she's planning to treat us to dinner tonight. Are you coming?" I wondered to myself, was it Sister Han who wanted to treat us, or was it Brother Zheng who wanted to? I said, "Why would they invite us for no reason? They're a leader!" Xiaomin hesitated, then finally said, "Sister Han said that Director Zheng admires you. His niece is in your department and often mentions your teaching methods to Director Zheng. Sister Han also praised you for being handsome and promising... Whatever, they're rich. We can just go along with it and have a meal with them..."

"Hmph! I bet you're not just going along with it for one meal, are you? Fine, Director Zheng Ruijin, you've been seducing my wife online. Let's see how I handle her!" I muttered bitterly to myself, but said aloud, "Okay, I'll listen to my wife. I won't do anything she says. Maybe Sister Han has fallen for me? Haha..." My wife was overjoyed when she heard me agree and said, "I'll go turn off the computer..." She ran off happily. I shook my head. I guess she went to tip off Director Zheng through QQ.

After we finished getting ready, we took a taxi to the Xiaodao Hotel, which was some distance from Xiamen University. Director Zheng and his wife were already waiting in the private room. After exchanging pleasantries, we sat down and the dishes were served. Director Zheng picked up two bottles of Yanghe Blue Classic and Tianzhilan liquor. He raised his glass and began his opening remarks: "Today, I invited Professor Ai (sweat! When did I get promoted to professor?) and Teacher Min for a small gathering. Firstly, because Professor Ai is one of the most promising and talented young talents in our university, a source of pride for our school and our department; secondly, Teacher Min and her family have always had a good relationship, like sisters, so both our families should maintain close contact, both professionally and personally." "Let's get to know each other better, help each other, exchange feelings, and promote friendship. Come on, let's raise a glass together, cheers!" Sister Han chimed in, "Come on, Xiao Ai, Xiao Min, let's have a drink!" I thanked her repeatedly, "Thank you for your kindness, Director Zheng, thank you, Sister Han!" But inwardly I cursed, "Hmph! You've set up a trap, your real intention isn't the wine, and you, looking like a skinny monkey, are trying to seduce my wife..." I glanced at Sister Han, who was smiling at me. Today she was wearing a floral t-shirt, her long hair was pulled back, and a strand of her dyed reddish-brown hair fell to her left cheek. Her charming face made my heart flutter. I thought: Is there a chance tonight? How did everything happen so suddenly? Will Director Zheng really push his wife into my arms?

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the atmosphere was lively with toasts and drinks flowing freely. Despite Director Zheng's skinny build, his alcohol tolerance was not to be underestimated. As he spoke, he opened a second bottle of Tianzhilan liquor. Sister Han was also very enthusiastic, frequently urging me to drink. After drinking half of the second bottle, I excused myself, saying that I couldn't hold my liquor and would stop drinking. Director Zheng didn't press the issue too hard. After finishing the main course, he looked at Xiaomin and said, "I heard you sing quite well. They have a karaoke bar here, let's give Teacher Xiaomin a platform to showcase her singing, hahaha..." Sister Han chimed in, "Great! Great! Let's go have some fun!"

The four of us walked from the restaurant into the karaoke bar. The waiter brought over a few small plates of melon seeds and fruit, and before leaving, asked, "Would you like some beer and drinks?" Director Zheng blurted out, "A dozen, please... Let's drink and have some fun... If we didn't drink enough baijiu, we'll cap off on beer..."

The waiter scurried over with 12 bottles of beer. Director Zheng opened a few bottles and downed them in one gulp. I had no choice but to drink some too. Director Zheng pulled Xiaomin along, drinking and singing, and I felt a little indignant. It wasn't good to say anything else, but Sister Han was there, making small talk and chatting with me. We occasionally clinked glasses. After a while, Sister Han said she was very dizzy, and I suggested ending the gathering. But Director Zheng said, "It's a rare weekend, everyone should have a good time. I have a room key from the owner here. Xiao Ai, take your sister-in-law to her room to rest, then come back quickly, room 608..." My wife, Xiao Min, smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'll sing with Director Zheng and wait for you."

Hearing this, I sobered up considerably, but for the sake of making the act real, I still pretended to be drunk and said, "Okay... okay..." I helped Sister Han, and she put her arm around my neck. We swayed and went into the elevator. When we entered the room, Sister Han leaned to the side, locking the door behind her. I put Sister Han on the bed, but she didn't let go of my neck. I pressed myself against her. Wow! Such big breasts! They made my blood boil and my lust run wild. But how could a mere associate professor like me dare to make a move on my boss's wife? I tried to break free from her embrace, but she held me tighter, her breasts stimulating my senses. Thinking of the explicit, lewd words her husband had spoken to my wife, Xiaomin, at lunchtime, my desire for revenge burned fiercely. I quickly weighed the pros and cons: although I wasn't sure if Mrs. Zheng was truly drunk or feigning, taking advantage of her shouldn't be a problem. If she was faking it, then it meant she was interested, so why not go with the flow and see the director's wife's allure and charm? If she was truly drunk, then given the conversation between her husband and my wife, I should act quickly!

With this in mind, I yielded to Sister Han, thrusting my chest against her full breasts. Not to be outdone, Sister Han pressed her lips to my face and showered me with passionate kisses, her tongue swirling wildly in my mouth, her right hand caressing my already swollen crotch… Without further ado, I rolled over onto my back on the bed, and Sister Han casually unbuttoned my shirt and loosened my belt, pulling out my engorged penis and shamelessly taking it in. Sister Han's oral skills were superb, her pressure just right, her swallowing and spitting freely, her sucking and licking just right, her technique adept, occasionally sucking my testicles into her mouth, tickling and tingling, even my beloved wife Xiaomin had never served me like this, the feeling was truly blissful.

I took the opportunity to unbutton her shirt as well, her two breasts swaying and popping out, I kneaded Sister Han's breasts, and she immediately let out moans of "Ah… Ah… Ah… Mmm…", she was several times more wanton than I had imagined Sister Han.

Seeing that the time was ripe, I took off our clothes, and we embraced naked. I reciprocated by taking her nipple into my mouth, while Sister Han moaned and reached out to grasp my penis, gently stroking it. My penis bounced wildly in her hand.

I quickly stripped Sister Han naked, and our two smooth, naked bodies intertwined. Sister Han thrust her chest forward, holding her plump breasts, and said, "It's so itchy... good little brother... suck it again..."

I sucked on her nipple repeatedly, eliciting cries of "Ahhh... Ohhh..." from Sister Han.

I reached down to Sister Han's lower body; her pubic hair was thick, dark, and glossy, and her vulva was already soaking wet. I didn't dare to delay, guiding my penis to her vagina, and with a "plop," it plunged in all the way.

Sister Han swayed her slender waist, moaning wildly, "Ah...ah...so big...ah...so deep...good little brother...fuck me harder...it's so itchy inside...oh...oh...so good...harder...oh...good little brother...stir it inside...stir it a little...like this...like this is so stimulating...it feels so good..."

I couldn't withstand Sister Han's exaggerated cries, and with a sudden tightening of my waist, I ejaculated all the essence I had accumulated over the past few days into her womb. My ejaculation quickly subsided, but Sister Han was still unsatisfied, her legs clamping my buttocks as if afraid I would leave her. Unable to refuse her advances, I thrust my limp penis forcefully into her vagina a few times. Just then, I heard the sound of a doorknob turning, which jolted me awake from my sweet entanglement. My penis, which had been somewhat muscular just moments before, suddenly went limp and slipped silently out of Sister Han's vagina. I rolled off Sister Han and pulled the blanket over my naked body... The person who burst into the room was none other than Director Zheng, who had just been singing in the KDV room, and my beloved wife, Xiaomin.

Director Zheng said with displeasure, "Professor Ai, I asked you to bring your sister-in-law to her room to rest, but I waited and waited and you didn't come down. I was afraid you were drunk, so I came up to check on you. And what did you do? You just let your sister-in-law rest like this? I treated you two to dinner and karaoke... I never expected you to take advantage of me, doing this while my family member was drunk, cutting off my escape route... You... you... you've really gone after me... What do you suggest we do? Call the police?"

I was utterly ashamed and regretted having that evil thought in the first place, and even more so, I regretted not locking the door. But it was Sister Han who took the initiative! Looking at Sister Han, she was so seductive just now, moaning incessantly, but now she was completely drunk, lying motionless on the bed with her face flushed, not even opening her eyes. I had no way to defend myself, no way to explain myself!

But I couldn't possibly take it to the police, if that happened, my life would be over! I was terrified. My legs went weak, and I knelt on the ground with a thud, pleading, "Director Zheng, it's all my fault... I was a little drunk and couldn't control myself... Please forgive me... From now on, I'll do whatever you ask..." I was so embarrassed I wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground!

My wife, Xiaomin, hurriedly helped me up, saying, "Honey, get up quickly. Brother Zheng will forgive you, he won't blame you, right, Brother Zheng?" She then hugged Director Zheng, pleading sweetly.

Director Zheng looked at Xiaomin with ill intent and said, "Hehe, this matter is easy to handle, it all depends on how you two express yourselves."

I sensed a softening in Director Zheng's tone, and thought to myself, even if heaven granted my wish, I'd have to give you half of it now! He confidently declared, "Director Zheng, just tell us, and we'll do it!"

Xiaomin chimed in, "Yeah, Brother Zheng, I guess my husband was drunk too. Our two families came out to get together, but now this mess has happened. What do you think we should do?"

"Sigh!" Director Zheng sighed. "I invited the associate professor to dinner, but the associate professor... but... If this gets out, I'm a leader, how will I save face? Professor Ai, to balance things out and to prevent you from spreading it, I'll have to trouble Xiaomin to comfort my wounded heart... You know what I mean, this way no one loses out..." At this moment, I suddenly remembered

the online chat between Director Zheng and Xiaomin. Director Zheng had been flirting with Xiaomin for a long time, his words were frivolous, he had been eyeing her for a long time, and he was eyeing her covetously. Could all of this be a trap they set for me?

But in order to end this stalemate as soon as possible and ease the awkward atmosphere, I looked at my wife Xiaomin for help, hoping to get her cooperation. My wife remained silent, shyly. I thought to myself: Humph! You're just pretending. Your chat was so ambiguous and explicit, and now you're "half-heartedly pretending to be tight"! In my haste, I nodded repeatedly and agreed: "Okay, okay...we're willing..." As I spoke, I started to unbutton Xiaomin's clothes. Xiaomin didn't stop me and let me take off her clothes.

Director Zheng stared lustfully at Xiaomin's body as he undressed. His slightly overweight appearance, coupled with his hairy genitals, made me involuntarily glance down at my own penis. Its enormous size was significantly thicker than mine, which surprised me, even filling me with envy and a sense of inferiority. He

lowered his head, spreading Xiaomin's legs and examining her like an antique, turning her over and over, scrutinizing her meticulously. His attention to detail fueled my jealousy.

After staring for a while, he thrust his penis towards Xiaomin. She turned to look at me, and I gave her an encouraging nudge. She opened her mouth and took the thick penis in, sucking it vigorously. In a short while, it grew even larger.

Director Zheng lay back on the bed. Xiao Min was a little embarrassed. I lifted her buttocks from behind, and Xiao Min, with the thick, hard penis in her body, sat down on it, then lay on top of Director Zheng, swaying her buttocks as she swallowed and released his penis, making moaning sounds of "Ah...ah...ah..."

Seeing my wife, with whom I spend every day, now spreading her legs and clamping another man's penis, with me even faking it from behind, I felt so filthy, so perverted, yet also incredibly arousing and stimulating. It was the price I paid for indulging in lust and taking advantage of my superior. My heart was filled with a bittersweet mix of emotions.

At this moment, Sister Han stretched and sat up with a groan, looking surprised. "What are you all doing? Who...who...who took off my clothes?" I cursed inwardly, "You little slut, you're not just good at pretending, you're good at feigning ignorance! You were the one who seduced me just now, but you pretended to be asleep when your husband came. Humph, so disloyal!"

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Sister Han shouted, "Zheng Jiancheng! You guys are having a group sex while I'm drunk, that's too much! Xiao Ai, come on, let's not just sit idly by. If they can do it, let's do it too!" Saying that, she came over and pulled me onto her bed.

After the sudden fright and embarrassment, how could I be in the mood to sleep in the same bed with Mrs. Zheng? Sister Han actively twisted her body, bringing her vulva close to my penis, but I just couldn't get into it, and my penis remained limp... Sister Han gently stroked my penis with one hand and caressed my back with the other, giving me a warm feeling of being caressed.

Sister Han guided my left hand to her lower body; her little pussy was already soaking wet and leaking fluid… I passively stroked her vulva, teasing her clitoris. Her juices wet my palm. Sister Han groaned exaggeratedly, opened her mouth and took my penis in. Her warm, moist mouth tightly enveloped my penis, her tongue swirling and licking it, making me feel warm and tender. My penis finally felt something, slowly swelling in Sister Han's mouth… swelling… until it was as hard as ever.

The sounds of Xiaomin's ecstatic moans and Director Zheng's heavy breathing drew my attention. Director Zheng flipped over, hoisting his wife's legs high onto his shoulders, his buttocks slamming against her body with each thrust. His thick penis was pumping in and out of her vagina, drawing out copious amounts of semen. His wife screamed, "Ah! Ah! Ah... Brother Zheng... your thing is so thick... my little pussy is so swollen... you're so strong... ah... you've hit my G-spot... ah... ah... I... I'm going to die..."

“Okay, I’ll fuck you hard, fuck your cunt raw, fuck your uterus to pieces, I’ll kill you…” Director Zheng said, glancing at us and looking at me smugly, “Brother… Minmin’s cunt is so tight, it feels so good on my thing… Oh… Oh… Your sister Han is in your hands now, oh… Hurry up and do it… Serve your sister Han well… Make her happy… Kill her… Oh…” As he spoke, he grabbed his wife’s breasts and kneaded them, “Minmin’s breasts are so soft… I like them so much…” Sister

Han begged me, “Good brother… Come on up… I’m so itchy… I want you…” I was still a little hesitant in front of Director Zheng, somewhat afraid of making a move that might backfire. Sister Han simply sat up, grabbed my hard penis, aimed it at her cunt, and used the glans to push open her labia. A gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, flowing down my glans and onto my pubic hair, the wetness and stickiness adding to my confidence and desire, and also providing enough lubrication for my entry. As soon as the glans entered her vaginal opening, Sister Han's buttocks sank, and my entire penis was swallowed by her honey pot. Sister Han's little cunt was still as warm and soft as before, only now it was more moist and slippery, allowing my penis to swim freely and joyfully within her.

Sister Han grabbed my hand and placed it on her trembling breasts, moaning, "Ah...good little brother...rub it for me..." With the rise and fall of her body, I thrust my hips forward, penetrating her honey pot as deeply as possible, occasionally feeling it hit her cervix, the flesh inside powerfully sucking on my glans.

I gradually moved from initial fear to a state of enjoyment, turning passive into active, flipping Sister Han over and launching a series of fierce attacks. I still have a particular fondness for the missionary position, because it reduces the range of motion, conserves energy, and allows for full-body skin-to-skin contact with Sister Han, rubbing my burning chest against her breasts.

At this moment, his wife wrapped her arms around Director Zheng's neck, straddled his waist, and clamped his penis between her buttocks. With Director Zheng's forceful thrusts, she swallowed his penis up and down. Director Zheng carried his wife slowly towards the bed where Sister Han and I were, finally placing his wife on the bed and thrusting into her alongside me.

Their unique and creative positions stimulated me, like a competitive match, inspiring me to exert even more effort and courage. Sister Han tightly embraced me, swaying her not-so-slender waist. A delicate hand caressed my scrotum. I turned my head and saw my shameless wife, Xiao Min, playfully freeing one hand to grope my penis as we made love. She even used her fingers to feel the force of my thrusts, muttering, "Husband: Go! Go hard on Sister Han, go hard on Brother Zheng's wife... ah... ah... Brother Zheng... you're so bad... you're going in too deep... you're hitting my G-spot again... oh... oh..."

My heart was filled with mixed emotions again. The intense jealousy transformed into powerful motivation. I pulled Sister Han off the bed, aimed at her buttocks, and thrust into her vagina. By this time, my pubic hair was completely soaked with Sister Han's vaginal fluid, and the sticky white semen covered my penis. My scrotum slapped against Sister Han's buttocks with the vigorous movement, making a "slap slap" sound with the rhythm of my thrusts.

Sister Han lifted herself up and lay on her husband's back, rubbing her breasts against his buttocks in rhythm with our movements. She reached her hands to Xiaomin's chest, grabbing her breasts, and moaned, encouraging Director Zheng: "Husband, fuck him! Fuck this little slut hard!"

I leaned to the side, watching Director Zheng's thick penis stretch Xiaomin's vagina wide open through his buttocks. Each thrust pushed and pulled Xiaomin's thin labia together, opening and closing. Suddenly, Director Zheng's penis, which had been thrusting continuously, stopped moving. He cried out excitedly, "Ah! Ah! Ah! I... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum!" He collapsed into my wife's arms. Xiaomin also moaned, "Mmm... mmm... cum... cum inside me... I can't take it anymore... I've come too..."

Watching Director Zheng's penis stop thrusting inside his wife's vagina and instead throb, his wife's vagina contracting rhythmically, white fluid flowing down his penis to her buttocks, dripping onto the floor... What made me proud in front of Director Zheng was that, having already ejaculated once, I was still full of vigor and power. I put Sister Han back on the bed. Director Zheng, still unsatisfied, lay on the bed and offered his penis, covered in semen, to Sister Han. Without hesitation, Sister Han took it in her mouth and sucked hard. Director Zheng's face was contorted, whether from extreme pleasure or great pain... Watching Director Zheng insert his penis, covered in Xiao Min's vaginal fluid, into Sister Han's mouth, teasing my senses again, I was not to be outdone. I called Xiao Min over, and she knelt under my buttocks, kissing my testicles and the penis that was thrusting into Sister Han's vagina. Xiao Min was so excited that she even licked my anus. It was so itchy, and the pleasure made my anus suck and lick very comfortably. The two women's shouts and cries rose and fell, mingling with the sounds of Sister Han's thrusts and my wife's sucking, creating a symphony that seemed to transport me to paradise, where I enjoyed divine treatment.

After several rounds of continuous activity, I was drenched in sweat, but even with Director Zheng's efforts, I couldn't give up halfway. I mustered all my strength for a final, rapid thrust, a hundred or so, and finally, amidst Sister Han's moans, I ejaculated my still-precious semen.

I collapsed weakly onto Sister Han, the sweat on my chest soaking her back. She rolled me to the side, saying, "Baby, you were amazing… but I'm so hot too…" She picked up a towel and wiped my sweat, which touched me deeply.

Catching my breath, Sister Han dragged me to the bathroom, saying I'd exhausted her and she couldn't walk anymore. I glanced at Director Zheng; he was still flirting with Xiao Min and hadn't noticed us. I helped Sister Han into the bathroom, and she squatted down, and a torrent of semen gushed out, leaving traces of my semen on her vulva.

Then she picked up the showerhead and started rinsing her open vulva. She also helped me wash my penis by pulling back my foreskin, giving me a thumbs-up and saying, "You're really amazing, you've made me come so many times... Oh, by the way... I'll tell you something... Today's whole thing was planned by Zheng Jiancheng, of course, with your wife's cooperation too, so don't worry about him. Actually, we've done this kind of thing before. Later, I'll have Zheng Jiancheng contact Mei Yanyue and her husband, and we'll all play together. Don't let Mei Yanyue's youth and quiet demeanor fool you, hmph! She's crazy about this. You'd better watch out, she might make you so upset you'll have to lean against the wall to get home... Hehehehe..."

I thought of Mei Yanyue, 26 or 27 years old, a lecturer in the Mathematics and Physics Department, with fair skin, a slender figure, and a delicate face—a natural beauty. She was usually reserved and aloof, a classic cold beauty. I never imagined she was so open-minded; appearances can be deceiving! After resting a bit, I pestered Sister Han to get Director Zheng to arrange this. I wanted to experience the taste of this little beauty.

We went back to bed and saw Director Zheng was back with my Xiaomin. I shook my head, thinking, "Let me rest and recover my strength first. If I'm still able, I'll have another go at your wife!"

A month later, Director Zheng actually arranged for Mei Yanyue and her husband to have group sex. After everyone got to know each other, sometimes we simply reduced the intermediaries and no longer needed Director Zheng to contact us personally. But we didn't forget the source of our blessings; after making arrangements, we would still notify Director Zheng to participate, since he could handle some invoices and save everyone some money.

Sometimes we took turns playing with each other's women, and sometimes, when the mood struck, several of us would have sex with one woman, all our penetration into her holes at the same time—that was thrilling!

One particularly stimulating scene remains unforgettable. I pinned Mei Yanyue down and inserted two fingers into my wife Xiaomin's vagina, stirring them around. At the time, Sister Han was having sex with Mei Yanyue's husband, Xiao Liu, while I lay on top of Sister Han's buttocks, simultaneously inserting my penis into her vagina. Our two penises rubbed against each other, wriggling inside her, causing her to scream incessantly. Soon after, Xiao Liu and I ejaculated into Sister Han's cunt.

Afterwards, we met every two months to maintain freshness and prevent the couple from experiencing aesthetic fatigue.

[The End]

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