This is a story my friend told me.

I'm a 23-year-old man from Inner Mongolia hoping to connect with a woman or girl I'm destined to be with. If you're interested, add me on QQ: 183896378.
No men or women, please don't add me. Thank you. Actually, I'm just stating the truth about people. This story

about a promiscuous woman and her husband
isn't about me, but my friend told it very passionately, so I'm sharing it. I hope everyone can help me share this.

I've dated many girls, but the most attractive type to me is the promiscuous one. Heaven chose a woman with a very strong sex drive to be my wife. Actually, she hadn't dated any other men before we married, but during our wedding night conversation, I saw the promiscuous desires hidden deep within her. We were embracing in bed, before we even made love, and she lay panting in my arms. We whispered to each other for a while, and I asked her, "Now that you're my wife, tell me honestly, what are your wishes?" I thought she would answer things like, "I want my husband to love me forever," or "I hope to have a child." But after thinking for a moment, she smiled mysteriously and asked somewhat shyly, "Won't you be angry if I tell you, honey?" "Of course not," I gently stroked her hair. My wife blushed and said, "I want a lot of men." This really surprised me. "Why?" I asked. "No reason, I just want to. Of course, I don't want to make friends, just men." "What do you want them to do?" I suddenly felt very excited and continued to press. "I want...I want..." My wife smiled shyly, then whispered in my ear, "I want them to gang rape me, honey, will you save me?" I slapped my wife's butt: "Of course I won't save you!" Okay! My wife pretended to be angry, crawled out of the covers, and took off her only panties. "I'm going out now to be raped." Although my wife was smiling, her eyes were a little serious. I felt that this was not a joke. Was my newlywed wife's vagina really going to be penetrated by others? Before I could answer, my wife was already standing at the door: "I'm going to the construction site downstairs, see you later!" The construction site downstairs! Those were all migrant workers' tents; only those ugly, filthy migrant workers lived there. My wife… my newlywed virgin wife was gone.
I quickly dressed, taking my wife's clothes with me, and went downstairs. It was pitch black all around. Could my naked wife really have gone to the construction site? She was probably just joking, right? With a heavy heart, I gazed at the construction site tents in the distance. Suddenly, a light came on inside one of the tents, followed by a commotion. I couldn't believe it. I quietly walked to a corner next to the construction site. Was my wife really there? While I was still wondering, I heard her voice: "Who's the leader here?" A hoarse voice replied, "I am. Little wench, you came here naked, are you trying to have a son?" Then came a burst of laughter. My wife joined in the laughter, saying, "Brothers, seeing how hard you all work day and night, I'm bringing you some milk to drink today, to help you recover." "Good!" the filthy men began to clap their hands. "Then you all line up," my wife said, seemingly taking command.
I couldn't contain myself any longer and gritted my teeth as I walked into the workers' shed. "Wife, let's go home. It's too late." My wife looked at me awkwardly. "You've come to rescue me now? You want me to leave, but will they agree?" She then said to the group of migrant workers, "Those who want me to stay, hold me down." Before she finished speaking, the migrant workers swarmed forward and tackled my wife to the ground. My wife giggled incessantly. "Honey, I'm the commander-in-chief now! It's not up to you. Everyone line up, it's time
to nurse!" "Wife, you..." Seeing the unfriendly looks from the people around me, I didn't dare to continue. My wife was already lying on a table, and the migrant workers had formed a long line, about 20 people. My wife said that two people could come at a time because she had two milk-producing organs. The foreman was, of course, the first. The second was a grizzled man with a face covered in dirt. The foreman squatted to my wife's left, his dirty hands pinching my wife's left breast, his black tongue enveloping my wife's fleshy nipple. The man with the fangs seemed particularly fond of the areolas. He held my wife's nipple with his left hand and pressed his right hand against her breast, his large, yellow, rough teeth grinding and gnawing at the red areola. My wife was truly aroused; she threw her head back and moaned loudly, "Ah... my nipples feel so good... eat my nipples... husband, do you like others eating your wife's nipples?" "Yes." I couldn't resist the pleasure of my wife being violated, and I was even more eager to see what would happen next. My wife trembled at my answer and shouted excitedly, "Everyone, come at me! Listen carefully, don't miss a single piece of flesh on my breasts! You must eat every part of my breasts, areolas, and nipples, let your stinking saliva flow into the milk ducts on my nipples!" At his command, the migrant workers surged forward like a tidal wave...
Hearing my wife's call, the migrant workers rushed forward, a dark mass of them. All I could see were my beloved wife's legs kicking wildly with excitement. I never imagined my woman could be so wanton. I called out, "Wife, how's it down there?" My wife replied loudly, "Fantastic! Honey, my nipples are being bitten raw!" At this moment, several migrant workers who hadn't yet had milk couldn't contain themselves any longer. They spread my wife's legs and began frantically licking her genitals. My wife screamed, cursing, "You filthy son! You're already playing with your mother's genitals!" Then some of the migrant workers moved from my wife's breasts to her lower body. Two migrant workers tore at my wife's labia with their teeth, one licked my wife's vagina, another sucked on her clitoris, and the others didn't miss any area around her vagina. I was beyond excited. My virgin wife had now become a tool for the migrant workers to release their lust. My wife was still pouting as she reported the situation to me: "Honey, these filthy ghosts are licking my hymen! If you don't save me, my hymen will be licked off!" I said gleefully, "Good, it'll let those filthy ghosts' tongues stick into your uterus and clean it up too." "Okay!" my wife cried out, "Quickly break my hymen! Sons, push hard, shove your tongues in!" The two migrant workers worked even harder, pulling my wife's labia apart, making her vagina a big round hole. The migrant worker in the middle grinned evilly, stuck out his long tongue, and shoved it in! "Ah!" My wife's painful scream came from the crowd, and a small pool of blood appeared on the ground. I congratulated my wife, "Honey, you've been deflowered?" My wife said, "You like watching your wife get deflowered so much? The flesh inside your wife's vagina has been licked by filthy ghosts." "So what?" I replied. Before I could finish speaking, the migrant worker who had been licking my wife's clitoris pulled out his penis, positioned it against her urethra, and slowly inserted it. My wife whistled with delight, "Honey, a penis is in your wife's urethra!" "Great!" I exclaimed, even more excited. "Tell me how it feels!" "My... ah, his glans has reached my urethral sphincter... oh... it's already through the ureter... ah..." "It hit my bladder!" I couldn't believe it. A penis had been inserted into my wife's tiny urethra, and the migrant worker had not only inserted it but was also thrusting. Then, blood began to flow from my wife's urethra. Everyone stopped talking and prepared to go at it. The foreman first inserted his penis into my wife's vagina, but no one else could watch. So, five penises touched the inner walls of my wife's vagina in succession. "What a wide vagina!" I exclaimed. "What's so special about that?" "My wife proudly said, 'My urethra can hold two!' 'I don't believe you,' I deliberately provoked her. She got really angry, grabbed a migrant worker's penis and tried to shove it into her urethra, but because there was already one inside, the second one wouldn't go in. She kept pulling and pushing, and then there was a 'rip' sound—my wife's urethra tore open, both penises were gone, and a stream of bloody urine gushed out. I felt a little sorry for her and asked, 'Does it hurt a lot?' My wife shook her head frantically, 'It feels so good! It's pierced my bladder!'"
Now, five penises were rubbing against my wife's vagina simultaneously, two in her mouth, two in her hands, two in her urethra, and two in her anus. The remaining migrant workers could only rub their bodies against her skin. One short migrant worker rubbed his penis against my wife's foot, but after a while, he seemed unsatisfied and stuffed her little toes into his penis. Some of the migrant workers started ejaculating, their semen splattering onto my wife's stomach and breasts. My wife's throat began to gurgle; I guessed she was drinking the filthy men's white liquid. The thought of the migrant workers' semen flowing from my wife's mouth into her stomach made me inexplicably happy. But what made me even happier was that my wife's lower body started to climax! With a roar from the foreman, my beloved wife's legs shot up into the air, her buttocks sticking out even higher, and all five penises thrust into my wife's cervix, generously pouring semen into her ovaries. My wife cried out joyfully, "Shoot! Shoot! I've been raped, my sons have shot into my uterus! My ovaries are soaked with sperm! Good sons! Fill me up with more!" And the fire from her anus was no less intense. And look at my wife's bleeding urethra, gushing out a white fountain!

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