cuckold salon photos

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One day, I told my wife that her birthday was coming soon. Her birthday is July 28th, which is in the middle of a hot summer. I said I wanted to give her a birthday present, but I didn't know what to give her. My wife thought for a while and felt that she had a good figure and a good temperament, but she had never recorded it. After having children, she might lose all her shape, so she wanted to keep a good record now. So she told me that she wanted to take a set of salon photos. I thought it was a good idea, so we went to a studio that specializes in salon photos. When
my wife and I arrived at the photo studio, there happened to be a professional photographer who was available to take photos for her, so we asked him. The male photographer was in his 30s, had long hair, and looked quite professional. The three of us, including the photographer, went to the basement photography studio and started taking photos. There were only my wife, the photographer, and me on site, so the shooting was very relaxed. After shooting for a while, the photographer said that my wife's conditions were good, and since it was summer, we should take some cooler photos to truly capture her perfect figure. A-Jing discussed it with me, and I said okay, since I was there, it wouldn't matter. So she took off her top, leaving only her underwear on her upper body. Taking off her clothes in front of strangers gave A-Jing a slightly tingling sensation all
over her body. After shooting for a while, the photographer gestured for A-Jing to take off her skirt. She glanced at me, and I nodded. So A-Jing took off her skirt, leaving her only in her underwear. It was the first time my wife had dressed so scantily and exposed herself between two men, and she was a little embarrassed, but also felt a bit excited and tingly inside, a feeling she had never experienced since getting married.
The flash went off a few times, and the photographer said that a beautiful woman should perfectly present her figure, so he asked A-Jing to take off her underwear. She asked me, and I said that since it was a birthday gift for her, it was up to her to decide. Because I had never properly seen my wife naked since we got married, I was also very curious to see her, and the presence of strangers made me feel quite excited. And since we wanted to capture the perfect moment, why not go all the way? There might not be another chance. Besides, there was no one else around except the photographer. So, Ah Jing slowly took off her bra, revealing her 36C breasts. The photographer froze for a moment, then kept pressing the shutter button. I looked quite surprised too. At that moment, Ah Jing was experiencing a huge change. Waves of tingling sensations were washing over her; her heart was racing, her body was heating up, giving her an unprecedented pleasure. Perhaps this was her true nature.
The photographer, admiring her, gestured for my wife to take off her last piece of clothing, her underwear. Good heavens! She was completely naked! Being naked in front of two men was something Ah Jing had never done before. She was probably already a little excited, and had a desire to be seen by men, so she took off her underwear, her whole body exposed before us. The thick pubic hair made my expression even more surprised, but the more surprised I was, the more excited my wife became. This was the real Ah Jing.
At this moment, A-Jing already felt her vagina was a little wet. Her brain, greatly stimulated, was somewhat irrational; desire had made her bolder, and her behavior was becoming a little out of control. After posing in many positions, the photographer asked A-Jing if she was a virgin. She shook her head. He said that after having children, her vulva would become darker and larger, which was terrifying. Therefore, she should take advantage of her youth to leave a perfect record of her vulva! While praising her, the photographer asked A-Jing if she would like to have even bolder, more stunning shots. After thinking for a while, she finally blushed and took off her last piece of clothing, her underwear! Wow! A very erotic scene appeared before me. My wife stood naked in front of the photographer and me, her protruding breasts slightly sagging, but still with her small red nipples pointing upwards, her thick pubic hair forming an inverted triangle, and her long, beautiful legs. No wonder so many men like to look at her; her features are indeed exceptionally good. At this moment, I could see the blush on my wife's face.
At this moment, my wife, A-Jing, felt her vagina was even wetter than before, her whole body burning hot. A strange pleasure and stimulation continued to assault her. Although no one had actually touched her body, her inner desire made it impossible for A-Jing to refuse. She didn't want this unprecedented pleasure to end so quickly; lust was gradually overwhelming her reason.
A-Jing nodded, and the young photographer finally snapped out of his reverie and quickly carried the spring bed out of the basement storage room. I asked her anxiously, "Is it okay now?" A-Jing said that one more shot would be enough, and asked me to wait a little longer. My eyes were fixed on her naked body, and I complimented her on her great figure, saying that I had to have sex with her as soon as we got home. Unexpectedly, I couldn't resist either. My wife confidently told me, "You'll see something even better later." By this time,
the spring bed was in place, covered with pink, white, and red floral sheets. A-Jing told me to step back a little so as not to block the photographer's shots, and I stepped back several paces. The photographer told A-Jing to lie on the bed and spread her legs. She slowly complied. I never expected her to make such a bold move. It turns out A-Jing is so wanton. Even I felt aroused watching her. I thought to myself, she's usually so ladylike.
My wife closed her eyes and slowly opened her legs, using her left hand to caress her labia and her right hand to caress her breasts. She was now an animal in heat, her lust and carnal desire making her unable to control her behavior. She no longer looked at my expression or cared about my feelings; she wanted to enjoy this tingling pleasure. She automatically parted her labia majora, allowing the photographer to clearly capture her private parts.
After a while, A-Jing parted her labia minora and raised her legs high. It was a very shameful position, but she couldn't control herself. At this moment, she only wanted to show her true self, so she asked the photographer to provide various extremely sexy and provocative lingerie, which she put on one by one. Under the camera, she posed even more boldly, striking various provocative and wanton poses, just to capture her most sensual side.
Ah Jing was caressing her breasts, her vulva wide open for photos. Her expression was incredibly lewd; her vagina was soaking wet, seemingly extremely itchy inside, and her labia majora and minora were swollen and engorged with blood from excitement. It seemed she really wanted something to fill her vagina.
The clever photographer noticed my wife was overly excited and probably wanted more, so he asked if she wanted other men to "assist with the shoot." She closed her eyes in a daze and nodded without thinking. He then pressed the intercom, calling someone upstairs to come down, and told me that from now on, she belonged only to me, and she might never be able to be intimate with another man again in her life. So, he wanted to take advantage of this day to caress and record it with another man, so she wouldn't have any regrets later. The photographer assured Ah Jing that it would only be posing and would stop there; there would be no inappropriate physical contact. I thought that since I was there and wanted to make her happy with her birthday gift, I suppressed my displeasure and agreed to the photographer's suggestion. Ah Jing and I were just too naive and honest. She was extremely aroused and in a very dangerous situation; she was bound to be raped. But I only thought that she had always been reserved and upright, and would have some restraint and wouldn't disappoint me. But I was wrong. Ah Jing had completely lost control and was completely at their mercy. Two fat men, around 40 years old, appeared. They walked to the edge of the bed and took off their clothes. Their penises were very long and thick, much longer and thicker than mine, with prominent glans. They told my wife to suck on each of their penises, but she was afraid. So they grabbed her head and forced their penises into her mouth. This feeling was amazing to her! At first, she could only manage to suck on half of it with great difficulty. They told her to move her mouth, and she could only do as they said, unable to resist, and could only silently move her mouth on their penises. In the end, she was able to take the largest one all the way into her mouth, which surprised me greatly. At this point, I couldn't bear it any longer and went to sit down in the chair behind her; I really couldn't stand it anymore.
A-Jing gradually got used to the act of oral sex. They told her to lick their glans, and the photographer captured this moment, constantly pressing the shutter. After a few minutes, their penises were hard, and they withdrew them, preparing to assault my wife. They gently kissed her lips and put their tongues into her mouth, but my wife's tongue involuntarily intertwined with theirs. The photographer continued to film.
After a while, they rubbed A-Jing's breasts with their hands, making her feel as if her cells were exploding; her body had completely melted. They began to suck on my wife's breasts, the intense sensations rushing to her mind. When they gently bit her nipples, my wife A-Jing completely surrendered. She couldn't stop anything except what I could actually do. Because her vagina was itchy, and she wanted it more and more.
The male protagonists finally reached her vulva, licking it and her erect breasts. Her pink nipples were hard, and her vagina was overflowing with fluid, soaking wet. The photographer kept pressing the shutter. Ah Jing probably knew what was going to happen next, but she seemed powerless to stop it. Ah Jing
was actually waiting for me to stop her, but I was sitting at the back of the basement, and my view was blocked by the photographer and the male protagonists, so I had no idea what was happening. I just kept my head down and waited for the shoot to end.
Next, the male protagonists spread Ah Jing's legs apart. They stroked her vulva with their hands and inserted their fingers into her vagina, pumping them in and out. Once they were sure she was wet, they were going to have sex with her. They praised the shape and color of my wife's vulva, and one of them rubbed the head of his penis against her vulva. The photographer told the male leads, "Although this woman is no longer a virgin, she is still a young married woman, so please don't insert it. Just make the movements outside the opening so I can take pictures."
The male leads were quite well-behaved at first, but after a while, they pushed their glans into her vagina, but their penises remained outside. Ah Jing's vagina felt like it was tearing, but it aroused her greatly. She kept her eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure of her vagina being expanded by a hard object, but she was waiting for me to stop her.
The photographer said, "Okay, that's enough." But the male lead didn't want to stop and continued to thrust. Ah Jing's vagina was being expanded by one of the male leads' penises, making her feel a little pain, but also a little pleasure. Her uterus felt like it was about to be ruptured. She thought that her first time with a man other than her husband was happening under such circumstances, but as her husband who was protecting her, I still didn't appear. She couldn't help but make some sounds; she couldn't distinguish between pain and pleasure anymore. Because her vagina was already soaked, the male protagonist's penis slid smoothly into her vagina. Her vagina was already filled with his penis, and this extremely intense pleasure was something Ah Jing had been looking forward to for a long time. She thought to herself that she was truly a lustful woman.
His thrusting technique was excellent, as if he had been trained. At first, he would pull out an inch or two and then insert it again, but later he would pull out more and more, and finally, with each pull out, he would pull his penis all the way to the entrance of her vagina, and then plunge it in, crashing all the way into the depths of her vagina. Ah Jing kept moaning "Oh! Oh!" Her vaginal fluids gushed out from an unseen place like a hot spring, soaking both of their genitals and the carpet under her buttocks. The male protagonist worked even harder, increasing the speed of his thrusts. His thick penis moved in and out of her vagina rapidly, stirring up the vaginal fluids with "splashing" sounds. At this moment, the male protagonist had reached his final sprint. With a violent thrust, he tightened his grip on Ah Jing's delicate body, letting out a groan. Then, his head slumped limply, pressing against her face, kissing my wife's lips. His tongue naturally slipped into her mouth, entwining with hers. Simultaneously, his hips trembled and convulsed, pouring a large amount of semen into my wife's vagina. The muscular man's penis gradually softened and finally withdrew from Ah Jing's vagina.
The photographer didn't miss a single shot. Ah Jing remained lying on her back, a happy and satisfied smile on her beautiful, doll-like face. A small waterfall of semen overflowed from her vagina, flowing down her anus and onto the carpet. This erotic scene made the photographer's blood boil. Another male protagonist had already taken over, inserting his thick, hard penis and continuing to thrust. Ah Jing's vagina, lubricated by the previous male protagonist's semen, was already very wet, and the other male protagonist thrust in and out of her body without any difficulty. This left Ah Jing feeling both incredibly fulfilled and utterly empty, a unique and strange sensation. She could only cling tightly to him, moaning softly as he kissed her deeply. Soon after, another male protagonist ejaculated inside her. Ah Jing covered her vulva, letting the semen overflow and flow down her thighs to the floor, a blissful expression on her face.
I heard my wife's cries and saw the male protagonist's hips twitching in the distance. Realizing something was wrong, I rushed over. But it was too late. I could only watch helplessly as my wife, Ah Jing, was violated by a short, fat man in his forties, her vagina overflowing with semen. Enraged, I screamed, startling the photographer who quickly apologized and took the male protagonist away. Now, only my wife, Ah Jing, and I, furious, remained in the basement. I shook her repeatedly, and she gradually regained her senses, finally realizing the gravity of the situation. I told her to put her clothes on and took her away. We met the photographer on the first floor. I had to suppress my sadness and tell him to come and pick up the negatives when they were developed, and not to let anyone else handle them.
Later, we got into the car. I didn't say a word in the car and drove my wife home very quickly. As soon as she got out of the car, I drove away in a huff and drank to drown my sorrows.
When we got home, A-Jing was crying. She regretted giving her a birthday present. A-Jing kept calling me, hoping I could forgive her, but I was too angry to answer the phone. "It's over. He's really angry. Will I lose him because of this?" A-Jing kept asking herself.
Later, a series of unexpected things happened to A-Jing. These things almost completely destroyed her happy and stable life and destined her to a promiscuous life.
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Since what happened at the photo studio, I have ignored my wife A-Jing. She called me, but I didn't answer. She was very sad and afraid of losing me.
Three days later, I finally contacted my wife to ask to meet. She quickly agreed, because I was finally willing to talk to her again. The next day, we met, but my expression was still somber; clearly, I wasn't willing to forgive her. I gave all the photos to A-Jing and said that the photographer had sincerely apologized and made a written guarantee that the photos would never be leaked, and that he would take legal responsibility if they were. I told my wife not to worry. She asked me, "Can we make up?" I didn't answer, only saying that we shouldn't sleep together for a while, that we should separate for a period of time, and that I would come back to her when I forgot about it.
As I left, my wife hugged me and tried to kiss me, proving that she still loved me deeply, but I turned away and left. A-Jing was a little disappointed, but not hopeless, believing that I would forgive her someday. A-Jing told me that she would burn the photos and negatives when she got home to avoid future trouble, and that she could only wait for me to come back.
Half a month later, A-Jing was at work when she suddenly received a call from me. She was overjoyed; we could finally be together. My tone was hurried, which made my wife suspicious. I told her I was being held hostage, and after some questioning, she revealed that the incident happened the day I gave her the photos. On my way home, I was still very agitated and drove faster and faster, accidentally hitting a mother and child on bicycles. They both had fractures and seemed seriously injured. The police said that if we settled privately, we wouldn't have to go to court, but their family demanded 200,000 yuan in compensation, otherwise they would take me to court. I thought going to court was too much trouble, and the judge might even rule against me, so I agreed to pay 200,000 yuan. Their family gave me two days to produce it, or they would see me in court. I didn't have that much money immediately, so I turned to underground money lenders for help, and then borrowed from friends and relatives to pay it back. However, raising the money wasn't easy, and it took more than ten days to repay 100,000 yuan. But the underground money lenders said I still owed 100,000 yuan, plus 50,000 yuan in interest. I had borrowed all I could and couldn't repay it anymore, so I was kidnapped. They forced me to contact my wife under duress.
I never imagined I'd end up like this because of A-Jing's situation; she felt she should take responsibility. At that moment, a strange voice on the other end of the phone told my wife to gather 150,000 yuan that day and wait for further notice. They said they'd release her once the money was received and wouldn't cause us any trouble, then the call ended.
A-Jing urgently borrowed money from colleagues and friends, finally managing to gather 100,000 yuan before 3:30 PM. Now she just had to wait for a call. She waited until after 11 PM when the phone rang. They instructed A-Jing to wait at a certain pawnshop, only one person allowed, and that they'd release her as soon as the money was available, not wanting any further complications. A-Jing thought they were being straightforward, so she went to the pawnshop as instructed.
They rang the doorbell, opened the door, and told Ah Jing to come upstairs. Upstairs, she saw several men and me, bound hand and foot. Ah Jing felt sorry for me, seeing how badly I had been beaten. She gave them the money and prepared to take me away, but one of the men stopped her, saying he still owed 20,000. "How could it be 150,000? It shouldn't be less," Ah Jing said. He pointed to the clock and said, "It's past midnight now, another day has passed, and the interest for that day is 20,000." Ah Jing said, "Okay, let us go first, and we'll give you the 20,000 at nine in the morning." They laughed and said, "We finally managed to catch you, and you want to leave before paying back the money? We might have to catch you again another day, too much trouble. Let's settle this now, or you're not leaving!" Oh
no! My wife, A-Jing, had no money left, and her account was empty. She couldn't pay back the money now. She said, "It's only 20,000, I'll definitely pay it back by nine o'clock, I won't renege." They said, "We've heard that too much! Everyone says the same thing." A-Jing said, "What else do you want?" They said, "It's simple, give us 20,000 in cash, or leave your husband's hand, or..." They looked A-Jing up and down, then gave her an evil smile, saying, "We'll use you to pay off the 20,000." What should she do? I told my wife to leave quickly and not worry about me. But she had caused me so much trouble, how could she bear to abandon me? While my wife was still hesitating, one of them had already approached me with a samurai sword, ready to strike.
At that moment, I heard A-Jing shout, "Wait!" Then, helplessly, she said, "Fine! I'll use myself to pay off the 20,000!" After saying that, my wife felt a little regretful, but she thought that the one who tied the knot must untie it; the problem started because of her, and she should be strong and resolve it.
The four men directed A-Jing to go to the bedside. She told me that she loved me, then lowered her head and went to them.
Ah Jing looked extremely distressed, her whole body going limp. She angrily accused these thugs of breaking their promise, and the gang leader said, "I didn't want to make things difficult for you, but seeing you changed my mind. Blame it on your beauty, your elegance, and your mature charm."
Ah Jing wept, realizing how cruel fate was; she was about to be gang-raped again in front of me. They demanded that Ah Jing wear provocative clothing to a hotel that night, and only after satisfying them would they let me go. Ah Jing had no choice! I was in this mess because of her, and she could only do her best to save me.
Ah Jing put on a black, tight-fitting, super-short jumpsuit she had never worn before, a black open-front bra, black suspenders paired with black sheer stockings, and black strappy high heels. She could hardly believe her eyes at how sexy she was dressed, but she knew very well that without satisfying them, she couldn't save her husband.
Walking down the street, even passersby stared at A-Jing with lustful eyes, some even whistling. She felt a mixture of pride and a pang of pain, and quickened her pace.
Upon arriving at the designated luxury hotel, a group of eager men and a gang leader were already waiting. As soon as A-Jing entered, she saw a large double bed. The entire room was decorated with floor-to-ceiling mirrors, allowing her to see every corner of the room from any angle. The first thing she saw in the mirror was her reflection: bound and gagged, thrown into a corner, tears streaming from her eyes. She felt incredibly nervous, especially performing for other men under her husband's nose. A-Jing walked to the bed and silently removed her black, tight-fitting mini-dress, revealing a black open-front bra, wearing only black lace garter belts and black sheer stockings. The men's eyes widened. "Take it all off!" the gang leader yelled at her. I saw my wife blushing as she slowly reached behind her back to unhook her bra. As soon as it fell off, her two proud, erect breasts immediately sprang out. "Wow, they're fucking big!" the men exclaimed in unison. Hearing this, my wife's face flushed even more, her whole body trembled slightly, and she quickly glanced at me in the mirror. My wife, topless and still wearing her black strappy high heels, sat on the edge of the hotel's double bed. Because I was tied up in the corner, facing away from the bed, I could only see the scene in the large full-length mirror opposite the bed. I saw two men immediately kneeling beside Ah Jing, sharing one of her proud, full breasts. The men used their thick tongues to tease her pink nipples, and their hands caressed her slightly plump abdomen and cleavage, the contrast between her fair skin and the men's dark, rough hands was striking.
The gang leader knelt between Ah Jing's legs, hoisting her long, slender legs onto his shoulders. He rubbed his face against her vulva, which was bright red and constantly leaked white, lustful fluid, which dripped onto the gang leader's nose, lips, and forehead. The gang leader's hands slowly caressed Ah Jing's beautiful legs, clad in black sheer stockings, feeling the smoothness of the stockings and the fleshy texture of her legs. Ah Jing's lower body involuntarily twisted in response to the gang leader, emitting seductive moans.
"Ugh, ugh..." Ah Jing's mouth was tightly sealed by a fourth man, allowing her to only make indistinct sounds. One of them patted the gang leader's back and said, "Boss, it's time for us to have a couple of sips." The other man said nothing, snatched one of Ah Jing's legs from the gang leader's shoulders, and began licking it. Seeing that his companion was already on top, and the gang leader was too busy sucking on Ah Jing's labia to answer him, the man who had been speaking grabbed Ah Jing's other leg and began licking it as well. The two of them started licking from the lace trim of her stockings, which barely reached her thighs, all the way down to Ah Jing's ankles. Then, simultaneously, they removed her black high heels, kissing the soles of her feet with their tongues, their saliva glistening on the black stockings.
With Ah Jing's legs spread apart, the gang leader, now free, slowly inserted his right index finger into her already soaking wet vagina, moving it in and out. His left middle finger traced down to her anus, while his lips held her erect clitoris tightly, circling the tip with his tongue. In this way, all of Ah Jing's erogenous zones were simultaneously occupied, and the six strong men surrounding her made it feel very crowded.
A-Jing was nearly driven mad by the stimulation. She shook her head violently, her mouth breaking free from the man's grasp, gasping for breath. Saliva dripped from her red lips as she moaned, almost screaming, "Ah, no, you...stop...it's so itchy, I'm going to die, hurry...ah..."
But A-Jing's body continued to writhe, as if trying to escape these beasts. The more she moved, the more intense the men's tongues, teeth, lips, and fingers became. Under this unprecedentedly intense stimulation, A-Jing quickly reached orgasm. She cried out, her beautiful legs clamping together repeatedly, waves of vaginal fluid gushing from her secret place. The gang leader opened his mouth wide and swallowed it all like yogurt, making gurgling sounds. After a while, the others, perhaps tired, stopped their work and laid A-Jing flat on the bed. A-Jing's chest heaved violently, her limbs spread wide in the center of the bed, her eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure of her orgasm.
Perhaps Ah Jing's vaginal fluid was a bit viscous, because the gang leader got out of bed and drank some water. Ah Jing saw that his face was wet, and his large, erect penis was bulging through his underwear. For some reason, she felt a desire to be gang-raped by these men, and questions even popped into her mind, such as why the gang leader always liked to give her oral sex.
At that moment, the scene in the mirror changed again. All the men were wearing only underwear. One man was leaning against the headboard, and Ah Jing was kneeling under his abdomen. Her garter belt had been taken off and thrown on the floor. She was wearing only stockings and was gently licking the bulge in the man's underwear with her small, red tongue. It was already visibly wet, and her hands involuntarily pulled the man's underwear down. Another man was lying under Ah Jing, tilting his head back and savoring her plump vulva, his hands kneading her shapely buttocks. The other four men stood by, watching and praising Ah Jing's skillful tongue, emitting bursts of lewd laughter.
"Oh...oh..." The man sitting on the edge of the bed groaned. Ah Jing took his glans into her mouth, skillfully licking his engorged penis with her tongue. The penis was a full 18 centimeters long. Ah Jing's cheeks bulged as she tried to swallow it all. Her tongue occasionally scraped the coronal sulcus, and her saliva mixed with the clear fluid seeping from the glans, emitting a lewd glow. Ah Jing held the base of the penis with one hand, and gently rubbed the scrotum and testicles with the other. The man beneath her pressed her vulva tightly against his mouth, his tongue frantically moving in and out of her vagina. Ah Jing's buttocks twisted wildly, her legs constantly clamping the man's head, and her vagina began to flow with lustful fluid again. Her mouth would occasionally spit out the penis, emitting groans and moans of "oh...oh..." At the same time, she began to swallow and spit out the man's testicles, one in and one out, until finally she simply took both into her mouth, just like the female protagonist performing a live sex act in an adult film.
The men watching were clearly getting restless. They rubbed their hands together and moved closer. One of the burly men rushed forward, lifted Ah Jing up by the waist, and laid her flat on the edge of the bed, letting her head hang off the edge. He then pulled down his underwear, forced his thick, long, and shiny black penis through Ah Jing's red lips and teeth, and began to thrust wildly. Perhaps it was too deep, because Ah Jing's legs were raised high and she was moving wildly, her hands also trying to push the burly man away. The burly man then adjusted the depth, and Ah Jing calmed down, her red lips swallowing and releasing the dark penis. Two men went up and grabbed her legs, licking them through her stockings. Two other men went up and took Ah Jing's hands and made her hold their penises. She seemed to understand and used her small hands to stroke the two large penises. Finally, the gang leader pounced on Ah Jing and vigorously kneaded her alabaster breasts.
A-Jing's desire was aroused; fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, breasts, and lower abdomen. She stretched her long, slightly plump legs straight out, feeling that one penis in her mouth wasn't enough. She pulled the two penises in her hands towards her mouth with all her might. The owner of those two penises seemed unwilling to share A-Jing's mouth with three large cocks, so he removed her hands, holding his own penis, circling the glans on her ears, nostrils, and cheeks, smearing the secretions on his glans onto her face.
The burly man who was raping A-Jing's mouth clearly couldn't stand her nimble tongue. After a while of vigorous thrusting, he tightly embraced A-Jing's head, rolled his eyes, and ejaculated all his semen into her mouth. Perhaps it was too much; A-Jing pushed him away, raised her body, and coughed, a smear of pale yellow semen on her lips.
After A-Jing stopped coughing, the two men who had been licking her legs removed her stockings, lifted her legs, and turned her upside down on the bed. This way, A-Jing's mouth could just reach one of their large penises, and of course, she didn't miss it. Before the semen on her lips had even been wiped away, she took another bite. The men holding her up spread A-Jing's legs apart; one licked her labia, while the other licked her anus. After licking for a few minutes, Ah Jing's vulva began to secrete copious amounts of vaginal fluid, and her anus was completely wet. She spat out the penis from her mouth, moaning, "Hurry...put it in me...don't lick anymore...come on...oh...I can't take it anymore...I want the Great Southern Kingdom...the Great Southern Kingdom..." The men obediently put her down. The gang leader crawled under her, shoving his already engorged penis into Ah Jing's vagina and thrusting it all the way in. Ah Jing cried out, raising her upper body. Before the scream subsided, another man aimed at her untouched anus from behind and thrust in all the way in as well. This time, Ah Jing's scream seemed to reach 100 decibels. Another man, seemingly not wanting Ah Jing's screams to be heard by everyone in the building, grabbed her head and stuffed his penis into her mouth. The three men showed no mercy, instead thrusting forcefully as if competing to see who could penetrate the most. It was the first time Ah Jing had been raped by three men simultaneously; her hands gripped the sheets tightly, and she made soft moaning sounds. The remaining two men, seeing Ah Jing's breasts swaying in the air with the rhythm of the thrusts, became itchy and each took one of her breasts into their mouths, sucking them wildly. The burly man who had ejaculated in Ah Jing's mouth earlier laughed loudly beside them.
The five men's coordination grew increasingly perfect, their strength and frequency synchronized, even their cries were identical: "Wow…so good…this cunt…it's fucking tight…oh…I'll fuck you to death, you little slut…" Ah Jing slowly moved from the abyss of pain into a blissful paradise. She seemed to have adapted to having all her holes penetrated simultaneously, and her breasts being sucked, her face filled with an expression of ecstasy. Only when her breasts were sucked too hard would she slightly furrow her brow. As the penises thrust in and out of A-Jing's three holes, her vaginal fluids and saliva flowed out. Her breasts were swollen and red from being sucked, and her whole body was drenched in sweat and trembling.
After being fucked like this for more than ten minutes, the first man to ejaculate was the one who had penetrated A-Jing's anus. He groaned deeply, his penis throbbing inside her anus. Next came the man who had penetrated A-Jing's mouth. He also closed his eyes and groaned as he ejaculated his thick semen into A-Jing's throat. After the two men withdrew their limp penises from A-Jing's body, the two men who had been playing with her breasts filled their positions with their own erections. Not long after, the gang leader, under the intense contractions of A-Jing's vagina, also ejaculated his hot semen into her vagina. The burly man who had been resting earlier stepped forward, pushed the gang leader aside, and forcefully thrust his enormous penis into A-Jing's vagina.
Because the semen of the three thugs had thoroughly lubricated A-Jing's several orifices, the three replacements smoothly began their piston-like movements. A-Jing's vagina and anus simultaneously accommodated two penises that made her feel ashamed. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was drenched in sweat. She wanted to moan loudly, but her mouth was filled with a dark penis.
All A-Jing could do was secrete all the saliva, vaginal fluid, and vaginal fluid from her body, and contract all the occupied orifices, tightly gripping the men's glans. But after they forcefully ejaculated deep into her body, the next wave of frenzied thrusting awaited her. Under the relentless, rotating rape of these six strong men, A-Jing was no longer able to experience any pleasure. She could only half-open her dazed eyes, letting their penises repeatedly thrust in and out of her mouth, vagina, and anus, leaving behind thick and thin semen. At this point, A-Jing was nothing but a female beast with only sex in her eyes, reaching orgasm after orgasm. Finally, after the last man ejaculated the last bit of semen into her uterus, she collapsed limply onto the messy bed. A-Jing's mouth was numb, her vulva was swollen and painful, and the muscles in her anus felt like they had been torn apart. White semen flowed from her three orifices, and she lay on the bed as if in a coma. After
a while, the gang leader carried the limp A-Jing into the bathroom. After helping her shower, I saw in the mirror that the gang leader had made my wife hug his neck, her legs wrapped around his thick waist. She was like a female monkey hanging from a tree, walking and having sex as she came out. Although my wife was somewhat dazed, she kept moaning, trembling up and down with each movement, with only the rhythmic "plop...plop...smack...smack..." sounds. Seeing this, my penis involuntarily became erect. The other men cheered her on. Upon hearing this, my wife, ashamed, buried her face in the hairy chest of the thug leader. Finally, with a roar, the leader ejaculated all his semen into my wife's vagina once more. My wife, under the final surge of semen, reached another orgasm and fainted with a "whoosh."
The men had to help her put on her clothes and carry her out of the room. The thug leader pointed at me, saying that my absence was a breach of hospitality, so he demanded that my back serve as a bed. He then ordered Ah Jing to wear extremely sexy lingerie and stockings, lie naked on my back, and let the thug leader thrust into her again. Forced by their lewdness, Ah Jing and I had no choice but to comply. I lay on the ground, supporting myself with my hands, with Ah Jing lying on my back. Ah Jing slowly woke up, thinking she was still in bed, but then thought, "Wait, the bed is too small." Gradually, Ah Jing realized that she was lying on her own back. But she didn't know whose back it was, so she forced her eyes open, turned her head to look in the mirror, and found it was mine. She was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. And so, Ah Jing was on my back while someone else was doing it to her. How could I bear it? It was so embarrassing! How could I face anyone if word got out? I thought to myself, but I didn't dare say a word.
But what was even more humiliating was that A-Jing's vaginal fluid had soaked the clothes on my back. She was so close to me, yet someone else's penis was inside her. This humiliation only excited A-Jing more; her lust was running wild and hard to calm down. Soon, A-Jing reached another climax, and the gang leader ejaculated for the third time. It was all coming to an end. All I could see were A-Jing's garter belt and black stockings hanging from her lower body, and white, sticky fluid dripping from her mons pubis… As soon as she stepped onto the ground, the semen that had accumulated in her vagina liquefied into a thin, pale white liquid, flowing down her thighs. I quickly grabbed two tissues from the table and dabbed them at her opening, instantly soaking them!
After satisfying their lust, they released A-Jing and me. I reluctantly carried A-Jing away. A-Jing clung tightly to me, still lost in the intense pleasure of the moment. After walking for a while, A-Jing seemed to regain her composure. At this point, I finally spoke to her, saying, "Thank you for your hard work." A-Jing was speechless with shame. I continued, "Perhaps we weren't destined to be together." A-Jing thought to herself, "That's true. She'd been raped by many men, but I could only watch from the sidelines. Was our fate truly over? Was reconciliation impossible? We couldn't say for sure."
After taking A-Jing home, I told her that I might not visit her for a while. A-Jing could only silently nod in acceptance. After all, she was a deeply sinful woman, truly unforgivable. Although many people continued to secretly pursue her, the one A-Jing could never forget was still her husband.

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