My wife fantasizes about being with different men all day long...

I have a lovely wife – Ou Manling. Our relationship has always been very good, and every day feels like our honeymoon. Ou Manling was the campus beauty in college. She was born with a noble and elegant demeanor, and her charm was not outwardly apparent. She had a face like a full moon, and was graceful, elegant, cheerful, and enthusiastic. Her charm was evident in her eyes and brows. She was a natural beauty with almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks. Her skin was snow-white, delicate, smooth, and soft. Her breasts were full and round, with red nipples and pink areolas. Her flat abdomen was without any stretch marks. Because she had never given birth, her mons pubis was high and protruding like a steamed bun. Her pubic hair was black, thick, long, and abundant, covering her lower abdomen and hips. She had long, slender legs and a plump bottom.

Many people envy me for marrying such a beautiful wife, and Ou Manling has given me a lot of face in front of my colleagues and friends. Every time I see Ou Manling's beautiful body, her sexy breasts and hips, and her lush, green private parts, I can't help but impulsively grab her and launch into a frenzied assault, until she's panting heavily.

Outside the home, I never philander, gamble, or drink. Ou Manling's sisters and relatives are all very envious, saying that in this modern world where "no man is immune to womanizing," Ou Manling has married a good, faithful husband.

After marriage, nourished by my semen, Ou Manling's body became firmer and larger, her breasts becoming firmer and larger, causing her to wobble as she walked, often attracting envious glances from men; Ou Manling's plump buttocks also became more perky and round, making people worry that Ou Manling might accidentally tear her pants.

Ou Manling, who was slightly petite and delicate, somehow had such full breasts and a high, perky buttocks. Countless men were secretly fascinated by Ou Manling's slender waist and plump hips, yet they longed to hold Ou Manling in their arms; though they thought about it, those men could only swallow their saliva.

After we got married, I bought a house in the Assmedia community as our love nest. Ou Manling was the heartthrob and sexual fantasy of all the men in our community. She was also recognized as the most beautiful and best-figured wife in the community. Ou Manling always won first place in the community beauty pageant. Wherever Ou Manling went in the community, the men would take the opportunity to chat her up. But those men's eyes were only fixed on Ou Manling's perky breasts and plump buttocks.

I once secretly observed the process between Ou Manling and those men who chatted her up. Ou Manling's breasts were always full. When those men chatted up and fawned over Ou Manling, they would always intentionally or unintentionally touch Ou Manling's breasts. Ou Manling always kept a proper distance from them. Sometimes those men would tell a lot of explicit dirty jokes to Ou Manling, just to see Ou Manling's shy and coquettish appearance. If they could get Ou Manling to say a few words, that would be the ultimate pleasure for those men.

There's a public restroom in the park near my home. Once, I went to urinate and accidentally saw some nude paintings and obscene pictures and words on the wall. Curiosity led me to take a closer look, and the face, figure, and name of the female protagonist in the painting were none other than myself, Ou Manling! In the painting, Ou Manling was lying on the ground, her snow-white buttocks raised, being gang-raped by several men. Ou Manling's buttocks were wet with vaginal fluid, and her face was covered in men's semen. It must have been the "masterpiece" of those men who couldn't have her! Because there was always a large puddle of semen next to Ou Manling's portrait.

At this moment, there was a daring and sexy lingerie on the bed. Ou Manling walked to the bed and picked up the lingerie. I had never seen this style of lingerie before. It was a small, transparent gauze lingerie, made of a small piece of cloth and a few ropes. The cloth was so small that it could only cover her nipples and vulva, and there was a small hole in the panties.

After taking off her underwear, Ou Manling put on the daring bra, covering her nipples with the small, sexy bra.

She tied the bra straps back, then put on a small panty made of three strings from a piece of cloth. The strings reached up to her anus, giving her a strange feeling. She looked at herself in the mirror, but her gaze seemed somewhat absent.

"Ou Manling! You look so beautiful and incredibly lewd in this! When did you buy it? I had no idea!" Thinking of his wife's erotic expressions during sex, he couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. "

I bought it when I went shopping with my sister-in-law at the department store last time." Ou Manling plopped down on the bed, her eyes narrowing as she met my gaze.

"Ou Manling! You really have good taste! Buying this nightgown is really classy!" I embraced Ou Manling's slender body, my hot lips pressed against her small mouth.

"Pah! Don't try to fool me with nonsense!" Ou Manling struggled slightly, opening her soft lips and extending her warm, moist tongue to kiss me back.

"I'm so lucky to have such a beautiful and understanding woman like you!" I reached out and grasped Ou Manling's full breasts.

"Stop talking nonsense." Ou Manling lay on the bed, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her long black hair smooth as satin.

"I'm telling the truth!" I pressed down on Ou Manling, inhaling her intoxicating fragrance, my lips moving down to her high breasts, gently biting her erect nipples.

Then, I told Ou Manling about the erotic pictures in the public restroom. When I mentioned the erotic pictures in the public restroom, Ou Manling asked, "Husband!" "What are the pictures depicting? Tell me, I want to hear!"

I continued, "Ou Manling! The erotic pictures depict you being repeatedly fucked by men, especially scenes of several men penetrating you at the same time. It's very lewd. The men are stuffing their penises into your mouth, vagina, and anus." Ou Manling

blushed and said, "Pah! How could these stinky men come up with such a thing? These stinky men are really no good. Several men fucking me at the same time, do they want to fuck me to death? And several men fucking me at once, do they even know if I can take it? What if I can't handle it...?"

Ou Manling realized she had said the wrong thing and immediately dared not continue. She said in a coquettish manner, "You're so annoying! I won't stand for you... Husband! You have to stand up for Ou Manling."

So I teased Ou Manling, saying, "Wow! Ou Manling, your breasts are so soft and tender, they feel so good to touch! Your buttocks are so big and round, women with buttocks like that are good at having children." "No wonder those men with wicked intentions are looking for an opportunity to plant their seed inside you?"

Ou Manling was shy, excited, and thrilled at the same time. She could only say coquettishly and vaguely, "Husband...you're so lewd...how can you say that to me...I'm so shy...I won't talk to you anymore..."

I unbuttoned Ou Manling's nightgown, and her two white, plump breasts immediately jiggled and were revealed. I greedily touched and rubbed them, deliberately teasing Ou Manling. Ou Manling gasped softly as I touched her.

I deliberately teased Ou Manling: "Wow! Ou Manling, your breasts are getting bigger and bigger, much bigger than when we first got married!"

Ou Manling blushed and said, "Don't say that to me...I...husband, you always rub my breasts like this...that's why they've gotten bigger...it's been working its magic..."

I just loved Ou Manling's shy and delicate appearance.

"I don't rub you every day, only once or twice a week, sometimes only once." Suddenly, a strange impulse rose in my heart.

The passionate intimacy between Ou Manling and me during our honeymoon, even while at work, often lingered in my mind. Sometimes I even wondered what Ou Manling was doing at home.

Once, I had a dream where my beloved Ou Manling was being ridden by another man. I woke up quickly, knowing it was just a dream, but it excited me immensely. I didn't understand why the thought of Ou Manling being ridden by another man aroused me so much.

After that, a subconscious urge to enjoy Ou Manling being violated gradually formed.

I deliberately said to Ou Manling, "Is it because other men have been fondling your breasts every day that they're so big?" It was the first time I had ever said such humiliating things to Ou Manling. Actually, my heart was pounding the moment I said it.

Hearing what I said, Ou Manling blushed even more, seemingly starting to fantasize about being fucked by different men all day long. She clenched her vagina and began to rub against herself, saying coquettishly and reproachfully, "Oh...husband...you're so naughty...it's not like I'm...being touched by other men every day...it's all that boss...a few times he forced himself on me...I almost couldn't resist him..."

It was just a bedtime story meant to humiliate and tease Ou Manling, but I never expected to get anything out of her! My beautiful and virtuous Ou Manling had actually been touched by her boss! A wave of jealousy and envy surged within me, but at the same time, a strange excitement followed. I had truly fallen in love with the image of Ou Manling being fucked.

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