My wife's unexpected incident

(I) A Conservative Housewife

My wife is the kind of obedient housewife who goes straight home after work. She has a curvaceous figure, a pretty face, fair skin, and a full bust, making her look mature and sexy, which sometimes inevitably arouses desire. My wife is very proper in public, and although many men try to seduce her, they can't quite get the hang of it. Actually, my wife is a completely different person in and out of bed. If someone who doesn't know her well tries to talk to her about anything casual, they'll definitely get a dirty look and feel awkward. Only in bed does

her repressed, sensual nature come out. Since we don't have children yet (we've been married for four years), we're very casual at home. To spice up our increasingly bland sex life, I often rent porn to watch at home. At first, my wife was very resistant. She said Japanese films are perverted, tying women up and abusing them while playing with them, which is low-class! American films are just about taking off your pants and starting to have sex, which has no romance! And black films are too scary.

I told my wife that it's just a performance, not real, just something to watch for excitement! Why take it so seriously? My wife warned me not to follow the Japanese ways; I said, how could I, you're my wife!

My wife prefers watching dramas, while I'm not picky, as long as it's uncensored porn. When we watch them in the living room, we often touch each other and discuss the plot, only moving on when we can't take it anymore. Perhaps because we've been married for a long time, "doing it" isn't the main point for me anymore (but my wife likes it to last longer), the lewd pleasure derived from flirting is more intoxicating.

Flirting is very important for women, and it's my responsibility to instill some open sexual concepts in my wife and let her be wild.

I categorize women in bed into four types:

(1) Wooden type: slow to react during sex, almost indifferent.

(2) Conservative type: reacts reasonably well during sex, passive and conservative.

(3) Active type: reacts strongly during sex, proactive and enthusiastic.

(4) Lewd type: feels like she's in heaven during sex, lewd and open.

My wife is somewhere between type 2 and type 3. She reacts strongly during sex, but her views on sex are still conservative. She can tolerate other people's promiscuity, but she herself is chaste and unwilling to conform. I once encouraged her to have a boyfriend and experience the thrill of having an affair, but she only dared to fantasize and didn't have the courage to cheat.

Until one day, she encountered an unexpected event, and her views on sex suddenly changed 180 degrees, becoming a completely different person...

(II) Gossip and Love Affairs

My wife has many colleagues in the office, and there are many rumors about love and sex. Two of these rumors left a particularly deep impression on me. One was that a colleague's wife slept with a young man, and the husband didn't seem to care. The young man often came to his house, and the husband would serve him tea while he played mahjong. When the young man wanted to sleep with his wife, he would just have sex with her at his house. The wife openly cheated on her husband, but it didn't affect their relationship at all (as long as they're happy, it's none of their business).

Secondly, there was a single official car driver who was unscrupulous in his pursuit of women, especially fond of seducing married women. He wasn't good-looking, but I heard he was an expert in bed. None of the women he had raped had ever reported him, and some even secretly dated him behind their husbands' backs (people aren't afraid of being ugly, they're afraid of not having the skills).

Once, I joked with my wife about the gossipy driver, saying that it would be terrible if she had her eye on him. My wife called me a gossip, saying that she disliked men who smoked and chewed betel nuts, especially those with shifty eyes and unattractive appearances. She said it would be embarrassing if her colleagues found out she was having an affair with him!

I also thought it was impossible, just a joke.

(III) Business Trip to Taichung

My wife is a junior manager in her department. Once, she went on a business trip to Taichung alone. She told me she would be back that night, and the company had even provided her with an official car. When she got in the car, she realized that the driver was that gossipy driver, and she felt a little uneasy. The driver was very polite throughout the trip, quiet and reserved. At rest stops, he was very attentive, buying drinks for my wife. He always kept his distance from her when she wanted to smoke or chew betel nuts. My wife thought that aside from his somewhat unattractive appearance, he didn't seem like a bad person.

Once in Taichung, my wife got busy, and before she knew it, it was time to leave work. At the enthusiastic invitation of her Taichung colleagues, they went to the night market and had dinner. Perhaps because she was so tired, and with her colleagues toasting her so enthusiastically, she was already quite tipsy before they had even finished half the food and drinks.

Looking at her watch, it was past nine o'clock. My wife was eager to get back to Taipei, so she and the driver said goodbye. She called me, saying she had drunk too much and felt dizzy. I told her that if she wasn't feeling well, she could rest at the Evergreen Hotel in Taichung for the night and come back the next day, since it was a holiday. She said she would think about it.

About half an hour later, my wife called from the Fengyuan Interchange, saying she had caught a rabbit in the car. The driver suggested we find a hotel to rest before going back. I asked her how serious it was, and she said she felt much better after vomiting, but her head was still very dizzy.

After getting off the interchange, the driver stopped by the roadside and bought two bottles of hangover remedy, telling my wife it was very effective. He drank one bottle himself and gave the other to my wife. My wife had also drunk the drink the driver bought at the rest stop that morning, so she drank it without suspicion. Little did she know that the driver had ill intentions and had secretly put a date rape drug in the drink, waiting for an opportunity to sexually assault her.

(IV) Tragically Drugged and Raped

The driver was obviously an experienced driver, and soon the car arrived at a motel. My wife, still dizzy, went into the room and was about to close the door when the driver immediately followed her in and quickly bolted the door.

The wife sensed something was wrong and tried to scream, but the driver covered her mouth and pushed her onto the bed. Despite her struggles, a weak woman was no match for a strong man. With the effects of the FM2 drug taking hold, she was drugged and raped by the driver in a dazed state

. In the middle of the night, she woke up to find herself naked under the covers, with a man lying beside her. Reaching down to her genitals, she felt something sticky and wet, and suddenly remembered being raped by the driver the previous night.

By the dim light of the bedside lamp, she turned to find her clothes, but this alerted the driver, who reached out and embraced her naked body, greedily kissing her fair skin. Embraced by a strange man, the wife felt nauseous and tried to push him away, but he rolled over and pinned her down, proudly saying he had enjoyed her the night before and wanted to do it again, then grabbed her breasts.

The wife struggled again, but to no avail, and could only submit to his control.

He rubbed his wife's breasts while suckling her nipples, which gradually hardened. Knowing he had aroused her, the driver leaned in to kiss her, but she dodged his mouth, which reeked of smoke and betel nut, preventing him from succeeding.

Feeling bored, the driver suddenly and roughly spread her legs, sucking her clitoris in a 69 position. The pungent stench of his crotch assaulted her senses, and his large penis swayed before her eyes.

"No...no...uh...uh...filthy...no..." his wife cried, shaking her white buttocks in resistance. After what seemed like an eternity, her vagina suddenly spasmed, and her juices gushed out like a burst dam.

The experienced driver then grasped his hard penis and launched a fierce attack on his wife's pink vulva. Wave after wave of assault, the driver's glans penetrated deeper and deeper, reaching the most sensitive part of his wife's body—her cervix (clitoris).

"Waaah...waaah...don't do this...don't do this!" The wife began to sob softly, but her legs unconsciously hooked around the driver, swaying her buttocks back and forth to meet the driver's thick penis...

She didn't know how long she was fucked, but she came again and again. This was the most intense sex battle she had ever experienced. After it was over, the wife was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep without even taking a shower.

The next day, the wife slept until noon before being awakened by the pungent smell of smoke. She saw the driver sitting on the sofa, puffing away, looking smug. Embarrassed, she grabbed her clothes and rushed to take a shower. In the bathroom, she kept washing her entire body with hot water, her breasts and genitals still tingling. Remembering how she had initially resisted but was eventually subdued the night before, her cheeks flushed red.

After drying her burning body, she walked out of the bathroom with her head down, afraid that the driver would discover her embarrassment.

(V) A Completely Different Person

After lunch, the driver said he would rest for a bit before setting off. The wife took the opportunity to sit at the dressing table and put on makeup, while the driver turned on the channel and watched TV. The wife heard a woman's moans coming from the TV in the distance and knew he was watching a porn channel. The driver deliberately turned the volume up very loud, and the lewd moans of the female protagonist filled the entire room.

The wife blushed, and her lower body slowly became moist. The driver became more and more excited, seemingly forgetting about returning to Taipei. The wife was too embarrassed to urge him.

After some time, the driver, his crotch bulging, walked over and stared at her. The wife, made up, was radiant. "Oh! Golden Carriage, Five-Year-Old Water..." the driver couldn't help but exclaim in Taiwanese. Actually, the wife was naturally beautiful, and hearing the driver's praise, besides being happy, her hostility towards him dissipated considerably.

"Can I kiss you?" the rude driver asked with a touch of politeness, but without waiting for the wife's consent, he pressed her shoulders and kissed her from her neck, ear, and cheek.

The wife sat quietly without refusing. Finally, his mouth, reeking of cigarette smoke and betel nut, tightly sealed her slightly parted lips, sucking hard on her vulva. The driver was skilled in flirting, and his wife's body gradually heated up. Soon, his hands moved to her chest, slowly unbuttoning her blouse and pulling down her bra, revealing her full breasts.

His wife blushed, looking at herself in the mirror as the driver played with her nipples. "Oh, oh, oh, oh..." she moaned softly, her vaginal fluids slowly flowing out, soaking her panties.

Just as she was becoming increasingly excited, the driver suddenly stopped. She guessed he might take her to bed, but instead, he told her to get dressed. She thought that was probably the end of the day, and although somewhat disappointed, she breathed a sigh of relief. So she dressed, touched up her makeup, and got ready to leave.

"Ready?" the driver asked.

She nodded, indicating everything was okay.

"Put your hands on the dressing table, stick your butt up, and look in the mirror," the driver said, lightly patting her buttocks.

The wife, unaware of his intentions, obediently complied. The driver lifted her skirt from behind, pushed her panties aside, then pulled down his pants, grasped his erect penis, aimed it at her vulva, and began thrusting forcefully. The driver, watching his usually dignified wife, neatly dressed, being violated by him in front of the mirror, felt extremely proud. His thick penis made a series of "splish, splish..." sounds as it squeezed out of her narrow vagina, and his wife couldn't help but moan, "Oh..."

"Slap... slap... slap..." The driver suddenly slapped his wife's buttocks as he thrust, the louder the slaps, the more violently her buttocks writhed.

Suddenly, his wife felt a strong gush of hot semen spray into her uterus, her whole body shivered, and she involuntarily knelt on the ground. The driver, still unsatisfied, went around to the front of his wife, lifted her chin, and smeared the remaining semen all over her face.

Before leaving the hotel, his wife asked the driver two things: First, he must never tell anyone about this; she still wanted to live a normal life. Second, promise not to contact her again, as she is married; hope this matter will pass without a trace for everyone's benefit.

The driver readily agreed, but the wife, still worried, repeatedly reminded him. Surprisingly, the driver knelt before his wife and swore to the heavens that he would absolutely keep his promise unless the wife herself offered herself up. The wife chuckled, indicating her satisfaction.

It was already night when they returned to Taipei. Before getting out of the car, the wife unexpectedly kissed the driver lightly on the cheek, then turned and walked briskly towards home.

(VI) A Terrifying Alleyway

More than three months have passed since the wife returned from Taichung. Her life is as regular and normal as ever. The things she worried about did not happen. The driver kept his promise and did not do anything underhanded. She also safely passed the dangerous period of her pregnancy. The wife felt much more at ease. The affair seemed to have passed without incident!

For a while after my wife came back, she was especially shy, beautiful, and aroused during sex, with more vaginal lubrication than before, and she was more unrestrained during sex. However, this wonderful time didn't last long, and things quickly returned to their previous blandness. To spice things up, watching porn was still our favorite way to prepare for sex, but after a while, the excitement gradually wore off.

One day, we saw a porn film introducing Japanese bondage art, teaching men how to bind and sexually abuse women. The content was nothing more than the usual Japanese sadomasochistic stuff, just with a slightly lower level of violence. There were many close-up shots of women's faces, and they seemed to be enjoying it.

I knew my wife was averse to sadomasochism, so I didn't dare to comment much while watching. Unexpectedly, when we moved to another location, turned off the lights, and prepared to have sex, my wife whispered to me that she wanted to try sadomasochism.

Full of doubt, I found a rope and hurriedly tied her up. Facing my usually loving wife, I didn't know where to begin. The result? The two of them burst into laughter, hugging each other. The wife said I was too polite and gentle with her; sexual abuse should be rougher. I said, "You're my wife!"

Six months passed after the wife returned from Taichung. During those six months, she would occasionally run into the driver. To avoid embarrassment, she would avoid him from a distance, or lower her head and walk past as if she didn't know him.

Until one night, around 9 pm, after work, the wife walked into a dark alley not far from home when suddenly a dark figure came up from behind and touched her buttocks. Startled, she realized it was the driver she hadn't seen in a while. Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. The driver said his job was being transferred to the south and he would be leaving in a few days, inviting her to go to a karaoke bar.

The wife said it was too late, but the driver put his arm around her waist and half-pushed, half-pulled her into his car (the driver's car had been parked in the alley for a long time). In a panic, the wife reached out and pulled the driver's keys out. Seeing his wife's resolute attitude, the driver seemed helpless. "Could I sit in the back seat and chat with you for a bit?" he pleaded, weighing the situation.

His wife didn't want to be too harsh, but warned him not to touch her or smoke, or she'd leave immediately. The driver nodded vigorously, afraid his wife would get angry and change her mind. He'd finally witnessed his wife's dignified, beautiful, and principled side!

But the driver wasn't one to be trifled with. He found a rope in the car and asked his wife to tie his hands, saying that otherwise, facing such a beautiful and charming woman, it would be hard not to commit a crime. His

wife said, "Don't be so glib and deceive women!"

The driver replied, "How dare I deceive you, sir!"

...

And so they went back and forth. Seeing his constant concessions and humble manner, his wife felt a little smug, thinking, "Serves you right for taking advantage of me last time." However, since he had kept his promise, her heart softened, and her tone gradually gentled.

Seeing that the atmosphere had improved, the driver thought he could do whatever he wanted. He reached out to hold his wife's hand, but she pushed it away. He tried to touch her face, but she dodged him. So the driver cried wolf and pretended to reach out with his hands, sometimes stealing peaches under the moonlight and touching his wife's breasts, sometimes trying to reach under her skirt.

The wife repeatedly told him not to do anything rash, and as she dodged left and right, the driver suddenly pulled her into his arms. Knowing the situation was bad, she instinctively crossed her arms over her chest and squeezed her legs together. Unexpectedly, the driver stopped his advances, instead holding her tightly and gently kissing her back, then whispering sweet nothings in her ear about his longing for her. He assured her he had no intention of assaulting her that day, and if she really didn't want to talk to him, she could leave now. He then released her arms, waiting for her response.

The wife turned and looked at the driver suspiciously, suddenly feeling incredibly wronged as she recalled the time he had forced himself on her in Taichung. She broke down, burying her face in the driver's chest and sobbing. Seeing this, the driver repeatedly kissed away the salty tears on her face, gently patting her back.

The wife's face was pressed against the driver's broad chest, and she smelled a distinctive masculine odor mixed with the scent of cigarettes and betel nut. The smells she usually disliked seemed to transform into a powerful aphrodisiac when held in his strong arms. The wife took a few deep breaths, and the most primal human desires unconsciously ignited from the depths of her heart.

Before she knew it, the driver had lifted her chin and was kissing her passionately, one hand unbuttoning her bra and reaching inside to caress her nipples. Then, his hand brazenly slipped inside her panties, rubbing her erect clitoris with his fingers.

"Oh...oh...uh...uh...oh..." the wife couldn't help but moan.

Just as she was lost in passion, the driver quietly used the rope to tie her hands together. The wife asked shyly, "What are you doing?"

Before she could finish speaking, the driver silently pulled off his own pants, then with a few swift movements, ripped off her panties. He then lifted her buttocks high and suddenly lowered them, and with a "plop," her wet vulva fell squarely into his large penis.

"No! People will see!" The wife finally realized that the driver was going to do her in the car and cried out nervously, afraid that people outside would see.

"If you don't shout, no one will know. Move your butt up and down, quick!" The driver commanded and slapped his wife's buttocks.

The wife's hands were tied and she could not resist. She could only obediently move her white and tender buttocks. A hot penis kept going in and out of the peach blossom cave between the wife's legs, thrusting deeper and deeper with each up and down. The wife's vagina became more and more itchy under the intense friction, and the speed of her buttocks swaying became faster and faster...

After a fierce battle, the driver's penis could not withstand the tight grip of the wife's two labia. The driver suddenly hugged his wife tightly, squeezed his legs hard between the wife's buttocks, and spurts of hot semen shot out from the crack of his glans like volcanic lava, straight into the depths of the wife's vagina. The wife also shivered and reached orgasm at the same time, and collapsed in the driver's arms.

(VII) A Taste of Delight

After the incident on the bus, the driver, now addicted, would call his wife every now and then from the south, demanding she come out and keep him company.

His wife was in a difficult position. On one hand, she feared her actions would be exposed to her colleagues; on the other hand, the driver's rough appearance, smoking, and betel nut chewing were definitely not her type. However, having already been with him twice, she was afraid he would spread the word. After the driver relentlessly pestered her on the phone, she had no choice but to reluctantly go out to get rid of him. Before knocking on the door of the hotel where he was staying, she really wanted to run away, but once she decided to go in, she was

prepared to "go all in." The driver, seeing his wife, pounced on her like a starving diner seeing a Christmas feast. His wife resignedly leaned against him, letting his hands roam freely over her body.

This time, the driver slowly and deliberately removed his wife's clothes, and soon she was completely naked in front of him.

The bright light shone on my wife's smooth, fair skin, making her figure appear even more curvaceous. Her full breasts, adorned with two slightly pink nipples, were incredibly alluring. But what was most irresistible was the mysterious area between her white legs—the thick, prominent mons pubis, with its alluring slit peeking out, was simply maddening!

Seeing the driver staring intently at her naked body, my wife, blushing, covered her face and ran to turn off the light, intending to take a shower. The driver followed, carrying her to the bed.

"It's dirty there, take a shower first..." my wife reminded the driver shyly.

"No, I like it raw!" the driver said, spreading her legs and burying his face in her genitals, his tongue beginning to lick her slit incessantly.

"Oh...don't do this...oh...dirty...oh~~~" my wife couldn't resist the driver's tongue work and began to moan softly.

The wife's vagina was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, and the driver licked and sucked the fluid into his stomach, moving back and forth like a cleaner. The wife found it incredibly stimulating to see someone willing to consume her dirty secret, and her buttocks involuntarily swayed with the driver's tongue. Whenever the driver's warm tongue swept across her clitoris, her buttocks involuntarily rose, wanting the driver's tongue to get closer.

He understood his wife's intention perfectly. After licking for a while, he suddenly stopped, his lips tightly occupying her erect clitoris, and began to suckle.

"Oh...ouch...oh...don't suck...I...I can't take it! Ugh...oh...oh~~" The wife screamed hysterically, her body trembling violently, her hands pounding the bed. Regardless of his wife's hip movements, the driver relentlessly sucked on her clitoris, his mouth constantly entwining around it. His wife kept crying out for him to stop, but her hips only rose higher…

Then came another scene of his wife being fucked to the point of ecstasy. The driver, aroused by his wife's cooperation, used every possible position, going at it three times in a row until his wife screamed. This time, his wife no longer suppressed her sensual nature, moaning loudly, transforming from a demure lady into a wanton woman.

The driver was very satisfied with his wife's performance and fucked her with extra vigor, his penis relentlessly thrusting in and out of her vagina, constantly squeezing out thick, sticky vaginal fluid that soaked a large patch of the sheets. Each time he ejaculated, he would lie on top of his wife for a short rest, but his penis remained inside her.

Meanwhile, his wife's two alluring breasts were not at rest; his hands kneaded them, and whenever her nipples hardened, he would suck on them. When his wife couldn't take it anymore, her hips would start moving, and with each movement, his penis would become erect again.

"Plop, plop, plop, plop... Oh, oh, oh, oh~~~" The sounds of wetness mixed with moans echoed in the air like a lewd symphony. The way my wife and the driver were having sex was truly obscene.

My wife was with the driver for the entire afternoon. Before leaving, the driver was reluctant to let my wife go, hugging and kissing her. Even after my wife was dressed, he insisted on taking off her underwear and kissing her genitals repeatedly. My wife couldn't resist, so the driver pushed her back onto the bed for another round.

(VIII) Suffering a Cruel

Beating In the face of the driver's monthly sexual demands, my wife couldn't think of any way to refuse, so she could only take it one step at a time and deal with it first. The driver's sex drive became stronger and stronger. Every time my wife was with him, she would be with him two or three times. The driver's methods became more and more varied, and every now and then he would tie my wife up and play with her.

Since she was prepared to just go through the motions, the wife passively accepted whatever he did to her, except for anal sex, thus gaining stimulation she couldn't get from her husband. Before each date, the wife struggled internally, thinking the rude driver was unworthy of playing with her elegant body, so she always went reluctantly, sometimes wanting to turn back halfway. But once inside the hotel and the driver grabbed her and groped her, she couldn't resist the burning desire and obediently cooperated with him.

After six months of this relationship, the wife felt it would eventually be discovered, so she decided to end the affair. When the driver called, she either said she was busy or clearly didn't want to meet.

After two or three months of this, the driver got angry and threatened to expose their relationship. The wife, extremely nervous, had no choice but to go again.

That day, when his wife entered the hotel room, the driver, unlike his usual cheerful greeting, instead gave her a sour look. As soon as she approached, he pushed her onto the bed and tied her hands and feet to the four corners of the bed with rope. His wife thought she'd been tied up before, so she figured she could let him do as he pleased. She never expected the driver to be so mentally unstable this time, deliberately trying to torment her.

His wife, dressed in a dress, was bound to the bed in a spread-eagle position, unable to move. Then the driver stood on the bed and used his toes to kick off the buttons of her blouse one by one, including her white lace shirt. Next, he kicked off her pink bra, revealing her two full, white breasts.

Faced with the driver's series of frenzied actions, his wife nervously turned her head to the side, unable to look him in the eye. Unable to resist, she could only submit to his abuse.

The driver showed no mercy as he looked at his wife's exposed breasts, even using his rough feet to knead them; he deliberately used his feet instead of his hands to relentlessly ravage her breasts. Strangely enough, even though the wife knew the driver intended to humiliate her, her two round nipples still couldn't help but harden. And when the driver used his toes to pinch her nipples like chopsticks and rotate them left and right, the wife couldn't help but moan softly.

Seeing this, the driver knew that his wife had become aroused, so he started to humiliate her with dirty words, saying things like, "My wife won't listen to reason, so today I'm going to teach her a lesson (Taiwanese)!" After

rubbing his wife's breasts, the driver went between her legs, used his foot to lift up her skirt and kick off her panties, immediately revealing her hairy triangle area without any cover. The vaginal fluid in the cleft had already soaked the pubic hair on both sides. The wife was lying down and couldn't see what was happening below, only feeling that her genitals were wet. The driver first rubbed his wife's clitoris with his toes, and finally, he actually used his thick big toe to directly insert into his wife's juicy vagina.

"Oh no, stop! Don't use your foot!" The wife tried to stop the driver, who was becoming increasingly outrageous, but he persisted, shoving his large thumb deeper and deeper.

"Ugh...no...no...please don't do this!" the wife pleaded. At first, the driver's thumb moved slowly in and out of her vagina, but as it became lubricated by her vaginal fluids, the speed of his foot movements gradually increased.

"Splash...splash...splash...splash...splash...splash..." The sounds of her vaginal fluids splashing out were as lewd as the sounds of a penis entering and exiting.

"No...no...no...please don't do this...please..." the wife continued to plead, her buttocks swaying left and right. Unexpectedly, the more she twisted, the more itchy her vagina became, even more stimulating than the insertion of a penis. The driver's thumb even deliberately rotated up and down inside her vagina.

"Ugh...oh~~I can't take it! Oh~~I can't take it! Oh...no! You'll kill me..." the wife cried out, unable to bear the intense stimulation. Her head shook wildly, and her body swayed uncontrollably.

The driver roughly inserted his toes into his wife's tender peach blossom cave for more than ten minutes. Amidst her constant pleas and moans, his wife reached an unprecedented climax. Then, her whole body suddenly convulsed, and her vaginal fluid gushed out like urinary incontinence. After releasing her vaginal fluid, his wife lay motionless and paralyzed on the bed, as if she were dead.

This time, the driver did not take off his pants or use his penis on his wife from beginning to end. It was obviously purely to humiliate his wife. Before leaving, he left her a mobile phone number and coldly said, "You stinky bitch, call me when you want to be fucked!"

(IX) Unbearable Lust

Several weeks passed after the last incident, and the driver did not call. His wife thought that this was for the best, and that life would be more peaceful. A month or two passed, and the driver still did not call. His wife was very puzzled. Would the driver let her off so easily?

During this period, I frequently traveled abroad for work. My wife didn't notice it during the day while she was at work, but when she came home from work, she had no one to talk to and inevitably felt lonely and bored. In the quiet of the night, even though she was lying in bed with her eyes closed and trying to rest, her mind was filled with images of the driver having sex with her, and her underwear was unconsciously soaked with her juices. Unable to bear the torment of lust, my wife started masturbating. Although reason told her not to think such things, her originally pure soul had been bought off by the evil devil, and the raging fire of lust in her heart was uncontrollable.

Ignoring her pride and shame, the wife mustered her courage and dialed the driver's cell phone number...

"Hello! Hello! Who is this?"

The other party responded for a long time, and the wife was too nervous to speak for a long time. Finally, she managed to blurt out, "How are you?"

(X) Throwing herself into his arms

For this date, the wife had put on heavy makeup tonight. Her lips were painted with bright red lipstick, and her armpits were sprayed with strong perfume. Her curvaceous figure was paired with a floral silk dress. The wife, who usually dressed elegantly, felt that she looked a bit like a call girl

. In addition, she was wearing high heels and her buttocks swayed as she walked. An unsuspecting person would really think she was a working woman! With a feeling of anticipation and fear of being hurt, the wife stepped into the room. The driver was sitting on the sofa smoking and had an indifferent attitude. The wife walked over carefully and sat shyly next to him.

"You're wearing cacao today!" (Taiwanese) the driver said, looking the wife up and down with a lecherous look.

"No, thank you!" the wife replied modestly.

"Sit on my lap," the driver gestured, patting his wife's bottom.

His wife, with her usual shyness, stood up, hesitating whether to sit down, but the driver pulled her from behind, causing her to lose her balance and fall onto him. Taking advantage of the situation, the driver hugged her tightly, reaching inside her clothes to grasp her breasts and begin to fondle her nipples.

"Mmm..." Having not experienced the driver's rough flirting in a long time, his wife quickly became aroused.

"Tell me..." the driver teased, lifting his wife's skirt and touching her genitals, "What's this called?"

His wife shook her head, feigning ignorance. The driver immediately inserted a finger into her vagina. "Quickly, what's this called?" he urged, stirring his finger inside her.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." His wife became increasingly excited, "It's my pussy!" she blurted out, her face flushed.

"Uh...it's your pussy, huh?" the driver repeated in a lewd tone. "Is your pussy fragrant or stinky?!"

The driver's words became increasingly inappropriate. "Ugh...ugh...I don't know...ugh...!" His wife whimpered, her face growing redder and redder.

"Don't know?" The driver then pulled his hand, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, out and pressed it directly to his wife's nostrils. "Smell it yourself, is your pussy fragrant or stinky?!" The driver forced his wife to answer.

"It stinks, ugh...ugh..." his wife forced to say.

"Who's going to fix your stinky pussy?" The driver's hand returned to its original position and continued to thrust into his wife's vagina.

"You!" Upon hearing this, the wife's last shred of self-respect in front of the driver vanished completely.

The driver seemed quite satisfied with tearing apart his wife's ladylike image. Ever since he retaliated against her for refusing to date him, the driver had become increasingly sadistic. Now that his wife had offered herself up, the driver's perverted and wicked thoughts were aroused even more.

The driver, wanting to satisfy his hungry penis, carried his wife to the bed, immediately stripped both of them naked, spread her legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, then aimed his already erect penis at her wet vagina. With two "plop, plop" sounds, the driver's thick, dark penis plunged completely into his wife's paradise.

"Plop...plop...plop...plop...plop...plop..." The driver's penis rhythmically thrust in and out of his wife's vagina, which had only recently climaxed, becoming sensitive again from the constant friction of the driver's glans, causing her buttocks to sway naturally!

Today, the driver was even more rude than before, swearing at his wife while having sex with her, and demanding that she admit to having a "stinky cunt" and wanting to be fucked every day. Unexpectedly, the more vulgar his insults, the more aroused his wife became, and during her climax, she actually admitted to having a "stinky cunt" and wanting to be fucked every day. His wife, who had never sworn before, felt ashamed afterward and kept burying her head in the driver's chest.

Like a drug addiction, the sexual abuse escalated. The last time his wife was tied up and humiliated was already quite severe, but today the driver further broke his wife's taboos. During their second encounter, besides tying her up, he immediately pulled out his penis and shoved it into her mouth just before ejaculating, spraying hot semen directly into her throat.

With her hands bound, his wife had no way to escape or spit it out, and the fishy-smelling semen was swallowed alive.

"Glug glug...uh...uh...no...it smells so bad!" his wife protested, but it was too late.

Like rain after a long drought, my wife experienced multiple orgasms and constant moans today. Her pent-up desires from the past few months were temporarily relieved, and in her physical and mental bliss, she even agreed to let the driver change their next date to the south.

(XI) Perverted Desires

Another month passed quickly, and my wife had just finished her one-week annual leave. The driver was overjoyed to hear she was going south and even took time off to accompany her. During the day, they

enjoyed sightseeing, eating, drinking, and having fun, and at night, their lovemaking was incredibly enjoyable, a blissful time like fireworks. A week passed quickly, and the day before her departure, the driver treated her to a lavish dinner. He repeatedly toasted her, and she couldn't refuse his hospitality. Back at the hotel, she was already a little tipsy.

Tonight, the driver booked a villa hotel in a scenic area for my wife. It was luxuriously equipped; a jacuzzi and sauna were all available. The living room was large, with a brightly colored plush sofa in the center. The bedroom was separate from the living room, and soft lighting shone on the pink wallpaper, making the entire room very romantic.

"So beautiful!" my wife exclaimed!

Under the influence of alcohol, his wife, her face flushed, looked exceptionally beautiful as the driver embraced her on the sofa. She leaned against his broad chest, and his hand was already inside her bra. He pinched her nipple, saying he was going to give her a good time tonight and told her not to resist. His wife lowered her head shyly, thinking that she hadn't been tied up for days, and tonight she probably wouldn't be able to escape.

Sure enough, she sat in the living room, still dressed, as the driver used a rope he had prepared to tie her hands behind her back. "Do you know how I'm going to play with you tonight?" he asked, leaning closer and putting an arm around her waist. His

wife lowered her head shyly and said, "I don't know."

"Is it whatever I want?" the driver asked, pulling her closer, wanting her to answer.

His wife blushed and murmured, "Mmm."

Although it wasn't the first time the driver had tied her up for his pleasure, the wife was still both excited and afraid of being hurt by the tense and exciting sadomasochistic game. Fortunately, she had some experience with the driver and knew he wouldn't hurt her body. Spanking, nipple clamping, and eating his semen were the worst he could do. The thought of her body being at the driver's mercy made her lustful thoughts override her fear.

How would the driver play with her tonight? The wife's vulva was starting to itch!

(12) Attack from both sides

The tied-up wife was already eagerly waiting for the driver's next move, but the driver first went into the bedroom to make a phone call, and then came out and started smoking. The wife was wondering what he was up to when she suddenly heard two "ding-dong" sounds from the doorbell. She thought it was the police checking her, so she quickly got up and hid in the bedroom, but because her hands were tied, she couldn't close the bedroom door.

Sitting on the bed, she vaguely heard the driver talking to a man after opening the door, and then the door slammed shut.

After a while, the driver entered the bedroom. His wife was shocked to find a man following behind. "Wow! Don't come in!" she cried out, sensing something was wrong.

The driver quickly locked the door and turned off the lights. Then, he grabbed his wife from behind, unbuttoned her bra, and said, "Don't be nervous, this is my nephew. He just finished his military service and wants to get to know you!"

In the dim light, his wife saw that the man had dark skin, short hair, and was quite handsome and young. He stared longingly at her exposed breasts but dared not make a move.

"Come here and suck her breasts," the driver commanded his nephew.

"Huh? No way!" Although his wife didn't dislike the young man, she felt quite embarrassed to be exposed in front of two men for the first time.

Encouraged by the driver, the young man approached, lifted his wife's full breasts, and began to suckle. His wife, with her hands bound and the driver holding her from behind, had no way to resist. The young man took turns sucking on his wife's two erect nipples, sucking more and more vigorously.

"Oh...ouch...oh...don't suck...I can't take it! Ugh...oh...oh~~~" The wife couldn't take it anymore and began to moan intermittently.

Sometime later, the young man's hand began to caress the wife's fair thighs, eventually slipping under her skirt.

"Oh...oh...uh...uh...oh~~" As the young man's fingers probed into the wife's wet vulva, her moans grew louder, and her buttocks swayed from side to side in rhythm with the young man's fingers.

Seeing the wife's lustful expression, the driver knew she was no longer resisting. He untied the ropes binding her hands, stripped her of her clothes, and laid her flat on the bed.

The driver and the young man also stripped naked, and in perfect unison, took turns sharing the wife's upper and lower body. The driver, on top, first attacked the wife's breasts, sucking on them with his mouth and kneading them with his hands; the young man, below, spread the wife's legs, raising his engorged penis and thrusting it into her overflowing vulva with a "plop...plop..." sound.

The wife was attacked from head to toe, her body feeling like it was being thrown into a washing machine, rinsed and scrubbed, rubbed and kneaded. "Oh...oh...uh...uh...oh...oh...woo...woo...oh...oh..." Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips slightly parted, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her moans rising and falling, like sobs and pleas, utterly wanton.

The young man's stamina was indeed extraordinary; he lasted half an hour before finally ejaculating, his hot semen reaching straight to the wife's jade gate. During this time, the wife had already climaxed several times. The young man had barely dismounted when the driver immediately mounted her. The driver's penis was incredibly thick and experienced, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes swirling, and he continued for another thirty minutes or so. The wife was practically in ecstasy, experiencing pleasure to the point of heaven.

[The End]

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