Sexy Wife Exposes Humiliation Experience - Chapter 1: The Awesome Fat Guy (Part 1)

Ever since I first encountered Hu Zuofei's masterpieces in my freshman year of college, I've gradually developed a liking for exposing and humiliating my girlfriend. Unfortunately, she was conservative in her thinking. However, a few years have passed, and my girlfriend has become my wife. Through my relentless efforts, she has transformed from a conservative girl into a mature woman with a touch of sultryness. She now dares to wear low-cut tops when going out, and occasionally she's willing to go to parties without underwear or wearing sexy thongs.
Let me give you a brief introduction. My wife is 26 years old this year. We all call her Qiqi. She's very beautiful and was the most beautiful girl in her college. As for her figure, she's not tall, just 165 cm. She's not very thin, but rather well-proportioned. Her breasts aren't large, a C cup, but they have a beautiful shape. She has a slim waist and a plump bottom, especially her buttocks, which are big, perky, and round, with a hip circumference of 91 cm.
Today I'm going to tell you a story that happened a few days ago. I went to a class reunion on the weekend night, thinking that bringing my beautiful wife would make me look good, and with so many classmates around, there might be a chance to expose her, so I asked my wife to get ready and come with me. Qiqi was very obedient and wore a black dress that resembled a formal gown, which showed off her cleavage, and when she bent over, you could even see her red demi-cup bra underneath.
Sure enough, once we arrived at the restaurant, Qiqi immediately became the center of attention. All my old classmates were staring at her with lustful eyes. I chuckled to myself, thinking, "Aren't you all so envious? When we get back, I'm going to strip her naked and fuck her. You'll all be so jealous!"
My wife didn't drink when we first met, but now she loves to drink and have fun. Maybe I taught her well, but she's just naturally bad at drinking. Sure enough, after only half an hour, she'd been offered seven or eight drinks, and I could see her eyes were already glazed over. If she kept drinking, I figured things were going to get interesting.
So I called my wife and said we should go toast my old friends. We went over to them one by one. Since we were standing and he was sitting, we had to bend over to toast them. My wife's dress was low-cut, so when she bent over, everything was visible. She was also wearing a very small and thin VS bra. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye, and holy crap, her entire breasts were exposed. No wonder the classmates we were drinking with were staring at her cleavage. After going around the circle, my old classmates had seen all of my wife's breasts.
Later, after drinking for a while, my stomach felt uncomfortable, so I went to the toilet. I had just squatted down when I heard footsteps. Two classmates came in to pee. Judging from their voices, one of them was the fat guy who had been staring at my wife with his eyes wide open earlier. We called him Fatty. He was 180cm tall and weighed 190kg, hahaha! The other one was a guy with glasses, nicknamed Glasses. I wasn't familiar with either of them when we were in school; we hadn't spoken to each other for years.
I heard Fatty say, "Damn, that Xiaomai's girlfriend is so hot, and she has big, sexy breasts. She's even wearing red underwear. She's obviously a slut."
The man with glasses chuckled: "Seriously? You have the nerve to stare at someone else's wife? I just glanced at her, and her breasts are pretty white."
Fatty: "His skin is incredibly white, and his wife's nipples are so small. I really want to take a bite and see what they taste like."
I overheard them discussing my wife's nipples in the cubicle, and my dick got hard immediately. That fat guy is a real pervert, but I like it.
Fatty continued, "His wife has small nipples and a big butt, and a sweet voice. Imagine how great it would be to get her into bed, listen to her moans, and pat her big butt."
I was really enjoying what I was hearing inside, and I immediately started imagining Fatty pinning my wife down on the bed and stroking his penis.
Glasses: "Damn, I want to see too, but one shouldn't covet a friend's wife, so just look."
Fatty sneered, "Heh heh, I'm not going to be polite with my friend's wife. I really want to find a place to get her into bed."
They talked about my wife in the restroom for a few minutes and then left. I waited a while before slowly walking out. As soon as I came out of the restroom, I saw Fatty and Glasses chatting with my wife. I quickly hid behind a pillar and continued to peek.
I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I saw Fatty take a bottle of wine and pour it for my wife. He deliberately held the bottle very low, almost waist-high, so my wife had to bend down to take the glass. I saw those two men staring intently at my wife's breasts. Even from this distance, I could see a bit of cleavage; I guess those two men could clearly see Qiqi's nipples, because I saw Glasses give Fatty a thumbs-up, probably complimenting my wife's breasts.
I saw a waiter coming over, so I quickly picked up my phone and pretended to answer a call. That way, even if my wife and the others noticed me, they wouldn't suspect why I wasn't going over. After a while, I saw that the fat guy got bold and wanted my wife to toast with the guy with glasses. He put his left arm around Qiqi's waist and pushed her. My wife must have been drunk too, because she actually let the fat guy touch her slender waist, which made my penis, which I had just finished masturbating, hard again.
Because I couldn't see behind her, I couldn't tell if the fat guy was touching her waist or her butt. Seeing that my wife didn't react, the fat guy kept his left arm around her waist, probably telling a joke. My wife was laughing, her breasts shaking uncontrollably. The guy with glasses across from us stared wide-eyed at my wife's breasts. Later, the fat guy moved closer and closer, his body almost touching my wife's. I think he could see her breasts if he just looked down.
A little while later, I saw Fatty and my wife both pick up their phones and add each other on WeChat. Damn, they'd only known each other for a few minutes and they were already exchanging WeChat contacts! My wife is pretty sassy, or maybe just innocent? It's hard to say.
Later, when I went back, Fatty saw me and patted my wife again before letting go, but he still stood close to her. I had to stand opposite them. Damn! It's like Qiqi and him are the real couple! We chatted for a bit, and I said, "Fatty is a promising young man. Qiqi, your shop's business will depend on your support in the future!" Fatty quickly said, "Not at all, not at all, no problem, let's shake hands!" My silly wife actually reached out her hand, and Fatty took the opportunity to hold her hand and kept groping it. Damn, who shakes hands like that? Who holds a handshake for so long?
Two or three minutes later, Fatty probably realized he'd gone too far and quickly let go of Qiqi's hand. I secretly took a look, and damn, Fatty's penis was erect just like mine, and it looked pretty big, maybe even bigger than mine! I really want my wife to experience this kind of sexual bliss.
Then Fatty kept bragging to my wife about how close we were in school, like best buddies, like we grew up wearing the same pair of pants! What a load of rubbish, we barely exchanged a few words back then. But to put my wife at ease, I kept going along with it.
After drinking for a while longer, some people wanted to go home, so Fatty suggested, "Let's go to a karaoke bar for another round, it's on me!" Everyone agreed, and the group went to the karaoke bar together—about ten people in total, both men and women. Actually, it was mostly just my wife and another tomboy; the rest were all men. At the karaoke bar, my wife and I sat in the corner chatting. Later, Glasses started teasing me, saying I was one of the top ten singers on campus and wanted me to sing. I had no choice but to sing Eason Chan's "Exaggerated."
I was exhausted after the song. When I got back to my seat, I found that the fat guy had taken it. Damn it, the corner seats are for couples to sneak around and be intimate. What's the meaning of you sitting here with my wife? I had no choice but to pretend to be a little drunk. Actually, I had been pretending to be drunk since the restaurant, otherwise the fat guy wouldn't have dared to be so blatant.
So I pretended to be drunk and sat down next to Fatty. It was supposed to be a two-seater, but as soon as I squeezed in, Fatty had to lean towards my wife. So the three of us were crammed together, flesh to flesh. I could see that my wife and Fatty were also pressed tightly together.
I heard Fatty compliment my singing, then he ignored me. I tilted my head back, pretending to be drunk, but actually I was squinting at them. Fatty kept telling my wife jokes, sometimes even some dirty ones. My wife was laughing so hard her chest was shaking, which Fatty, of course, saw all of.
I could tell from my wife's eyes and actions that she was drunk. She usually gets drunk after just one bottle, but she'd had four or five tonight, so she was probably already passed out. Fatty kept trying to please my wife, getting closer and closer, and even hugging her every now and then, which made me incredibly aroused.
Later, I went to the bathroom because I needed to pee. When I came back, I saw Fatty and my wife whispering in each other's ears, practically face to face. Fatty's right hand was stroking my wife's face, and his mouth was close to her ear, blowing air into her ear—no, he was whispering something in her ear. The most shocking thing was that I saw Fatty's hidden left hand already around my wife's waist and buttocks, and my wife didn't object at all; she just kept laughing. Damn, that's so slutty.
I wanted to give them a chance, so I quickly went back to the sofa and pretended to be asleep. Later, Fatty toasted my wife again. After she finished, she couldn't drink anymore, probably because she was drunk, and she leaned her head against Fatty. Fatty was delighted and quickly put his left arm around my wife's waist, glancing at me guiltily. But seeing that I wasn't awake, he confidently stroked the soft flesh of my wife's waist with his left hand. Damn it, Fatty, you're really enjoying yourself!
I feel like I'm about to be cuckolded. I really want to see my wife being penetrated by this fat guy's dick. Damn, this fat guy is twice as heavy as my wife. I'm fantasizing about him ravishing my wife. I wonder if he'll crush her to death.
Actually, I didn't drink much tonight, far below my alcohol tolerance. I took a closer look at Fatty's crotch, and what I saw shocked me. When my wife was leaning against him, her right hand was hanging down, right at the edge of Fatty's legs, the back of her hand pressing against that huge bulge! Holy crap, Qiqi, you're such a slut, you've only known him for an hour or two and you've already let him touch your dick.
The fat guy saw my wife was asleep, so he gently grabbed her hand and muttered, "This hand is so soft, I wonder how great it would be to masturbate with it." Then he slowly turned my wife's hand so that her palm was facing inwards and firmly gripped his big penis. The fat guy even groaned in pleasure.
After playing like that for a while, my wife woke up groggily, and Fatty quickly removed his hand. There wasn't much else to see after that. A little while later, my wife said she wanted to leave. Seeing that she was leaving, Fatty figured he wasn't really interested and said he'd call his driver to take us home. Fatty runs his own business and seems to have done quite well these past two years; he was driving an Audi A7.
After getting in the car, Fatty sat in the passenger seat and kept turning around to chat with us the whole way. I have to admire how good Fatty is at talking; he made my wife laugh so hard she was bent over, and he took the opportunity to keep stealing glances at my wife's breasts through her neckline.
When they dropped us off at home, we found out that Fatty lived in the neighborhood next door. He chuckled and said, "That's great, we can get together more often now." I bet he just wants to take advantage of my wife, doesn't he? You jerk! But it's fine this way, I kind of hope he comes and takes advantage of my wife, maybe even find a way to get her into bed! What a pleasant night!

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