Listening to my neighbor making love with his wife all night long

My buddy asked if I wanted to go in with them or listen from outside. Looking at my wife's slightly tipsy face, I said I'd go in. Then he told me to carry her into the bedroom like I was carrying a little girl to pee, and then he went inside. My wife looked at me, her face flushed, as if saying it was too shameful. I pulled her close and kissed her for a while before letting go. The thought of her being pinned down by someone else made me speechless; only my penis grew harder and harder.
Luckily, my wife was petite and cute, so I could carry her easily. I picked her up from behind, leaving her in only her underwear, and slowly walked towards the bedroom in this extremely shameful position. My wife hid her face in my arms, too ashamed to open her eyes.
I stepped into our cozy little space. The room still smelled of my wife's perfume. Our wedding photo hung above the bed. Just as I was about to put my wife down, my buddy told me not to. He walked over and stood in front of me with a penis much thicker than mine. He could see my wife's most private parts clearly. He stroked my wife for a while, and I could feel her trembling slightly. Goosebumps rose on her snow-white skin. My buddy started rubbing my wife's underwear with his hand. Before long, I could vaguely see wetness. I didn't expect my wife to be aroused so quickly.
My buddy pulled his wife's panties aside and started fiddling with her clitoris. Hearing the squelching sounds, he said, "Your wife's so wet, she'll probably squirt. Squat down a bit so I can relieve myself more easily." In that instant, my wife and I felt a strong sense of humiliation, followed by intense stimulation. I obediently squatted down, supporting my wife with my legs, so my genitals were completely facing upwards. From this position, all three of us could clearly see how my buddy's hands were moving inside my wife's vagina. Once
I was in position, my buddy fiddled with her clitoris, adjusted the angle, and started fiddling with her clitoris. The speed increased, the squelching sounds grew louder, and my wife kept biting my arm, remaining silent. Then I saw my buddy go to the bedside, grab a vibrator, and press it against my wife's clitoris, while his right hand violently vibrated. This time, my wife couldn't help but moan and try to push him away, but it was no use. Soon, my wife was covered in fluid from his vibrator.
Almost without warning, the moment my buddy pulled his hand out, he thrust his penis into my wife's vagina. I could even see the fluid squeezed out the instant it entered. Then came the constant thrusting, not very frequent, but incredibly powerful. Each thrust was a full-length withdrawal and then a full-thrust. Even as I held my wife while he fucked her, I could clearly feel his strength. But this position was exhausting and I couldn't hold it for long. I panted heavily, staring at his large penis going in and out of my wife's vagina. This excitement had already soaked my underwear with the fluid secreted from his penis.
My buddy noticed my exhaustion and told me to put my wife on the bed. Then he made me kneel down and watch. My wife looked at me worriedly, afraid I'd been hurt or hurt by his words. I felt a deep love in her eyes, and my heart warmed. The anxiety I'd been feeling because of her behavior subsided. I looked at her and obediently knelt down. My wife understood my thoughts from my eyes. In that instant, we seemed to become one, perfectly in sync, as if we were back to when we first got together. Her innocent, aroused expression was exactly the same as now. My buddy, seeing this, was both envious and excited. He pulled my wife close, made us face to face, and started... The position was filled with violent thrusting. My wife looked at me with lustful eyes, her hair, which had been tied up, was now loose, with a few strands sticking to her face, making her look incredibly wanton. My buddy fucked her for about ten minutes straight, making her scream and her eyes glaze over. Then, while he was fucking her, he asked my wife for permission to masturbate in front of her. I couldn't take the stimulation. Even masturbating required permission, especially from the person fucking my wife. I stood right in front of my wife and started frantically masturbating in front of her face. My buddy cooperated by half-squatting behind her and thrusting violently. I probably didn't even last ten seconds before I let out a low growl and ejaculated. My wife turned her face away, preventing me from ejaculating on her face. Then my buddy told me we could leave. I didn't say anything and left the bedroom.
After arriving at the second bedroom, I was tormented by the sounds of moaning and thrusting. My penis, caught between anxiety and uncontrollable fantasies of cuckoldry, went from hard to soft, then soft to hard again. The torment was mixed with excitement, and the jealousy in my heart wouldn't go away. Looking at my wife's beautiful photos on my phone, and listening to the sounds from next door, I masturbated again and again. Usually, I only go through a post-coital period after making love with my wife twice, but now I masturbated three times and still felt it wasn't enough. I finally fell asleep when an irresistible fatigue overwhelmed me. Then, I don't know how long I slept, but I was woken up by thirst. I groggily went to the living room to drink some water, and when I was about to go back to my room to sleep, I heard intermittent, suppressed breathing. I followed the sound to the bathroom, and when I looked through the half-open door, I instantly woke up, my genitals suddenly filled with blood, and my head buzzed, unable to believe what I was seeing.

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