Wife's Travel and Big Hybrid

Wife's Trip and Orgy

Author: Green
Field Thick Lust
Word Count: 18143

Being an Official (Part 1)

At night, I slept with my wife in my left arm and her best friend Yuanyuan in my right.

Yuanyuan and my wife met at a tutoring class. They shared similar interests and both liked to have casual sex with men.

Yuanyuan's hometown wasn't in the city, and she didn't own a house there, so she had been living at our house, which gave me a good opportunity to take
advantage of .

Early in the morning.

Xiaohui was making breakfast in the kitchen.

Yuanyuan was lying under me, licking my penis, doing my morning wake-up call.

"Brother Xiong, I'm going back to my hometown in a couple of days."

"Okay, go back to see your parents, but I'll miss you when you leave."

"What's there to miss? It's not like I'm not coming back."

"Hey, I'll miss your little mouth, doing my morning wake-up call every day."

"Then I'll serve you well today."

Yuanyuan's tongue skillfully circled around my glans, the tip of her tongue lightly teasing the urethral opening, making me moan with pleasure.

"You little slut, your skills are getting better and better."

"My skills aren't as good as yours, sister. She licks men more often."

"You mean my wife?"

"Who else could it be?"

My heart skipped a beat. I imagined my wife sluttyly lying between other men's legs, sucking their dicks. I was so
excited that I couldn't control myself. I raised my penis and thrust it deep into Yuanyuan's throat.

"Yuanyuan, how many days are you going back to your hometown this time?"

"A few months, I guess.

" "What are you going to do?

" "I'm going to help my mom run for village committee secretary." "

That's great!" 　　"What's so great about it

? I'll have to offer myself up again." "What do you mean ?" 　　Yuanyuan sighed. "Every time my mom gets promoted, it's because we exchanged our bodies for it. I remember last time , we were almost raped by all the men in the village, and we almost got fucked by the village dogs too." 　　"Your village is so chaotic! Why does your mom still want to be an official?" 　　"For fame, that's her fetish. She likes to save face, to be a high-ranking official." " 　　What face is there if she gets fucked by the whole village?" 　　"She doesn't care. When she's being fucked, she gets excited, screaming like a sow in heat." 　　"And what about your dad? Doesn't he do anything about it?" 　　"He divorced my mom when I was very young. My mom said that men in the world don't know how to cherish women. Before marriage, they treat you like a treasure, but after a while, they treat you like dirt. So she got involved with the village chief . At first, she wanted to spite my dad, but she didn't expect him to divorce her directly." 　　I thought to myself, this woman is so foolish. Even if she's angry, she shouldn't act recklessly. 　　Yuanyuan: "After my mom got involved with the village chief, she became obsessed with becoming an official and had relationships . She didn't care, saying that it didn't matter who a woman was slept with, as long as she could get promoted. In the morning, she was a rich lady with fame and fortune; at night, she was a prostitute with endless orgasms. Others would love to have a life like that." 　　I thought to myself, Yuanyuan's mom is really open-minded. But then again, Yuanyuan's mom's thinking is quite similar to my wife's . 　　Me: "Yuanyuan, when we go back this time, do you want Xiaohui and I to help you?" 　　Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, and she said, "Sure, if Brother Xiong agrees, I want Sister Xiaohui to join me and Mom." 　　"You mean... you want my wife to be messed with by your whole village too?" 　　"Yes, let Sister Xiaohui, my mom, and me be prostitutes together, Brother Xiong, are you willing?" 　　Yuanyuan winked at me, wiggled her buttocks, climbed on top of me, and sat on my hard penis with her open pussy. 　　Her wet, tight, plump pussy enveloped my shaft, and her juices moistened our joined parts. I squeezed Yuanyuan's two plump , and like riding a horse, I moved my buttocks up and down in sync with her movements. 　　"Ah...ah...ah, Xiong-ge, is it comfortable?" 　　"Comfortable! Comfortable." 　　"Promise me, let Sister Xiaohui come back with me. I want you to watch her get gang-raped." 　　I said excitedly, "Promise, promise, I love watching you two sluts get played to death." 　　"Hey, husband, who are you saying is going to get played to death?" 　　I turned around and saw my wife standing by the bed, her face alluring. She lifted her leg, straddled the bed, jumped over my head, and squatted on my face with her buttocks . "Husband, breakfast is ready." My wife's two plump labia slowly parted in front of me, and a tender white egg squeezed out of her vagina. It fell into my open mouth with her vaginal fluid. I gently bit into it. The taste both slutty and fragrant, intoxicating. 　　My wife laughed lasciviously, "Is it good?" 　　"Slutty enough! Flavorful enough!" 　　A few days later. 　　My wife and I took a long leave and went back to our hometown with Yuanyuan. 　　We passed by a small shop on the way. 　　Yuanyuan specially picked out several pairs of stockings—lace, fishnet, and open-crotch pantyhose—saying that the men there liked women dressed provocatively. 　　I said, "Men are all the same everywhere." 　　We took a train first, then transferred to a long-distance train. 　　The long-distance train ride was eight hours. 　　My wife, Yuanyuan, and I sat in the last row. 　　It was late at night. 　　Most people in the carriage were asleep. 　　Yuanyuan couldn't sleep, so she placed her hand on my crotch, stroking it back and forth. "Ah, Xiong-ge, I get so excited just thinking about getting home soon." 　　"I'm excited too, I want to see you and Xiaohui being played with." 　　"Ah, Xiong-ge, I want you." 　　"On the train?" 　　"Come on." 　　Yuanyuan took off her panties, lifted her skirt, climbed onto my seat, and straddled me. 　　I let out a long breath and said, "You're really bold." 　　"What's so special about that? There are even bolder ones in the village." 　　Yuanyuan's plump buttocks swayed up and down, her tight vagina sucking on my penis. 　　I pulled down Yuanyuan's shirt and started sucking on her breasts, asking, "Aren't you afraid someone will see?" 　　She gently shook her head, thrusting out her chest and putting her nipple into my mouth. 　　"Husband, I want some too," came my wife's voice. She seemed aroused by our lovemaking.

Desire.

Yuanyuan wiggled her hips and hugged me tightly, saying, "It's full."

My wife looked at me seductively and said in a coquettish voice, "I want it."

Yuanyuan swayed her hips, her fleshy pussy sucking on my penis with a "squeak, squeak," and moaned, "There's more
than Brother Xiong."

My wife took my hand and called to me in a coquettish whisper, her bright eyes full of spring, like a female dog in heat.

I pretended not to see her.

"Honey, shall I go find someone else?" My wife bit her lip and murmured.

I nodded.

My wife was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't believe I would agree, but then she blushed and turned around. There was
a man dressed in a not-too-old-fashioned way next to her.

Yuanyuan looked at my wife with a mischievous smile.

I said, "Let's keep it quiet. I want to see what Xiaohui does."

My wife gently pushed the man, and the man opened his eyes and saw my wife smiling at him in a daze.

"What are you doing?"

My wife gestured for him to be quiet, and then slowly reached down from his thigh to his crotch.

The man shuddered. "Are you a prostitute?"

His wife, startled, glanced at me furtively, her expression suggesting she was being mistaken for one. Then,
blushing, she nodded to the man.

The man stroked his chin, scrutinizing her before a satisfied expression appeared on his face. He then nudged
a young man next door.

The young man woke up to find his wife rubbing his accomplice's penis.

The man said to the young man, "Want to play together?"

The young man rubbed his eyes, stared at his wife, and his eyes lit up with lust. "Come on," he said.

His wife, seemingly surprised by the presence of two men, panicked and said, "I only want one."

The man said, "You're being picky, you whore. I'll give you extra money later."

His wife said, "Keep your voice down."

The man and the young man chuckled lewdly, pulling his wife into their arms.

The man pressed his wife's head between his legs, pulled out his penis, and shoved it into her mouth.

"Mmm..."

The young man pulled up his wife's long skirt from behind, dragging her panties down to her ankles.

"You're so slutty, your panties are so small."

"Look at your delicate skin, you're from the city, right?"

Wife: "Yes."

"How did you come to the countryside to become a prostitute?"

Wife thought for a moment, then said, "I like it."

The man leered and said to his companion, "Take off all her clothes."

"Waaah, no, someone will see us." Wife protested.

"You like it, don't you?"

The two men stripped their wife naked.

Wife covered her breasts with one hand and her genitals with the other, seemingly nervous and shy, her body leaning against the two men
, pressed tightly against them.

Yuanyuan: "Sister Xiaohui, you're so bold, so shameless."

I watched the men ravage my wife while excitedly fucking Yuanyuan.

The two men were only focused on playing with their wives, completely unaware that Yuanyuan and I were watching.

One of them made his wife give him oral sex, while the other fucked her from behind.

"Waaah..."

The car bumped along the way.

The wife was sandwiched between two men, her round, fleshy buttocks rising and falling between their hips. Her face was flushed, her expression a mixture of
shame resentment, and extreme excitement. She trembled all over as she was being fucked.

The men changed positions; one continued to thrust into her juicy, wet vagina, while the other shoved into
her .

"Ugh! Wow!" The wife almost screamed, quickly covering her mouth with her hands.

She sat half-upright on the ground, her muscles tense, her buttocks seemingly unable to withstand the men's fierce assault, trembling violently like a building
about to Her large breasts bounced up and down on her chest like two fleeing
rabbits.

Her body trembled more and more violently, and she couldn't help but reach out and grab the back of the chair in front of her, her palms slippery with sweat.
She raised her buttocks high, and her juices flowed down like a small river from between her flesh and the men's.

Yuanyuan: "Sister is so horny."

"Are you horny or is she horny?"

"Of course, it's Sister Xiaohui."

Watching my wife's lewd act, my blood was boiling, and my penis thrust hard into Yuanyuan's fat hole.

"Oh! I'm going to cum, twist your ass hard." The man slapped his wife's fat buttocks while growling.

My wife was like a mare, hearing her master's call, twisting her slender waist, raising her fat buttocks, her fleshy hole "plop,
plop" swallowing and spitting out the man's penis, her labia opening and closing, dancing in mid-air, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

"Ugh!" Suddenly, my wife leaned down and hugged the man's neck, her beautiful face contorted, her teeth biting her lip,
trying her best to suppress her moans, her fleshy hole and anus tightly wrapped around the two penises, sucking out their semen...

The sky gradually brightened.

The car arrived at the station.

I gently woke Yuanyuan, who was sleeping in my arms, "We're here."

Yuanyuan slowly opened her eyes, stretching like a lazy cat.

I wanted to wake my wife again, but I found that two men had woken her up before I could.

My wife had put her suit back on and was sitting between the two men, looking like their wife.

I felt a little jealous.

Yuanyuan said, "Let's get off first."

I hesitated for a while, but finally got off the bus with Yuanyuan.

Passengers got off the bus one after another, mostly simply dressed farmers, with only a few couples who seemed to be tourists.

The driver squatted by the roadside smoking, waiting for all the passengers to get off.

Yuanyuan and I stood under the bus for about 10 minutes.

I asked, "Why isn't Xiaohui getting off yet?"

Yuanyuan replied, "Let's get our luggage." "

Getting our luggage won't take that long."

Yuanyuan walked to the back window of the bus, near where we had been sitting, patted the window, and called out, "Sister Xiaohui,
Sister Xiaohui."

The window slowly opened, and my wife stuck her head out of the bus. I saw that her expression was a little strange. She was holding onto the window
railing with both hands, but her body seemed to be being bumped from behind, swaying forward.

My wife bit her lip, almost moaning, and said, "You...you guys go ahead, I'll come find you later."

Yuanyuan gave me a mischievous look, then smiled at my wife and said, "Then we'll wait for you at the pavilion over there."

My wife blushed and nodded in agreement.

Of course, I could see the strangeness in my wife; she must have been fucked by those two men in the car again.

I smoothed my crotch, pushed my erection aside, and followed Yuanyuan to the pavilion...

My wife didn't return to us until the car drove away.

When she came back, her posture was a little awkward, her legs slightly apart.

Yuanyuan: "Done having fun?"

"Bullshit, it's all your fault."

Me: "You're a slut, don't blame others. Honey, what happened to your leg?"

The blush that had just faded from my wife's face returned, and she said with a hint of embarrassment, "Why are you asking so many questions?"

"I'm just concerned about you."

My wife glared at me and said, "Why are you so concerned? Why don't you care about how much money I've made for you?"

"Money? What money?"

"Your wife worked as a prostitute all night, didn't you get any income?"

Xiaohui said, lifting her skirt. She was naked from the waist down. Between her two parted labia, there were
several old ten-yuan bills, with white semen on them.

"It's filthy, get it out for me right away."

"Wife, where are your underwear? Did they take it as a souvenir?"

My wife scolded, "Who wants it as a souvenir? Underwear... they stuffed my underwear up their ass."

I slapped my wife's butt hard and said, "Wife, you're born to be a prostitute."

"You like me being a prostitute?"

"Yes, I like it to death!"

We entered the village and walked through several small stone streets.

Yuanyuan pointed to a small villa in front of her and said, "Look, this is my home."

I said, "It's so big! Does the whole house belong to you?"

"It's a country house. If you like, I'll have my mom build one for you too."

"Great, great!"

My wife said, "Honey, what nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you shameless?"

I grinned and said, "Yuanyuan is family."

My wife rolled her eyes at me and said, "Who said you're family? You're just trying to take advantage of others."

Yuanyuan said, "Sister Xiaohui, what are you saying? Brother Xiong is family. I'll go back and tell my mom."

My wife said, "Oh, Yuanyuan, he's crazy, why are you going crazy with him?"

I laughed heartily.

"Mom, we're here." Yuanyuan pressed the doorbell.

A stunningly beautiful young woman opened the door.

Yuanyuan: "This is my legendary mother."

I carefully looked at the young woman in front of me and exclaimed, "Auntie, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful."

The woman's voice was charming, "Is this girl saying behind my back that I look like an ugly monster?"

I quickly waved my hand and said, "No, no, Auntie is even more beautiful than I imagined."

She smiled slightly and said, "Don't be so polite, just call me Meiqing, that's what everyone in the village calls me. Calling me
Auntie makes me sound old."

"Okay, okay, then I'll call you Meiqing, Meiqing is a perfect name for Auntie."

Meiqing smiled and made a gesture of invitation, "Come in."

The living room was spacious and bright, with a simple and stylish decoration. You really couldn't tell that this was a rural place.

Meiqing: "You've been traveling all day, have you all eaten anything?"

Yuanyuan: "No, we didn't have time to eat while traveling."

"I'll go get you something."

Xiaohui: "Auntie, don't bother."

"No trouble at all, just some simple dishes."

Yuanyuan: "Mom, I want honey salad."

Meiqing said: "When did I learn to make this dish?"

"Hehe, didn't you make it for our village chief last year?"

Meiqing paused, as if suddenly remembering something. She glared at Yuanyuan shyly and said, "Nonsense."

"Mom, stop pretending. Ah Xiong and Xiaohui both know about you."

Meiqing exclaimed in surprise: "You told them all?"

"Yes, you told them all."

"Oh, you silly girl." Meiqing scolded, her face flushed.

Yuanyuan: "Mom, hurry up and make one, I want to eat."

Meiqing: "Make it yourself if you want to eat."

"Then go and prepare the vegetables for me, I'll cook."

Yuanyuan patted her bottom and stood up.

Meiqing: "Are you really going to do this?"

"To entertain VIPs."

Meiqing brought a plate of vegetables from the kitchen, including cucumbers, cherry tomatoes, lettuce, etc...

Yuanyuan climbed onto the table with her butt sticking out. She lifted her skirt and took off her underwear.

Meiqing secretly glanced at me and Xiaohui, then turned to Yuanyuan and said, "How could I have raised such a
shameless daughter?"

Yuanyuan grinned and said, "It's all thanks to Mom's good teaching."

She picked up the vegetables from the plate and stuffed them into her vagina, then put

the vegetables, now covered in her vaginal fluid, back onto the plate. The vegetables became glistening and transparent after passing through Yuanyuan's vagina.

After Yuanyuan pushed all the vegetables back into the plate, she said, "Mom, I forgot what to do next."

Meiqing flicked her daughter's head with her finger, took off her slippers, stepped onto the chair next to her, and stood on the table. She lifted
her apron, slowly squatted down, and spread her long, beautiful legs, which were clad in flesh-colored pantyhose. The pantyhose was open-crotch, and there were no panties
underneath . Her full mons pubis looked smooth and tender, without a single pubic hair.

She picked up a cherry tomato, pressed it against her clitoris, and slowly rubbed it.

Meiqing's expression became alluring and wanton, her captivating eyes narrowed. She moaned softly, her fingers
gradually increasing pressure. Tomato juice mixed with Meiqing's vaginal fluid dripped slowly. Meiqing brought her buttocks closer to the plate, raised her small, pantyhose-
clad , and pushed her fingers against the tomato into her vagina…

Meiqing continued to stir her labia, her fingers going in and out of her vagina. Suddenly, a few muffled "plop" sounds rang out. Meiqing
seemed to be stimulated; her buttocks trembled and lifted, and glistening nectar spurted from her vagina, spilling into the plate.

Wife: "She's so sensitive."

Me: "More sensitive than you?"

"I don't know."

Yuanyuan: "The food's served."

The honey-glazed salad was refreshing and delicious, with a woman's unique flavor—a feast for both the eyes and the palate.

My wife and I stayed at Yuanyuan's house.

This time, I was really enjoying myself, being served by three stunning beauties at the same time, living like an emperor.

Yuanyuan: "Brother Xiong, does it feel good when I lick you like this?"

Me: "Yes, it feels good. Your oral skills are the best." "Better

than mine?" Meiqing spread her legs, sat on my face, and pressed her plump vulva against my
lips.

I stuck out my tongue and licked it to my heart's content.

Meiqing moaned, "Is my vulva tasty?"

I swallowed my saliva, along with the vaginal fluid that flowed into my mouth.

Meiqing's vulva was plump and tender, full and swollen. My mouth and nose were immersed in her wet hole, and I felt like
I was suffocating.

"Honey, I want some too."

Xiaohui grabbed my hand, and I felt my fingers slip into a wet, sticky hole,
the inner walls writhing and gripping my fingers.

"Honey, stimulate me, stimulate me harder."

Xiaohui grabbed my arm, wanting me to probe her wet hole like a vibrator.

Three lewd women tormented me for half the night.

I suddenly realized that this wasn't the life of an emperor after all; if this continued, I might be drained dry.

These past few days, I've been sleeping until noon because I'm too tired at night.

Yuanyuan: "Awake?"

I grunted in response, realizing my legs were a little weak because last night's activity was too intense.

"Where are they?"

Yuanyuan: "Sister Xiaohui asked my mom to take her sightseeing."

"Where to?"

"In the village, I guess."

"How's Auntie's election going? I haven't heard her mention it these past few days." "

There's been some trouble with the election."

"What kind of trouble?"

"There's a widow in the village, surnamed Zhang. Her husband died in an accident last year, and somehow she got together with the village chief
. Now she's trying to compete with my mom for the position of village secretary."

"Your mom took several years to get to this position. How can this widow Zhang rise to the top so quickly?"

"To become an official in the village, the village chief first reports to the county, and then the county approves it. But usually, approval
is granted, it's just that getting reported is difficult because there are limited spots, and everyone wants to get one. So, it means that everyone
who wants to be an official has to please the village chief. I heard that widow Zhang is a college graduate,
more educated and experienced than my mom, and she's very pretty. She's especially popular with the village chief."

"But I think Auntie is just as good."

"My mom isn't bad, but I'm afraid the village chief has been playing around for so many years, he'll get tired of it and want to find a college student to change things up."

I thought to myself, that would be a problem.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by a doorbell.

Yuanyuan ran to open the door.

"Uncle Wang, what brings you here?"

"You...your mom...hurry...hurry..."

"Uncle Wang, slow down, what happened to my mom?"

"Widow Zhang and your mom are fighting over who's the village secretary, she said...she said she wants your mom to be fucked by a dog!"

Yuanyuan exclaimed in shock: "Take me there!"

Uncle Wang led us away at breakneck speed.

The three of us arrived at a large courtyard, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers.

"Go for it, Meiqing, we support you."

"To be our village secretary, you have to get past this."

A few thugs in the village were jeering.

Yuanyuan: "Make way! Make way!"

We squeezed to the center of the crowd.

Meiqing was looking at a dog, seemingly hesitant, while her wife held Meiqing's hand, as if to stop her from going.

Beside them stood a pretty, delicate-looking woman. The woman glanced sideways at Meiqing and said, "So, are you
going to take the position or not? If you become this yellow dog's wife today, I'll give you the village secretary's position."

I thought to myself, this woman must be the widow Zhang that Yuanyuan mentioned.

Yuanyuan glared angrily at the widow Zhang and shouted, "Zhang, what do you mean? You haven't even become secretary yet,
and you're already passing the position around? Is your name even on the deed?"

"Oh, let's see who it is. It's this slut's daughter. Sorry, I'm not surnamed Zhang anymore
. From now on, I'll take the village chief's surname, Liu. Please call me Liu Lingling."

"Pah, you shameless thing!"

"Who's shameless? Is it you? Or your mother?"

"I said it's you!"

"Oh...it's you." Lingling said, laughing loudly to the side.

This caused the surrounding people to join in the laughter.

Yuanyuan trembled with anger, her eyes seemingly spitting fire, as if she wanted to slap the woman.

Meiqing: "Yuanyuan, don't worry about me. Once your mother becomes the Party Secretary, she'll teach this woman a lesson." She shook off
her wife 's hand, walked to the dog, and was about to take off her skirt.

However, the yellow dog seemed frightened by Meiqing's imposing presence and hurriedly ran back a few steps.

Lingling: "Oh dear, I didn't expect even a dog wouldn't even look at you, you slut."

Yuanyuan: "Fuck your mother, I'll slap you to death!"

Just then, a loud male voice suddenly rang out from behind the crowd, "What's all the noise about? Everyone
disperse!"

The crowd quickly parted to both sides, creating a long path. At the end of the path, a middle-aged man walked over with
his hands .

Lingling: "Village Chief."

The middle-aged man nodded.

Yuanyuan: "Village Chief!"

The middle-aged man: "Little brat, you're back? Why didn't you say hello?"

Yuanyuan said sweetly, "I haven't had a chance yet."

The village chief pointed at Lingling: "I'll settle accounts with you later." He then asked Meiqing, "What's going on here?"

Meiqing lowered her head and said, "Nothing... nothing's wrong."

"Nothing's wrong? Why are so many people gathered around?"

Lingling went over and hugged the village chief's arm. "We're just watching a show."

"Watching a show?"

Lingling smiled mischievously without speaking.

The village chief raised his hand and waved it around. "Alright, alright, everyone disperse."

The crowd dispersed.

Yuanyuan and Meiqing were ordered by the village chief to his office.

My wife and I, worried, followed them to the village chief's office from a distance, then hid by
the door and peeked through the window.

Lingling, with her arm around the village chief, sat on the armrest of his office chair, watching Meiqing and Yuanyuan with a mocking expression.

Meiqing, like a child who had done something wrong, stood before the village chief.

The village chief said, "Meiqing, is this how you run for village secretary? You'll have to deal with this yourself."

Meiqing, with tears in her eyes, said aggrievedly, "Village chief, about this..."

The village chief raised his hand to interrupt Meiqing, "Alright, don't explain anything. You decide how you'll be punished
."

Meiqing was stunned for a long time, finally swallowing back the words she was about to say. She let go of her daughter's hand,
walked tremblingly to the village chief, slowly knelt on the ground, stuck out her buttocks, and pulled her skirt up to her waist.

Meiqing's buttocks were large and round, shaped like a ripe peach. She wore a pair of dark flesh-colored
pantyhose , the thin silk revealing her smooth skin. Underneath the pantyhose was a thong, deeply embedded
between her two sexy buttocks.

Lingling: "You're dressed really provocatively."

The village chief stood up, looking at Meiqing's high, round buttocks, and shook his crotch. Then, he took out
a long black whip from a drawer under the table and pressed it against Meiqing's round buttocks. "How many?"

Meiqing trembled and said, "Ten...ten."

"Count yourself." Before the village chief finished speaking, he swung the black whip.

The whip became a black shadow, striking Meiqing's fleshy buttocks heavily, making a crisp sound like a firecracker. Meiqing

dared not disobey the village chief's order, maintaining the position of her high, round buttocks, her plump, snowy buttocks
undulating .

After five lashes, the village chief, with his fat belly protruding, panted heavily.

Lingling: "Village Chief, you're tired. Let me take your place."

The village chief hesitated for a moment, then handed the whip to Lingling.

Meiqing lay on the ground, watching Lingling take the whip from the village chief's hand. Her expression was a mixture of shame,
anger, and pain.

Yuanyuan gritted her teeth, but out of respect for the village chief, she dared not retaliate.

Lingling looked triumphantly at Meiqing on the ground, placing one foot on Meiqing's buttocks. The heel of her high heel
pierced through pantyhose, pressing against her short underwear, and then she stepped into Meiqing's anus.

"Waaah..." Humiliated tears slid down Meiqing's cheeks.

Lingling, however, maintained her triumphant smile. She swung the whip, unleashing its fury. The whip struck Meiqing
's buttocks like thunder, making a loud "crack.

" "Ouch! Ah... 6..." Meiqing howled in pain.

Finally, counting from 6 to 10, Meiqing's stockings were torn by the whip, leaving red marks on her fair buttocks.

My wife gripped my hand, her palms sweaty.

I looked at her, reassuring her with my eyes not to be nervous.

Yuanyuan glared fiercely at Lingling, as if vowing revenge.

We returned to Yuanyuan's house.

Yuanyuan: "I'm so angry!" She kicked off her shoes in a fit of rage, taking her anger out on the sofa cushions.

My wife and I helped Meiqing lie down on the bed and applied ointment to her wounds.

Yuanyuan: "I want revenge! I want revenge!"

Xiaohui: "We need to plan this carefully. That Lingling is not easy to deal with."

Yuanyuan: "Just looking at her face makes me want to slap her to death."

Me: "I'll rape that slut and get revenge for you."

Yuanyuan: "Okay! Ah Xiong, let's go now."

Xiaohui: "Ah Xiong, what time is it? Stop fooling around and talk about serious matters." She then asked Yuanyuan: "
What does the village chief like the most?"

"His favorite thing is, of course, women." "

But he seems to really like that Lingling now. That woman is very shrewd, and it's not easy for us to get involved.

So I want to know, besides women, is there any other way to get close to the village chief?"

"Let me think about that." Yuanyuan fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Yuanyuan suddenly raised her hand and said: "I think I've thought of something."

The wife excitedly said: "What is it? Tell me quickly!"

"I heard that the village chief has two sons who have been studying in other places. It seems that they have returned now."

The wife's eyes lit up and she said: "Good idea, then let's seduce his two sons and cut off their supply."

With that decided, they began to act.

The next day, Yuanyuan found out that the village chief was out.

This seemed like a golden opportunity.

But when we saw the village chief's two
sons They were only about the age of high school students.

What could these little kids possibly do?

We couldn't help but feel discouraged.

"Hey, it's you," a man said, pointing at my wife.

I thought the man looked familiar, but I couldn't quite place him.

My wife blushed when she saw him.

The man said, "You've come to my door looking for a prostitute?"

Then I remembered—it was the man my wife and I had slept with in the car that night.

Xiao Hui: "I...I'm here to see the village chief."

"That kid went to Widow Zhang's house."

Yuan Yuan: "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm his older brother."

"Older brother? Our village chief's older brother?"

The man straightened up and said, "What? Can't you tell?"

"But I've never heard of him..."

"It's not surprising you haven't heard of him. My younger brother hangs out in the village every day. I went to the city a long time ago, and now I'm taking care of his
two precious sons, who are studying there."

Wife: "You're a teacher?"

The man smiled: "I can tell?"

"You have a kind of pride that comes with being a teacher." The wife gave the man a fawning smile, then murmured:
"Then...what about the other person that day?"

"He's my student, and also the teacher of your village chief's two precious sons."

Yuan Yuan: "You're amazing, being both our village chief's older brother and the teacher of our village chief's sons' teacher."

The man laughed heartily.

Wife: "Teacher Liu, could you please do us a favor?"

"What favor?"

Yuanyuan: "My mom wants to run for village secretary, and we'd like you to put in a good word for her with the village chief. You're
the village chief 's older brother, so your words will definitely carry the most weight."

Man: "Who's your mom?"

"My mom's name is Meiqing."

"Oh! I know, I know."

"You know?"

"Your mom's ass is notoriously horny, just like…" He suddenly reached out and pinched his wife's shapely buttocks,
then continued , "Just as horny as her ass."

His wife let out a coquettish cry, "Teacher Liu, you're so naughty!"

Yuanyuan pleaded, "Teacher Liu, will you agree to help us?"

"My foolish brother is completely infatuated with that widow Zhang. He's even openly abandoning his wife. His
wife came crying to the city begging me for help. That rascal shouldn't be with that widow Zhang."

Yuanyuan: "That's right, women who make men divorce are the most hateful."

Wife: "They're worse than prostitutes."

Teacher Liu said to his wife: "Yes, yes, that widow Zhang is definitely inferior to you in every way."

His wife understood Teacher Liu's implication and said shyly: "Oh dear, who said I'm a prostitute?" She pulled me in
front of Teacher Liu and said to him: "Teacher Liu, let me formally introduce you, this is my husband, Xiong."

Teacher Liu was stunned, seemingly finding it unbelievable, "Then you...you...that night..."

His wife stuck out her tongue, smiled mischievously at Teacher Liu, and said: "That was a game my husband and I played
."

Me: "Teacher Liu, I'm sorry, you misunderstood."

"Oh, oh, oh," he said, turning around somewhat awkwardly. "Why are you all
standing at the door? Come inside, let's talk inside."

Thanks to Mr. Liu's connection, my wife and I successfully infiltrated the village chief's inner circle.

Mr. Liu even gave us a suggestion:

my wife would pretend to be his student, teaching the village chief's son English.

I would pretend to be another of Mr. Liu's students, acting as his assistant.

Of course, Mr. Liu's motives weren't pure. Every night, he and his male student would
take turns making Sometimes the three of them would squeeze into one large bed,
sandwiching my wife between them.

I would sleep in the next room, listening to the creaking of the bed while my wife and I made our wanton moans and masturbated.

Days passed, but the village chief didn't return.

We learned that he and that widow Zhang had gone on a trip abroad.

During this time, my wife and I tried our best to build relationships with the village chief's family.

(Part 2)

Thanks to Mr. Liu's connection, my wife and I successfully infiltrated the village chief's inner circle.

Teacher Liu gave us an idea.

He had my wife pretend to be his student, teaching the village chief's son English.

I, in turn, would pretend to be another of Teacher Liu's students, acting as his assistant.

Of course, Teacher Liu's motives weren't entirely pure. Every night, he and his male student would
take turns making love to my wife on her bed. Sometimes, the three of them would squeeze into one large bed,
sandwiching my wife between them.

I would sleep in the next room, listening to the creaking of the bed while my wife and I made our wanton moans and masturbated.

Days passed, but the village chief didn't return.

We found out that he and that widow Zhang had gone on a trip abroad.

During this time, my wife and I tried our best to build relationships with the village chief's family.

One day, we passed by the study of the village chief's two sons. My wife was inside teaching the two little brats.

Curiosity struck me, and I wanted to see what my wife looked like as a teacher. She had always said she wanted to be a teacher, and this
was the perfect opportunity.

I walked to the door, gently pushed it open, and peeked through the crack.

Two boys stood with their backs to the door in front of the desk, intently watching their wife squatting on the wooden table.

Why was she squatting on the table? I peeked inside and almost had a nosebleed.

Her skirt was hanging at her waist, her buttocks bare, her legs spread wide, offering her vulva to the two boys
for them to feast their eyes on. The two boys held pencils, using the tips to tease her plump labia, occasionally shoving
the pencil shafts into her vagina, stirring them around inside. The tender flesh inside gripped the pencil shafts, and glistening vaginal fluid
dripped down them.

"Okay, okay, are you done playing?" my wife asked shyly, blushing.

"Teacher, it's not time yet, we agreed on one minute," one of the boys said.

"Teacher, spread your legs a little wider," the other boy said.

"Oh dear, you two little rascals, you've made... made the teacher all wet."

My wife complained, but her legs obediently spread wider. She wore stockings, and her plump feet
were propped up on either side of the table. She stood on tiptoe, bringing her buttocks closer to the two boys.

"Teacher, you're so lewd, your pussy is all wet."

"It's all... it's all your fault, um... be gentle... you're going in too deep."

My wife's erect clitoris, like a sprouting bean, protruded from her foreskin. The two boys held pencils,
clamping her clitoris like chopsticks. My wife let out a soft cry, her legs trembling with stimulation. The pencils clamped her clitoris, sometimes squeezing it flat,
sometimes , the pink bud struggling and trembling between the pencil tips.

"...No...I can't take it anymore..."

"Teacher, your legs are shaking so badly, is it stimulating?"

"It's too stimulating, don't keep squeezing here, I...I can't take it..."

"But the teacher promised us that as long as we get the questions right, we can play with you however we want." "

But...but there...it's really...too sensitive...waaaah..."

The wife bit her lip, her eyes narrowed, her expression a mixture of pain and excitement. Her legs
trembled uncontrollably, as if she were about to lose all strength. Her buttocks bounced with each movement, her vagina contracting and opening, releasing streams of vaginal fluid. The two
boys, aroused, thrust their pencils harder with each stroke.

"Waaah! I can't take it anymore!"

Suddenly, the wife's buttocks jerked back, her body trembling violently as if collapsing. In the spasm, her buttocks
suddenly thrust forward, and the two pencils slid into her open vaginal canal. "Plop plop!" A glistening liquid...
It gushed out from between my wife's legs, splashing everywhere...

"Wow! Teacher peed!"

"There's so much, it's even on my face."

The two kids shouted excitedly.

"Don't shout, don't shout, someone will hear you." My wife gasped.

After her orgasm, my wife slumped onto the table, seeing her own fluids splattered on the two boys' faces. She seemed
both amused and ashamed. She took some tissues and wiped the boys clean.

The two boys chuckled, bringing their clothes, still wet with her fluids, to their noses and smelling them. "Teacher's
pee smells good."

"It's not pee." "

Huh? What is it then?"

"It's...it's Teacher's vaginal fluid." My wife said shyly, "Alright, let me rest for a bit.
You review the questions you just learned. We'll teach you new material later."

"Okay!" The two kids twirled their pencils excitedly in agreement.

My wife slowly climbed down from the desk, pulled her skirt down to her knees, and saw me as she walked to the door.

"Honey, what are you doing here?"

"Watching your show."

"Get lost, so...so you saw everything?"

I chuckled and said, "You're quite the teacher."

"Go away, I'm not talking to you anymore."

My wife swayed her slender waist and went to the bathroom. There was someone in the bathroom, the village chief's servant, Old Zheng,
cleaning .

My wife didn't know he was there. She opened the door and went in, only to see Old Zheng holding a pair of women's panties,
sniffing them. My wife was stunned for a moment, then realized that the purple, lace-trimmed panties were hers.

Old Zheng smelled the panties, his crotch open, his right hand gripping his hard penis,
stroking . My wife suddenly burst in, appearing in front of him. Old Zheng panicked, but didn't have time
to drop the panties.

"Ah! Ah! I...I'm...sorry..." Old Zheng was overwhelmed with shame, his words tumbling out incoherently.

Xiao Hui blushed, gave Lao Zheng an awkward smile, and pointed to the underwear in his hand, saying, "This... seems to be
mine..."

"Yes... yes... yes... I... I accidentally found it in the toilet, so... so I wanted to
give it back to you..." he said, handing the underwear to his wife while shoving his engorged penis into his pants and
zipping it up, looking quite disheveled. His

wife looked at Lao Zheng and couldn't help but chuckle. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "If you like it,
you can have it."

"Really!" Lao Zheng was overjoyed.

"Yes, you can have it."

Overjoyed, Lao Zheng didn't know what to say, scratching his head with the hand that had just been used to take out his penis.

Wife: "Excuse me, may I use the toilet?"

"Sure, sure, go ahead..." Looking down, he noticed the stockings on his wife's legs. "Oh, your
stockings seem wet. Take them off, I'll wash them for you."

"No need." "

It's alright, it's alright, I'll wash them for you."

Old Zheng stared at his wife's beautiful legs in stockings, as if he were looking at a priceless treasure. His mouth watered. The
sheer flesh-colored stockings showed signs of wetness, a long, dark line running down from her crotch.

His wife couldn't refuse Old Zheng's "kindness" and took off her wet stockings for him. Old Zheng brought the stockings to his nose,
took a deep breath, his expression one of ecstasy, as if he were tasting nectar...

After lunch, his wife continued teaching the village chief's two brats.

In the study, my wife, naked from the waist down and only wearing her top, squatted at the desk.
The hair on her mons pubis had been shaved clean by the two boys with razors. She held a ballpoint pen between her
legs, swaying her hips as she corrected their practice problems.

"This is wrong,"

she said, her hands on the table, thrusting her ample buttocks forward, bringing the pen close to the notebook, and
circling the incorrect question with the pen tip.

"Teacher is so amazing," one boy said.

"Are you saying the teacher's vagina is amazing, or her teaching is amazing?" another boy asked.

My wife said, "Stop fooling around, look at the question."

"Teacher, you've dripped water on the notebook."

"Oh dear, it's all your fault, move the notebook a little."

"Teacher, hold the pen tighter, it looks like it's going to slip out."

"Mind yourselves, look at the question."

I stood outside the door, watching my wife's lewd behavior, and couldn't resist pulling out my penis and masturbating.

The two boys, like me, were also secretly masturbating under the table.

After grading the test, the wife got down from her desk and sat naked on the chair. The two children diligently
corrected all the wrong answers and handed them to her for her to review carefully.

After reviewing them, the wife closed the notebook. "Hmm, all correct now, you've learned well."

"It's all thanks to the teacher!"

"Hey, you're good at flattering." "

We don't know how to flatter, we only know how to flatter the teacher's butt."

"Go away, you're so frivolous. I just praised you, and now you're saying something weird again."

One of the boys took out a game console, saying he wanted to relax. The wife thought for a moment and agreed to play a game with them. It

was a racing game. The wife picked up the controller and was about to start when the boy ran over and twisted her hands behind her back,
tying them up with a rope.

The wife said, "What are you doing? Can't I play?"

"Of course, but the teacher is going to play it a special way."

The two boys tied up the wife, made her spread her legs, stick out her bare, plump buttocks, and the boy aimed the long
handle at the wife's open vulva, slowly inserting it into her vagina.

"Oh dear..." The wife was both surprised and embarrassed.

The boy said, "We'll play with our hands, teacher, you play with your butt."

"This...how am I supposed to play like this?"

"Look like this."

The boy flicked the controller, following the race car on the TV. The village chief's other son, seeing his wife still unsure
how to operate it, slapped her on the buttocks, urging her to hurry up and twist. The wife cried out, "Ouch!"
A sound followed, and her hips swayed. On the TV, her wife's race car sped forward, but it wobbled and
occasionally crashed into the wall, causing the controller to vibrate wildly. This made her involuntarily squeeze her legs together and moan softly.

"Teacher, you're so useless." The boy's race car had almost left her half a lap behind.

Her wife's pretty face flushed red. "You try it! You know how hard this is!" But she seemed unwilling
to be told she was useless by a few kids. She vigorously swayed her hips, her eyes fixed on the TV screen.

The boy said, "Come and chase me."

"Fine, I will."

Her wife adjusted her breathing and tried to control the controller by swaying her hips. Her operation seemed to gradually become more proficient. She took off
her slippers and stepped barefoot on the ground. Her delicate feet would sometimes rise and straighten, sometimes step back. Her body would sometimes
bend and sometimes straighten. Her smooth, slender waist was like a water snake, twisting and turning rhythmically. Only occasionally would she suddenly swing her hips
to one side. The race car on the screen spun and turned sharply, without touching the side railing at all.

"Almost...almost catching up with you, right?" the wife gasped.

The boy grunted and tightened his grip.

The wife's race car gradually caught up from behind, closely following the boy's. The village chief's other son couldn't help but
cheer for his wife.

At this moment, I was also drawn into the race, completely absorbed in it.

The wife's expression was serious, her body drenched in fragrant sweat. She endured the stimulation inside her body while controlling the race car, not daring
to relax for a moment. The handle inserted into her vagina, due to the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, slipped down several times, but the wife
pushed it back with the corner of the table. The wife stuck out her buttocks, simply pressing her vulva against the edge of the table corner to prevent the handle from slipping out suddenly.
This posture, which seemed like being fucked, was both seductive and lewd. The village chief's other son couldn't resist touching
the wife's upturned buttocks, inserting his fingers into his wife's anus.

"What are you doing?" The wife was startled by the sudden stimulation, her whole body trembled involuntarily, and she almost slid her
race car off the track.

"Teacher, don't look at me, keep playing."

"You...you two are cheating."

The boy operating the race car said, "Hehe, you can't win, so you say we're cheating."

"Who...who said I can't win?"

The wife clenched her anus tightly, preventing the boy's fingers from easily entering, while simultaneously clenching the handle inside her vagina
, twisting her waist to control the race car.

At this moment, the two race cars were almost side by side, but the wife's race car was slightly behind. Just as the boy's race car was about to
cross the finish line, the wife suddenly relaxed her anus, and the boy's fingers instantly slid into her anus. "Ugh!" The wife
endured the stimulation, concentrating all her strength in her vagina, clenching the handle tightly, supporting herself with her feet on the ground, and violently
swaying her buttocks to the side.

The wife's race car brushed against the boy's car and rushed out of bounds! The wife's

hands were tied behind her back with hemp rope, making it impossible for her to maintain her balance. Her tilted body almost lost its footing, and the handle
fell to the ground with a "thud." A stream of water gushed out from the tender, everted cavity. The wife
couldn't help but tremble violently, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.

"Damn it!" The boy slammed the controller to the ground in anger.

"Beautiful! Beautiful!" another boy exclaimed.

The wife was panting heavily, wiping the saliva from her mouth and the sweat from her face with her shoulder.

"One more round!" the boy said, picking up the controller from the ground.

"Come on then."

Two weeks later, the village chief finally returned.

That annoying Lingling was also there, dressed in designer clothes, with the village chief's secretary carrying large bags of
gifts bought from abroad. After entering the house, Lingling took off her high heels and waited for Lao Zheng to bring her slippers.
Her demeanor was just like that of a lady of the house. Lao Zheng stared blankly at her silk-stockinged feet. Lingling's
expression changed, seemingly disgusted and contemptuous. She scolded Lao Zheng and threatened to fire him.

"Lao Zheng, you're not feeling well today. Let me do it." I came to Lao Zheng's rescue, took a pair of slippers,
and brought them to Lingling's feet.

Lingling snorted, put on her slippers, and glared at Old Zheng.

The two children, seeing their father return, excitedly ran out of the house. The village chief beamed, wanting to
share the gifts he'd brought back with them, but the two children couldn't wait. They plunged into the pile of luggage and started rummaging through it themselves.

Lingling: "Hey! Stop! This is my luggage, don't mess it up!" She shoved the two
children aside.

The two little brats stumbled and nearly fell, but his wife rushed forward to catch them.

Village Chief: "Ah Ling, what are you doing?"

"I...I told them not to rummage around."

"Why did you push them? What if they fell!"

The two children, having been wronged, now emboldened by their father's support, immediately retaliated, pointing at Lingling and cursing, "You
bitch , you're going to die!"

Lingling retorted angrily, "You...you dare to curse!"

Village Chief: "How dare you speak to your aunt like that? Apologize right now."

"No way! Who told this bitch to push us!" They hid behind their wife, burying their heads in the crook of her
arm .

The village chief made a move to hit them, but his wife stopped him. "Village Chief, the children are naughty, a few words will suffice." His wife's
tone softened, her voice gentle and charming. The village chief was taken aback, looking his wife up and down, his eyes immediately lighting up.

Lingling glanced at her wife, a hint of displeasure flashing across her face.

Village Chief: "Who are you?"

Teacher Liu smiled: "She's my student. I asked her to help teach your two precious sons English."

The two kids hugged my wife and said, "Sister is the best!"

The village chief nodded and said, "Very good, very good, extremely good." His eyes darted around my wife's chest
, and I couldn't tell which one he meant by "very good."

These past few days,

the village chief has been staying at home, ignoring both public and private matters. Lingling called him, but he didn't answer. He stayed with
his wife, teaching his two sons in the study.

My wife wore a fitted shirt, with two buttons seemingly left undone at the front, revealing her breasts and
cleavage . Her short skirt clung tightly to her buttocks, and her beautiful legs in stockings peeked out from under the skirt, crossed over each other
. A small slipper dangled from her delicate feet, swaying gently.

My wife held the textbook, occasionally bending down to help the two kids with difficult problems. Her breasts were directly in front of the village chief, swaying...
The bed was swaying precariously, making the village chief swallow hard. He inquired about his wife's background from Teacher Liu and learned that she had already married
me. He sighed and became sullen.

His wife, however, treated the village chief like air, neither flattering nor caring, focusing solely on teaching his two
sons . Of course, this was all part of her scheme, designed to lure the old lecher willingly.

That night, my wife and I made love in the guest room, deliberately leaving the door ajar. My wife moaned
loudly , as if wanting the whole building to hear.

I thrust into her cunt, making a "smacking" sound.

Wife: "Husband...fuck me...fuck me to death...I love your big cock..."

"Do you like it?"

"Mmm! Mmm!"

My wife lay on the bed, raising her buttocks high, spreading her plump buttocks apart with her hands, and said lasciviously, "Husband...husband
...fuck my asshole, I want my asshole too!"

"Slut." Those two words weren't spoken by me; the voice came from the doorway.

I thrust my penis into my wife's anus. We exchanged a knowing glance and whispered, "They're here."

The person peeping from behind the door was the village chief. He didn't know I had placed a mirror on the doorframe; anyone who came would see
immediately.

Me: "You slut, these past few days, I've seen you and that village chief exchanging glances. Did you want him to fuck you?"

My wife cooed, "No...no...I didn't..."

"Still trying to deny it? You clearly did. Confess now."

"Waaah...husband, you're going in so deep. It feels so good."

"Imagine the village chief fucking you right now!"

My wife paused, then moaned, "Mmm...village chief...village chief...you're fucking so hard, it feels so good
...so good...ahhh..."

"I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum!"

"Cum inside, cum inside! I want to eat...I want to eat the village chief's semen!"

Hearing our lewd moans, the village chief's eyes rippled with desire, and he couldn't help but ejaculate a thick stream of semen by the door...

The next day.

The wife was wearing a bodysuit of stockings and open-crotch lingerie, over which sheer, semi-transparent short-sleeved
top revealed the lace trim of her bra and most of her breasts. She wore a tight skirt that clung to her buttocks; with a slight bend,
the skirt rode up, revealing her shapely buttocks encased in black stockings.

The village chief was practically mesmerized, his eyes burning with lust. The wife, however, seemed oblivious to her attire,
her legs constantly shifting, her vulva occasionally glimpsed.

Just then, Old Zheng entered, carrying drinks and tea. He walked to the wife's side but accidentally spilled the tea
all over her.

Old Zheng: "Oops! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"

"What have you done?!" the village chief roared in fury.

Wife: "It's alright, it's alright, I'll just dry it off."

Old Zheng: "I'll go get a rag!"

Wife: "No need, I'll just change my clothes."

Village Chief: "Go change in my room. Oh, I mean, there are some of my wife's clothes in the room; they should
fit ."

Wife blushed and said, "Thank you, Village Chief."

The Village Chief led his wife upstairs.

Watching their backs, Old Zheng and I smiled, stuffed a wad of stockings into his hand, and whispered, "My
wife changed out of them yesterday; they haven't been washed yet."

Old Zheng's face lit up with joy, and he said repeatedly, "I'll wash them for her, I'll wash them for you." He brought the wad of stockings to his nose,
smelling them again and again, as if he wanted to eat them.

The wife went to the village chief's room. The village chief picked out several high-end dresses from the kitchen, letting his wife choose one. She
chose one and went to the bathroom to change. As she entered the bathroom, she deliberately let her clothes get caught in the door crack, preventing the door
from closing properly. The village chief thought it was a golden opportunity and quickly squatted down to peek through the crack. He saw his wife remove her wet coat one by
one, revealing a revealing lingerie set with open crotch and stockings. Her breasts were full and firm, with light-colored nipples
faintly visible . Her buttocks were round and perky, and her crotch revealed an alluring deep valley. It was enough to make one's blood boil. The village chief
could no longer restrain himself, burst through the door, and pulled his wife into his arms.

"Village chief! What are you doing!" his wife exclaimed.

"I want you! I want you!" The village chief grabbed his wife, his hands gripping her breasts tightly. Through her stockings,
her breasts bounced and struggled in his rough hands. His wife wasn't wearing underwear; her bare genitals were wide open. The village chief's
fingers easily slipped into her vagina, swirling inside, making a "gurgling" sound. His wife was already
wet.

Wife: "Village chief...village chief, no! My husband is still down there!"

"Stop pretending, you slut. I know you've been waiting for me. I heard you and your husband making love yesterday. Your
husband is hoping I'll cheat on him! Hurry up, lick me first." The village chief pressed his wife between his legs,
his foul-smelling penis shoving into her mouth.

"Mmm..."

"Do you like my big cock? Haven't you been wanting to taste it for a long time?"

"Mmm..."

The village chief's cock went in and out of his wife's red lips. His wife closed her eyes, a few drops of saliva
sliding . The village chief unbuckled his belt, put it around his wife's jade neck, and dragged her out of the toilet like a female dog. His wife crawled
on the ground, limbs on the ground, her buttocks wiggling as she crawled to the village chief. Her eyes were filled with lustful water, glistening and sparkling,
making one want to bully her.

The village chief took off his pants, flipped his wife onto the bed, strangled her neck with the belt, his hand like he was holding a horse's reins, and thrust
his lower body forward, fiercely pounding into his wife's cunt, as if he wanted to release all his energy into his wife's body.

"Ahhh! So hard! You're fucking me to death!"

"So good, so good! This cunt is so wet and slippery, it feels so good!"

My wife collapsed onto the bed, her legs spread wide, her body like a small boat in a stormy sea, constantly being
assaulted by the waves. Her cunt was being pounded with a "slap slap" sound, along with the creaking of the wooden bed.

The village chief pinched one of my wife's breasts, kneading it like dough, rolling it round and flat. He casually picked up
a row of thin needles from the bedside table, the ends of which were connected to red thread.

"You... what are you going to do!" my wife exclaimed in surprise.

"I'll give you some 'spice'."

The village chief was a sadist, and my wife and I were already mentally prepared for that. I had downloaded some...
I showed my wife some SM articles and pictures. After reading them, she joked that one day
she might be trained into a sex slave.

Before my wife could struggle, the village chief stretched out one of her erect nipples and stabbed it hard with a thin needle. "Ah!"

my wife screamed as the needle pierced her nipple. He
then grabbed her other hard nipple, stretched it out, and pierced it with the needle. He removed the needle, put it back in the cabinet, and tied the two nipples together with a thin thread that remained inside
them .

He then pulled his penis from between her legs and placed it between her breasts, enjoying masturbating.

The wife's breasts heaved as she was being fucked, her face contorted in a mixture of pain and excitement. She
cried pain, yet her vagina contracted and opened repeatedly, as if yearning for the man's penetration. She had never
been played with like this before; this almost sadistic sexual intercourse was a first for her, a mixture of pain and fear with novelty and
stimulation .

The village chief tied her hands behind her back with rope, tore her stockings, and
used the strips to gag her. He then took a clothespin and clipped it to her nipples, which had just been threaded.
He moved another clothespin to her lower body, pulled her pink clitoris from its foreskin, and grabbed it.

"Ugh!" The wife nearly jumped off the bed as if electrocuted, but the village chief immediately pushed her back down,
his penis thrusting violently into her vagina.

The village chief grabbed his wife's long hair and shouted, "Do you like me playing with you like this?!"

His wife's pretty face was flushed, as if she was hot all over. She tilted her head back, her tongue curling around the stocking in her mouth, and mumbled, "
So...so exciting..."

"Then make it even more exciting!"

The village chief raised his hand and slapped his wife across the face. With a crisp "smack," his wife's pretty face was turned to
one side.

"Waaah! I love it... Hit me again!"

"I knew you'd like it."

The village chief raised his hand and slapped his wife's breasts twice. Suddenly, his wife arched her back, her whole body
trembling violently, numb from head to toe. Her eyes were glazed over as she stared at the sky, her tongue lolling
out as if she were about to be strangled. Saliva dripped uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth. She had been brought to orgasm by the village chief's beating...

The village chief comfortably sat back in his chair. He inserted a dildo with a dog's tail attached into his wife's anus.
His wife knelt in front of him, sucking on his dildo. The leather strap around her neck had been replaced with a dog
collar.

Village Chief: "Was that comfortable?"

"Mmm, it hurt a lot, but it was also incredibly stimulating."

"I've disinfected your wound. I've replaced the thread with a wooden stick and threaded it through your nipples, like
earrings. Next time you won't need needles; you can just thread it and play. Don't forget to show your cuckold
husband ; he'll love it."

Xiao Hui pouted, "Go away! If my husband sees this, he'll definitely leave me."

"That's even better. I was just thinking of getting a new wife."

"Ah, I don't want to be your wife."

The village chief asked in surprise, "Why not?"

"You're such a womanizer, you fall in love with every girl you see. Why don't you go see Lingling anymore?"

The village chief laughed loudly, saying, "Haha, after seeing you, I have no desire for anyone else. I only want you to be my
little darling."

"Go away! I don't want to be your darling."

"Then what do you want to be?"

"I...I want to be your bitch..."

The village chief suddenly mounted his wife, his penis thrusting into Xiao Hui's cunt, leering, "Slut!"

"Ahhh..."

Lingling had been calling the village chief for days, but he never answered. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and went to his door, only to see him coming
downstairs with his wife. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, turned around, and stormed out.

The village chief: "You slut, still throwing a tantrum." He waved his hand and told Old Zheng to close the door.

I chased after Lingling and ran out of the house.

Lingling: "Why are you following me?"

"I saw you crying so hard, I wanted to tell you to stop."

"What business is it of yours whether I cry or not?"

"Yes, it's none of my business. I didn't like you anyway. You bullied Yuanyuan and then Meiqing. I
should be happy to see you crying."

Lingling paused, then asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Yuanyuan's friend."

"Yuanyuan...'s friend." She thought for a moment, then said, "Oh, I see. So you planned this all along,
having that woman seduce the village chief?"

"We just wanted Meiqing to become the village secretary."

"Despicable."

"Don't say that. We just wanted to help a friend."

"Very good, very good. Congratulations on your success."

"However, we never intended to hurt you,"

Lingling said coldly. "I followed that old pervert so desperately, just to earn more money and go back
to . My husband was a scientist, and we were doing just fine in the city. But then he offended
someone and was sent to this godforsaken place to do research. They even changed my household registration to a rural one. Now he's dead, and
I have no one to rely on. All I have to do is work in the fields, like a woman who's never even touched a hoe before. Ugh..." She seemed
to be at her lowest point, her voice choked with sobs.

"You want to go back to the city?"

"I don't want to now..."

"If you really want to go back, then come with me."

Lingling suddenly stiffened and said, "You can take me with you?"

"Yes, I can help you get a residence permit in the city. You don't have a job yet, so you can stay at my place first, and then we
'll talk about it when you find a job."

"You're really willing to help me?"

"Yes."

The day of the secretary election was drawing near.

One day, Yuanyuan visited Xiaohui at the village chief's house. The two women sat in the living room chatting, recounting
recent events.

Yuanyuan said, "Sister Xiaohui, I have something to show you."

The wife asked, "What is it?"

"Don't be surprised when you see it."

"What could be so scary as to frighten me?"

"Then watch carefully."

Yuanyuan smiled and unbuttoned her clothes, revealing that she was not wearing anything under her outer garment, her delicate body was naked, her body
was wrapped with hemp rope, and two golden bells were tied to her light-colored nipples with silk thread. On her fair breasts
, the two large characters "Toilet" were written in red pen on the left and right sides. Yuanyuan stood up, and a bell
fell from her vagina with a "jingle" sound, dangling between her legs. The thin rope on the bell hung from her clitoris that protruded from her foreskin.

Yuanyuan, seemingly both ashamed and proud, asked, "Sister, isn't my outfit exciting?"

The wife didn't answer, slowly rising. Her coat slipped off, and Yuanyuan's eyes widened.
Underneath the coat, her wife's body was completely exposed. She wore a dog collar, a dog tail tucked into her anus
, and instead of rope, several thin threads ran through her body,
connecting her nipples, navel, labia, and clitoris in a triangular shape. Her wife wore stockings
with garters attached, clips on the garters holding her labia open, her vulva constantly exposed,
drops of vaginal fluid dripping from her clitoris…

The two women stared blankly for a moment, then burst into laughter simultaneously.

I promised to take Lingling back to the city, so naturally no one competed with Meiqing for the secretary position, and Meiqing smoothly became
the secretary.

Finally, it was time to go home, but Yuanyuan said she didn't want to go back. She seemed reluctant to leave the experience of working as a public toilet worker.

My wife hesitated for a long time, then also said she didn't want to go back, wanting to stay in the village a few more days. Her body trembled
slightly her lips were bitten, and her expression seemed bittersweet. I looked closely and saw
several thin threads trailing under my wife's coat, being held reluctantly by the village chief, Old Zheng, Teacher Liu, and Teacher Liu's apprentices—two little kids.
They really didn't want to let my wife go…

[The End]

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