The old man who changed his wife

(1)

My wife's name is Yang Ping, and she is 35 years old this year. To be honest, she was originally a virtuous wife, but she changed completely after that incident.

It was when we had been married for a little over a year. At that time, my wife was a warehouse keeper at a company. Because our family was in financial difficulty, she took advantage of her position to steal copper from the company little by little to sell and supplement the family income.

Later, her behavior was discovered by her supervisor, Factory Director Niu. This old man, who was nearly 50 years old, finally got the chance to take advantage of my wife, this young and tender woman.

One day, Factory Director Niu called my wife to his office. After closing the door, he said to Yang Ping with a serious expression, "Do you know why I called you here today?" "No... Director..." "Is that so? We've discovered you stole from the company. The factory is preparing to report it to the police. I think that might result in you being sentenced!" "Ah..." Upon hearing this news, my wife was stunned. Tears streamed down her face like broken pearls. She collapsed onto the bed in Factory Director Niu's office, crying and saying to him, "Director, please... save me, okay?" "Well, I can handle it! Your problem is so serious. If I help you, I'll take a huge risk." "Director, please save me. I'll never forget you. I'll repay you." "Is that so? How will you repay me?" Factory Director Niu finally revealed his true colors. He came to the bedside, sat down beside my wife, gently pulled her into his arms with one hand, and tenderly wiped away the tears on her face with the other.

"I... I can give you anything I have..."

"That's great! I just want you to sleep with me."

"What?" Upon hearing this, the wife immediately struggled to get up.

Seeing her like this, Factory Manager Niu actually let go of her and said indifferently, "Then you can prepare to go to jail!" "Waaah..." The wife cried helplessly again.

"My little girl, don't be afraid! I won't hurt you. Anyway, you're a married woman. Just spend time with me once, and we won't tell anyone. I'll be very gentle with you." Factory Manager Niu kissed away the tears on my wife's face while comforting her in her ear, his large hands kneading her breasts.

Although Factory Manager Niu was nearly 50 years old, he was tall and handsome, and many female employees in the factory regarded him as their idol. Faced with this standard man, this man she didn't dislike, this man who could decide her fate, my wife slowly gave up resisting and let him molest her... Just as my wife was half-heartedly resisting, Director Niu had already taken off her clothes and also taken off himself. When Director Niu's thick, dark penis appeared in front of my wife, she sighed deeply in her heart. She knew that she could no longer stop him... That old man fucked my wife like that.

(2)

A sexual encounter between an old man and a young woman began like this. Director Niu gently laid my wife down on his bed, and then suddenly lay down on her tender body and began to caress her skillfully. He lowered his head to face Yang Ping, but did not make any movement. Yang Ping blushed, opened her small mouth, and stuck out her tender little tongue to meet his mouth. Then the two of them made "uh...uh..." sounds without any restraint.

He quickened his pace, and one hand reached to her vulva, skillfully playing with Yang Ping's erect clitoris. After a while, the base of Yang Ping's legs was lubricated. His other hand once again moved from one of Yang Ping's breasts to the other, pulling and pinching, or gently circling her areolas, preparing her body and mind for a blissful experience.

Gradually, his mouth slid down between Yang Ping's legs, and he extended his long tongue, licking my wife's genitals. "Ah...ah..." The intense physical pleasure stimulated my wife, and she finally couldn't help but cry out: "Ah...ah...no...it's dirty there...ah..." Her naked body writhed involuntarily, and a seductive moan escaped her throat. Her little valley was now overflowing with spring water; the two tightly closed gates opened and closed with a hum; an unprecedentedly strong desire slowly spread from the depths of her heart, its momentum truly unstoppable.

This factory manager was indeed a seasoned expert in the ways of the world; he knew the principle of slow and steady wins the race, so he was not in a hurry to conquer her, but rather slowly and gently caressed Yang Ping's tender, white body with his fingertips. Yang Ping, her eyes tightly closed and brows slightly furrowed, exuded a charming allure that added even more allure to her already pretty face.

At this moment, Yang Ping's desire was burning fiercely. She had forgotten that she was someone else's wife, forgotten that the man on top of her was a 50-year-old man, forgotten that she was in the office. She only felt an itch all over her body, an emptiness within her, and an urgent need for a man's fierce invasion. But the long-awaited, rough assault never came.

Impatiently, she couldn't help but reach out, searching for the large penis she had been dreaming of. After a moment of groping, she finally grasped the hot, thick penis. At that moment, she couldn't help but think to herself: 'Ah…it's so big! Compared to it, my husband's is like a child. I wonder if I can handle it?' Seeing Yang Ping like this, Director Niu didn't wait any longer. He lifted her tender white thighs, thrust his lower body forward, and his thick penis slid in with a "plop," directly hitting Yang Ping's delicate cervix. Yang Ping let out a soft "Oh," then gently stretched out her arms and tightly embraced Factory Director Niu. An overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over her, almost making her faint with ecstasy. At this moment, she had a strange feeling: all the pleasures of the past seemed insignificant compared to Factory Director Niu's powerful and vigorous thrust.

Now, Old Niu was using his true skill; his hips moved rapidly in and out, his hands kneading Yang Ping's soft, full breasts, his fingertips lightly scratching her cherry-like nipples, and his lips brushing against her white neck, gently licking her delicate earlobe.

Yang Ping was almost going crazy with pleasure. She was a woman who had only recently married, and her husband wasn't a womanizer; their sex life was quite simple. Therefore, she had never truly experienced such ecstasy. Old Niu's superb lovemaking skills were driving her mad.

Yang Ping was beyond ecstasy; wave after wave of pleasure gradually pushed her to the peak of ecstasy. At this moment, the faces of the men on her body began to blur. One moment it was her husband, the next it was Factory Director Niu, then a strange man, and even her father-in-law appeared. Yang Ping felt as if she were truly having sex with these men, and strangely, she felt no shame. Instead, she felt a bizarre, masochistic satisfaction.

All sorts of lewd thoughts that had been suppressed within her burst forth like tigers released from their cages. She couldn't help but think to herself, "I'm such a wanton woman!" "My little wife, are you happy? Is my cock good...?" Old Niu thrust into Yang Ping forcefully while stimulating her with extremely vulgar language.

"Ah... ah... I'm so happy... ah..." Yang Ping felt as if she had entered a paradise of pleasure, time completely frozen, leaving only endless joy. At this moment, it seemed her father-in-law was sucking on her delicate, white toes, her bearded uncle was licking her full breasts, and the strange man was thrusting his hips into her tender little hole… In Director Niu's eyes, Yang Ping presented a completely different image from her usual chaste and dignified persona.

Her snow-white, full, mature, and alluring body twisted and swayed constantly, her thighs spreading wide apart, revealing her tender, moist vulva clearly. Her facial expressions were ever-changing, sometimes clenching her teeth, sometimes looking tenderly, sometimes unable to contain her desire, sometimes shy and timid… My wife was sometimes like a chaste noblewoman, sometimes like a wanton woman, sometimes like a virgin in her boudoir, and sometimes like a courtesan in a brothel. Old Niu rode on her body as if he were having sex with different types of women, the ever-changing pleasure making him extremely happy.

Seeing this petite woman, about the same age as his daughter, climaxing repeatedly under his penis, moaning and groaning, her snow-white body covered in a mixture of sweat, vaginal fluid, and semen, Director Niu finally couldn't resist thrusting violently for a while, ejaculating his thick semen into Yang Ping's flower core.

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