My wife Xiaoyu

My Wife Xiaoyu

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A few days after the Spring Festival last year, my colleague Feng Bing invited me to go on a trip, mysteriously saying that I should bring my wife along for some exciting fun. At the time, I didn't think much of it, but based on Feng Bing's usual behavior, I figured he was looking for some fun for the wives. If you can have fun, so can I. After a year of hard work, I deserved a complete relaxation, so I readily agreed.

Also going along was Captain Zhang from a criminal investigation team in Dongguan, a man from Northeast China whom I had drunk with a few times before and was quite familiar with. Another person was my classmate Xu Lizhi, who was traveling from Qingdao to Guangdong with his wife, so naturally they went together.

There was also a guy called Wang Dabangzi, Feng Bing's close friend, who also addressed Captain Zhang as a brother. I didn't know his real name, but everyone called him "Dabangzi," which seemed to have become his name. This guy was burly and broad-shouldered, with a full beard and a shaved head, looking like a gangster. To be honest, I didn't really like him.

Our destination was Luofu Mountain, a famous leisure resort in Guangdong. It was about 100 kilometers from Dongguan. The five couples, ten people in total, split into three cars. My classmate Xu Lizhi and his wife rode in my car, Wang Dabangzi and his wife rode in Feng Bing's car, and Captain Zhang drove a police car with his wife, Li Yuan.

My wife, Xiaoyu, is a middle school teacher, and Xu Lizhi's wife, Zhao Qian, is a librarian. The two got along quite well, talking a lot along the way, but mostly about refined and elegant topics.

We set off around 2 PM and arrived at the foot of Luofu Mountain around 5 PM.

Although Luofu Mountain is a famous mountain, the peak tourist season had just ended, the Spring Festival holiday was over, and it was evening, so the entire mountain seemed gloomy and quiet. The mountain wind blew, and the sound of the waves rustling filled the air, truly giving it the feeling of a fairyland.

The convoy wound its way up the mountain road, stopping halfway up in front of a villa nestled among lush greenery. In the twilight, the words "Tingfeng Pavilion" were clearly visible carved on a nearby stone. Feng Bing proudly told everyone, "Isn't this place nice? We're going to live like immortals."

"What's there to do here?" a sweet, coquettish voice asked. It was Li Yuan, Captain Zhang's wife. Captain Zhang was in his forties, about ten years older than us, but he had divorced a year ago and married this beautiful 26-year-old girl from Jiangxi. "

Look," Feng Bing said smugly, "Tingfeng Pavilion lets you listen to the wind and rain. There's a hotel next door with sauna and massage, and a restaurant nearby called Shanhai Restaurant. Everything you need for eating, drinking, and entertainment is there. I guarantee you'll want to come back again." Following his pointing finger, about 50 meters away stood a five-story building, resembling a hotel, which looked quite lively.

This "Tingfeng Pavilion" was truly extraordinary, nestled among thousands of trees, exuding elegance and unique charm. The building had four floors. The first floor was a reception room with a row of sofas; the second floor was an entertainment room, complete with chess, card, and mahjong tables, and a bar; the third floor had a sauna and massage beds; and the fourth floor had several bedrooms.

Everyone rested briefly in the reception room on the first floor, and Feng Bing called the Shan Hai Restaurant to order food. Everyone then went upstairs to play. Captain Zhang wanted to exercise, so he let us play cards first. My wife, Xiaoyu, is a respectable person and never plays cards or mahjong, considering it a waste of time, so she sat to the side watching TV. The four of us men played mahjong, while the other four women watched. The mahjong table clattered and clattered constantly. After about two hours, the doorbell rang. It was the people from Shan Hai Restaurant delivering the food and drinks. Wow, this meal was a feast of delicacies, exceptionally lavish. Besides the beer and red wine delivered from the restaurant, Feng Bing also brought out a bottle of Shaoxing wine, shouting, "Let's have a cup to cheer ourselves up!" Everyone poured a glass, and Feng Bing declared, "To this happy time, cheers!" They all drank it down. Xiao Yu, who usually doesn't drink, didn't want to spoil the fun, and besides, she was genuinely happy, and with Feng Bing's persistent persuasion, she also downed a glass. Everyone addressed each other as brothers and sisters, clinking glasses and making a lively scene. Soon, I felt hot all over, my blood rushing. I suddenly realized that Feng Bing must have tampered with the wine he brought; it was probably laced with aphrodisiacs. So I calmed down and stopped drinking.

Looking at the others, they were all in high spirits, several women also raising their glasses frequently, but my darling Xiao Yu only pretended to drink, not drinking any more.

Taking advantage of this moment, I carefully observed these women; each one had her own unique charm. Besides the young Li Yuan, who was a beauty, Wang Dabangzi's wife, around thirty years old (probably slightly older than us), was still charming and alluring, clearly a seductive and passionate young woman. "Birds of a feather flock together," I thought to myself. Feng Bing's wife, Yu Jing, usually dignified and elegant, now seemed passionate, whether from alcohol or aphrodisiacs. My classmate Xu Lizhi's wife, from Shandong, was poised and generous, but she too was now drowsy. Only my Xiaoyu maintained the characteristic reserve, dignity, and captivating beauty of a Shanghai woman; though her cheeks were flushed, she was clearly lustful.

Looking at the men, they were all reeking of alcohol, their eyes glazed over, burning with lust.

Feng Bing, usually a talkative man, was now feigning drunkenness, trying to get the better of me with his words. He picked up a glass of wine and called out to Li Yuan, "Sister-in-law, drink more, let's get our spirits up for a big fight tonight!"

Li Yuan said, "I've had too much to drink, I can't take it anymore."

"Tonight you're not just Brother Zhang's, you're mine too," Feng Bing teased her deliberately.

"You're talking nonsense!" Li Yuan said

, seemingly angry. Feng Bing stood up, walked behind Li Yuan, grabbed her neck, slipped one hand under her bra and grabbed one of her breasts, then kissed her on the lips. Feng Bing's wife, Yu Jing, panicked and cried out, "Feng Bing, you, you're really drunk!" She stood up and tried to pull him away. Captain Zhang grabbed her and said loudly, "It's okay, we're all brothers, relax and have some fun today, don't take it too seriously." He grabbed Yu Jing's breasts with his hands.

"This is getting out of hand, stop it!" Xiao Yu, who was sober, shouted from the side.

"Xiao Yu should drink," Feng Bing said, releasing Li Yuan and picking on Xiao Yu.

"I'm ignoring you!" Xiao Yu said.

"I want to drink the nuptial wine with you," Feng Bing said, "After we drink, we can be husband and wife tonight."

"You deserve a beating," Xiao Yu said, "You're talking nonsense in front of your wife."

"She's A Ping's wife today," Feng Bing said, then turned to me, pointing at Yu Jing and saying, "You handle her."

My head was also a little hot. Looking at Yu Jing's dignified face and full breasts, I felt itchy and said, "You said it." So I went over and picked up Yu Jing, placing her on my lap. Yu Jing didn't struggle at all, because I hadn't made any advances. I saw Feng Bing grab Xiao Yu's face and kiss her mouth hard. Xiao Yu struggled.

At this moment, Captain Zhang walked up to Wang Da Bangzi's wife and said, "Let's get intimate too." Wang Da Bangzi's wife, Yu Na, was a womanizer. She half-heartedly leaned into Captain Zhang's arms. As Captain Zhang bent down to hug her, one hand had already reached under her skirt. I heard Yu Na let out a moan.

After a period of playful banter, everyone returned to their seats and continued their heavy drinking. The atmosphere grew increasingly lively, and emotions rose higher and higher. The men became more unrestrained, and the women no longer maintained their composure. Even Zhao Qian, who was unfamiliar with everyone, relaxed. Zhao Qian was my and Xu Lizhi's college classmate, so naturally she sat next to me. At first, we talked about serious things, but as the atmosphere became more heated, I took the opportunity to flirt with her verbally while pretending to be drunk and stroking her thigh with one hand, which she did not resist.

I even touched her inner thigh, and she did not resist. After

everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they continued their drinking. My wife, Xiaoyu, went back to watching TV, and Captain Zhang, whether intentionally or unintentionally, watched with her.

At the mahjong table, the atmosphere had become far from serious. Women sat cross-legged on other men's laps, helping them draw and arrange their tiles. Feng Bing hugged Captain Zhang's wife, Li Yuan, deliberately rubbing his face against her breasts. He then unbuttoned Li Yuan's clothes, exposing her two full, white breasts to everyone's eyes. "Wow, so alluring,"

Feng Bing exclaimed.

Wang Dabang hugged Feng Bing's wife, Yu Jing, and kissed her passionately. Yu Jing's skirt was already rolled up to her waist, and Wang Dabang's hand was inside her panties.

Wang Dabang's wife sat facing Xu Lizhi on his lap, and Xu Lizhi lifted her shirt, kneading her breasts with both hands.

Xu Lizhi's wife, Zhao Qian, sat on my lap. Although we appeared to be behaving properly, my erect penis was pressing against her vulva. If we weren't wearing clothes, my penis would have already penetrated her vagina. She not only didn't flinch but also deliberately twisted her waist, making my penis press tighter and tighter.

I was playing cards absentmindedly, glancing at Xiaoyu on the sofa. On the TV screen, a woman was performing oral sex on a man's penis. Xiaoyu stared blankly, motionless. Captain Zhang slowly pressed his body against Xiaoyu, first placing one hand on her shoulder, then stroking her thigh with the other, slowly sliding down from under her skirt towards her groin. Xiaoyu seemed to tremble slightly, her body sliding down, her legs parting.

Just then, a piercing phone ring snapped everyone back to reality, and they all stood up, the women glancing at their husbands.

Feng Bing picked up the phone, listened for a while, and replied, "Okay, come back in twenty minutes." Then he said to everyone, "Women, go upstairs to take a shower, then someone will come to massage you. After you're done, put on your pajamas and lie there, waiting for the fun to begin. You guys can continue playing here."

The women swayed upstairs together.

Feng Bing mysteriously told us men, "We'll watch the show."

With a "bang," the door upstairs slammed shut. Feng Bing plugged in an electrical cord behind the television, turned it on, and the scene on the third floor was clearly visible on the screen.

We saw the women take off their clothes and enter the bathtub at one end. Looking at these charming, naked women, my lust surged. "How interesting it is to sleep with other people's wives!" I thought to myself. After showering, the women put on their pajamas and lay down on the massage beds in the center of the room. I vaguely heard someone say, "Are they really drunk?" It sounded like Zhao Qian's voice.

After a few minutes, the doorbell rang. Feng Bing opened the door, and five strong men filed in carrying clothes. The men were all muscular and strong, with buzz cuts that made them look exceptionally energetic.

"Standard passionate massage, just like what you do with those rich women every day. Go all out, but don't cross the line," Feng Bing commanded.

"Yes, boss," they replied.

On the television, five men entered a room on the third floor. The leader said, "Hello everyone, we are honored to serve you ladies. Please wait a moment." The men went into the changing room and changed into loose-fitting work clothes.

Afterward, the leader said again, "Today it's a full-body passionate massage, including all parts of the body. You understand? We strictly follow the procedure, so please rest assured, ladies." The women didn't answer.

Then, each of the five men went to a bedside and began their work. The massage started with the head, gently smoothing the hair, then lightly massaging the forehead, cheeks, earlobes, and neck, the techniques sometimes light and gentle, sometimes strong and forceful. On the television, you could see the women's chests heaving rapidly, and occasionally, low moans could be heard. After the head and face massage, the five masseuses almost simultaneously began unbuttoning the women's clothes. The women barely reacted; only Xiaoyu's hand briefly moved towards her chest, as if to protect the buttons, but then slid down. In the blink of an eye, all five women's high, firm breasts were exposed. The masseuses first gently pinched the nipples, then slowly grasped the breasts and gently rubbed them. The women's moans rose and fell, as if they were already unable to control themselves.

The masseuses continued massaging downwards—arms, navel, waist, lower abdomen, thighs, calves, and feet—and quickly finished.

At this point, the masseuses moved the women's bodies down slightly, then pulled down their pajama bottoms, spread their legs, and placed their feet on stools on either side. The five snow-white, rounded women were naked, limbs outstretched, their genitals, beneath clumps of smooth pubic hair, resembling tender snow frogs, erect and fully exposed, presumably due to sexual arousal. The masseurs quickly stripped naked, revealing their muscular builds and prominent penises. I was startled, and the others stared in disbelief.

The masseurs nimbly climbed onto the bed, standing on stools on either side. They bent down, pressing their chests against the woman's breasts, gently kissing her lips, while their large penises slowly moved towards her vulva. Instead of inserting vertically, they placed the penis horizontally and began to move it up and down, causing the woman's labia to part and clamp it. The masseurs swayed gently, their tongues lightly kissing the woman's lips, their breasts gently kneading her breasts, their penises moving in and out between her labia. With each thrust, the woman's legs spread wider, her buttocks arching upwards and twisting, clearly hoping for penetration. The masseurs skillfully avoided this, continuing their thrusts. The woman's moans grew louder, eventually becoming a chorus of sounds. The masseur's thrusting gradually quickened, and some of the women began to howl, like wildcats in heat. I stared intently at Xiaoyu. At first, she was quiet, but slowly, she gripped the edge of the bed with both hands, desperately thrusting her genitals upwards, wanting the penis to penetrate her.

Suddenly, Yu Na reached out and grabbed the masseur's penis, trying to insert it. The masseur quickly pushed her hand away, saying, "Sorry, you can't touch me!"

This continued for about half an hour. The women were clearly unable to endure the torment, constantly writhing.

Then, the masseur turned the women over, making them lie face down on the bed, pressing their shoulders, backs, and waists with his hands while thrusting his penis between their buttocks. The women were no longer able to control themselves; their buttocks arched upwards, yearning for penetration.

The masseurs moved with practiced skill, and the women beneath them were all burning with desire, like volcanoes about to erupt. If they didn't get what they wanted, they would surely lose control.

Just then, the masseurs slowly stopped, all rolled off the bed, packed their things, and left.

Feng Bing said, "It's our turn to have some fun." Everyone rushed upstairs like hungry wolves pouncing on a flock of sheep.

Once upstairs, Feng Bing hurriedly stopped them, "Wait, let's enjoy the view first."

The one on the outermost edge was Yu Na. Feng Bing spread her legs, revealing a large, open vulva. He pinched her thick labia, "Wow, that's really something." He then grasped her breasts and leaned down to say, "Is it itchy down there? Want someone to fuck you?" Yu Na stared at him, silent. Feng Bing pulled Xu Lizhi over, saying, "This one's yours."

He turned and spread the legs of the second woman, his wife Yu Jing. Feng Bing pinched her vulva, which was covered in vaginal fluid, and exclaimed, "Ah, wife, I've never seen your pussy so delicious! Let Big Stick fuck you first, okay?" Yu Jing mumbled, "Ah...ah...whatever you want." Feng Bing pushed Wang Dabang between her legs.

The third was Xu Lizhi's wife, Zhao Qian. Her labia were flushed with excitement, her vulva slightly pinkish-white, and her opening was slightly ajar. Feng Bing exclaimed excitedly, "What a perfect cave!" He then pulled out his erect penis and held it in front of Zhao Qian, saying, "Want to put this in your vagina?" Zhao Qian grabbed his penis and said, "Quickly…"

The women were like bitches in heat, completely out of control. At that moment, Captain Zhang rushed to Xiaoyu's bedside. He saw that Xiaoyu's genitals were wet, and with her rapid breathing, her opening opened and closed slightly. Captain Zhang placed a hand on Xiaoyu's genitals and gently rubbed them, then leaned down and said to her, "Little Yu, will big brother make you enjoy yourself?" Xiaoyu opened her lips to receive him, as if in response. Captain Zhang instantly stripped naked, first lifting Xiaoyu up and pressing her slender body against his chest. His chest squeezed Xiaoyu's two swollen breasts out of shape. He first frantically sucked on Xiaoyu's slightly protruding tongue, then on her breasts, slowly placing her on the bed, spreading her legs, and raising his thick penis. But he didn't immediately thrust in; instead, he placed the glans between Xiaoyu's labia and then shook his penis up and down with his hand, making Xiaoyu scream like a pig being slaughtered: "Keep doing this! Go in!" Suddenly, she pushed her hips forward, and with a "whoosh," Captain Zhang's penis was deeply inserted. Xiaoyu had gone mad; she grabbed Captain Zhang's shoulders with both hands, sat up, and violently sat up and down, her movements extremely exaggerated. In the years we've been married, we've had constant passion, but I've never seen Xiaoyu like this. She wanted to absorb Captain Zhang's entire penis—no, his entire body—into her body.

As if by instinct, I went to Captain Zhang's wife, Li Yuan, and first sucked on her tongue. Her tongue stretched out desperately, allowing me to hold it deep in my mouth. I then sucked on her breasts; they were firm. Next, I inserted my tongue into her vagina, licking up and down. Her vaginal fluid kept flowing out, soaking a large patch of the sheets. I pulled out my long-erect penis, aimed it at her vagina, and thrust hard, inserting it deeply. I felt her vagina was slippery, constantly contracting, her buttocks twisting and pressing tightly against my genitals, my entire penis inserted to the base.

At the same time, Feng Bing and Zhao Qian were also engaged in a physical struggle. One moment Feng Bing inserted his penis into Zhao Qian's vagina, the next into her mouth; Xu Lizhi was using both hands to separate Yu Na's labia, his tongue thrusting desperately deep inside, while Yu Na also had Xu Lizhi's penis in her mouth, pumping wildly; Wang Dabang rubbed Yu Jing's clitoris with his hand, then pulled out his penis and inserted it. Yu Jing screamed, as if she had fainted, spreading her legs and letting Wang Dabang thrust in and out.

After a while, someone said, "Let's switch places," so the men pulled out their penises, moved, and took over with another woman. I was always focused on my Xiaoyu, and this time it was Wang Dabang's turn to penetrate her. When Wang Dabang held his penis to Xiaoyu's vagina, ready to insert it, I was stunned. No wonder Yu Jing screamed when he penetrated her earlier; Wang Dabang's penis was frighteningly large, at least twice as thick as mine. I watched as Wang Dabang parted Xiaoyu's labia with his hands, aimed the glans at her vagina, and then thrust in forcefully. Clearly, insertion was quite strenuous. My penis had been inserted into Xiaoyu's vagina hundreds of times, but Xiaoyu's vagina was obviously very tight. As Wang Dabang continued to thrust in, Xiaoyu's moans grew louder and louder. With each deep thrust, Xiaoyu was completely out of control, her vaginal fluid mixed with urine gushing out with each stroke.

Now it was my turn to fuck my classmate's wife, Zhao Qian. My college classmate, whom I never even dared to dream of back then, was now straddling me, eagerly awaiting my arrival. I held my penis, dripping with Li Yuan's vaginal fluid, and forcefully thrust it into Zhao Qian's vagina. In a daze, I felt as if my soul had left my body, as if I were in paradise.

This went on and on, countless times. The men were all filled with passion, constantly savoring one new woman after another, some sideways, some at an angle, some gently teasing, some fiercely attacking. The women's vaginas were either plump and large, or thin and taut; their breasts were either enormous, or small and firm. Even fucking my beloved wife, Xiao Yu, felt exceptionally wonderful today, and fucking other men's wives felt even more stimulating. A surge of heat coursed through my body, and suddenly, as if a dam had burst, a torrent of passion erupted from my penis, shooting into the woman's vagina. When my blood pressure stabilized and the passion subsided, I finally realized that the gushing stream had shot into Feng Bing's wife, Yu Jing's, vagina. I finally gave in and sat to the side, watching them continue their alternation in a daze.

Yu Jing also let out a long breath, but before she could finish, Captain Zhang's penis was inside her again, and she immediately went wild again. They continued their relentless struggle, pulling their penises out of one woman's vagina and into another's mouth, each ejaculating with a scream. I couldn't tell who ejaculated into whom anymore; I only remember that Wang Dabang was the last one to come down. He spent a lot of energy on my Xiaoyu in the end. Xiaoyu must have lost consciousness. Wang Dabang's thick penis stretched Xiaoyu's vagina tightly, almost tearing it open.

Finally, Wang Dabang roared and thrust his penis tightly into Xiaoyu's abdomen. With a violent shudder, he ejaculated, ejaculating for a long time. When he withdrew his limp penis from Xiaoyu's body, I saw a gush of fluid gushing out from her.

Everyone went to sleep.

The next day, they woke up close to noon. The women had all washed and dressed, and the men quickly got up, washed, dressed, and ordered what was either breakfast or lunch. Everyone was starving, sitting at the table waiting, none of them speaking, as if nothing had happened. Looking at the women, some were dignified, others reserved, all seemingly respectable women.

Then Feng Bing spoke first: "Xiaoyu, who do you think feels best with you?" he asked Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu suddenly blushed and lowered her head, remaining silent. Seeing the awkwardness, Feng Bing turned to his wife: "Wife, who do you think is the best?"

"So many of you taking turns, it's really shameless, I'd be completely exhausted by now," Yu Jing stammered.

"Ugh, really." Feng Bing stood up, went to Xiao Yu, and said, "Let me let you experience it again."

He bent down and pulled off Xiao Yu's skirt and panties. Xiao Yu, with her eyes fixed on me, cooperated with the movements. They were both naked. Xiao Yu sat on the stool, and Feng Bing bent down to have sex with her. Seeing that Feng Bing wasn't doing well, his wife, Yu Jing, guided his penis to Xiao Yu's vagina, letting him thrust in. Feng Bing thrust a few times, shuddered, and ejaculated, the semen flowing down the stool onto the floor.

"Are you using eye drops?" Xiao Yu said, letting go.

"Yeah, let me do it." At this moment, Wang Dabang stood up and said.

He laid Xiao Yu flat on the table and said to his wife, "Get a pillow under her buttocks, don't let the semen flow out and be wasted."

Yu Na grabbed a backrest from the sofa and handed it to him, saying, "Can't you go deeper, directly into her uterus?"

"That depends on whether Xiao Yu can cooperate," Wang Dabang said.

"Shoot it directly into the uterus?!" Feng Bing asked in surprise.

"Yes, only he has that ability. I've experienced it many times," Yu Na said with no small amount of pride.

"Do your best," Wang Dabang said.

Wang Dabang took off his clothes, picked up Xiaoyu, pressed her close to his body, and kissed her mouth forcefully. Poor Xiaoyu, in Wang Dabang's steel-like arms, was like a gentle lamb, letting Wang Dabang play with her. After a while, seeing that Xiaoyu's body was limp, Wang Dabang put her on the table and rubbed her breasts with both hands. Although Xiaoyu's breasts were full and firm, they looked so weak in Wang Dabang's large hands.

Everyone stared at Xiaoyu. Soon, Xiaoyu's genitals began to wet, and a clear stream flowed from her body, her vagina slightly opening.

"A delicate and slender girl like Xiaoyu has to be thoroughly warmed up and let go before she can let go of this thing of mine and feel extremely comfortable. Otherwise, it will be very painful," Wang Dabang said experiencedly.

He raised his penis, placed the glans between Xiaoyu's labia, and slid it up and down a few times without inserting it, merely teasing her between the labia. With each tease, Xiaoyu's body trembled slightly, her legs spread wider, and her labia quickly became full and engorged with blood, her vaginal opening slowly widening like a cute little mouth.

Wang Dabang gently tested the insertion of his penis, and as if sensing it was ready, he firmly pushed it in.

A close look at Wang Dabang's massive member was truly astonishing; not only was it thick, but the veins bulged, making it appear exceptionally hard and powerful. As Wang Dabang thrust deeper, Xiaoyu shuddered, her legs spreading wide to welcome the penile shaft as it penetrated even further.

Wang Dabang continued to thrust in and out rhythmically. Yu Na stood up, cupping Xiaoyu's breasts in her hands, and said, "Do as I say. When I say 'contract,' you contract your vaginal opening as if you're biting down on my penis, and contract your lower abdomen and uterus. When I say 'relax,' you relax your vagina and lower abdomen. It has to be rhythmic, okay?"

Xiaoyu nodded slightly, indicating she understood.

With each thrust and withdrawal of Wang Dabang, Yu Na continuously called for contraction and relaxation. Soon, Xiaoyu's rhythm was perfect, and their movements appeared perfectly coordinated. Yu Na said triumphantly, "Xiao Yu, you're really good. Just wait and enjoy it."

Wang Dabang kept thrusting in and out, and Xiao Yu kept contracting and relaxing. After about two or three hundred times, Wang Dabang's thrusting became more and more rapid, and Xiao Yu's contractions and relaxations became faster and faster. Finally, Wang Dabang let out a deep roar and plunged his penis deep into Xiao Yu's abdomen, where he remained still. Then, his genitals trembled rhythmically, indicating the frequency of ejaculation. Xiao Yu continued to contract and relax rhythmically. When Wang Dabang thrust, she relaxed; when Wang Dabang contracted, she contracted, like drinking water, absorbing all of Wang Dabang's semen into her abdomen. Wang Dabang also displayed his heroic nature, ejaculating twenty or thirty times. As Wang Dabang ejaculated the last drop of semen, Xiao Yu let out a long breath, as if she had completed a difficult task, and murmured, "My God!" Xiao Yu seemed to be in a trance.

"Xiao Yu is amazing! The feeling of the glans pressing against the cervix, that contraction and relaxation, is wonderful!" Wang Dabang exclaimed.

After saying that, he picked up Xiaoyu, placed her on a stool, and said to everyone, "How was it? Not a drop of semen leaked out, right?"

Sure enough, not a single drop of semen leaked from Xiaoyu's vagina.

Everyone was stunned. Captain Zhang stood up and said, "Xiaoyu, let me try it too." Xiaoyu nodded greedily.

Captain Zhang did the same thing. His penis wasn't as thick as Wang Dabang's, but it was long. When he thrust deeply inside and ejaculated, Xiaoyu's face showed a painful expression. In any case, it was a battle without a single leak.

When Captain Zhang was about to help Xiaoyu up, Xiaoyu looked at me and said, "Honey, you do it, it feels really good."

I stood up and took out my medium-sized penis. Looking at this vagina that I had penetrated countless times, I felt it was somewhat sacred. When I thrust in and out of her, her contracting and releasing movements made me feel incredibly good, as if my soul had left my body. In the end, it was less about my regular ejaculation and more about my semen being absorbed by Xiaoyu's regular contractions and releases. Xiaoyu had already mastered it.

After dinner, when Feng Bing asked everyone if they had any further requests, Yu Na was the first to suggest bringing back the five masseuses. Feng Bing looked around, and surprisingly, everyone agreed.

Feng Bing called the massage parlor owner, saying this time it had to be real, a final showdown. After a while, Feng Bing said to everyone with a troubled expression, "The owner said it'll be 800 yuan per person." Yu Jing interjected, "800 it is, or you can come up again." Everyone unanimously said, "Okay, okay, okay, 800 it is."

We were too exhausted to watch their fierce battle with the five masseuses. About three hours later, the five masseuses left one after another. After a while, they still hadn't come down. We went upstairs and found five women lying haphazardly on the bed, their hair disheveled, their faces exhausted. Their faces, mouths, nostrils, chests, bellies, and vaginas were all covered in semen, and the sheets were soaked.

"Damn, it seems they're everywhere," Feng Bing said.

"How did it feel?" Feng Bing asked his wife.

"Like I'd died once," Yu Jing replied, a satisfied smile spreading across his tired face.

After this trip, everyone frequently visited each other's homes, staying overnight. Except for Xu Lizhi's house, which was too far to visit, the four of us often stayed together or in the same house. And soon I also discovered that these four women were all perfectly discreet.

Not long ago, I received a call from Xu Lizhi saying that they had also established a "happy club" there, and their lives were now perfectly discreet.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but say, "A woman who can control herself is a true woman. It's just a pity she has to take birth control pills so often; with her current abilities, even an IUD probably wouldn't work." Xiao Yu said with regret. [ Last edited by tim118 on 2011-5-29 18:42 ]

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