I love my unfaithful wife

I love my unfaithful wife (1)

My wife's name is Li Mingyue. We met in high school, but at that time she was Liu Banyong's girlfriend in our class, so I didn't pay much attention to her. In addition, I was focused on getting into university and didn't have time to think about dating. Therefore, all the girls in my eyes were plain-looking.

After graduating from high school, my wife and I were admitted to the same good university, but Liu Banyong unfortunately failed. Later, my wife told me that during our school years, the two of us exchanged letters and expressed our longing for each other. We also met once or twice and hugged each other intimately. But we eventually broke up due to the inevitable objective differences. Later, when university life was about to end, we got together because of a misunderstanding and got married after we started working.

Let me tell you about my wife. She is 165cm tall. She is not very pretty, but she is very cute. She has a good figure with a plump butt. Especially when she wears tight jeans, her butt is round and perky, which makes people fantasize. She also has a slender waist and large 36C breasts that seem ready to burst out of her bra at any moment; everyone who sees her wants to pinch them. In bed, she's practically a born tool for men to release their pent-up desires. You can do whatever you want with her; she's never refused me whenever I want to have sex with her. As soon as we're in bed, she screams and writhes frantically. I can have sex with her anywhere I want—vagina, mouth, anus—anywhere I can penetrate, I can ejaculate inside. Sometimes I really wonder if she worked as a prostitute in college; if so, I'd be wearing a green hat to the heavens! Haha! Of course, her specialty is blowjobs. Every time, she makes me ejaculate, and she even swallows my semen, saying that male semen is high in protein and can nourish the body. I really don't know where she learned that, but with this skill, I don't have to hold back when she has her period. Although she's incredibly obedient to me, don't mistake her for a promiscuous slut; in everyday life, she's quite conservative.

I first slept with her in the first semester of my senior year of college, in early December. We went to our hometown for a job interview together; we had only been dating for two months. We had only kissed and touched each other, and hadn't yet reached the point of having sex. We stayed at the Education Commission's guesthouse, partly because it was close to the company we were interviewing at, and partly because such hotels were rarely used except by business travelers. Since things weren't as open-minded back then, we booked two double rooms to avoid suspicion.

After going upstairs, we went to our respective rooms, and luckily, no one was there. I quickly put down my luggage, washed my face, and sneaked out. There was no one in the hallway either, so I locked the door and went into her room. She was washing up in the bathroom. I greeted her, then turned on the TV and lay on the bed watching it absentmindedly. After a while, she came out, looking even more beautiful after washing away the dust of the journey. I couldn't wait any longer and pushed her onto the bed, spread her legs, and lifted her skirt up to her waist, revealing her white underwear. Her panties were very conservative, covering her entire buttocks, with a double-layered section near her vulva. They were soaking wet; being inexperienced, I thought she had wet herself. Being her first time, I was incredibly impatient and yanked her panties down, almost like rape. She kept her eyes closed and silent, only her legs slightly clenched. I forcefully spread her legs as wide as possible, revealing my wife's vulva completely. Her genitals were dark red, almost hairless except for a few curly pubic hairs on her mons pubis. Her labia majora were piled up like small steamed buns, soft and incredibly pleasant to the touch. I used my fingers to spread her labia majora for a closer look; her labia minora were long and usually drooped outside the labia majora; their color was also quite dark, almost black. Due to excitement, her entire vulva was completely wet, and her vulva, soaked in vaginal fluid, was extremely alluring. I gently pinched it with my fingers, smelled it, and licked it with my tongue, playing with it for a full half hour. The intense physical pleasure caused my wife to let out a soft moan and try to pull her legs together. I couldn't allow that. I quickly stripped her naked, one hand on her vulva, the other squeezing her breasts. Her breasts were huge and incredibly elastic, white and tender like freshly peeled lotus roots. I cruelly kneaded them, thinking how many times Liu Banyong had played with them; now it was my turn. Amidst my wife's suppressed moans, my penis hardened like an iron rod. I mounted her, thrusting and pounding into her crotch. But being my first time, I couldn't find the right spot. Before I even got it, I ejaculated, spraying semen onto her crotch, mixing with her vaginal fluids and soaking the sheets. Frustrated, I lay on top of her, while she giggled. I asked what she was laughing at, but she didn't answer, only holding me tightly and gently rubbing her legs against my penis. Nineteen or twenty years old is the time when a person's libido is at its peak. Soon my penis was hard again. I rolled over and pinned her down. This time, I still couldn't find the entrance. Just as I was getting impatient, she suddenly grabbed my penis with her hand and, with practiced ease, guided it to her vagina. I thrust hard, and because her vagina was already soaking wet, it slid in easily. Perhaps because I had just ejaculated, I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate this time. I thrust hard, and she writhed excitedly beneath me, matching my movements, biting her lower lip and moaning softly. Ten minutes later, tempted by her bouncing breasts, I ejaculated again.

I collapsed onto her chest, exhausted, sucking on her nipple. She gently stroked my back, like a mother comforting a child who had done something wrong. After a while, I sat up and brought my face to her vagina. My semen was mixing with her vaginal fluid, flowing out, white but without blood. This was what I expected. After being Liu Banyong's girlfriend for two and a half years, could she still be a virgin? However, I still turned to her and asked, "Why didn't you bleed? Aren't you a virgin?" "I don't know, how could I not be a virgin?" he answered shyly, his eyes flickering. I didn't ask any further, because I loved her. But my penis got hard again, and the scene of Liu Banyong brutally having sex with my wife flashed before my eyes...

After graduation, we both entered the companies we interviewed for, and the jobs were both very good. In 2000, we walked hand in hand into the hall of marriage. After that, perhaps it was my masochistic psychology, perhaps it was my persistent suspicion that my wife wasn't a virgin, or perhaps it was my wife's gentleness and loveliness. I fell deeply in love with wife-swapping, stories of my wife being fucked by other men, and couldn't extricate myself.

Once, after we made love, I hugged her and asked, "Has Liu Banyong ever done this to you?"

"No!" he answered absentmindedly.

"Really not?" I asked.

"You're going to kill me, you haven't, I've asked you a hundred times!" she pinched me shyly.

"Then why didn't you bleed when I fucked you the first time? You must have been fucked before, I like you being fucked by other men!" I said with a smile.

"Go away! Here we go again! If you say it again, I'll go out and cuckold you!"

"Go away, go away, I'm so scared!" She got up and started to walk out, but I grabbed her and we started playfully wrestling. After

we'd had our fun, I pinned her down and looked at her seriously. She thought I had something important to tell her and became serious too.

"Have you ever slept with Liu Banyong?" I asked again, cheekily.

I thought she would pinch me, but this time she was surprisingly calm and asked softly, "You really want to know?"

Hearing this, I thought there was a chance, so I said, "Of course, tell me!"

"Don't be angry!"

"How could I? Don't worry, even if you were a prostitute before, I wouldn't care, because I love you!"

Maybe my wife was moved by my sweet talk, or maybe I had asked too many times and she didn't want to hide it anymore. This time she hugged me affectionately and kissed me.

"Then I'll tell you, you little rascal." She pinched my nose and began to tell me her story.

Liu Banyong and I started to like each other in our second year of high school. He was good at math, and I was good at English. We often discussed problems together, and gradually, we developed feelings for each other. Actually, information wasn't scarce back then, and everyone knew about puppy love. But at that age, boys and girls were just beginning to experience romantic feelings. Even knowing it would interfere with their studies, who could rationally control their emotions? This was probably the main reason why Liu Banyong didn't get into university later.

After developing feelings for each other, we often went out to talk together. Sometimes it was in front of the lab building, sometimes we just wandered aimlessly along the road. Thinking back to that time is funny; we talked so aimlessly, sometimes we just walked without saying a word, but we felt so happy. That's probably what love is like.

"Won't it always be like this?" I asked eagerly.

Then one time, we went out to chat, probably in the second semester of our junior year, around April or May. You know, the road next to the school was under construction, a huge construction site with piles of building materials. We sat behind a pile of materials during lunch break, when no one was around. As we were talking, he suddenly hugged me and kissed my cheek. My instinct was to push him away, but then I thought, isn't this what we've been hoping for? It's just that he made the first move, and boys should take the initiative. So I stopped resisting.

He started kissing my lips, and when his lips touched mine, I felt completely drained. I felt like the whole world had shrunk to just the two of us. I kissed him passionately, and that afternoon we kissed for the entire afternoon.

"He didn't touch you, I mean your breasts, your pussy!"

"How could you be so lewd? Sometimes in love, you don't think about sex. Besides, we were so innocent back then, it was just the beginning!"

"I don't think so," I said disdainfully. "Liu Banyong's family is rich. I heard he's had several girlfriends before!"

"Yeah, but I think he really loved me back then. He didn't take advantage of me!" my wife said wistfully.

The first time he touched me was on the afternoon of the last day of my senior year of high school. I was wearing a skirt. When we kissed, he gently touched my face, then his hand slid to my breasts. I didn't refuse; I liked him so much then, I couldn't bear to refuse him. He slowly massaged my breasts, even putting his hand inside my bra and gently pinching my nipples. I was so excited, it was the first time someone had touched my erogenous zones. My breath almost stopped. I felt like I was about to die, like I was floating on clouds. Everything felt so unreal, even the feeling itself seemed unreal.

“No wonder you get so excited when I touch your breasts now, it all started back then. Did he touch your pussy afterwards?”

“You men all like this kind of thing, I won’t tell you, it’ll drive you crazy.” She laughed and pinched me, snuggling into my arms.

“Tell me, you little slut, or I’ll fuck you to death.” I pretended to pin her down.

“Okay, okay, I’ll tell you, don’t be angry!”

He did. I was incredibly excited when he touched my breasts, feeling something surging within me, suffocating, and incredibly wet down there. He slid his hand down my body to my knees. I was just sitting in his lap, and he easily slipped his hand under my skirt. I could hear his breathing was a little rapid, I guessed he was just as excited as I was. He touched my pussy through my underwear, and I didn’t dodge, I actually wanted him to touch me, I even wanted him to take my underwear off. Maybe he was too excited and too rough, anyway, it hurt me. I suddenly snapped out of it, pushed him away abruptly, and straightened my skirt. He looked embarrassed. I lowered my head and whispered to him not to do that again. He didn't say anything. Afraid of making her angry, I snuggled into his arms and gently kissed him, and he gently responded. I put my tongue in his mouth, and he sucked on it. After a while, his hands started to wander again. Afraid of a repeat of the embarrassing situation, I stood up and pulled him back to school.

"And then, how many more times did you touch me?" I asked impatiently, my penis already erect.

"Are you angry? Your wife has been touched by other men!" She looked up at me playfully.

"Tch! Who cares? I'm not petty." I pretended to be indifferent.

I don't remember how many times he touched me, but he touched me every time we went out. After a while, I got used to it. Whenever we were outside, he would hug me and put his hand inside my crotch. I always tried to wear a skirt when we went out, as it was more convenient. He touched me in more and more ways, and every time he touched me I was so excited that I had to change my underwear when I got home. Once he even plucked one of my pubic hairs and said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. You men are really bad.

I love my unfaithful wife (2)

Hearing this, my penis was already rock hard. I touched my wife's lower body and found that it was already a wet expanse.

I laughed and said, "You're horny, you're even talking about yourself until you're wet. Come on! Let me have a go and quench your thirst!"

"Go away, don't laugh at me!" She clenched her little fist and hit me.

I quickly took off my clothes, jumped on her, pushed her panties aside, and went straight for her, thrusting wildly. She was also extremely excited and kept moaning "uh-huh" and "ah-ah". Oh right, I forgot to tell you, I usually like my wife to wear her panties when we have sex, because it gives me a rape-like pleasure. After thrusting in and out over a hundred times, I lay on top of her to rest, and casually touched her pussy, noticing that her juices had already flowed down to her anus, and my penis was covered in a white, gooey liquid.

"You little slut, are you mistaking me for Liu Banyong, getting so excited?"

"Come on, you like your wife being fucked by other men so much? Tomorrow I'll find a handsome guy and give you a green hat!" she said with a laugh.

"Go on, go on, don't just talk the talk, let him fuck you like that too." I said, and then thrust into her a few more times.

"You're going to kill me!" she exclaimed excitedly, hugging me tightly.

"So, did he actually fuck you?"

"Yes!" This time she didn't keep me in suspense, answering readily. Before, when I asked her, she always gave vague answers, like, "How could that be?" "Don't you trust me?" "I gave you my virginity, didn't you know?" and other evasive things, and if I pressed her further, she'd turn on me and ignore me. This time, she was probably so aroused by what I made her so passionate; when women get wanton, they're like men when they're drunk, daring to say anything.

"Really?" I asked absentmindedly. I knew it was true; it couldn't possibly be fake. No woman would willingly claim sex that didn't happen to her. In this respect, women are completely different from men. Although I had already guessed this outcome, it was still a little bittersweet that my wife had said it herself. But my penis became even harder.

"Are you angry? I didn't want to tell you, but you insisted on asking!" My wife looked at me defiantly while I was momentarily stunned.

"No, don't be silly. It's been so many years, why would I be angry? Go on!"

"Then I'll tell you, but let's make it clear first, you asked for this, so don't be angry!" My wife said with a smile, but her eyes were cold.

"Okay!" I agreed immediately.

The first time he did it with me was in the park, in the second semester of my junior year of high school. June 6th, I remember it clearly. The weather was already a bit warm, and I was wearing a short skirt with a wide hem. It was the first time I'd ever bought a skirt like that, a yellow and green floral pattern. Wearing it made me feel like a princess. That day, the flowers in the park were in full bloom, and you know I love flowers. We played until very late, then bought some snacks and sat down to eat in a small pavilion. By then, there were very few people left, just a few couples. After we finished eating, I sat in his lap as usual. His hands started to wander again, first gently kneading my breasts and pinching my nipples. I couldn't take it anymore and couldn't help but moan softly, which made him even more excited, and he began to knead my breasts more vigorously. I felt a surge of desire rising from my lower abdomen, and I hugged him tightly. Then his hands moved to my genitals, and I think I must have been incredibly wet. He gently pinched my labia majora, sometimes the left, sometimes the right, sometimes both at once, making me extremely wet and almost exhausted. At that moment, I really wished he would put his fingers inside and help me dig. My legs had already involuntarily opened, waiting for his fingers to enter. Sure enough, soon he inserted his index finger and vigorously dug, I could hear a "squelch, squelch" sound. I buried my face in his shoulder, letting out suppressed moans. Waves of pleasure in my vagina overwhelmed my mind; I only wanted him to dig deeper, I couldn't think of anything else. Perhaps my underwear was in the way, he roughly pulled it down to my thighs. At that moment, I was enveloped in a masochistic pleasure and didn't resist at all. Taking advantage of this, he ripped my underwear off and stuffed it into his pocket. It was too late to resist; I could only let him do as he pleased. At this point, my skirt had been lifted by him, leaving me completely naked from the waist down. Several people were loitering around, and I was terrified, clutching my genitals tightly with my hands. He, however, seemed unconcerned, prying my hands away and continuing to fondle my genitals. His technique was practiced, as if he were very experienced. I had a slight doubt, but my frenzied emotions quickly overwhelmed it. Soon, he was making me moan repeatedly.

I also felt his penis react, hard as a wooden stick pressing against my buttocks. It was thrusting restlessly. After a while, he helped me up, unzipped my pants, and pulled out his penis. In the light, I saw a man's penis for the first time. It wasn't very long, but it was quite thick, dark, and the round "eyes" at the tip glared angrily. He made me straddle his lap. Although I was somewhat unwilling, I truly loved him and couldn't bear to refuse him. I obediently straddled his lap, and he rubbed his large penis back and forth at the entrance of my vagina, sometimes even penetrating a few centimeters. I had never been with a man before, but I had heard that the first time was very painful, and that I might even get pregnant. So every time he penetrated a little, I quickly pulled his penis out, but I was so wet that I was really afraid he would accidentally go in again.

Suddenly, he pulled a plastic bag out of his back pocket, and before I could figure out what it was, he tore it open and took out something that looked like a rubber band. I immediately realized it was a condom. Although I had never seen one in person before, I had seen its shape in books, so I knew what it was. He had already put the condom on his penis, and his movements were so practiced that I wondered if he had been with other women before. He hugged my waist again, and his penis was aimed at my vulva. Before I could understand what was happening, I heard a "whoosh," and his big penis was completely inside me. I felt a sharp pain in my lower body, and my mind went blank, but I knew clearly that my girlhood was over, and I had become a woman. It was him, the man in front of me, who had turned me from a girl into a woman. He abandoned his usual gentleness, thrusting wildly. I felt like a helpless lamb, held in his arms and relentlessly tormented. I don't know how long he went on, but the pain in my lower body gradually disappeared, replaced by waves of tingling pleasure, which intensified with each thrust. He muttered something while he was fucking me, and after a while, I finally understood he was swearing, "You filthy bitch, you slut, I'm going to deflower you, let you taste what a man is like..." Swear words I used to find repulsive now sounded incredibly arousing, and I even tried to spread my legs to actively welcome his penetration, contracting my vagina as much as possible to increase the pleasure.

(I suddenly understood why my wife liked it when I swore while we were having sex!!)

Twenty minutes later, he let out a muffled groan and held me tightly. His penis suddenly swelled considerably, throbbing inside me; I knew he had ejaculated. Unfortunately, I didn't reach orgasm. A long while later, he finally pulled his penis out and put it in his pants. He threw the condom into the bushes, took my underwear out of his pocket, carefully wiped it on my genitals a few times, and examined it closely under the light. I asked him what he was looking at. He only said, "There's blood!" I knew it was my virgin blood. I asked him for the underwear back, and he said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. To this day, he hasn't returned it to me. When I went back, I was no different than usual, but I knew I was no longer a virgin, but a woman. Although it was just the loss of my hymen, the nature of my being had changed. And I wasn't wearing anything under my skirt.

By the time my wife finished talking, I had already ejaculated, and she had also masturbated to orgasm.

Later, I asked her if she had slept with Liu Banyong again. She said of course, they were together throughout their senior year of high school, and whenever Liu Banyong needed them, they would go to a hotel. Liu Banyong had learned some tricks from somewhere, making my wife feel incredibly good. From being passive to actively inviting Liu Banyong to a hotel, my wife had become deeply infatuated with Liu Banyong's sexual techniques.

I love my unfaithful wife (3)

After entering university, my wife became a little more restrained. Since her original boyfriend did not get into the same school as her, the two of them gradually stopped contacting each other. Once, lying in bed, I asked her, "Has Liu Banyong ever contacted you again?" At first, she was unwilling to say, but I forced her to admit that he had contacted her once or twice.

"Did you two do it?" I asked, pinching her labia majora.

"Yes!" she said shyly, "He wanted it too much, so I had no choice but to give it to him!"

"How did you do it?" I pinched her hard.

"Ah!" she exclaimed, "Go away, here we go again. You get excited when you hear someone else is having sex with your wife, huh!" she said coquettishly.

"That's right! That's right! Tell me quickly, in detail, or I'll fuck you to death!" At this moment, my penis became hard again.

"It was during my freshman year of college. He came to see me from his school, so we went to a hotel and got a room on the second floor. As soon as we got there, he stripped me naked and started sucking my vagina. I knew he was coming, so I had showered early, because I missed him a lot. It was the first time he gave me oral sex, and I was so excited, I was constantly wet. He was very skilled, first kissing my inner thighs, back and forth. I couldn't take it anymore and wanted him to kiss my vagina, but he wouldn't. I screamed desperately, since we were in a hotel, I wasn't worried about being heard. When he first kissed my vagina, I completely broke down, I just wanted to be fucked like that by him for the rest of my life, to be his sex slave, to be fucked to death by him. That's how I came to orgasm from his kisses. I don't know if it was his saliva or my own fluids, but the sheets were soaked. Then he let..." I rolled over, lay face down, and stuck my ass out like a bitch, just like when you usually fuck me from behind. I thought he was going to fuck me from behind too, but instead he slapped me hard and asked, "Bitch, haven't you been wanting a man lately? Want to be fucked?" I was excited at the time, not angry at all, but rather felt a kind of sadistic pleasure. Before I could answer, his slaps rained down on my ass, sometimes pinching and twisting. Later, I looked in the mirror, and my whole ass was purple and it hurt for days. "

Thinking about how my lovely wife had been ravaged like this, my cock throbbed painfully. I mounted her and thrust into the bottom of her vagina. Actually, she was already incredibly wet, so I didn't feel anything, it was like being in a slippery leather bag. She actually let out a 'Ah!' sound of pleasure. I fucked her a few times hard and commanded, 'Keep talking, you bitch!'"

My wife gave me a coquettish look and continued, "His hand got tired from hitting me, so he pulled out his penis and thrust it in, just like you did. He fucked me hard, cursing as he went, just like before, calling me 'slut,' 'slut,' 'whore,' and all sorts of disgusting things. The more he cursed me, the more excited I got, twisting my ass as he fucked me. He fucked me in that position for 20 minutes straight, and I had two orgasms. He didn't even ejaculate! He's amazing! I still get excited thinking about it.

Suddenly, he picked me up and said, 'Let's do something exciting.' I had completely lost my mind at that point, I just wanted him to fuck me, so I vaguely agreed. He carried me to the window, drew back the curtains, opened the window, and let me..." My hand gripped the window. This inn was run by a local family; the houses were right outside the window. Although there weren't many people that morning, people still walked by occasionally. I screamed, "Are you crazy! Someone saw us!" He didn't care and thrust into me from behind, vigorously fucking me. I didn't dare scream loudly, afraid someone would hear, but a man in his fifties still walked past the window, staring in astonishment at me and my bouncing breasts. Luckily, he ejaculated at that moment, or I would have been mortified. I had another orgasm when he ejaculated. "

I thrust into my wife's vagina a few times and then ejaculated. Thinking about my wife being fucked like that by another man, I felt a pang of sadness. My wife didn't have an orgasm; she just looked at me with a flushed face.

"He didn't use a condom, and he ejaculated inside you?" I asked.

"Yeah, we were too excited that time. He didn't wear a condom, and I didn't let him!"

"What if you got pregnant?"

My wife didn't answer me, just looked up at me. "Are you angry, honey?"

"No way!" I said, pretending to be magnanimous. "What's done is done, why would I be angry?"

"I got pregnant that time!" My wife said quietly. "Later, I went and had an abortion myself without telling him! But it was only that one time. After that, I was very careful."

Good heavens, my wife had actually had an abortion for another man. I felt a pang of pain in my heart, but my penis, uncooperatively, became hard again inside her vagina. Thinking that my wife's vagina had held another man's penis countless times, that another man had ejaculated inside her, and that man's sperm had implanted and developed in her uterus, the feeling of excitement replaced the psychological pain.

"So you two did it all at this hotel?" I asked.

"No!"

"Ah! And outside too, how many times have you two done it?"

My wife realized she'd let something slip and stammered, "Okay, several times!"

"How many times exactly, you little slut?" I thrust into her a couple more times and asked.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, probably dozens of times, I can't remember exactly. Anyway, every time he came, he wanted me to do it many times, and I couldn't bear not to. His school isn't far from ours, you know. He comes whenever he wants to sleep with a woman.

I do know that, Liu Banyong's school isn't far from ours, although they're in two cities, it's only a little over a hundred kilometers between them, less than three hours by car. That guy's family is pretty rich, he doesn't care about the travel expenses, the cost of rooms, or the cost of food.

" "And where else have you done it? Not at school, right?" "Actually, I know they must have had sex on campus, because our school is big, with lots of trees, and many places suitable for romance. You can just find a secluded spot and have sex. When my wife and I first started dating, we went on many romantic dates on campus, but we didn't actually have sex. I was just asking casually.

" "Of course we've done it on campus!" At this point, my wife got a little horny, so she became bolder: "We've done it quite a few times, and several times we almost got seen. One time was particularly exciting. We wandered around campus until very late. Since we had a room booked at the school hotel, we didn't plan to go back to our dorms, so we weren't worried about locking the door. Around midnight, there weren't many people left on campus, just one or two students returning late from studying. We had just had sex in a dark place, and he had me incredibly excited. The afterglow of my orgasm hadn't subsided, so I just wanted to take a walk to calm down before going back to sleep. Suddenly, he hugged me from behind and said, 'Let's do something more exciting.' I said, 'What kind of naughty idea are you thinking of now?'" As always, he never asked for my opinion when he wanted to do something, but I actually liked it because it was always exciting. He lifted my skirt, took off my panties, and then unhooked my bra. I looked at him, puzzled, wondering what he was up to. He hung my bra on a lush pine tree by the roadside, where it would be easily seen by passersby, and then pulled me along, saying, "Come on, let's go for a walk and come back!" I didn't care; he bought me a lot of my underwear anyway, so I wouldn't be heartbroken if it got lost. Besides, I was incredibly aroused at the time. We walked east along Yingcai Road to Jianye Road, then north to Changqing Avenue, then to Yayuan Road, and back to Yingcai Road. Along the way, he was very restless, constantly pinching my buttocks. When we reached Yayuan Road, he suddenly lifted my skirt. I was wearing a black sundress that day, and instinctively I tried to pull it down, but he firmly held my hands and pulled them straight up, quickly pulling the skirt off. I wasn't wearing a bra, and suddenly I was completely naked, only wearing white high-heeled sandals. I screamed and whispered, "Give me my clothes back, someone will see!" He replied, "I just want to see my beloved little slut." He was being coaxing; his words reignited my excitement, and my earlier fear vanished. Yayuan Road, though not a main road, is adjacent to the library and is usually a busy place, but now it was deserted. But thinking about how so many people usually walk here, and I'm standing naked on this road, I felt so excited that it felt like hundreds of ants were crawling down there, my vagina was incredibly itchy, and I was wet all over my legs. I felt like everyone was staring at me, at my breasts, at my pussy. So, naked, I walked with Liu Banyong on my arm from the north side of Yayuan Road to the south side. On the way, he said, "There's probably no other slut like you in your school." I said, "That's because you made me do this." He slapped my butt, the sound especially loud in the quiet of the night. When we were almost at the pine tree, he suddenly pulled me into the shadows and said, "Look!" I followed his gaze and saw a boy with glasses standing under the pine tree, smelling my underwear. After smelling it for a while, he put down the book he was holding, unbuckled his belt, took out his penis, wrapped it in my underwear, and started masturbating. He ejaculated in a short while, but it lasted a long time, you could tell from his facial expression, a full half minute. Then he hung my underwear on the tree again, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and slipped away. We waited until he was pretty far away before rushing back to the tree, taking down my underwear to check. There was a large puddle of semen on it, still warm, and emitting a peculiar fishy smell. Ban Yong reached out and touched my genitals, saying, "You slut, you're all wet down your legs!" Only then did I realize I was soaking wet. Later, Liu Ban Yong insisted I eat the semen on my underwear. He really knew how to tease people. "

Did you eat it?" I asked, gently thrusting into my wife's vagina.

"Yes, I did. He wouldn't allow it if I didn't, and it got all over my face." Later, he got really into it, stripped me naked, and fucked me again on Yingcai Road near our school. While he was fucking me, he shouted, "Come and see! I'm fucking slut Li Mingyue! Everyone come and gang rape her, fuck her vagina!" I was terrified, afraid someone would hear. Luckily, there weren't many people around. Perhaps he was too excited, he ejaculated very soon. In the end, he even made me swallow his semen. That time, I had many orgasms, it was so exciting. "

As I said this, I felt my wife's vagina clenching, it turned out she had an orgasm. But my penis went soft all of a sudden.

I love my unfaithful wife (4)

When Liu Banyong was in his second or third year of university, he got a new girlfriend and gradually reduced his contact with my wife. In the first semester of his junior year, Liu Banyong officially broke up with my wife. My wife was heartbroken. She told me that those days were unbearable to recall. She had begged Liu Banyong not to abandon her, saying she didn't care that he had a new girlfriend. She even knelt down and cried, begging him once. But none of this moved Liu Banyong's heart, and he still cruelly abandoned my wife. Afterwards, she found out that Liu Banyong was simply a playboy who, relying on his family's wealth, had countless women. My wife was at best a plaything for him, a tool to satisfy his lust. From beginning to end, he didn't invest any feelings in her. However, my wife still thinks about him to this day. Perhaps it's because women are always deeply attached to their first man, or perhaps Liu Banyong's sexual skills were indeed very high. My wife can't explain why she can't forget him. She says that even if Liu Banyong came to sleep with her now, she probably wouldn't refuse.

In the first semester of my senior year, I filled the void in my wife's heart. Perhaps she wasn't used to living alone, or perhaps my circumstances were good enough, but she quickly accepted me. During that time, we made love frequently, and she taught me many positions—it was very exciting, and I was almost infatuated with her. We did it every day, sometimes in a rented apartment, sometimes in the wild outside the campus. However, there was one thing: whenever we booked a room, she would take me to the small hotel she and Liu Banyong had been to, probably to remember him. I quite liked that place; it was very quiet.

After graduation, we went to the same city, but not to the same company. She worked in a clothing company as a salesperson. I went to a decent university, and we got married quickly. Life was peaceful and comfortable. My wife worked in sales, which inevitably meant she had to interact with many people, often dealing with other companies or clients, and made many friends. So she often went out for social events, and she also enjoyed socializing. The company was doing well, so sometimes she earned more than me, which made me very happy. There are nine people in her department, mostly young and open-minded. They joke around and make a lively atmosphere. One of them, Wang Jinping, is very close to my wife. He's three years older than us. When my wife first joined the company, she couldn't get any orders, and Wang Jinping helped her a lot, teaching her how to interact with people and how to speak. He even gave her several orders, so we're both very grateful to him. I felt comfortable letting my wife go out to get orders with him.

One afternoon, I came home from work and found my wife sitting alone. I was surprised; she usually gets off work later than me. Why was she home so early today? I asked her, and she hesitated. After I pressed her, she finally said that Wang Jinping liked her a lot. I said that's normal, that's how it is, you like him too, don't you? She said it wasn't that kind of liking. Later, she told me the details. It turned out that they went out to get orders together that day. Wang Jinping was very persuasive, and with my wife's good looks, the client quickly signed the contract. Of course, they discussed the kickback. Everything was settled around 5 PM, and the two of them were very happy, so they went to Boiling Point Coffee Shop for tea. Once inside, Wang Jinping asked for a room further inside and they started chatting enthusiastically. The conversation eventually turned to relationships, and Wang Jinping asked, "Do you remember that client from Baoji last time?" My wife replied, "Of course I remember. He was a very capable young man, very sociable, and a good dancer." Wang Jinping said, "Actually, he was my deskmate in junior high school. We were best friends, and our relationship has always been good." My wife then realized that Wang Jinping had helped her with that 3 million yuan order. She gratefully said, "Thank you so much, Brother Wang." At that moment, Wang Jinping suddenly moved from opposite sides to sit next to my wife, took her hand, and said, "Ah Yue, I've always liked you. You're so beautiful." My wife was completely flustered. Although she liked Wang Jinping and admired his shrewdness and composure in the business world, she had never thought of getting close to him. However, she was too embarrassed to refuse and disappoint him, so she let him hold her hand. Wang Jinping then hugged my wife, but she gently pushed him away, saying, "Brother Wang, I have a husband!" Wang Jinping didn't say anything more, but simply hugged my wife tightly again. This time, my wife didn't struggle. Fortunately, Wang Jinping didn't take any further action. They hugged for a while and then went home separately. As my

wife recounted this, I felt a mix of anger and excitement, and my penis involuntarily hardened.

"You little slut, it feels good to be hugged by another man, doesn't it? Are you wet down there?"

"Honey, are you angry? I'll never let him do that again! Okay?"

"I'm not angry. It's best not to offend Brother Wang easily. Letting him hug you isn't a big deal!"

"Do you really think that way, honey?"

"Yes, Brother Wang has helped you a lot, and besides, he's a middle-level manager in the company now." That was my honest thought.

"Honey, you're so sweet! I thought you'd be angry if I told you!" My wife hugged me gently.

"You little slut, you've been thinking about me for a while now! You've fallen for me?" I teased her with a laugh.

"Come on, no way! But I really admire him, especially when it comes to business, he's got real business acumen!"

"You still say you don't like him? It's no big deal, you've let other men sleep with you before!" I said with a laugh.

My wife punched me hard and said, "If you say it again, I really will let him sleep with me! But he's not here now, so you can have it!" Saying that, she straddled me. Thinking that my wife might have been molested by someone else, I was also very excited. I quickly stripped her naked, and when I touched her, I found that she was wet. I said, "Your pussy is all wet, do you want Wang Jinping to fuck you?

" "Yes, fuck me, fuck my pussy!"

I jumped on top of her and thrust all the way in. My wife's pussy was very wet, it felt very good to fuck her, making a splattering sound.

"You slut, do you still want Wang Jinping?" I asked while vigorously fucking her.

"Yes, I want him to fuck me, Jinping, fuck me, fuck me to death! Jinping!"

My wife is terrifyingly lewd. Before long, I climaxed amidst her moans.

From then on, with my wife's repeated tacit approval, Wang Jinping took advantage of her, often touching her when no one was around, sometimes even lifting her skirt. My wife told me all this, and naturally, we had another passionate fucking session.

One day, my wife came home from work and told me that the client in Baoji had placed another order, and she was going to Baoji with Wang Jinping the next day.

"Then you can't escape this time. Wang Jinping will definitely fuck you. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" I said sourly.

"Don't you want to? Every time you fuck me, you make me call Wang Jinping's name!" After saying that, she gave me a provocative look and ran inside to pack her clothes.

I followed her in and said, "Fuck me, but don't ejaculate inside. Be careful you don't get pregnant!"

"No way, I'll let him ejaculate inside. I want to have his child and make you furious!" my wife said with a laugh.

"You little slut, I'll teach you to be disobedient!" I lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, and thrust inside. She was already soaking wet.

She jerked away, saying, "I won't let you do it! I'll let him fuck me while I'm wet!" She laughed and ran into the inner room.

I noticed that all the panties she had packed were sexy, not a single one conservative, and her outer clothes were short skirts and denim shorts—it seemed she was serious.

The next day, she left before I even got out of bed, without her phone. I didn't know if it was intentional or if she forgot. For seven whole days, I couldn't contact her, which drove me crazy. I even suspected that Wang Jinping had raped her to death, dismembered her, and dumped the body in a ravine. The stray dog tore her to pieces, even her vagina was eaten. I called her company, and they said business wasn't going well and it would take a few more days. I thought to myself, Wang Jinping must have really satisfied her; maybe her vagina is even swollen from being fucked. Seven days later, she came back in the evening, radiant. She threw down her bag, hugged me, and kissed me passionately, her tongue entwining with mine, biting my lips, just like a bitch in heat. After kissing me enough, she nestled in my arms and said gently, "Honey, thank you, you're so good." I was confused by her words, but I immediately understood.

"You slut, did Wang Jinping fuck you good?!"

"Yeah, your wife's pussy is all swollen from his fucking, aren't you happy about it?!" my wife said with a laugh.

My cock instantly hardened: "I'm happy, of course I'm happy, you slutty bitch, let me see your pussy!"

"I just finished reporting to the company, and he fucked me again! Right there in his office, I still have his semen in my pussy!"

"Really!" I was already incredibly excited, and immediately pulled down his denim shorts, leaned over to look, and sure enough, his pussy was very wet, with a lot of clear fluid, probably the semen had liquefied, but there was still a distinct smell of semen. The bottom of his underwear was already soaked, probably a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid. I pulled out my cock and, without thinking twice, pushed her down on the sofa and fucked her in one go. Because Wang Jinping's semen was moistening her vagina, it didn't take much effort for me to penetrate all the way in. I felt that my wife's pussy was a little loose, not as tight as before, probably because Brother Wang had made it loose. The warmth of my wife's vagina, combined with the stimulation of Wang Ge's semen, and the fact that I hadn't been with a woman in a long time, meant I ejaculated within minutes. I lay on top of my wife like a dead dog. My wife chuckled and said, "What's wrong? Why are you so useless? You're nowhere near as good as Wang Ge. His penis is much thicker and more powerful than yours. I'm going to take a shower." "Saying that, she pushed me off, put on her high heels, and swayed her big, white buttocks into the bathroom.

I weakly got up from the sofa and sat there lost in thought. Her travel bag was next to me. I casually unzipped it, and inside was a pile of dirty clothes, mostly sexy panties, bras, and skirts. After a closer look, they were all rumpled and covered in yellow stains. I guessed it was their secretions. I knew my wife liked to wipe herself with her underwear, and some of the underwear even had bloodstains on it. I was shocked, thinking that Wang Jinping might have broken or scratched my wife's vagina. This guy is too ruthless. Just as I was wondering, my wife came out after taking a shower, wrapped in a thin gauze.

"What are you looking through, honey? These are all gifts I brought you, hehe!" "She sat down next to me. My wife is very sexy, with snow-white skin, a high, perky butt, and a pair of large breasts that seem about to burst out, making me want to have a nosebleed. I know my wife has a good figure, but for some reason, she looks especially beautiful today.

"Look, these are all things that Wang and I used

. I didn't wash them, I brought them back specifically to arouse you. Excited, aren't you?!" I grabbed my wife's large breasts: "You slut, you went out and sold your cunt and came back to annoy me!" I said with a laugh.

My wife ignored me, holding up a pair of see-through panties and continued: "Look, these are the panties I wore on the first day. We booked a room and did it all day. They're covered in our fluids. We didn't go out all day, didn't look for clients, just drank some water when we were thirsty. He ejaculated six times, and in the end, only a little fluid came out. My cunt was swollen too, and in the end, he even put three fingers inside me to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, my cunt couldn't close up." "

My wife is terrifyingly lewd. All she talks about is 'cunt,' 'dick,' 'fuck,' and 'sex.' She doesn't even blush. Hearing this, my penis got hard again. She grabbed it, stroked it a couple of times, and then put it down, a look of disdain on her face. So soft, and so small. Brother Wang's penis is much bigger than yours, especially the head, which looks like a little mushroom. It feels so good scraping against my vagina. He's really good at it, even better than Liu Banyong. Hey, men are just different." She looked longingly at him.

"Look at this thong, Brother Wang bought it for me. Actually, we finished off the client in one morning, told the company business wasn't going well, and they actually believed us and even gave us a few more days off. We went sightseeing for the next few days. We went to Taibai Mountain in Baoji. There were very few people that day, and it was drizzling, so beautiful."

"Did you two have sex in the wild? I just had a sudden thought!"

"My husband really understands me?" "My wife hugged my face and kissed me. 'Of course, I suggested it. He'd never tried it before, and he was so excited. He stripped naked, and I was just wearing these underwear. We did it on the mountain path. Someone came by once, which scared us so much we ran into the woods. Luckily, we weren't discovered. It was so exciting! We reached climax quickly. My underwear got dirty too. That day, we left our luggage at the hotel, and I told him to put it in his pocket because I had nowhere else to put it. He wouldn't put it there; instead, he tucked the underwear in and stuffed it inside my vagina. It was so exciting! Liu Banyong and I had never done this before. He's so naughty! When we walked, he was thrusting all the time; nobody would ever guess I had underwear in my vagina. It was so lewd!' My wife couldn't help but gasp as she spoke. I knew she was very excited. I reached out and touched her; sure enough, she was already very wet, even soaking our fabric sofa.

I flipped her over, tucked the dirty underwear in, and stuffed it back into her vagina. 'I'll shove it in until I die, you slut!'" "

Swallow me! I'm such a slut, my pussy is full of Wang Ge's semen, swallow me, swallow me!"

Her cries made me stop. I sat down, picked up a blood-stained pair of underwear, and asked, "What happened?

" "I'm on my period, and he still wanted to do it, so I had to let him!"

Oh, I suddenly understood. No wonder they were so comfortable with it. The seven days before and eight days after—it was the safe period! Wang Jinping is a real jerk. When my wife is on her period, I take good care of her, never letting her touch cold water, let alone do it with her. In fact, she doesn't let me do it either. She won't even let me touch her, saying her hands aren't clean and she's afraid of bacterial infection. Now, she's become so cheap with Wang Jinping, letting him use his dirty, unwashed penis to do whatever he wants, getting menstrual blood everywhere.

"He seemed excited to see the blood, fucking me like crazy, wanting to shove his penis, balls and all, it felt so good. I never thought it would feel so good to do it during my period!" “

Then let’s do it when I have my period!” I said shamelessly.

“No!” My wife was firm: “Doing it with you isn’t very interesting, it’s not worth the price. Honey, I love you, but your sexual ability is average. How about we be a sexless couple from now on?”

“Why? Do you want a divorce?” I asked, puzzled.

“No, honey, I love you, I can’t live without you!” As she spoke, she hugged me and kissed me passionately: “Don’t you like to masturbate on porn sites? I won’t object to that anymore. If you really can’t stand it, I’ll satisfy you. I want to be Brother Wang’s mistress, besides, don’t you like other people having sex with me?” My wife gave me a mischievous smile, looking at me shyly.

Looking at my beautiful wife, I really couldn't bear to refuse her, but a bitter, indescribable feeling welled up inside me. The thought of my wife only being used and satisfied by others made me feel like I was dreaming. It was like a scene from a pornographic novel, yet it was happening right before my eyes, in my life. I decided to change everything; I couldn't let life spiral into this absurdity.

"No way, then I'll be living the life of a widow!" I said, feigning seriousness.

"Fine, I'm going to sleep!" My wife's expression immediately changed. She left me in the living room and went back to her room alone.

I felt completely lost, not knowing what to say to stop her, and even regretting refusing her earlier. I love her very much. She says she can't live without me, but in fact, I feel even more dependent on her. She's very considerate and takes meticulous care of me. I've never washed clothes, cooked, or washed dishes. I've never cleaned the house either. These past few days without her coming home, the house has been a complete mess. I sat there blankly for a long time. Then I started rummaging through her bag. In the side pocket were several new clothes and a beautiful dress. She had a pair of denim shorts from Dongzhimeng. There were also several sexy pairs of underwear I'd never seen before; I guessed Wang Jinping bought them for her. One of them was a set, black, with a round bra that cut out the center—I reckon it would expose her entire breasts—and a layer of black veil over it. She also had a thong with an open crotch. And a pair of long, black fishnet stockings with large mesh. It looked really sexy. This set probably cost a hundred or two hundred yuan. I couldn't take it anymore, so I found a pair of underwear covered in yellow stains and ran to the bathroom to masturbate.

When I returned to the bedroom, my wife was already asleep, sleeping soundly, probably exhausted. Her bathrobe clung tightly to her curvaceous body. I didn't dare wake her and quietly got into bed.

She was probably really angry; for the next few days, she didn't talk to me properly, but she went about her business as usual—washing my dirty clothes, keeping the room spotless, and cooking delicious meals. She just always made excuses to avoid letting me touch her at night. A few days later, I couldn't take it anymore. One night in bed, I said, "Honey, let's make up, I promise!"

"Oh, really?" My wife was a little lukewarm.

"But you have to promise me one thing," I said cautiously.

"What is it? Tell me!"

"You let me have sex with you once a week!"

"Okay, no problem!" My wife perked up

. Seeing her rare smile made me incredibly happy.

"But you can't force me, if I'm not feeling well!"

"Okay!" I readily agreed.

My wife gently hugged me, and we kissed passionately, having sex. Because we hadn't had sex for several days, I ejaculated quickly.

After we finished, my wife lay in my arms and said, "As a reward, I'll tell you a thrilling story!"

I immediately got excited. I remembered that since she came back, she hadn't properly told me about her and Wang Jinping's affair!

"That time, we were visiting Mount Taibai. We were in a hotel, and after a few rounds, we slept together because we were tired. I woke up in the middle of the night, incredibly thirsty, and when I wanted to drink water, I realized the kettle was empty, and we hadn't bought any bottled water. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I woke him up and asked him to go buy me some water. He said, 'Where are we going to buy water at two in the morning?' He absolutely refused to go. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, sat up, hugged me, and said, 'Baby, drink my pee, I'm really bursting!' I slapped him and said, 'Get lost.' But he just kept pestering me. At first, I didn't want to, but then I couldn't resist his pleading, and it sounded exciting, so I agreed. He then made me kneel on the ground, put his penis in my mouth, and made me suck it. Maybe because he was too nervous, he couldn't pee at all. I spat out his penis and giggled, and he peed even more." He wouldn't come out. There was no other way; I figured he might be able to pee through the toilet. So I went to the bathroom with him. He peed through the toilet for a long time before finally managing to pee, and the urine was very clear. I quickly put his penis in my mouth. His urine was a bit sour and salty, very pungent. I only drank a couple of sips before I didn't want to drink anymore, but he wasn't satisfied. He pressed my head down and forced his penis into my mouth. I had no choice but to drink a few more sips, spitting out the rest! "

At this point, I was incredibly excited: 'Are there any sluts like you? Even prostitutes don't drink other people's urine!'"

My wife noticed something was wrong and quickly shoved my penis into her overflowing vagina: "No, I'm just afraid Brother Wang will be angry. I like him so much! I don't want to upset him." She then vigorously wiggled her hips, as if Wang Jinping's penis was inside her.

"You're so shameless! Did you used to be a prostitute? How

can you be so lewd?" "Yeah, your wife used to be a prostitute. A thousand men, ten thousand asses, otherwise my pussy wouldn't be like that. Come on, stop talking nonsense, just fuck me!" My wife's pussy was indeed a little different from others. I noticed it when we were dating. Her genitals were a darker color, bulging like a small steamed bun, with her labia minora drooping outwards, very dark, almost purplish. Parted, it looked like a butterfly; sometimes I jokingly called her pussy "Little Butterfly." Hearing her say that, I almost actually believed she had been a prostitute. You know, nowadays many female college students sell their bodies; although it wasn't as common back then, it still happened. Could my wife really have sold herself?

My mind wandered, and my penis's excitement decreased. This time, I lasted longer, making my wife scream and howl like a bitch in heat. She kept asking for different positions, one of which was lying on the bed with her legs raised high and tightly closed. I had never seen her use that position before. When I asked, I found out that Wang Jinping had taught her that position. She also said that she had no self-respect during the days she was away on business with Wang Jinping. She would let him have sex with her whenever he wanted. She never refused to do anything he asked her to do, playing the role of a prostitute who didn't want money.

From then on, my wife was often with Wang Jinping. It became common for her to not come home for a day or two, and sometimes she would only come home for two days a week. She said that she and Wang Jinping rented a house outside and she would stay there at night.

I love my unfaithful wife (5)

In this way, my wife became Wang Jinping's mistress. According to my wife, they had feelings for each other, and they got together because of those feelings. But I know that was just an excuse. The main reason was that my wife was a slut with a strong sex drive; while Wang Jinping felt that if he didn't have sex with her, he would have no choice but to have sex with her, since it didn't cost him any money. It was good to vent his frustrations from time to time. That's why they were so compatible. When I casually expressed my feelings to my wife, she always got angry, saying I was jealous and wanted to back out. I had no choice but to let her be. Later, I found out that Wang Jinping and my wife had ulterior motives. I discovered this in my wife's diary. Actually, my wife didn't usually keep a diary; it was a habit she developed after she got together with Wang Jinping. She said she wanted to record these wonderful days. About half a year later, Wang Jinping was promoted and returned to the Nanjing headquarters with his wife, and my wife moved back home. That's when I found the diary in her suitcase.

After moving home, my wife had her own drawer, filled with things from her and Wang Jinping's lives. It was locked, and no one was allowed to open it. Since Wang Jinping was no longer around, my wife's attitude towards me improved significantly, and we returned to our previous affectionate relationship. However, no matter how much I begged, she wouldn't let me see that drawer. One afternoon, she drank with clients and came home very drunk. I helped her take off her outer uniform and carried her to bed. After settling in, I lay on the sofa in the living room watching TV. My wife's bag was lying to the side, and I casually picked it up and rummaged through it. There were no condoms. Before Wang Jinping, my wife's bag always contained condoms. Suddenly, a bunch of keys caught my eye: there must be the key to that drawer on it. My hands trembled with excitement as I grabbed her keys and quickly put them in my pocket. I tiptoed to the bedroom: my wife was still fast asleep, sprawled out on the bed. I figured it wouldn't be easy to wake her, so I confidently went to my wife's study (we each have our own study). With trembling hands, I opened my wife's drawer. Sure enough, there were many sexy lingerie items inside, some I recognized, some I hadn't, all neatly arranged. There were also a few men's underwear items that didn't look washed. I picked one up and smelled it; it had an indescribable odor, probably Wang Jinping's body odor. Next, there was an exquisite box, which looked like plastic, but not quite; I didn't know what material it was. I opened the box; inside was a diary and an external hard drive. I casually flipped through the diary; it was filled with writing, like a journal. I hurriedly took the box and its contents to my study, first connecting the external hard drive, then copying everything to my laptop. During the copying process, I noticed Windows was transferring images and MOV files. Then I scanned the diary's contents to my computer as well. Everything was ready, so I put everything back in my wife's drawer and locked it. This whole process took me almost two hours; I even sneaked into the bedroom to check on my wife. It seemed unnecessary; she was sleeping like a log. I put the key back in her purse and absentmindedly started watching TV again. At 10 PM, my wife woke up, opened the fridge, grabbed a bottle of Coke, and sat down next to me. While drinking, she said, "That client today was a lecherous old man. He kept touching me inappropriately during dinner. There was no one else around, so I let him take advantage of me. In the end, I had to get him drunk. I ended up drinking too much, and now I have a headache!"

"How did he touch me?"

"He touched me, what else could he do? It's not like we're in a hotel. He groped me all over, and even put his groping hand inside my underwear!"

"Let me see, is it wet?" I said, pulling down his underwear. I found a large wet patch on the panty liner.

"What a slut, interested in all kinds of people. You get excited even when someone like that touches you!"

"No, it's just instinct!" My wife said shyly. "Honey, let's go to the dark dance hall and dance. We have nothing else to do today!" She deliberately changed the subject. The

dark dance hall is a famous dance venue in Xi'an, known for turning off the lights as soon as the dance starts. Strangers can touch each other inside, but of course, it's not free; you have to pay, usually 10-50 yuan, depending on the intensity. Many college students earn extra money there. Anyway, it's just touching, nothing serious, so it's very safe. My wife and I have been there a few times, but she usually lets me touch her. Occasionally, when things get chaotic, other people have touched her a couple of times, and that's already quite exciting. Every time we come back, my wife is incredibly wet. We haven't been there for a long time since I started dating Wang Jinping! To be honest, I want to go too, but I want to read my wife's diary even more, so I used this opportunity to send her away.

"Honey, I don't want to go. I'm exhausted from working overtime yesterday, and I didn't take a nap!"

"Well, who told you not to sleep?!"

"You've taken up the whole bed, how am I supposed to sleep? Why don't you go by yourself?"

"Lazybones! Okay, but you can't be jealous!" Since my wife left Wang Jinping, she's been much gentler with me.

"I won't, go ahead!" My wife went inside to change, while I continued watching the boring TV.

A little while later, my wife came out, dressed very sexily—a tank top and a tight denim skirt. I lifted her skirt, and underneath she was wearing a black, transparent, open-crotch, butt-lifting panty. It made my nose bleed!

"What are you looking at? Never seen anything like it before?" My wife swatted my hand away. "I'm leaving!" she said, opening the door and leaving.

The moment the door opened, I jumped up from the sofa and ran quickly to the window. A little while later, my wife came out of the hallway. In the streetlight, I saw her swaying her hips as she got into a taxi. Everything was safe; I could finally look at my wife's things!

I went into my study and eagerly opened my laptop, starting with the .mov files. I initially thought it was a sex tape of my wife and Wang Jinping, but it turned out to be just some ordinary videos of her with Wang Jinping and her colleagues, which was disappointing. The pictures, however, were quite stimulating, mostly photos of my wife and Wang Jinping having sex. Wang Jinping's penis is indeed quite large, with a thick head; no wonder my wife likes it so much. There were also several close-ups of my wife's genitals, taken very clearly, even showing her pores. Wang Jinping didn't show his face in any of the sex photos; that guy is really cunning. There were probably over three hundred pictures

, which were quite a treat. In some pictures, my wife's vaginal fluid was still on Wang Jinping's penis; in others, Wang Jinping's semen was flowing out of my wife's vagina; and in still others, Wang Jinping's penis was inside my wife's vagina. Some photos were even taken outdoors, seemingly on a mountain road. Others were taken in crowded scenic areas with passersby in the background, similar in style to selfies I've seen online, suggesting that Wang Jinping frequently visits pornographic websites. Just as I was getting into the fun of looking at the pictures, I suddenly noticed something: it seemed like the men in the pictures weren't all the same person. I carefully compared some of the photos, and sure enough, some men in the pictures had chest hair, some didn't, and some had belly hair. After comparing them, there were actually four men. Damn, this slut. Getting fucked by so many men behind my back, she's incredibly shameless. No wonder her pussy is getting darker and her labia minora is becoming more exposed, it's all from being fucked by men! Thinking about this, my dick involuntarily got hard again. I opened the text file where her diary was stored, hoping to find some clues about these men. Soon, I found one without much effort. This is what she wrote, copied verbatim below:

(August 9th, Cloudy) I was on vacation this afternoon, and Jinping happened to come over. He hadn't come for two days. He said he missed me a lot, and without saying a word, he stripped me naked and fucked me. I wanted it too, and Jinping was still so strong, making me feel incredibly good. I wasn't in my safe period, so I let him ejaculate on me. After we finished and were sleeping together, Jinping suddenly said that Liu Wei was very interested in me. Liu Wei is his best friend and also his boss. He's good-looking, and I also have a good impression of him. But I don't know what Jinping meant by saying this. He continued, "If Liu Wei wanted to sleep with you, would you be willing?" I was taken aback, thinking he was testing me. I said, "I'm your woman, only you can sleep with me. I don't even let my husband sleep with me easily now, let alone anyone else." But Jinping said, "I want him to sleep with you," and he said it very seriously. I didn't agree to him directly, but I wasn't averse to it. Anyway, I quite like the tall and handsome Liu Wei.

(August 10th, Sunny) This morning at work, Jinping told me that he was going on a business trip tomorrow. There would be me, Jinping, and Liu Wei. I know this must have been arranged by Liu Wei. Jinping even specifically told me to bring more sexy clothes. It seems he really wants Liu Wei to sleep with me. Now I'm both excited and worried. I'm excited because I'm going to have sex with Liu Wei tomorrow. He's so strong and handsome, I really like him. I wonder what his penis looks like, how powerful it is. My worry is whether Jinping will still love me. She loves me so much, how could she let another man sleep with me? Is he deceiving me? How could that be? But I also feel sorry for my husband; he's still in the dark, thinking I only slept with Jinping. I absolutely cannot let him know about this; I must keep it from him forever.

(August 13th) Finally back from Hanzhong. These past few days have been unforgettable; I want to write them down.

On the morning of the 11th, we arrived in Hanzhong and checked into the Qinzhong Hotel. Actually, this business trip wasn't anything urgent; it was mainly about market research. In the afternoon, we went to various shopping malls. Then we bought a lot of food and canned beer and went back to the hotel. After returning, we ate and chatted. When Jinping got up to use the restroom, Liu Wei started touching me inappropriately. I knew they had an ulterior motive, so I didn't really resist. When Jinping came back, I was passionately kissing Liu Wei. He didn't say anything, just sat on the sofa and watched quietly. Perhaps out of spite for Jinping, or perhaps because I genuinely liked Liu Wei, I became more engrossed in kissing and caressing him. After a while, Liu Wei started taking off his clothes, and I voluntarily took off my denim miniskirt and shirt. Liu Wei's penis wasn't as thick as Jinping's, but it was long and quite white. He hugged me tightly, frantically kneading my breasts, kissing me, and licking me. It was crazy. I knew he was definitely a seasoned womanizer, having slept with many women. Even through my underwear, he was licking my vulva until it was dripping wet. I was incredibly itchy, and I hugged him tightly, feeling his strong physique and the unique scent of a young man. I knew the two of them would definitely have sex with me today, so I was wearing a black open-crotch, butt-lifting pair of underwear (Note: I've seen this pair of underwear before; my wife was wearing the same ones when she went out earlier). After Liu Wei had licked me enough, he made me lie flat on the bed with my legs spread apart. He then used his large penis to manipulate my labia, but didn't penetrate. After five or six minutes, I was so wet I couldn't stand it anymore, so I pressed hard on his buttocks, trying to get his penis in. Only then did he thrust in all the way. In that instant, my entire soul seemed to fly away, as if his penis had been expelled from my body. What followed was a storm of intense thrusting, each time penetrating all the way in, reaching my uterus. Then he would pull out completely and thrust in again, and I felt my labia being torn apart by his impact. I glanced at Jinping and saw that he was very excited, even sitting there masturbating. I became bolder, moaning wildly and twisting my hips to let Liu Wei penetrate deeper. Soon, Liu Wei was overwhelmed by me. He yelled and grabbed my buttocks tightly. I felt his penis grow even larger inside my vagina, throbbing and pumping, as streams of heat flowed into my body. I didn't reach orgasm, probably because I was afraid of upsetting Jinping, so I didn't fully get into character during sex. But I still pretended to have an orgasm, rhythmically contracting my vagina. I don't know when, but Jinping had already stripped naked and walked to my side. As if afraid Liu Wei's semen would leak out, or perhaps he was simply too impatient, the moment Liu Wei left my body, Jinping's penis was inside me. Oh, my Jinping is so good; his penis filled my vagina completely, and a frenzied thrusting sent me to the peak of sexual pleasure. When Jinping fell asleep contentedly on top of me, I also drifted off to sleep.

I woke up around 8 PM, still lying on my back in bed. There were two pillows under my buttocks. Jinping was taking pictures of me with his camera. I didn't think much of it; Jinping and I often took nude photos together. I asked them why they had pillows under my buttocks. Jinping said they wanted to take close-ups of my lower body, because both of our semen was inside me, and they were afraid it would leak out. They wanted me to absorb it properly. I blushed deeply. It was my first time being naked in front of two men. Besides, my vagina was full of them… I suddenly realized it wasn't my safe period; if I got pregnant, it would be troublesome. Jinping nonchalantly said, "It's okay, I bought emergency contraception. It's fine if you take it within 24 hours. We'll take it tomorrow morning; we haven't had enough fun yet!" Saying this, Jinping walked to the foot of the bed, had me spread my legs, and carefully took several pictures. Then, he gently lifted my buttocks and had Liu Wei place some toilet paper underneath. As soon as they put my buttocks down, I felt something flowing out, like during menstruation. I tried to contract my vagina, but it didn't work. Their semen gushed out in streams. Liu Wei frantically took over a dozen pictures with his camera, and I was so ashamed that I covered my face with a pillow. After it was over, I washed up, and then we went out for a late-night snack! It

was already past eleven when we got back. We had drunk quite a bit and were both a little dizzy. While walking, the two of them started groping me, spanking my buttocks and pinching my breasts. I didn't resist; I found it quite exciting, especially with other people around. The fact that two men I liked were so interested in me made me feel like a proud woman. Many people looked at us strangely. I thought to myself, they must be wondering how this woman has two husbands. I didn't care; nobody here knew us anyway. As soon as we got to the room, the two of them stripped me naked, lifted me up, threw me onto the bed, and then pounced on me like two wolves. Liu Wei licked my vagina, and Jin Ping bit my breasts. Liu Wei was such a skilled licker, sucking and releasing my clitoris while gently biting my labia with his teeth. Combined with Jinping's stimulation, I quickly reached orgasm. Perhaps because we had been drinking, we were very uninhibited. I screamed wildly, it was so pleasurable, I'd never felt so good before. A man who's drunk is amazing; when Liu Wei mounted me, his penis was as hard as an iron rod. He made me lie flat on the bed, and his penis slid in from behind. My husband and Jinping had never done this before, maybe his penis wasn't long enough. Making love with Liu Wei was so enjoyable; I didn't have to move. Liu Wei told me to clench my buttocks tightly, saying it would make my vagina tighter and allow him to see my buttocks, which was very stimulating. Actually, I spent the entire night making love with Liu Wei; Jinping, except for a brief moment of excitement at the beginning, mostly just watched. But when I stole a glance at him, his penis was so huge! I felt a sense of vengeful pleasure: you made me sleep with someone else, you didn't cherish me, so I'll show you!

Around 2 AM, the three of us were exhausted, so we cuddled together to sleep. I held Liu Wei, and Jinping held me from behind. Smelling the scents of the two men, I felt intoxicated, yet also a little empty, feeling like a wanton woman. My husband loves me, so why should I be with other men?

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