The wife who was gang-raped

I straddled my wife, riding her wildly, as if we were back in the early days of our marriage. My penis was rock hard; the longing I'd felt for her body during my two-week business trip finally erupted at this moment. Just three minutes later, a tingling sensation shot through my lower body—damn, I'd ejaculated so quickly again. Looking at my wife's absorbed expression, I gave an awkward smile. My wife opened her eyes, trying to feign satisfaction. Seeing the undisguised lust in her eyes, I knew she was just trying to comfort me.

My name is Qin Yue, and I work at a real estate architectural design company. My daily work involves drawing on a computer, and occasionally I have to travel to construction sites. Prolonged sitting and a lack of self-control in my youth have led to premature ejaculation at the age of 35. Looking at my beautiful wife, unable to be satisfied at this prime of her life, I slapped myself hard.

Shen Siyan is my wife. She's 28 years old, a voluptuous and mature woman, 168cm tall, with an oval face, fair skin, and long, beautiful legs. Her C-cup breasts remain firm even after breastfeeding, and she exudes a mature charm. We met through friends five years ago, and a year after our marriage, we had our daughter, Niu Niu.

My wife adores our daughter, and her focus shifted from me to her after her birth, naturally affecting our sex life.

After our daughter turned two, she was taken back to her grandmother's hometown, and we returned to our life as a couple. However, I discovered that I couldn't perform sexually; I could only last three to five minutes each time. My wife didn't say anything, but I couldn't hide it from her. After making love one time, I fell into a deep sleep. In my

drowsy state, I reached out and found my wife wasn't in bed. I went to the guest room door and, through the slightly ajar crack, saw my wife holding a vibrator to her clitoris. Her slightly closed eyes, furrowed brows, and slightly parted lips all spoke of her desire. She tried to suppress herself, but the pleasure in her lower body made her moan softly.

I quietly crawled back to bed, my mind filled with images of my wife masturbating. She secretly used her hands to quell her desire, trying not to hurt my pride. We'd been to several hospitals, and the doctors all concluded my body was normal, suspecting it was psychogenic premature ejaculation. But after six months of treatment, there was no improvement. I angrily slammed my thigh down, terrified that if this continued, I'd lose my beloved wife one day.

Shen Siyan works in the high-speed rail maintenance department, coordinating work arrangements between various maintenance teams. My wife has an outgoing personality and gets along well with several foremen. Every month or two, she organizes a dinner with them. She's prone to getting drunk easily, but to fit the atmosphere, she occasionally drinks beer. A few times, she'd been brought home unsteadily by her colleagues, my husband supporting her waist and shoulder, and I'd have to thank him with a smile. However, after so many years of marriage, I still trust my wife. She handles work relationships and protects herself very well.

After discovering my wife's masturbation the night before, I've been trying to find a way to satisfy both of us, but I'm at my wit's end. Before my wife returned, I used my laptop to visit an adult forum I frequented before our marriage and wrote down my experience, hoping some fellow enthusiasts could offer some advice. The post received many replies, mostly from those trying to take advantage, some quite explicit: "I can bring your wife to orgasm," "Send me a nude photo of your wife." Looking at these replies, I remembered my own past mindset—wanting only to see other men's wives naked, no one truly cared about someone else's sex life.

A few days later, while my wife and her best friend went shopping, I was at home with nothing to do. I opened my previous post, and one reply caught my eye.

"Brother, I understand your situation. It's probably because you haven't had sex for a long time, and the failure after starting again has affected your confidence, leading to psychogenic premature ejaculation. Welcome to our Marriage Alliance. Here you can regain your confidence, and your wife can be satisfied too. Add me on QQ if you're interested." What kind of organization was this "Marriage Alliance"? Seeing his analysis of my problem gave me hope for regaining my virility, so I immediately added him on QQ. His username was "Beloved," and he accepted my request shortly after.

"Can you really help me solve my marital problems?" I asked excitedly.

"Brother, based on your description, there's definitely nothing wrong with your body; it's just psychological. Here, you can change partners, experience a different feeling, and you'll forget that psychological burden." Hearing this, I immediately understood what he meant by "marital alliance."

"You mean wife-swapping? I'm not interested!" I was a little angry. Wife-swapping was exciting, but the thought of my beloved wife being penetrated by another man's penis felt like a mountain was pressing down on my heart, making it hard to breathe.

"For your own sake, and for your loved one's happiness, do you need to care so much about the form? Don't you want to be a man again? Seeing your wife in so much pain, even secretly masturbating, how can you face her?" These words deeply stung me. I slammed my hand on the table, about to yell at him. But the image of my wife masturbating that night flashed through my mind. Just as he said, although my wife hadn't said anything, I could feel her inner turmoil.

"If this continues, will your wife still love you like this? Loving someone in such pain, is it still love? Or is it more like pity?" Zhi'ai's words were aggressive.

I closed my eyes. If my wife really left me for this reason, would I still have the face to try and keep her? Maybe this really is a chance to save our marriage.

"My wife is very conservative; she definitely won't participate," I asked.

"Women are very passive; they always care about their image. You'd better act like you're in great pain, let her know you're doing this because you love her, and explain that this will help you recover from your premature ejaculation problem psychologically. She loves you, so she'll definitely agree," Zhi'ai replied.

"How do you know so much about this?"

"Every couple in the alliance has their own problems, and as the group leader, I often give them advice." "Okay, I'll think about it." I felt this was a chance to save my marriage; I had to seize it. After a brief chat, I logged off.

When my wife returned from shopping, I had already prepared a sumptuous dinner.

"Honey, come quick, I'm exhausted!" my wife called out as she opened the door, carrying several bags.

"What nice things did you buy?" I quickly took them.

"See if you like the shirt I bought you, and a sun hat. We agreed to go to Hainan for vacation, it'll be very sunny there." My wife happily urged me to try it on.

Looking at my beautiful wife, her words from that afternoon echoed in my ears. Would I really lose the wife I love so much? Our disharmonious sex life made me see the end of our marriage. Looking at the hat in my wife's hand, I felt a sudden pang of sadness. I had to change, I couldn't go on like this, I had to convince my wife to join me in wife-swapping.

After dinner, my wife leaned against me watching TV. I suddenly asked her, "Want to watch some exciting action movies?"

"Haha, someone's thinking about lewd things again,

isn't that it?" "Isn't that what marriage is all about? You always need some fun to spice things up." "I'm worried you're working too hard, you've been working overtime these past few days, won't your body take it?" my wife said with concern.

"Aren't you satisfied? Want a stronger husband?" "Hehe, would you really?"

"As long as you're comfortable."

"I'm ignoring you, you're so irresponsible!" my wife said coquettishly.

I opened a Japanese adult film I'd just downloaded; it was about wife-swapping. The scene was very exciting. Five couples entered a large room. The women were all shy. After a brief chat, they each chose their preferred partners. One young woman caught my eye; her tall figure resembled Shen Siyan's. She shyly kissed the man, accepting his gentle caresses. Slowly, his hand unbuttoned her shirt—one, two, three… His large hand gently slid inside. As her clothes bulged, the young woman frowned and gasped.

I couldn't resist placing my hand on my wife's chest, gently kneading it. Her emotions clearly changed; her breathing became erratic. Following the rhythm on the screen, I removed her pajamas, revealing her tender pink nipples and small areolas. Her erect nipples spoke of her desire. Without hesitation, I kissed them, making a soft "sizzling" sound.

Her moans grew stronger. I slipped my hand inside her thong; her delicate skin had only a few sparse pubic hairs. I accurately located her clitoris and gently pressed it.

"Mmm...it's so itchy...husband..." My wife always maintained a ladylike image in front of others, but once in bed, she would shed her pretense and reveal her wanton side.

The man and woman on the screen were now naked, the man gently licking the woman's genitals.

I imitated the man on the screen, putting my head between my wife's legs, but she pushed me away.

"It's dirty, I don't want to..." My wife always felt that normal married life shouldn't involve so many surprises.

My wife closed her eyes, trusting me completely to let her body run free. My penis was rock hard; I knew it was time to penetrate. The head of my penis slowly rubbed against her vaginal opening, gathering enough of her vaginal fluid. My wife seemed a little impatient, gently swaying her hips. It was clear the man and woman in the scene aroused her intense desire.

"Mmm…husband…I love you…" she cried out excitedly as the head of my penis slowly entered.

With each thrust, her cries grew louder; I knew the moment had arrived.

"Wife, should I find you a stud too?" I whispered in her ear.

"No…wife…only…husband…does…" she mumbled. My wife's refusal didn't surprise me; she had always been unwaveringly loyal to me.

"But look how comfortable the woman in the picture is!"

"I'm being fucked... doesn't it make you uncomfortable watching...?"

"We can also find a wife-swapping party, I'll pick a handsome guy for you, and you pick a beautiful girl for me." "No... you're having sex with a beautiful girl... ahh... I'll be jealous..." "Think about it, usually only your husband pampers you, wouldn't it be better to let more people appreciate your beauty and pamper you?" My wife didn't say anything more, continuing to indulge in sex, it seemed she didn't want to get entangled in such an impossible thing. Soon the feeling of my glans getting bigger and bigger was getting stronger, I knew I was about to lose control... My wife closed her eyes and lay on the bed for a long time without getting up. Stroking her firm breasts, I couldn't help but sigh that time hadn't left any signs of aging on my wife, her gradually plump body had only added to her mature charm.

"Husband, do you still love me?"

"Hehe, why did you think of this question, we're an old married couple." My wife's question surprised me a little.

"No man can tolerate his wife being touched by another man, unless... he's already tired of it..." My wife shed tears.

"After so many years of marriage, my love for you has only grown stronger. How could you not feel that?" I knew my wife was angry because of what we said during sex.

"So you think I'm a promiscuous woman? I know you haven't been feeling well lately, but sex isn't everything in marriage. I'm very content with my life right now." My wife's words touched me, but at the same time, my beloved's words from that afternoon reminded me that without completely addressing my psychological issues, our married life wouldn't be happy. Since I'd made up my mind, I had to continue. I honestly told my wife about my conversation with my beloved that afternoon.

"Then go find a prostitute!" My wife was furious after hearing this; she clearly thought I was looking for an excuse to go out and fool around.

"I'm not doing this for my own needs. Marrying you is the greatest pride of my life, and I'm already satisfied.

I feel this is a real opportunity. I don't want to continue like this. What kind of man lives like this?" I said excitedly.

"I've never blamed you; you've been overthinking things." "Wife, just promise me this once, even just once. If it still doesn't work, I'll accept it." "Why do you have to take me? I don't want to be humiliated..." "It's just for equality in our marriage. We'll go together, so you won't feel unbalanced.

After all, we're partners for the rest of our lives; I don't want you to have any lingering resentment." Saying this, I shed tears. Our disharmonious sex life, while my wife wasn't satisfied, also made me lose my dignity as a man. The guilt in my heart was suffocating.

"Let me think about it. I'm so confused right now." My wife held my head; she understood my predicament.

The night was long. We lay quietly, both knowing the other couldn't sleep.

In the morning, my wife prepared breakfast as usual; neither of us spoke. As I left, my wife reminded me that I hadn't slept well last night and to be careful on the road. I gently hugged her and turned to leave.

At work, my mind was filled with thoughts of what decision my wife would make. I contacted my best friend on QQ and told him about yesterday's situation. To my surprise, he confidently said, "Brother, no problem, your wife will definitely agree."

He seemed very experienced; my wife's lack of outright rejection meant she accepted my decision. I felt a pang of heartache. If my wife really agreed, it meant another man could penetrate my vagina, which belonged only to me. My beloved daughter was born here; to me, this was the most sacred forbidden zone. And this forbidden zone was about to welcome another man's penis, sowing his seed. My best friend,

seeing my long silence, seemed to guess I was still hesitant.

"There's an event this Saturday, four couples want to participate. If you can come, I'll add you to the group," I replied, adding that I'd go if my wife agreed. The group was full of men; they seemed quite familiar with each other, joking and teasing each other, the atmosphere lively.

These past few days, my wife hadn't been in a good mood when she came home. I could sense her inner turmoil; she couldn't accept the wife-swapping activity, but for my sake, she wanted to try it. I tried my best to coax her every day, talking about topics she liked, but my wife remained sullen.

Friday night, with time running out, I had to ask her. "Honey, what's your thought about that event?" Hearing this, my wife's face tightened; her composure vanished. It was inevitable. Actually, she'd already made up her mind, willing to sacrifice this for me, but she was too embarrassed to say it aloud.

"Whatever you say, just don't regret it later." I understood that my wife agreed because of me.

"Don't worry, we'll be together then. I won't let anyone hurt you." "No, I don't want you to see me… When you're with other women, you must think of me." My wife said, tapping my head.

The next day, my beloved announced in the group chat that we'd meet at 9 pm on the 16th floor of the Junhao Hotel; he'd booked a room there. After a quick dinner, my wife rushed into the bedroom and stayed for a good half hour.

"Honey, what are you doing? Why are you taking so long?" I knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

I pushed the door open and saw many clothes on the bed.

"It's not like I'm meeting my ex-boyfriend, does it need to be this formal?" It seemed my wife wasn't too opposed to the gathering.

"I don't want to be outshone by those vixens. You can have affairs after you go, but you must think of me in your heart." My wife has always been the center of attention, with countless suitors from university to work. What she can't accept is someone surpassing her in appearance.

"Oh dear, it's all your fault. I've gained so much weight since having your baby. My old dresses are now so tight around my hips."

"No, you were so innocent and cute when we first got married, now you're mature and sexy, and I love you more and more." "Do you men just like women with bigger butts?" "It depends on age. In my twenties, I liked slimmer women, but these days I like fuller ones."

"So you like me the most, huh? As I've changed, you've adjusted your tastes too, hehe." My wife finally chose a black low-cut evening dress, paired with gold high heels, and the diamond necklace I bought her for our wedding. Looking at her shapely buttocks encased in the evening dress, I couldn't resist grabbing a handful. I smiled inwardly; even the most beautiful clothes are just a burden in the eyes of those lecherous men. What they like is a bare, white body.

"Stop fooling around. You need to save your energy for dealing with other little vixens later. We agreed it would only be this once. No one can mention this again."

"Wife, I know you don't like this kind of thing, but it's all for me. Don't worry, I'll still love you the same way." After saying that, I kissed my wife's forehead.

"Remember to bring them when you do it, I don't want to catch any unclean diseases..." My wife handed me two condoms.

"You brought some too? I always feel like women who wear condoms are a bit...you know, haha..." "You're so annoying, I don't carry them with me every day, it's for my own protection." I was half an hour late because I was waiting for my wife to choose clothes. Being able to book a room in this five-star hotel, the people attending this event must all be high-class individuals. Stepping out of the elevator, I saw a tall figure, half a head taller than my 180cm height, with a strong physique that clearly indicated a regular workout routine.

"Are you Mr. Qin? I'm your beloved. You are truly handsome, and your wife is beautiful too, haha..." The man proactively shook my hand.

I felt my wife's shoulder tremble slightly, her expression a little unnatural.

"Honey, what's wrong?" I asked with concern. My wife frowned, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitating.

At this moment, my beloved put her arm around my shoulder, acting very enthusiastically, and whispered something to me as we walked. "Brother, since this is your first time here, I was worried your wife might be shy. I booked five single rooms, and the newly paired couples share one. The other three couples have already found their partners, so let's swap rooms. My wife is more experienced, which will help you relax and is good for overcoming your psychological issues." He walked to room 1608, opened the door, and saw a young woman already sitting on the bed, looking at her phone.

Zhi'ai said to the woman inside, "Wife, take good care of my brother." The young woman smiled shyly and nodded at me.

I was slightly taken aback. Zhi'ai's wife was very voluptuous, with at least a D-cup, but perhaps due to her age, her arms and legs were somewhat thick, making her look quite different from my wife. Thinking about having sex with her later, my penis started to rise, a large bulge forming in my pants.

"Then we won't disturb you any longer, you two enjoy yourselves." Zhi'ai had somehow already taken my wife's hand.

I turned around and saw my wife staring at me, her face angry. She had clearly noticed my lecherous expression when she saw the young woman in the room, as well as the bulge in my genitals; her eyes showed disappointment.

"Honey, were you feeling unwell just now?" I quickly changed the subject.

"Nothing, have fun!" I said, slamming the door shut.

This angered my wife. I was about to chase after her when the young woman grabbed my hand from behind, her eyes full of seductive allure. I thought better of it. I was here today to indulge myself; my wife would understand.

At that moment, my wife stood outside the door, shaking off my lover's hand, turning back to look at the doorway, hoping I would come after her. My wife stared blankly at the door. A minute later, my lover grabbed my wife's hand again.

"Xiao Yan, let's go. He won't come out." With my lover's lewd laughter, my wife reluctantly followed him to another room.

If I had heard my lover's words, I would have realized something was wrong. How did he know my wife's name? A trap had begun to unfold.

Chapter Two

"Hello, my surname is Qin. It's nice to meet you. What's your name?" It was my first time participating in such an event, and I was a little nervous.

"Don't say so much, go take a shower." The young woman smiled seductively at my embarrassment.

Entering the bathroom, I slapped my forehead, realizing how naive I'd been. It wasn't a blind date; why ask so many questions? A young woman who was showering walked in.

"Let's shower together, it's not cool with the air conditioning on." This vixen had already undressed outside and walked in naked.

Looking at her naked body, I secretly compared her to my wife. Her breasts were definitely a size larger; I probably couldn't even grasp them with one hand. Her areolas were much larger than my wife's, and a deeper maroon color. Her skin wasn't as fair as Shen Siyan's; it was a healthy wheat color, and her thick pubic hair indicated she was a woman with a strong sex drive. While showering, she was very restless, and soon she was touching my penis. Although I'd had premature ejaculation problems in the past two years, my penis wasn't small, at 14 centimeters, which is considered above average for a Chinese man. Her technique was much more skillful than Shen Siyan's, making me burning with desire.

After showering, we went to bed, and I impatiently pulled off her towel, vigorously kneading her breasts.

I'm not so gentle with other men's wives; I grabbed her large breasts and sucked on them with gusto. The young woman let out a wanton moan, one hand stroking my penis. Seeing her so proactive, I didn't hold back either, inserting two fingers into her vagina. Surprisingly, it went in very easily, nothing like my wife's tight little hole.

Looking at the young woman's dazed eyes, I was excitedly stroking her body when I vaguely heard a scream outside the door. I thought about it and realized it was unlikely; the soundproofing of a five-star hotel is very strong. If it were a woman moaning, it couldn't possibly penetrate two doors. The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but after so many years of marriage, I knew Shen Siyan's habits well; even when she was very excited, she only moaned softly.

"Don't stop...you're so naughty!" The young woman looked at me angrily, the sudden stop leaving her feeling a little awkward.

"Did you hear the scream outside?" I was a little unsure.

"All I hear here is my moaning... and it's all your fault..."

The desire to conquer another man's wife made me forget the earlier incident. Without much foreplay, I touched her already wet vulva and was about to thrust in. The young woman stopped me, took a condom from her bag, and actually used her mouth to put it on me. This woman was a real slut; Shen Siyan would never do anything so degrading.

Twenty minutes later, amidst the young woman's moans, I finally ejaculated. It had been over two years since I lasted this long; I felt a rebirth-like pleasure, and a hint of gratitude appeared in my eyes as I looked at the young woman. She patted my head and smiled, handing me a bottle of water.

"You did well, much better than my husband..."

"Is your darling really that bad? Haha, then my wife should have come back a long time ago." "Ah... him... he's incredibly good at foreplay, every woman who's slept with him becomes obsessed." "My wife has never liked anyone touching her genitals, no matter how good the foreplay, it's useless if she can't last more than a few minutes." "Hehe, I hope so, but women can be very lewd in front of men other than their husbands." "Are you like that too? I think you're much more open than my wife."

"Just come a few more times, your wife is so beautiful, I bet a lot of men would be begging to swap with you." "No, we said it would only be once. Thank you, I think today was the most enjoyable in two years..." As I spoke, a wave of drowsiness washed over me.

"If you're tired, take a rest, your darling will bring her over." The young woman stroked my hair.

A sharp headache woke me up. The pants and shirt scattered on the floor showed the mess after the passion. Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains onto the bed. "I actually slept all night, where's Shen Siyan?" I rubbed my throbbing head.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. I gently opened the door, and my eyes were met with a flawless, white back. Water droplets dripped from her long, flowing hair onto her shoulders. Under the cover of the water, I quietly moved behind my wife, my hand wandering to her soft breasts. Every time I did this at home, she would pout and call me a pervert.

But this time, my wife's reaction was unusually strong. With a gasp, she curled up in a corner, covering her private parts with her hands. Seeing my wife like this, I laughed. "Is there another pervert here besides your husband?"

My wife hugged me even tighter when she saw it was me. "Honey, can you go out first?" "Let's shower together. I don't know what happened yesterday, I fell asleep and didn't have time to shower." "Don't come any closer. I feel so dirty. I don't want you to touch me." Looking at my wife's serious eyes, I slowly backed away. It seemed that yesterday's events had left a shadow on my wife. The instant the door closed, I seemed to see several red marks on my wife's snow-white breasts, surrounded by many tiny red dots. I knew those red marks were traces left after passionate sucking. But what were those little red dots? Were they from fingernails? My beloved is really unfair; I've never been this intense with his wife.

Half an hour later, my wife came out, having changed into yesterday's evening gown. The dazzling diamond necklace accentuated her white collarbone, but couldn't hide the weariness in her eyes. I couldn't help but hug her.

"Darling, yesterday..." The words were barely out of my mouth before I regretted them; I didn't even know what I wanted to ask.

"Yesterday, you couldn't take your eyes off that woman." My wife frowned and pushed me away abruptly.

"I'm sorry, she's nowhere near as good as you. My wife is the best." "I remember you promised that after this, no one was allowed to mention it again." "Have they all gone back? What time did you come back to the room? I didn't hear you." I quickly changed the subject.

"I got back around 10 pm. I saw you were asleep, so I didn't disturb you. They should all have left last night," my wife said, her head bowed.

"I don't want to attend these kinds of gatherings anymore," she said resolutely. I didn't say anything more.

After that day, our married life returned to its usual routine. The passion I had with the young woman at the hotel made me want to test if my premature ejaculation was really cured. But lately, my wife kept saying she was tired and kept refusing me.

During this time, my beloved contacted me. Considering Shen Siyan's attitude, I clearly told him that I wouldn't attend anymore and thanked him for his help to us as a couple. My beloved expressed regret but didn't press the matter further.

Half a month later, after another declaration of love from me, my wife finally satisfied me. Looking at my wife's fair and tender breasts, I thought of the red marks I saw in the bathroom that day. Why would my usually conservative wife allow my beloved to kiss her so passionately? I really wanted to ask him what it felt like to penetrate her, and what kind of expression my wife must have had at that moment. This passionate encounter lasted for over ten minutes, and I was already quite satisfied. After all, my beloved wife's loose vagina couldn't compare to her tight

, exquisite member. "Honey, you're amazing. I haven't felt this good in ages," my wife said, her eyes slightly closed as she leaned against my chest.

"Compared to my beloved, who's stronger?" I asked casually, seeing her sexy expression.

"Don't mention him to me. I don't want to hear his name again," my wife said, immediately sitting up and glaring at me. Then she went into the bathroom.

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