My wife's exciting moments with me (Part 2)

Hehe, starting with Chapter Two, I'll try to finish writing it all at once, it's not like I've been keeping my friends waiting!
He's an acquaintance, my wife and I know him very well, practically intimately. We grew up together; he's my cousin. Why him? It had to be him, because he's the ideal candidate (I'll explain why if there's more to the story, but I'll leave that a mystery for now). Every time I steal a glance at his bulging crotch, I think, "Is that the penis about to penetrate my wife?" But I can't bring myself to say it. He has no idea. Although I know he'll agree, the awkwardness prevents me from telling him. So I say to my wife, "Honey, why don't you say it?" "No, I won't." It always ends there. My wife looks at me with a mischievous smile and says, "Whenever he's about to go home, you seem really reluctant to let him go, haha." I look regretful:
"I really want to see it with my own eyes..." My wife sneered, "Then why don't you call him back?" "I...?" Many days later, one evening, my wife came home, gave me a flirtatious smile, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "He's downstairs buying cigarettes, he'll be here in a bit." She knew I had called him, and she knew why he was coming today. She had just rushed back from a classmate's child's birthday party. She knew our cousin was going to rape and ravage her in front of her husband tonight. Her face was flushed, her shoulders trembled slightly; she was probably excited and expectant too! Yes! The three of us already understood each other implicitly. I finally mustered up the courage and stammered out my long-held wish to my cousin on the phone... He feigned concern, asking if I would feel bad about what he said. Some, and at the end even thanked me, my face burning! This guy actually washed himself clean before coming, haha, it seems he's also consciously raped his wife before. After entering the room, everyone was quite awkward for a moment, and he took the initiative, kneeling down in front of his wife and stroking her black-stockinged legs, his whole head busy on her lower body for a while before he stood up, picked her up and carried her to the bed. He even gave me a wicked smile at the bedroom door. When he put her on the bed, her beautiful body lay sprawled, her hair scattered on the pillow, her chest rising and falling with rapid breathing. We both stared blankly, but at that moment, I was struggling with the thought, "Should I really give such a beautiful woman to someone else? If I don't stop her, she'll be raped!" My heart was pounding, but I was like a fool, staring blankly as he leaned down and pressed her down??? It was too late. He removed her high heels and tight-fitting skirt, leaving her only in black stockings and a small bralette. He couldn't wait any longer; he greedily possessed every inch of her body. He straddled her, kneading her firm, proud breasts. He then inserted his ugly penis into her lovely bralette, thrusting it back and forth in her soft cleavage. He really knew how to enjoy himself; riding on a woman's delicate body had such a stimulating effect on his eyes… He moved up and down on her elastic body, sometimes thrusting rapidly, while she murmured in a dreamlike manner… Moans echoed in the night. He was finally about to penetrate her. For the first time, I saw a man holding his penis and slowly inserting it into her, gradually sinking deep inside her. She was my beloved wife, being fucked, finally being taken by someone else. My heart surged with emotion, a mix of feelings churning within me. What could I do now? He really went in, letting out a loud groan indicating he was in ecstasy. Watching his large, fat ass move rhythmically, I shamefully hoped he felt even better, and indeed he did; his mouth was contorted with pleasure! Damn it, why was I having this strange feeling at that moment?
It was so complex, both exciting and bittersweet, a mix of sexual arousal and a hidden heartache. Only this woman could give me such a unique psychological experience. My dear wife, just enjoy this different experience. Not every woman gets to experience this. Since you're already doing this, relax and embrace the pleasure! I won't blame you or dislike you; believe me, I'll only love you more. Looking at my wife beneath my cousin, I thought to myself, "My cousin finally tensed up and stopped moving with a low groan." At that moment, my wife stretched out her soft arms and wrapped her beautiful hands around my cousin's buttocks, pressing them tightly against her lower body. I stared at this scene until my cousin got up. I climbed on top of her, holding her head. She hugged my waist, and I kissed her lips, not caring that she had just kissed someone else, not caring that she had previously sucked my cousin's penis, not caring that her body had just been filled with a large amount of male essence. I thrust inside her. One word: slippery, so slippery, incredibly comfortable, incredibly exciting! Using the fresh fluids of others as lubrication, I slowly thrust into my wife, her tender, narrow, and tight opening enveloped by her own fluids. Soon, another stream of my essence was ejaculated into my beloved wife.
I collapsed next to my wife, my cousin already back in bed, pressed close to her body, his still-limp penis rubbing against her skin. But I was exhausted! The muffled moans and soft gasps of the night would return, the thumping of the bed echoing my heartbeat . Not just tonight, but for many nights to come, perhaps he would remain my wife's bedmate... That's all for today. Writing on my phone was tiring, and I didn't have time to proofread before publishing. If you'd like to read more, I'll share Chapter Three. Thank you!

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