[Urban] Sexual Encounters Between Pre-marital Couples (Complete) - 13

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On the way back to the hotel, the three of us barely spoke. Jing leaned against me, letting my hand explore inside her loosened clothes, ignoring Qiang's occasional glances in the rearview mirror. The lewd atmosphere slowly fermented in the silence and the bumpy ride in the darkness.
Entering the lobby, the bright lights made me feel somewhat uncomfortable, as if I realized that the lewdness I was about to commit could not be exposed to the light. Looking back at Jing, she didn't look at me directly, seemingly sobering up a bit, and her expression was somewhat stiff.
Qiang chatted and laughed with us quietly in the elevator, easing our tension.
After entering the room and turning on the lights, Jing went into the bathroom first. My heart was pounding, and I said in a hoarse voice, "Why don't you take a shower first?"
Jing gave a faint "hmm," closed the door, but I didn't hear the sound of water for a long time.
I sat on the sofa, facing the big bed in the room, and couldn't help but think about what the man next to me would do to Jing on this bed. A mix of emotions welled up inside me, and I forgot to speak.
Qiang sat on the sofa, glanced around, then turned to look at my absent-minded expression. He said meaningfully, "Xiao Dong, your girlfriend is really beautiful. I can tell you care about her a lot."
I looked at him, forced a smile, and hummed in agreement. Just then, the sound of the faucet turning on came from the bathroom. My heart skipped a beat, realizing the irreversible course of events.
He continued slowly, "If it were me, I'd also feel a little reluctant. But I think if you want to get the most out of this, maybe you should be a little more relaxed."
I pondered his words, feeling both embarrassed and convinced of his point. After all, Jing was going to be with him tonight. If I, who had been encouraging her, were to harbor resentment, wouldn't that go against my original intention? But what exactly did I want? When the scene I'd fantasized about countless times appeared before me, I was at a loss...
My mind raced with thoughts, and then I heard him say, "When you talked to me before, do you remember how much you wanted me to 'train' your wife?"
I replied, "I remember."
He calmly said, "Tell me."
I looked away, my throat dry, and said, "I wanted her to be more open-minded, to be able to accept sexual fantasies about prostitution."
"Did you find that exciting?"
"Yes."
"Do you still feel that way now?"
"Yes."
"Tonight in the dance hall, I touched your wife's breasts. Did you find that exciting?"
In the brightly lit room, being asked this by a strange man sitting next to me made my nerves as taut as a bowstring. I could feel my face turning red. After a moment's hesitation, I said, "Mm."
Qiang's tone was still gentle, but his questions pierced my heart: "What do you want me to do to your wife on that bed tonight?"
I suddenly realized he was... disciplining me... Yes... disciplining me... Just like how I usually disciplined Jing, using words to specifically target my arousal points and humiliate me... This made me feel very ashamed, but at the same time, it gave me a feeling I had never experienced before, even... pleasure...
"I... hope..." I cleared my dry throat, "I hope you discipline her in front of me, let her loosen up as much as possible."
"Want to see me do your wife?"
This question made my blood rush to my face, I felt like I was about to have a nosebleed, and I answered heavily.
"Don't worry, what you see later will be unforgettable for you." Qiang smiled with a hint of wickedness, "I'll go wash up first, you help me tease her, keep her excited, let her be mentally prepared, and also encourage her performance tonight, let her know that her wantonness excites you very much."
I obediently agreed.
The sound of water stopped, and my heart skipped a beat. I blurted out, "One thing, you need to be gentle with her. It all depends on how much she can handle."
Qiang nodded, "Don't worry, little brother."
I felt a little relieved. A moment later, I heard the bathroom door open, and some steam rose from the crack. Jing, wrapped in a large bath towel and smelling sweet, walked out, clutching her chest as if afraid the towel might fall off. Her eyes met ours, and she blushed instantly, turning half her body away shyly. "Honey, can you find me a hairdryer? I left it in the bathroom, but the attendant seems to have taken it."
I stood up and said, "Okay, I'll find it for you. Qiang, you go take a shower first."
Jing seemed not to hear me, turning her face even further away as Qiang walked past, her back to him.
I found the hairdryer in the cabinet and handed it to Jing. Watching her bend down and blow-dry her cascading hair, I was amazed by her unintentional, fresh beauty.
She wouldn't look at me, and even after I finished drying her hair, she kept fiddling with things, refusing to sit down. I knew she was nervous, so I didn't say anything. Actually, I was just as nervous; I didn't know how to start the conversation with what Qiang had told me to say and do.
A little while later, Qiang finished washing up and came out, his slightly overweight upper body bare, with a towel wrapped around his waist. Jing quickly turned away, fiddling with something in her hands. I nodded to Qiang and turned to Jing, saying, "Jing, go lie down in bed and give me the towel."
From behind, I could see that the back of Jing's neck and the roots of her ears turned red instantly. She gave a soft "hmm," lowered her head, moved to the edge of the bed, and burrowed under the covers. Qiang and I turned away from her without looking. After a few rustling sounds, Jing said timidly, "Honey, it's done."
I went over and picked up the towel. Jing had already closed her eyes and was wrapped in the blanket, even her shoulders were covered, only her head was sticking out. A thousand words were in my heart, but I only lowered my head and kissed her cheek. I got up and walked past Qiang Ge into the bathroom.
I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror for a moment, then took off my clothes and stepped into the shower. The hot water washed over my hair and slid down my face, but my heart was in my throat. I didn't know what the two people in the bedroom were doing, or how I would react to the scene I was about to see.
I only showered for five minutes before I couldn't stand it anymore. I hastily dried myself off and composed myself before turning on the shower. I
looked up and saw Qiang Ge sitting half-sitting on the side of the bed, with Jing lying behind him, her upper body naked, the blanket half-lifted, her two firm breasts being gently kneaded by his hands. Jing's head was turned to one side, one right hand covering her eyes, the other resting on his thigh. The towel on Qiang Ge's lower body was bulging quite high; I wondered if Jing had been stroking him just now.
My heart skipped a beat. I suppressed the surge of jealousy that welled up inside me, while a thrill gradually filled my chest, as if hormones were coursing through my veins, transporting me to a strange mental world.
Qiang Ge's eyes met mine, and he smiled, "Come on, husband, sleep on the other side. Xiao Jing
, move over a bit." I dimmed the light before getting into bed as instructed. Jing's eyes were still closed, but she turned and hugged me tightly, tears welling in her eyes. A flood of emotions overwhelmed me, but I didn't know how to comfort her. I could only hold her close
, lower my head, and kiss away her tears. I felt the mattress vibrate beneath me; Qiang Ge had also moved to lie down next to Jing. This was the first time I'd experienced this sleeping position with two men sandwiched between two women, and my lower body instantly hardened, pressing against Jing's lower abdomen, creating a dent. Jing gave a soft groan, and I reached between her legs. Although it made her flinch, I was surprised to find her lower body dry.
At this moment, Qiang Ge launched his attack from behind Jing, wrapping his arm around her waist and hips, and kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. Jing's skin in these areas was extremely delicate, and these were sensitive spots for a woman, causing her to tremble slightly. Seeing this, I abandoned her red lips and took one of her rosy nipples into my mouth, sucking and nibbling lightly. Jing hissed, grabbing my head with both hands and pressing me tightly against her full breasts, almost suffocating me.
I kept making noises, one hand reaching back into her lower body, only to find another rough hand caressing Jing's private parts. As if by telepathy, one hand touched her, then the other's, the two completely different sensations and techniques alternating, immediately eliciting continuous moans from Jing. Soon, a small amount of fluid appeared, making her lower body slightly wet.
At this moment, Qiang said, "Have Jing lie flat." He moved his body downwards. I guessed what he meant, so I pushed Jing flat, and also pulled one of her thighs further towards me.
Sure enough, Qiang slipped under the covers, and then a human-shaped bulge appeared between Jing's legs. She shuddered, let out a loud moan, and instinctively gripped me tightly with one hand. He was under the covers, so I couldn't see his movements, but with Jing's trembling and moans, I could imagine the stimulation he was giving her. Besides, I rarely licked Jing's genitals, so this must have brought her a long-lost pleasure.
I held Jing tightly, kissing her wildly, and asked between breaths, "Is it comfortable?"
Jing gasped for breath, her expression unreadable, a mixture of pain and pleasure, but she remained silent.
A moment later, he flung the blanket off, panting, and said to us, "It's too stuffy in there!" He then knelt at the foot of the bed and took a few deep breaths.
The blanket was pulled off Jing, and she quickly covered her private parts with her hands, curling up to one side. Seeing her naked and exposed before Qiang, my instinct was to cover her private parts with the blanket, but I forcefully restrained myself, just staring blankly.
Qiang had something hanging down there; he knelt on the bed and moved towards Jing, glancing at me. Seeing I didn't object, he quickly straddled her. Before Jing could react, he had already hooked one arm around her neck and grasped his still-soft penis, bringing it to her lips.
Jing's hands were trapped under his legs, unable to move, and she tried to dodge, a sight that filled me with heartache. Seeing this, Qiang Ge remained unmoved. He gently patted her face a few times with a rubber band-like thing, which gradually grew larger. He said, "Come on, Xiao Jing, suck it for me."
Seeing that I wouldn't step forward, Jing could only close her eyes and move her head, seemingly resisting but actually welcoming it. Finally, with a soft "mmm," he inserted half of it into her mouth.
My fiancée was giving oral sex to someone else in front of me...
I thought that after what happened with Xiao Feng, I was ready. Now I realized that watching my wife being used by someone else for the first time was something I could never be fully prepared for.
I stared wide-eyed as the penis thrust in and out of her mouth, growing larger and larger, occasionally making her cough. My heart ached as if it were being torn apart. Qiang Ge was completely focused on looking down at the woman serving him, his expression one of satisfaction mixed with disbelief.
After a while, Qiang Ge looked at me, comparing her lower body to his. I nodded slightly, somewhat dazed. He slowly withdrew his penis, which was still jiggling, and took the condom I handed him, putting it on.
Jing weakly wiped her mouth, closed her eyes, and lay there silently, her hands crossed over her chest, which only created a deep cleavage between her breasts.
I watched as Qiang's broad body pressed down on her, slowly but firmly separating her hands and pressing Jing's petite body down firmly. My heart ached, thinking I shouldn't hurt her. His dark, rough body and her milky white, smooth skin created a strong visual impact.
He was incredibly lucky to be able to enjoy Jing's body like this...
He supported himself with one hand, and with the other, he climbed up Jing's soft, delicate, yet round and firm breast, pushing it up and taking a bite of the tip, savoring it immensely.
Jing turned her head away, so I couldn't see her expression. Although I could hear her erratic breathing, she didn't utter a sound.
I watched helplessly as he finished one side of her penis and switched to the other, his lower body holding his erect penis and rubbing the head between her petals. Soon, he pressed against her entrance, as if about to exert force. I saw Jing's hands gripping the sheets tightly, her toes clenched in tension. A surge of unease, jealousy, and arousal welled up inside me, growing stronger and stronger, as if about to burst from my chest.
"Wait!" I blurted out.
Qiang and Jing stiffened simultaneously, but I continued, "Let me see more clearly."
I got off the bed and squatted on the edge, watching with extremely complex emotions as I focused on the point where their genitals touched. The thick, dark penis was encased in a semi-transparent sheath, the two drooping, wrinkled testicles contrasting sharply with Jing's delicate, pink petals.
Masturbating at the computer desk, releasing my pent-up desires on Jing, daydreaming in the office… the scene of Jing being raped by another man, which I constantly fantasized about, was finally about to unfold before my eyes! My mind reeled, and I said in a hoarse voice, "Be gentle."
Jing let out a faint sigh, as the man on top of her slowly lowered. Qiang's glans, the size of a small egg, encountered resistance at Jing's delicate opening, causing the shaft to bend slightly. Suddenly, the blunt end broke through the opening and went straight in, before the shaft straightened again. I heard Jing cry out, her hands involuntarily grabbing Qiang's arms. He paused briefly before slowly but firmly inserting his entire penis, leaving only his testicles outside, still slightly wriggling.
This thrust not only penetrated Jing's vagina but also struck my heart. I watched as that unfamiliar penis slowly entered Jing's private parts. Images flashed through my mind: the difficulty I felt when I deflowered her, the intense sense of conquest, Jing's sharp pain and confusion, and me telling her "I love you" from the bottom of my heart… Countless fragments of memory flickered by…
Jing's vaginal opening pulsated rhythmically, as if trying to get used to the intrusion. I knew that each contraction would bring him a sweet, tight grip, just like I had experienced countless times…
Qiang frowned, closed his eyes, and remained motionless for a long while before saying, "Xiao Dong, your wife is really tight…"
I mumbled a reply, watching him slowly thrust in and out of Jing. When he pulled out most of the way, I saw… The skin around Jing's vaginal opening was stretched thin and round, completely enveloping his penis without leaving any gaps. When he thrust in, his labia minora would flip inside along with it... Oh... He was really fucking my Jing, the woman I love most, the wife I'm going to marry, the mother of my future children...
Jing's legs were tense, her little fleshy feet still gripping tightly. Suddenly, I remembered the day after I deflowered her, when she lay in my arms and said, "I've thought it through. In this life, there will only be one man like you." A deep, overwhelming tenderness welled up in my heart. I reached out and grabbed one of her legs and kissed it. Jing flinched in surprise, and I quickly said, "Relax...
relax..." She then tried to relax her legs and feet, letting me caress and love her.
Qiang observed Jing's expression and saw that her brows were gradually easing. He asked softly, "Jing, is it comfortable?"
Jing opened her lips but couldn't utter a word. She only nodded slightly.

(Thirty-one)

Seeing that Jing seemed to be feeling something, I felt much better. Qiang gradually increased the frequency of his thrusts, his fat lower body slamming against Jing's soft lower abdomen and thighs, producing a familiar sound of flesh colliding. His thick, dark penis, as if containing a tendon, stood erect for over ten centimeters, rapidly moving in and out between Jing's spread labia. His two swollen, large testicles swayed lasciviously, slapping against Jing's perineum, making me feel a growing unease.
Perhaps the psychological tension finally subsided with the body's natural reaction; Jing's lower body became increasingly wet, and her initial light panting gradually turned into soft moans. Qiang licked her neck while saying, "Xiao Jing, hold me." Hearing this, she naturally wrapped her arms around Qiang's shoulders and back. Seeing her aroused, and the two of them locked in a naked embrace like two worms, I felt a surge of lust.
In his smugness, Qiang Ge seized the opportunity to show off his skills, employing a series of shallow and deep techniques, and provocatively said, "Xiao Jing, when we first chatted, did you ever think you'd actually be fucked by me?"
Jing frowned and finally spoke, but was interrupted by the impact, saying intermittently, "No...no..."
Qiang Ge, seemingly lost in memories and satisfaction, said, "I wanted it from the very first time. Last time you and your husband showed me your lovemaking online, I was so excited I couldn't sleep all night!"
"Oh..."
Qiang Ge continued, panting, "When I first saw you in person today, I was immediately struck by your beauty. You're even more beautiful than on camera, and your aura... tsk tsk... indescribable!"
Jing listened silently, without intervening. Hearing him praise Jing, even though I knew he was trying to flatter her, I still felt a surge of vain satisfaction.
"At the time, I thought, would such a dignified and beautiful woman really let me have my way with her today?" Qiang Ge said, his movements slowing slightly as he gave Jing a dozen light, shallow thrusts. Jing's legs bent, seemingly involuntarily reaching upwards to meet his thrusts, her expression showing a hint of unbearable discomfort.
"And you actually let me have my way, little Jing!" Qiang Ge said, thrusting his penis in hard, making Jing let out a moan.
“Xiao Dong, I really envy you. You have such a beautiful wife, and you can use her every day.” Qiang Ge said to me, but he was carefully watching Jing’s expression. “Do you two have sex often?” “
About two or three times a week!” I replied.
Qiang Ge hummed and said, “If I had such a beautiful wife, I would do it with her every day.” Jing let out a soft “Oh.”
Qiang Ge then changed to quick and shallow movements: “Xiao Jing, tell me, besides your husband, have you ever been with any other men?” He had asked me this before and knew that I was Jing’s first man.
“No.”
I was startled. I thought, Qiang Ge, we’re not trying to lie to you, but we can’t very well say that we have, especially not her cousin, can we?
“When did your husband take your virginity?”
Jing opened her eyes slightly and glanced at me. “Six years ago.”
“Do many men try to get close to you?”
“Probably…yes!” Jing stammered.
“Probably what? Many men want to sleep with you, right?” Qiang Ge emphasized the word “sleep with.”
“…”
I thought to myself, of course she couldn’t say that.
"You've kept it all safe for your husband for the past six years, haven't let any other man touch you, right?" He asked knowingly, his lower body only revealing the head of his penis inside her, teasing her.
"Yes..." Perhaps I'm more sensitive, but I could hear the guilt in Jing's answer.
"Then you've given me your virginity today!" Qiang deliberately used suggestive words to stimulate Jing's senses, "So good!" He said, giving Jing
a few deep thrusts. "Ah...you got off easy..." Jing's words were tingled with lust as she was tickled. Qiang sensed her pleasure and rewarded her with another hard thrust. Jing let out a soft moan of pleasure, and then Qiang asked, "How is it? Do you like it?"
"Yes..." Seeing Jing getting into the swing of things and responding with her moans, Qiang gave her several more deep thrusts, asking, "Do you like Qiang's cock?"
Jing cried out repeatedly, but didn't answer, turning to me and saying, "Husband, hold my hand!"
I did as she said, taking her hand tightly and kissing her arm. The mattress beneath us shook with Qiang's powerful movements, allowing me to feel the impact she was experiencing.
Suddenly, a phone rang behind us. I was startled, seeing Qiang doing the same, and realized it was Jing's phone ringing. I was going to ignore it, but the caller stubbornly refused to hang up, which annoyed Jing. She said, "Husband, can you see who it is?" Qiang ignored her and continued thrusting.
I got out of bed as instructed and went to the desk. I took the phone from Jing's handbag and saw that the caller ID showed the
word "home." The ringing finally stopped, and I breathed a sigh of relief, laughing, "It sounds like it's your home calling."
Jing said "Oh." Just as I was about to put the phone back, the ringing started again. Jing clicked her tongue, hesitated for a moment, and said to Qiang, who was on top of her, "Qiang, stop for a moment, I need to take this call." Qiang responded, but didn't pull out of Jing's body; he just propped himself up.
Jing took the phone from my hand and patiently said "Hello." I heard her speak in Chongqing dialect. I overheard the gist of it; it seemed she was explaining to her mother-in-law that she was currently on a business trip. After a few sentences, I saw Qiang give me a wink and then slowly resume his thrusting. Jing's voice trembled instantly. She pressed one hand against Qiang's chest as if to tell him to stop, but he ignored her and instead increased the frequency, though his movements were careful to avoid making any sounds of flesh colliding.
Jing tried her best to remain calm on the phone, but her expression was one of extreme unbearable urgency. Her words were uncontrollably breathless and somewhat incoherent. Qiang seized an opportunity, thrusting his penis deep into her, and with a thrust of his hips, he began to draw circles inside her. I knew the reaction this action would elicit, and sure enough, I saw Jing close her eyes and open her mouth, unable to speak for a moment. Seeing Jing talking to her aunt while being violated by another man in front of me, I too felt a surge of lust.
Finally, after hanging up the phone, Jing casually tossed it onto the pillow beside her, glanced at Qiang as if she wanted to complain, but ultimately remained silent. Perhaps she wasn't very familiar with Qiang and couldn't bring herself to say anything.
Qiang Ge chuckled, "Is it your mother-in-law?"
Jing nodded, a hint of reproach in her eyes. Qiang Ge leered, "If your mother-in-law knew her daughter was being fucked by another man in front of her son-in-law, I wonder what she would think?"
Jing blushed and said, "You still dare to say that! You made
me suffer so much just now!" Qiang Ge and I burst into laughter. He turned to me and said, "Little Dong, isn't it exciting to let your mother-in-law hear me fucking your wife?" Being asked this next to Jing made me feel a little embarrassed, but at that moment, my lust was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but answer.
"Tell your wife that you like watching me fuck her." Qiang Ge said, increasing the frequency, allowing me to clearly see Jing's upper body, her two white, dough-like breasts swaying violently.
I leaned closer to Jing and said in a dry voice, "Wife, I like watching you get fucked by men, with your parents listening." Thinking it over, I added, "It would be even more exciting if your parents could hear their daughter-in-law being fucked."
Jing let out a long "Oh," opened her eyes, looked at me, but didn't speak. Qiang was thrusting into her vigorously, each thrust making her body tremble. Her eyelids seemed to be drooping, but she still forced her eyes open, looking at me with a resentful yet alluring gaze.
Qiang thrust harder and harder, and Jing's face became increasingly uneasy. Finally, she frowned and moaned loudly, her voice sweet and cloying, making any man feel as if he'd been given honey, wanting only to mold and humiliate this woman at will.
Qiang Ge crossed Jing's two shapely, long legs and placed them on his shoulders, saying in a rough voice, "Jing, squeeze tight!" Hearing him order my fiancée to squeeze his penis with her vagina, a wicked, sweet pleasure welled up inside me.
Jing let out a soft moan, her hands caressing her breasts, her ten slender fingers squeezing them forcefully, satisfying the instinctive need for her breasts to be caressed.
Qiang Ge took in Jing's lewd actions, tightly holding her thighs against his chest and abdomen, thrusting forcefully, saying, "Say 'fuck me'!"
Jing's expression struggled, yet she still looked at me with uneasy eyes.
"Say it," I said expectantly, my eyes wide.
"Fuck me..." Jing finally murmured softly.
"Say it louder!"
"Fuck me!" Jing raised her voice slightly, but it still trembled with suppressed emotion.
"Say 'Big Brother, fuck my cunt'!" Qiang Ge's lower body moved quickly and violently, but his face was contorted, and his forehead was covered in sweat.
“Big brother… ah… fuck me… no, I can’t say it…” Jing cried out, shaking her head in distress.
“Stop pretending to be a slut! Let me do it all, then say it!” Qiang’s tone grew heavier and heavier, forcefully ordering Jing, which made my heart tremble.
"Ah...fuck my cunt..." Jing finally gave in.
Qiang Ge, hearing this, thrust more than ten times, then abruptly stopped, holding his breath, "Don't move, huff...
don't move an inch." He frowned and pursed his lips, suppressing the imminent climax. Jing lay there, dazed and motionless. After a while, he calmed down and slowly withdrew from Jing's body, saying, "Come on, Xiao Dong, it's your turn. How about from behind?"
I nodded in agreement, pulling up the limp Jing and manipulating her like a doggy-style position.
Parting Jing's buttocks, I found her vaginal fluids already flowing, wetting her anus and the surrounding flesh. Her previously tightly closed labia were now slightly parted, the opening a small, visible hole. I knew Qiang Ge had opened it, so I slapped her plump buttocks a few times, stroked my penis a few times, and then thrust inside.
After the foreplay, Jing's vagina wasn't as tight as usual when first entered; it was very slippery inside. I thought about how her clean little hole had just been fucked by another man, and I wanted to say something to humiliate her, but I was afraid she'd think I was angry, so I kept quiet. My penis, however, seemed even larger than usual.
Qiang ripped off the condom, brought his lower body close to Jing's, and without asking her, shoved his penis into her mouth. With me thrusting into her from behind, Jing made "ooh" sounds with that thing in her mouth. Sometimes, when I thrust too hard, Jing couldn't hold onto it, and Qiang would immediately shove it back in, saying, "Little Jing, in this position, you have to stick your ass up high and your waist sink in; that's how you look pretty and sexy." His hands would sometimes reach down to touch Jing's plump, drooping breasts, and sometimes he'd grab her head and thrust it deep into her throat.
My lower body was already experiencing waves of pleasure, and watching Jing being used by the two of us in the classic position, like an adult film actress, made me feel like I'd been injected with an aphrodisiac. I couldn't help but ask, "Brother Qiang, how's my wife? Is it comfortable to use?"
He smiled wickedly and replied, "Too comfortable! You have to make me feel good tonight." As he spoke, he stroked Jing's beautiful hair while thrusting his penis into her mouth.
I felt a strange pleasure and turned to Jing, asking, "Jing, does Brother Qiang's cock taste good?"
Jing shook her head, her curly hair rolling sexy in waves, and I couldn't tell if she was nodding or shaking her head. A few times, Brother Qiang thrust deeply into her, and she let out a dry heaving moan.
Seeing this, Qiang Ge showed no sign of slowing down. Instead, he gathered Jing's hair into a braid, grabbed it briefly, and pulled it closer to his lower body, saying, "Little Jing isn't quite used to deep throat yet, is she? Come on, let me train you."
I became even more excited and said to Qiang Ge, "Qiang Ge, please train my wife properly." Then I said to Jing, "After we get married, let Qiang Ge come over and train you on our bed, okay?" Jing couldn't answer, but her vaginal walls were contracting and gripping my penis, feeling incredibly good.
Qiang Ge's eyes lit up, and he continued, "Then you two hang a big wedding photo on the wall, and let Little Jing look at it while I fuck her. Little Dong, you watch me fuck your wife."
I imagined it according to his description, and indeed, the scene was incredibly tempting. Seeing my entranced expression, Qiang continued, "Xiao Jing, what if your future husband gets you pregnant? Let me take you out to meet his friends, and we'll all say the child in your belly is mine, how about that?"
Jing got goosebumps all over her back, clearly extremely aroused by what he said. I thought to myself, 'If I really let him get Jing pregnant, how crazy would that be!' Though I was too embarrassed to say it aloud, the thought made my blood boil, and I fucked Jing hard with my head down.
Qiang Ge continued, "When Xiao Jing gives birth, let her breastfeed while I fuck her. Let your child suckle at Xiao Jing's nipple and watch his mother get fucked!"
I felt like my nose was about to bleed. All my ethics, morality, and taboos crumbled like a dam breaking. My lower body throbbed as I continued, "Yes... and next time, let's take Xiao Jing back to the dark dance hall tonight and let her dance with strangers!"
Qiang Ge responded, "Good idea! Let all the guests take turns touching your wife's entire body, and then take her out for sex." Jing
trembled all over, but then she heard Qiang... Brother, grinning lewdly, added fuel to the fire, saying, "If Xiao Jing went out to solicit customers, her business would be booming, she'd be so full every day, she'd be fucked so hard she couldn't even get out of bed."
I panted as I frantically pounded into Jing, saying, "Wife, how about we get Brother Qiang to introduce you to customers, let them line up to patronize you?"
Jing spat out the cock in her mouth and collapsed onto the bed, her head still pressed against Brother Qiang's crotch, her buttocks sticking up high
as she cried out, "Fuck me!"
I knew she was about to climax, and I felt the pleasure in my lower body becoming increasingly unbearable. I took a deep breath and thrust wildly, saying, "Say patronize me!"
"Pay me! Harder!" Jing cried out as she endured, while Brother Qiang, while rapidly stroking his penis, watched us. The three of us climbed higher and higher on the hillside of pleasure.
I looked up, my face contorted, gasping for breath, trying to hold back my pain. Suddenly, I saw Qiang Ge look up and roar, a stream of white semen landing on Jing's face. With a shudder from Jing, my penis throbbed, ejaculating the first hot stream deep into her vagina. I watched as Qiang Ge's fluids gushed out, covering Jing's face, hair, and even back. I myself convulsed in a violent orgasm, ejaculating countless times. Jing, amidst the simultaneous release of two men, screamed wildly and uncontrollably, as if she had been raped and murdered.

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