The blissful sexual moments of a cuckolded wife (07)

Chapter Seven

There are some things that, after they happen, I'm unwilling to record, even though the process is very worthy of everyone's knowledge, and I'd love to share it. However, every word typed on the keyboard forces me back to that scene, every detail vividly etched in my mind, and I'm forced to relive those painful memories.

When Linlin stood under the streetlights across from the hotel again, she was no longer as nervous and shy as before. She naturally looked around and even offered sweet smiles to the men who looked at her. I must say, her transformation surprised even me, the man who knows her best. The speed with which she adapted was astonishing. Across from me, she was the epitome of a seasoned prostitute, much like a courtesan soliciting customers at the entrance of the old-fashioned brothels. It was

late summer, past ten o'clock, and the nightlife was just beginning. The number of people on this secluded street had increased slightly. Soon, several men approached her to chat, but my wife politely declined them all; presumably, none of them were her type. I knew my wife was determined to find someone she truly liked this time, better to have none than a bad one. Just now, she was doing it to satisfy my lust, but this time, it was entirely for herself.
Just as I was about to lose my patience, a man who had already walked past suddenly turned back to look at my wife. He scrutinized her for a few moments before walking towards her. He was about 1.8 meters tall, around 27 or 28 years old, rather thin, wearing pink shorts and a white printed short-sleeved shirt, his handsome face exuding a roguish air. He seemed to be my wife's type; this time, it should be enough, right?

"Are you new here?"

"Yes, first time today. You seem very familiar with this street. Do you know all the girls here?"
"Pretty much. I pass by here every day, and I've seen most of the regulars."

"Have you patronized them all?"

"Forget it! I don't care for those ordinary girls, but you do have some looks, I wonder what your price is?"

My wife, just like last time, held up two fingers, but this time the gesture was very natural.
"Hmm! Not expensive, you're definitely worth the price. Can you come to my place? I'm not used to living in a different place."
My wife hesitated for a moment, asked him to wait a moment, and then walked towards me. Clearly, she liked this man, but didn't dare to decide to go home with him on her own; she was asking for my opinion.

I got out of the car and looked at my radiant wife, saying, "You like this one?" My wife nodded shyly, about to speak, but I stopped her. I waved my phone to show her I had heard everything. I beckoned to the man, and he came over. He told me his home wasn't far, and if my wife wanted in-home services, he could even charge extra. Actually, I didn't want my wife to go home with him, because then I wouldn't see how he made love to her, but looking at the longing in her eyes, I really had no reason to refuse. After all, she had sacrificed so much for me; even if she went out and had an affair, I would forgive her.

"Okay! Get in the car, I'll take you there, and then I'll bring her back."

The road wasn't far, only a two-minute drive. The car slowly stopped at the gate of a courtyard deep in a small alley. The big guy knocked a few times, and two shirtless men opened the door, reeking of alcohol. The man in the floral shirt gave them a wink, and the two men, looking menacing, shoved my wife and me into the courtyard, kicking and shoving us. With a bang, the gate slammed shut again. My heart pounded wildly, and my wife, terrified, buried her face in my arms and cried. Had we been robbed?

The man in the floral shirt and the two shirtless men pushed Linlin and me directly into the only room in the courtyard that was lit. The room was large, but the furnishings were very simple and old. There were three sofas, one large and two small, an old-fashioned television on a table that was about to fall apart, and two people sitting at a dining table in the center of the room. A young man with a scar on his forehead was drinking with a bald, tattooed man in his mid-thirties with a burly face. There were two empty chairs next to the table, clearly for the two shirtless men behind me, and the bald man was probably their leader.

"Bear Big, Bear Two, come back and sit down. Da Song, you get a chair too. I've been waiting for you for ages; you decide how much to drink as punishment. What's going on with these two?"

Holy crap! Bear Big and Bear Two? Do gangsters watch cartoons? That must be their nickname. That's when I realized the handsome young man in the floral shirt was called Da Song. He glared at us fiercely, a complete change from his earlier demeanor. He pointed to the corner, telling Linlin and me to stand aside.

"Brother Qiang, on my way here, I saw that slut soliciting customers on the street. That guy was probably a pimp, so I brought them all back. What do you think we should do with them?"

I was stunned! He actually called me Brother Qiang! Now all three of the famous bears—Bear Big, Bear Two, and Bald Qiang—are together. Normally, I'd be laughing my head off, but at that moment, I couldn't laugh at all.

"You fucking don't know the rules! Don't you know you have to pay management fees to do business on the street? This street is under my jurisdiction, and you fucking can't break the rules here. Make that woman pay double the management fee, and you guys deal with the man, just don't kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two men called Bear Big and Bear Two stood up and strode menacingly towards me. My wife, who had been hiding in my arms with her head down in fear, suddenly went berserk and stood in front of me.

"Stop! Don't hit my husband! Please, we really didn't know the rules here. We're willing to pay more, can you let us go?"

The one called Brother Qiang put down his wine glass, waved his hand, and Bear Big and Bear Two immediately stepped aside. He scrutinized us carefully, his gaze lingering on my wife.

"Wow! I didn't realize before, this woman's got some looks. You said he's your husband?"
"Yes, he's my husband."

"Then I don't understand, judging from your clothes, you two don't seem short of money! Why would he let you do this?"

My wife didn't know how to answer for a moment, then blushed and lowered her head to whisper a few words.

"He thinks it's exciting."

"Damn, you two are really... really... what's that word again? Right, weirdos. One thinks it's exciting for his wife to be with someone else, and the other would sell herself for her husband, I'm fucking speechless. Okay, I won't charge you management fees today, we'll let your husband have some excitement. Xiong Da, Xiong Er, what are you waiting for? Today I'll be generous and let you go first."

Xiong Da and Xiong Er, who were closest to us, grinned lewdly and grabbed my wife's arm, dragging her to the sofa. At this point, I couldn't hold back anymore. No matter what, I'm a man. I don't care if my wife has sex with someone else, but I absolutely cannot tolerate anyone bullying her. Just because my wife stood up for me just now, I will only ever love her for the rest of my life. I'm even willing to protect her with my life, because she deserves it.

I grabbed one of my wife's hands and forcefully threw it away. Immediately afterward, I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen and was kicked so hard that I collapsed to the ground, my face pale. Then came a barrage of punches raining down on my head and back. I desperately tried to protect my head and face, but I was powerless to fight back.

"Don't hit him!"

My wife, tears streaming down her face, hugged me and shielded me from the falling punches. At that moment, I felt utterly useless. The person I should have protected most in this world was protecting me instead.

They grabbed Linlin by the hair, dragged her to the sofa, and brought over a chair, binding me tightly to it.

"You bitch, I'll give you two choices. First, let us brothers have our fun, and we'll let you go. Second, we can beat him to death."

"As long as you stop hitting him, I'll do whatever you say."

"Really? Then take off your clothes and masturbate for us."

The wife slowly stood up, unzipped her skirt, and soon stood naked before them. Her face was streaked with tears, her carefully applied makeup ruined, leaving streaks of melted eyeliner. The wife sat back down on the sofa, closing her eyes in shame, biting her lip tightly. One small, white hand was tightly clamped between her legs, fidgeting with it.

"Are you deaf or stupid? I want you to masturbate for us! Clamped like that, what can we see? Spread your legs!"

Linlin paused slightly, her two sexy legs slowly opening like two doors. Between her two beautiful legs, my wife's middle finger had parted her slightly darker labia, revealing her butterfly-shaped vulva, which was gently inserted into her fleshy opening, slowly thrusting and rubbing. Everyone, including me, was staring intently at my wife's private parts, especially Xiong Da and Xiong Er, who were standing in front of her; their eyes almost popped out, their mouths agape like idiots.

In fact, it wasn't just them; even I, who was by her side every day, was seeing my wife masturbate for the first time. Although we were quite open about our relationship, my wife had never acted so wantonly in front of me. For a moment, I was in a daze, as if my wife wasn't being forced, but rather a thirsty woman seeking pleasure on her own. I felt my penis getting hotter and hotter, rapidly engorging and growing larger. Suddenly, someone shouted, and a string of vulgar insults interrupted my thoughts.

"Fuck! Is this fucking fun? Go wilder! Go wilder! Otherwise, you won't have fun, and we won't be satisfied watching. Let me tell you, it doesn't count until you climax."

His wife stopped, gently wiping away her tears with the back of her hand. She shook her head violently a few times, trying to clear her head and temporarily forget her situation, because in that state, she couldn't fully immerse herself.

Linlin took a deep breath, placing several fingers together on her vulva, stroking it incessantly. The three middle fingers sometimes drew quick circles at the entrance, sometimes lightly probing the opening and quickly withdrawing, bringing out a lot of vaginal fluid, gradually creating a wet sound.

Before long, Linlin seemed to feel her fingers were sufficiently lubricated, and the three tightly clenched fingers slowly squeezed into her vagina, beginning to slowly thrust in and out. Her other hand forcefully grasped her breasts, kneading them incessantly.

Watching Linlin's skillful movements, I could be sure she masturbated a lot when she was home alone. We do it at least two or three times a week, and she masturbates frequently, so you can imagine how strong her sex drive is.
Gradually, Linlin's breathing became rapid, and her hands quickened their pace. After a few moans, she excitedly raised her head, thrusting out her two round, plump breasts, her body spasming as she enjoyed wave after wave of pleasure during orgasm.

The older man, probably Xiong Da, rushed in front of her before her orgasm was over, pulling out her fingers still inserted in her vagina, and then thrusting his already erect penis inside her. Startled by this sudden violation, Linlin opened her eyes wide, helplessly letting his penis move in and out of her body without restraint, her face once again streaming with tears of grievance and humiliation.

Linlin stretched out her hands and pressed them against Xiong Da's chest, trying to push him away as much as possible. But this only made Xiong Da more vigorous in his assault. He grabbed his wife's hands and pressed them against the back of the sofa, bent her legs, and forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina again and again, enjoying the unparalleled pleasure that rape brought him.

Although Linlin was being forcibly penetrated, her orgasm had not completely subsided. Under such intense stimulation and the continuous, intense impact of pleasure, she could no longer control her body. Her limp body was left to Xiong Da's wanton rape. In the throes of orgasm, his wife bit her lower lip tightly and shook her head back and forth. I could clearly hear the moans coming from her nose.

"You slut, scream if you feel good! The louder you are, the more excited I get! Scream!"

"~~~ Ah~~ Ah~~~ I can't take it anymore~~ Ah~~~ I'm going to die~~~ Please have mercy on me~~~ Ah~~~~"

Faced with his wife's pleas for mercy, Xiong Da had no intention of letting her go. Instead, he grinned lewdly and sped up, thrusting hard into his wife's clitoris with each stroke. Amidst his wife's moans of pain and pleasure, Xiong Da ejaculated with each thrust.

Xiong Er, impatient at this moment, walked over, pulled down his pants, revealing his already erect penis. Xiong Da also cooperated by stepping aside, giving his wife, who was exhausted from being fucked, to Xiong Er. With a sound of semen being squeezed out, Xiong Er smoothly inserted into his wife's semen-filled cunt.

"Scream! Keep screaming! It's my turn. Watch me pamper you!"

His wife didn't respond, silently enduring Xiong Er's repeated thrusts. Her limp body swayed up and down with each stroke, especially her firm breasts, which bounced rhythmically.

The man with the scar on his head approached, kneeling on the sofa. He unzipped his pants, revealing a not-yet-fully-erect penis, like a hungry wolf released from its cage. He grasped the base of his penis, rubbing and slapping the glans against his wife's breasts until it quickly became thick. He twisted his body, aiming his penis at his wife's tear-streaked but still beautiful face, slapping it repeatedly.
"Suck it!"

His wife reluctantly opened her mouth, taking in his now-hard glans, and the humiliation she had never experienced before. With Xiong Er's continued thrusting, his wife's entire body swayed up and down, the massive object in her mouth constantly moving in and out.

"You slut, listen up. If your teeth touch my cock, I'll punch your husband. If you hurt me, I'll kick him. You better watch out!"

My wife started giving him oral sex very carefully, her mouth wide open, afraid that she might accidentally invite a beating from me.

Xiong Er didn't last as long as his brother, and soon he ejaculated inside my wife, while Scarface quickly filled the void, continuing to thrust inside her. It seemed his cock was bigger than Xiong Er's, and my wife's reaction was more intense; her almost crying moans filled the room. My heart felt like it was being pierced by every moan from my wife.

My heart was bleeding, but my cock was so hard it was about to burst. I kept asking myself, am I even human? My wife was being gang-raped, and I, fucking, seemed to feel particularly excited, even aroused. I felt like a complete bastard.

After countless thrusts, he ejaculated for the third time into Linlin's cunt, his face contorted with rage. As his body relaxed, his face was filled with satisfaction. After finishing, he kept waving at Dasong, signaling that it was his turn.
Dasong quickly walked to his wife's side, turned her over, and she knelt on the sofa, her buttocks sticking up high. Dasong grabbed Linlin's waist from behind, pressed his body forward, and a lot of semen was squeezed out, slowly flowing down her thighs. Dasong's speed increased, and the "plop, plop" sounds grew louder. His wife's head was buried in the corner of the sofa, the continuous orgasms making her tremble uncontrollably. Her voice was a little hoarse from the continuous moans, which only made her more alluring.

A dozen minutes later, Da Song, still pressed tightly against his wife's vagina, ejaculated thick streams of semen. He wiped the sweat from his brow and left his wife's body, but she lay curled up helplessly on the sofa, panting heavily, nearing her physical and mental limits. She turned her head to look at the men who had just gang-raped her, her face filled with hatred.

"Come on! One more, you'd better keep your word! Let us go when you're done."

The one called Qiang Ge picked up his wine glass and downed it in one gulp, wiping his mouth as he said, "Don't worry, I'll let you go after I'm done. Bring her over here."

Xiong Da and Xiong Er carried his wife to Qiang Ge, who pushed the food on the table aside and made his wife lie face down on the table, her legs spread wide like a compass, her white buttocks directly facing his penis, her entire vulva covered in semen, her vaginal opening slightly open after being repeatedly pounded, waiting for another round of rape.

Qiang's penis was thick and large, with several bulging veins, making it look exceptionally robust. He didn't rush to penetrate his wife's body, but instead held his penis and rubbed it against her vaginal opening, occasionally inserting the glans a little bit before quickly pulling it out. At first, I thought he was teasing his wife, but I never expected it was just for better lubrication. When he was about to penetrate, I realized that his target was his wife's untouched anus.

I remember a few years ago, stimulated by Japanese adult films, I also wanted to explore my wife's anus, but my glans only went in a little bit before she couldn't bear the pain, so I gave up and never tried again. But when I saw Qiang aiming at her anus, my heart clenched painfully, and I was really worried for my wife.

When Qiang held his penis and pressed it against his wife's anus, she suddenly woke up as if by a start, raising her head and trembling with tension.

"Brother! Please, not there, please!"

But how could a thug listen to his wife's pleas? He thrust forward, his glans slowly squeezing into her anus under the pressure. His wife winced in pain, still pleading. Gradually, half of his glans was inside her anus. He suddenly thrust forward, his entire penis completely submerged in her round, white buttocks. His wife jerked her head up,

her mouth wide open, but no sound came out. Her eyes were wide open, tears streaming down her face. Seeing his wife's extreme pain, my tears also flowed uncontrollably. It was all my fault! Deep self-reproach made me unable to look at his wife's face, and I slowly lowered my head.
The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and my wife's helpless cries gradually filled my ears, but I couldn't bear to watch any longer. I closed my eyes tightly, and the sounds only intensified the torment. Every scream from my wife pierced my heart, and time seemed to slow down.

A dozen minutes later, Qiang roared and ejaculated into Linlin's anus. I looked up, staring at the man who had caused my wife so much pain. He pulled his penis out of her body, but her anus didn't close immediately. The pink sphincter remained open, forming a small, finger-thick hole. A thin, white, viscous liquid was squeezed out with each spasm—his semen.

My wife was exhausted from being violated by them, her consciousness fading. She slowly slid from the dining table to the floor, staring blankly at the ground. The ropes binding me were quickly untied. I moved my numb limbs, walked to my wife's side, picked up the woman I would love for a lifetime, and walked out of the room.

Back home, I helped my wife bathe, and we lay in bed. I held her in my arms, and she cried herself to sleep. I didn't sleep a wink all night, looking at my poor wife in my arms, my heart filled with mixed emotions. After a whole night of thinking, I knew I had two things to do. First, I had to help my wife recover from this trauma as quickly as possible; second, I had to get revenge.

A few days later, after finishing my work, I asked my boss for annual leave and booked a 7-day, 5-night trip to Phuket, planning to relax with my wife. Unexpectedly, the trip went very well. My wife not only recovered quickly but also made new friends, and everyone had a great time! [
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