During the wedding banquet, the wife's vaginal fluids were flowing in the bridal chamber.

The wedding ended quickly. My wife and Qian went inside to change, and when they came out, my wife was wearing a red evening gown. The gown was very form-fitting, showing off my wife's figure perfectly. It was also a bit short, making her buttocks look especially prominent. She wore rhinestone-studded high heels over her long legs, making her sparkle. Although my wife is quite provocative in bed, with all sorts of tricks up her sleeve, she's usually quite conservative. So, she's not used to dressing so sexily in front of so many people, especially since she was the center of attention today and rarely wore such high heels, which made her even more nervous. I saw her blushing, walking slowly and carefully beside Qian, each step small and cautious, constantly tugging at her skirt.
Actually, although her skirt was short, it was still considerably longer than a short skirt or hot pants, and since it was form-fitting, it wasn't easy for anything to be exposed. My wife and I had tried it on before. The dress was beautifully designed; although short, it hugged her hips perfectly, and the elastic at the bottom was just right. It stayed close to her legs as she walked, so as long as she didn't take big steps, there was no chance of any wardrobe malfunction. Actually, my wife already knew she didn't need to hold it down, which only highlighted her shyness and nervousness.
I chuckled inwardly and quickly took my wife from Qian's arms. Supporting her, I said, "You look so beautiful today, you outshine all the other women here. Everyone's probably staring at you, maybe even drooling." Hearing this, my wife became even more shy. Looking at her, I was absolutely smitten.
I knew she was physically and mentally excited today, so I mischievously supported her while subtly touching her. She seemed to be in a constant state of excitement; I could feel her legs were weak. Her face flushed in waves, and her breathing was uneven. All day, she seemed like she was about to climax at any moment. This woman was truly captivating. So we went from table to table toasting. I drank the low-alcohol drink poured by the best man, while my wife drank water poured by Qian. When we got to the table with my wife's classmates, I paid special attention to her. I noticed her eyes were glazed over, her face flushed, and she kept avoiding Bai's gaze. Bai, on the other hand, acted normally, without a trace of ulterior motive or inappropriate behavior. This completely put my mind at ease; the hardest part was over, and the wedding was perfect.
Qian, however, kept making unintentional jokes about us, buzzing around like a little bee. I knew they were close, so I magnanimously thought it didn't matter. Besides, Qian had been incredibly helpful today, constantly attending to my wife's needs. The wedding went very smoothly thanks in no small part to her. After the toasts, my wife and I took photos with many people. Qian even brought a DSLR camera, and when she wasn't helping, she took pictures around. I don't know how good her technique was, but at least she didn't wait for us to pose before taking pictures like a professional photographer. Instead, she took some strange angles and took photos of us when we weren't prepared. I figured we had a professional wedding photographer, so these were probably just behind-the-scenes shots of the wedding, which was fine. Of course, the most important thing was that my wife didn't seem to have any problems afterwards, which put my mind at ease.
Actually, I was already a little dizzy after the toasts. Even though it was low-alcohol liquor and I had tampered with it, I still felt a bit overwhelmed after drinking so much. After the toasts, my wife and Qian disappeared for a while. When they came out, they had changed into a tight-fitting, long, white bodycon dress. My wife's face was still quite red, and she wasn't completely out of excitement, but perhaps because the dress was long enough, she walked and moved around much more normally than when she was wearing a short dress for the toasts. My wife and I sat down at a table near our classmates. We joined the lively banquet, where classmates from both sides kept throwing challenges at us, making things difficult for me and my wife. I accepted them all, but Qian protected my wife from most of the individual challenges. I thought Qian was really loyal, unlike my best man, who not only didn't shield me but also added fuel to the fire. Although Qian, as my bridesmaid, had once tricked my wife into sleeping with Bai, at least choosing her as my bridesmaid was the right decision. Besides, getting my wife into Bai's bed might not have been a bad thing; after all, it made my wife a perfect "second-hand woman."
Later, the elders and most of the guests left, but for my close friends, it wasn't enough fun. My close classmates spent most of the afternoon partying at the restaurant. Although it was a happy and joyful time, I felt awkward, and I guess my wife felt the same way, because Bai, her ex-boyfriend, was among them. The daytime festivities at the wedding banquet were quite artistic. I thought the poses and games they made my wife and me do, while seemingly excessive and even a bit erotic, paled in comparison to what another man had done with the bride. I remember most clearly when they forced my wife to eat the banana hanging between my legs. My best man, already quite drunk, stupidly remarked that the banana was too small, so they replaced it with a huge one. Everyone cheered, saying such a beautiful bride deserved a big banana. My wife and I were incredibly embarrassed. I also felt a wicked smile on the faces of the onlookers. I felt angry and embarrassed, but remembering that two colleagues from our project were also joining in, I swallowed my bitterness.
But that was about it for the most outrageous things during the day. The real fun usually started in the evening in the bridal chamber, with only a very close group of people attending. At this point, some of our classmates also said their goodbyes. What finally put my mind at ease was that Bai was among those saying goodbye. I really breathed a sigh of relief when he left. If he had come along, I would have been incredibly embarrassed, and I'm sure my wife would have been too ashamed to face him. If Bai had wanted to join in the wedding night games, my wife and I probably wouldn't have known how to handle it. So, Bai was quite dignified and wisely took his leave. Of course, I should say that most of my wife's classmates had already left, so Bai had no reason to stay.
When we got to the bridal chamber, it was turned upside down again. I remember I really drank a lot this time, and my clothes were a mess from all the games. On the other hand, my wife was dressed neatly and presentably, very well protected by Qian. In fact, halfway through, my wife even spent a long time changing her wedding dress with Qian's help, all the while being egged on by everyone. If it weren't for seeing my wife's increasingly flushed face and feeling her increasingly barely concealed desire, I would have thought no one was in the bridal chamber. I realized that without Bai, my wife and I felt much more relaxed. Later, the teasing gradually spread to the bride and groom, including the best man and bridesmaids. It was utterly shameless, with very aggressive behavior. They even knocked down the wedding photo hanging above my bed, thankfully without hitting anyone. The best man looked at it and said that one of the hooks or nails securing the photo was missing, which caused it to fall. He quickly re-hung it and then started teasing again. The teasing continued until after 8 pm before the classmates finally left one by one.
When only the bridesmaids and best men remained, we were all exhausted. My wife was practically collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily, and I was also quite drunk. The two best men and one bridesmaid quickly tidied up the mess and trash, grabbed a large bag, and dragged it away. Only Qian remained sitting beside my wife. Qian said that according to custom, the last step in the wedding night festivities was for the bridesmaid to undress the bride completely, supposedly to reduce obstacles for the couple on their first night together. I thought to myself, what an outdated tradition! Besides, what obstacles are there these days? We've done everything before the wedding, and my wife has seen it all. I thought Qian was really short-sighted. But since it was the last step, I could only let her have her way. Besides, it was our wedding night, and having my wife naked was fine; the sense of ceremony was more important.
So Qian and my wife got into bed, and I finally managed to take off all of my wife's clothes. My wife's wedding dress was probably too tight; it took them a while to get it off under the covers. Women who wear wedding dresses know how tight they are. While Qian and my wife were being handled by me, I could clearly feel my wife suddenly relax and even let out a soft moan of pleasure—a sound that was almost a moan of pleasure. Qian wrapped all her clothes in a ball under the covers, then got off the wedding bed with a huge pile of clothes in her arms. She jokingly said to me, "The bride has prepared everything for you, so make good use of it." Then Qian closed the door and left.
By this time, I was quite drunk and dizzy, but the desire I'd been building up all day made me want to devour my wife immediately. I sensed that she was also dazed and impatient. When I was about to get into bed, she insisted that I also undress completely before getting in. Usually, she would undress me herself, teasing me as she did so, but she said my clothes reeked of alcohol and I had to be naked before getting into bed. I thought about it and agreed; I didn't want to soil our wedding bed, even though it was already a mess after all the commotion all night. So I stripped naked and
crawled into bed. Once I was in bed, I started to move between my wife's legs, wanting to start our foreplay. I knew I wasn't physically capable, so foreplay was essential for her to reach orgasm. We usually had quite a bit of foreplay, and although my wife and I were both very eager, I figured I should at least give her a quick licking foreplay. Unexpectedly, my wife stopped me from getting off. She said she hadn't showered all day and must smell, so she didn't want me to lick her. I thought to myself, I've never been worried about smelling before, so why am I worried now? I suggested we shower first, but she said she couldn't wait and wanted me to just go in. I thought about how my wife had been sexually aroused all day, so going straight to it wasn't a bad idea. Actually, I was too, especially since I'd drunk a bit too much, and I really didn't want to shower. Looking at my wife's flushed face, I just wanted to devour her quickly and then go to sleep. So I prepared to mount her immediately. I climbed on top of her, and the moment our bodies touched, I felt she was already soaking wet, so slippery. I didn't even aim; I just thrust in, and my penis slid into her body almost instantly.
My wife suddenly clung to me tightly, refusing to let go. I think she was too excited, so I could only thrust my hips and waist forcefully into her body rapidly. I felt that my wife was especially excited today, incredibly horny, moaning loudly, and constantly whispering for me to ejaculate inside her. I never expected that the happiness of our newlywed life would bring her such a strong stimulation. My wife held me tightly, her body twisting and turning, her moans growing louder and louder, exceptionally wanton. My wife's legs were spread wide, her calves hooked around my thighs, pushing me deeper into her body with each thrust. I felt my wife's hips were completely open. Although this made me feel that my wife's vagina was a little loose today, with no resistance at all, I thought it was because my wife was exceptionally wet and slippery today. Moreover, this position, in my eyes, represented my wife's complete acceptance of me; I felt it was a grand ceremony. Moreover, after drinking, my glans penis is usually not very sensitive, so it's normal that I couldn't feel my wife's vagina tightly enveloping me. But that's okay, at this moment I was very hard, and my movements were very vigorous. With my thrusting, a lot of fluid flowed from my wife's vagina, and she kept shouting, "Husband, fuck me, fuck me hard... ah... today, I want you to ejaculate inside me... all inside me." My wife and I actually ejaculated both inside and outside, sometimes even more outside. It's just that every time my wife told me stories about sex, we were both so excited that we didn't want to pull out before we ejaculated. But on our wedding night, we didn't mention sex again, simply because my wife didn't want me to pull out, and I didn't want to either. So, stimulated by my wife, I ejaculated. I felt like I really ejaculated a lot, because my wife's vagina couldn't hold it all, and it all sprayed out from all around, soaking the sheets. After I ejaculated, I felt even more dizzy, lying on the bed in a daze, almost losing consciousness. I vaguely felt my wife next to me using a lot of tissues to wipe the sheets.
After the intense thrusting and ejaculation, the day's fatigue and the feeling of being drunk overwhelmed me. I felt like I was about to collapse. After a while, my wife brought me a glass of light red water, saying she had added some vinegar to help with the hangover. I thought to myself that vinegar couldn't possibly help with a hangover, but I was already a bit slurring my words and didn't want to disappoint her, so I forced myself to drink it despite the sour taste. Soon after, I fell asleep.
It had been such a tiring day, and I slept soundly until the evening of the next day. When I woke up, I found the bed and floor still a mess, the sheets torn to shreds, and the wedding photo on the bedside table had fallen down again. Luckily, my wife said it hadn't hurt anyone and she had already placed it against the wall by the bed. It seems our wedding night was quite intense. I woke up and started vomiting again, my stomach churning. I drank some porridge my wife had made and fell asleep again. I
drifted in and out of sleep several times before slowly recovering.
Unexpectedly, my long-awaited wedding night ended with a quick and simple encounter due to drunkenness. Although I remember it being quite enjoyable, it wasn't as romantic and exciting as I had imagined. But I didn't mind. Who cares? I finally married a beautiful, gentle, considerate, and incredibly sexy wife—a natural in bed! A blissful sex life isn't something that happens every day. I firmly believe that my wife and I will love each other for life.
This "second-hand" woman, so perfectly "trained" by her ex-boyfriend, is finally mine—my "second-hand" wife. But who says second-hand goods are bad? My wife's shelf life is so long; I have countless days left to enjoy her.
I'm very satisfied with the wedding, and even more satisfied with this woman. All of this makes me sincerely grateful to my wife and to Bai—a thousand thanks indeed!

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