My wife was sexually assaulted by a random shopkeeper until she lost consciousness.

My wife's ex-boyfriend's sexual activity has been a topic of conversation between us for a long time. Through numerous conversations, I learned what he looked like, the approximate color and girth of his penis, especially since my wife emphasized that he always ejaculated more, whiter, and deeper than me, even without intercourse. Therefore, she firmly believes that if they married, they would definitely have a son. This is one of my wife's pressures; with her traditional values, she wants a son and firmly believes that my penis doesn't reach her cervix deeply enough, resulting in insufficient orgasms and a lower sperm count compared to her ex-boyfriend. After saying this, she pinched my limp penis, still wet with semen, and said disdainfully, "It's all your fault, you useless little thing, ruining my life!" However, my wife firmly believes that her ex-boyfriend's character was too poor, and his deception severely damaged her mental and physical health. She feels that sexual satisfaction alone is not enough. She can only have sex with men she's comfortable with, so she objected to my cuckoldry idea. She argues that if she were to have sex with other men, she would inevitably develop feelings for them, which would affect her family and make her feel guilty towards her husband and children. Therefore, she believes that sex without any emotional connection is unacceptable. I used to think that women had a deep understanding of themselves, otherwise so many wouldn't remain chaste, and that someone like my wife wouldn't cross her bottom line. Since my wife had nothing to do at home, I enrolled her in driving school. I'd heard many scandalous stories about instructors and female students, and I'd even teased my wife, saying she might get into bed with the instructor, but nothing actually happened. Soon it was time for her third driving test. I was on a business trip and happened to be near my hometown, less than ten kilometers from the test center. My wife came to do a mock test a day early, and that night she suggested I come stay with her so it would be convenient for the test the next day, and also so we could have some fun, since we hadn't done it for a month and a half. Without further ado, the carefree environment made my wife very relaxed. After driving practice in the afternoon, we went back to the room and had sex as soon as we got in. It didn't last long, and my wife seemed unsatisfied, lingering on the bed and refusing to get up. I suggested we go out for hot pot. When we came back upstairs, I noticed the hotel owner was glancing at my wife. Because my wife insisted on saving money, she chose a small, privately owned hotel in an alley. The hallway and signs had the atmosphere of a place frequented by prostitutes in the rural-urban fringe. On the way upstairs, I could hear a woman screaming wildly with orgasm from one of the rooms. The owner was a retired soldier, with a strong build, and his jeans had a bulging crotch, suggesting he was quite well-endowed. For our second round in the room, I wasn't very energetic. My wife, seeing that I was tired, suggested she sit on top. Her large buttocks gripped my pitiful little penis, and we began our movements. I tried hard not to ejaculate, but my erection slowly faded. My wife, who knew my psychology well, suddenly found a solution. She said, "Honey, do you really want another man to have sex with me?" Did you see that hotel owner was interested in me? I said yes, it was obvious. That guy's dick is probably no smaller than your ex-boyfriend's, and he's pretty good-looking too. My wife said, "Hmm, I want another man to fuck me tonight, otherwise I can't orgasm." I said, "Let the hotel owner fuck you. He's downstairs. He'll be passing by our door when he comes up to check in for guests. Tell me to let the hotel owner fuck me, hurry up, loudly, clearly." Yes, my wife gritted her teeth and frowned, feeling both pleasure and pain. Finally, she couldn't help but shout, "I want the hotel owner to fuck me! I'm a slut, I'm the slut Li Junying! Hotel owner, fuck me! I want to cuckold my husband! Hotel owner, my husband, please! He's a piece of trash! Did you see that? Shoot me to death! I want everyone to know he's a cuckold! Anyone with a big dick can fuck me!" To my utter surprise, the room lock was too flimsy, and the door wasn't very secure. In places like this, the doors are the kind you find in homes. Someone knocked loudly on the door, and it opened a crack in the floor. I grabbed my wife's buttocks and pushed her into the blanket. My wife was at her most frenzied, not caring about anything. Her heavy breathing and incoherent ramblings were filled with cries of, "The hotel owner is fucking my cunt! I'm going to cheat on you! There's so much white semen! I'm going to get pregnant! Ah!" Two meters away, around the corner of the glass wall, stood the dumbfounded boss. My wife suddenly sat down, her body completely still, lying on top of me, except for the uncontrollable twitching of her inner thighs. She seemed to be in a daze. From this angle, the boss could see my wife's fully mature genitals; a small penis shrank beneath her thick, dark labia, with thin, clear semen trickling out. We looked at each other, speechless, the air thick with tension. The pressure from him sitting on the mattress came through, and a large hand pushed my penis aside, like cleaning an unwanted, smelly sock. Of course, such a small penis was a terrible match for my beautiful wife. Without any preamble, his fingers dug straight in. I felt my wife trembling all over. The thing I had long imagined was actually right in front of me. At that moment, all I could think about was whether he had washed his hands, and whether this random probing of her vagina might transmit any diseases. A strange tacit understanding formed between the three of us. The boss dared not do anything else; it was as if probing was his only duty. Life and work, the splattering sounds grew more rapid, along with some farting-like noises. Too much air entering the vagina would cause vaginal flatulence. My wife covered her face, her legs spread to their limit. The boss treated her like the cheapest slut. My mind was blank; I only remembered wanting to kiss her intensely. After a long kiss, I secretly asked, "Are you a slut?" My wife suppressed a moan and shook her head. The boss immediately sped up, and by then, three fingers were inside. My wife gasped, "Ah!" I only asked if she was his cunt. My wife gasped, "No, I'm your cunt. I'm only yours." I said, "Your ex-boyfriend is fucking you to death." My wife frowned and said, "Hmm, hmm, I can't take it anymore, honey. Hurry!" She reached for my penis, grabbing the soft flesh that wasn't fully erect. My wife masturbated fiercely, saying, "I'm not a virgin. My cunt was fucked big by Jiang Aiguo. He fucked me better than you." I said, "Yes, the hotel owner is playing with you. You're a slut." My wife said yes, I'm a slut now, her belly is sticking out, I'm completely dizzy, I'm helping to pull down the boss's pants, we're both clumsy, in the end the boss pulled his penis out from under his pants, the glans started rubbing against her labia, it's not quite what I expected, his penis seems thicker in the middle, the glans is a bit like a helmet, the pubic hair is straight, my wife's whole body stiffens, I watch this big penis slowly spread open the dark vulva, I feel like I'm about to ejaculate, the boss started, after a while my wife's calves slowly hooked his legs, the two of them silently fucking, the boss peeked at my penis, as if to show off, deliberately inserted his penis completely deep, then pulled it all the way out, then inserted it all the way in again, my wife couldn't help but start to hug his buttocks tightly, the big egg-like testicles slapped my wife's vulva, deep and powerful slap ... My mind became increasingly hazy. Our fingers were intertwined. At that moment, the boss took my place and kissed me on the lips. My wife enjoyed the sensation below but resisted from above. After hundreds of deep thrusts, she finally opened her mouth, and our tongues licked each other. My wife was already delirious. The boss was fucking her and said, "My name is Zhijun." My wife said, "Mmm." "Zhijun, fuck me." I said, "Call me husband." My wife said, "Ah, no, you, husband, thrust into me, Zhijun, thrust into me." The boss fucked her very fast and loudly asked her, "Am I your husband?" Junying said yes. "Zhijun is my husband. Husband Zhijun." The boss said, "Let's get married." Li Junying shouted out words that broke me: "I love you, Zhijun. Marry me. I'll divorce this good-for-nothing. Zhijun, hurry up and get me pregnant. I'll give you a son and have him raise you." The boss and my wife couldn't take it anymore and screamed as they ejaculated inside each other. Their bodies were intertwined. My wife murmured, holding his head, "Husband Zhijun, do you love me?" The boss's penis hadn't been pulled out yet, and he kissed her again, "Junying, I'll marry you!" My wife hugged the man she'd only known for two hours even tighter with excitement. Afterwards, she was unusually attentive to me for many days and didn't contact the boss again. After all, it was just a moment of passion. Sometimes when my sex life wasn't great, she'd rest her head on my chest and say, "Are you angry? Are you jealous?" "I was just saying that because I felt good. It's all your fault. I'm not a good person anymore. Honey, do you still want me? I'm a bad woman. I've already wronged you." I gently stroked her hair. "Wife, you're overthinking it. I only love you. How could I blame you? It was just for fun. Many couples do that. Nobody knows. I just like your sexy side, so wanton." My wife said, "Those wanton women are rotten." I said, "I'll want you no matter what you become. No matter if you get old, ugly, or have a bad reputation, I'll only love you. Was that boss's penis thick that day?" My wife kissed me shyly and said, "Hmm, it's still growing. Hold on tight to your clitoris." I asked, "Is it as good as my ex-boyfriend's?" My wife thought for a moment and said, "It's different, but they're both big and full." My wife lovingly stroked my penis and said emotionally, "I belong to this little penis for the rest of my life. I love this penis. No matter how big the others are, it's not good. This is my lifeline. Even when I die, I'll still be your woman, right, husband?" I smiled and touched her vagina. "I was just worried you wouldn't be satisfied, so I ordered you some takeout." My wife said, "Ah, this takeout smells pretty good!"

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