My young and beautiful wife has been having sex with other men for a long time (16)

During that time, the factory manager had sex with my wife very frequently, basically every one or two days. Almost every day, her vagina was filled with his semen. Before he could even finish ejaculating, more would be inside. Every time I had sex with my wife, her vagina was always slippery, covered in his semen.
But to be honest, ever since the factory manager had sex with my wife, having sex with her again was incredibly stimulating. Every time I had sex with her alone, I would recall the scenes of the factory manager having sex with her, and the pleasure was extremely intense. Especially, having sex with her slippery vagina still filled with his semen made me even more excited and stimulated.
One time, I had drunk some alcohol, and lying in bed that night, emboldened by the alcohol, I told my wife about my feelings. She was very surprised and asked me, puzzled,
"Aren't you jealous when he has sex with me?"
I said, "No, I'm actually very excited watching him have sex with you."
"Really? You mean it?" my wife asked again.
I said, "Of course it's true. Now, I'm not jealous at all; in fact, I really enjoy having him fuck you. It's incredibly exciting to watch him do it, and besides, you feel good too. You can let him do it all the time from now on."
My wife was even more surprised: "How can you do this? Your own wife, willing to let someone else fuck her?"
I also felt that I had spoken out of turn while drunk, letting my wife know about my cuckoldry thoughts. But the words were already out, and there was no going back. But it's okay, at least my wife knows that I'm willing to do this. This way, my wife won't have any reservations, and her closed-off sexual psychology will become more open, further satisfying my cuckoldry desires.
As for the factory manager, ever since he started sleeping with my wife, he'd been ecstatic. Every time he saw her, he felt a strange sense of pleasure and pride. During that time, he'd constantly wander into my wife's office, seeking stimulation and excitement there. His eyes would frequently linger on her, and he'd occasionally exchange a few words with her, seemingly thinking, "This top-tier beauty in the factory, I've slept with her. Don't let her dignified and beautiful appearance fool you; last night, I fucked her for hours, and her vagina still has my semen inside." Whenever he thought about this, the factory manager would give my wife a lewd smile that was hard for others to detect.
To get more excitement, the factory manager always tried different techniques when sleeping with my wife.
One weekend evening, he said he wanted to come to my house for drinks. My wife came home early from work and prepared a table full of delicious food. We drank and chatted, and he insisted that we both drink with him. The factory manager was interested, so how could we refuse? He drank half a jin of 50-proof liquor, I drank 3 liang, and even my wife, who usually doesn't drink, drank 2 liang. We were all quite tipsy.
By then, we were all pretty full and it was time to call it a night, but the factory manager got aroused. Taking advantage of his tipsiness, he started harassing my wife, groping her. It was getting dark, and my wife, afraid of being seen, went out and locked the front door. When she came back, she closed the doors and windows and drew the curtains.
Seeing that the room had become a secluded little world again, the factory manager became even more unrestrained. He said to me,
"Brother, could you heat up this soup again? I like it hot."
My wife stood up and said, "I'll heat it up."
The factory manager said, "No, no, let me heat it up, brother."
I took the soup bowl to the kitchen, and then the factory manager pulled my wife down to sit on the sofa, groping her breasts. After a few gropes, he made her unzip her pants, reached inside, and touched her vagina, muttering,
"Damn, this pussy is so big, the flesh is so thick, it's addictive to touch."
Just then, I finished heating the soup and brought the bowl into the room. I saw the factory manager's hand still inside my wife's pants. I said to him,
"Factory manager, the soup is ready, drink it while it's hot."
The factory manager then pulled his hand out of my wife's pants, returned to his seat, drank a few sips of soup, and then said to me,
"Brother, I'm very happy today, and I'm full and satisfied. I think we should play one last game, and then we'll call it a day, okay?"
I said, "Sure, what game?"
The factory manager said, "I want to play a more exciting game, since there are no outsiders here."
Hearing him say that, I knew he was about to do something lewd again. But since he was in such a mood, we had no choice but to play along. I even gave my wife a wink, signaling her to cooperate. She understood and said,
"What game does the factory manager want to play? We'll play along."
Hearing my wife's agreement, the factory manager excitedly said, "Sister-in-law, pour the beer."
My wife filled all three of our glasses with beer, and then the factory manager continued, "Okay, we won't drink any liquor, just beer. You two, take turns drinking. For every glass you drink, I'll take off an article of clothing. For every glass I drink, you take off an article of clothing. Now I'll drink first."
He then downed his beer in one gulp and said, "Sister-in-law, you take it off first."
My wife hesitated shyly, but the factory manager urged, "Hurry up and take it off."
My wife had no choice but to obey, taking off her top, revealing her pink bra and fair skin.
Then he said, "Brother, you drink a glass."
After I had a drink, the factory manager took off his vest, revealing his muscular upper body.
He drank another drink, and my wife took off her pants, leaving only her bra and underwear.
Looking at my wife's snow-white flesh and sexy figure, the factory manager went up and touched her body, muttering to himself, "This white flesh, it's fucking tempting."
My wife drank another drink, and he also took off his pants, leaving only his underwear.
He drank another drink, and my wife took off her bra, revealing her breasts. He went up and grabbed my wife's breasts, saying, "These breasts, they feel so good to touch."
At this moment, I saw that his penis was so hard that it was bulging against his underwear.
I drank another drink, and the factory manager took off his only underwear, his penis standing out like a cannon. He pointed to his penis and said to me,
"Brother, see this? This big thing, your wife can swallow it all. Your wife's is so deep. I've been with several women, but this is the first time I've encountered one this deep." After saying that, he grabbed my wife's hand:
"Come on, girl, touch it."
My wife held his penis and stroked it up and down a few times. Then the factory manager downed a glass of wine in one gulp and said to my wife, "Take off some more."
My wife hesitated for a moment, but finally took off her only pair of underwear. Then she stood there, her vulva, which looked like a big steamed bun, bulging outwards, white and tender. The factory manager reached out and touched it:
"Damn, this pussy is so sexy."
Then he said, "Alright, my sister-in-law and I are all naked now. Let's change the game. I'll drink a glass and ask my sister-in-law three questions, which she must answer. You two drink a glass and ask me three questions, which I must also answer. First of all, the questions must be related to sex. To add some excitement, no fancy words, just swear words, and the questions must be coherent, not jumping from one topic to another. I'll drink first."
His wife poured the factory manager another full glass of beer, which he downed in one gulp. Standing on the ground, he pointed to his penis and asked his wife,
"Sister-in-law, what's this thing called? Don't use fancy words, just use common language."
His wife knew the factory manager was just looking for excitement and had to cater to him, so she answered shyly,
"A penis."
"What's a penis used for?" the factory manager continued.
"To fuck a cunt," his wife answered again.
"Fuck whose cunt?"
his wife hesitated to answer. The factory manager pressed on,
"Tell me, whose cunt?"
Finally, his wife blushed and said, "Mine."
The factory manager, unusually excited, kissed my wife on the cheek:
"You slut, you've really got me excited."
Normally, my wife is a dignified, quiet, and shy woman. Now, to please the factory manager, she had to say such vulgar things; it was really too much for her. Saying these words, my wife blushed deeply with embarrassment, but having drunk quite a bit today, her skin was much thicker than usual under the influence of alcohol.
Then, I drank a glass. It was my turn to ask the factory manager a question, but I really didn't know what to ask. Asking anything too vulgar would be "at a disadvantage" for my wife, so I could only ask something subtle:
"Factory manager, what do you think is your wife's sexiest feature?"
"Your wife has so many sexy features: her breasts, her big ass, her thighs, and all that white flesh, especially this big, round pussy." As he spoke, the factory manager reached out and grabbed and rubbed my wife's pussy a few times.
"So, what do you think when you see your wife's sexy parts?" I continued to ask.
"I want to fuck her." The factory manager answered very bluntly.
"How does it feel to fuck your sister-in-law?" I asked again.
"Fucking my sister-in-law
is so exhilarating, the more I fuck her, the more addicted I get," the factory manager replied. This time, it was my wife's turn. After downing a drink, she didn't know what to say, but she knew that at this moment, the factory manager was just looking for fun and excitement, so she had to cater to his needs. She looked at the factory manager's penis and asked,
"Factory manager, how long is your thing?"
"What thing? You have to be specific," the factory manager said.
My wife asked again, embarrassed,
"How long is your penis?"
"19 centimeters," the factory manager answered.
"Do you have desires when you see women?" my wife asked.
"When I see others, not necessarily, but when I see you, I want to fuck you," the factory manager answered.
"Then when you fuck me, are you very happy?" my wife asked.
"Of course, fucking you is so exhilarating, I can't get enough of you," the factory manager answered, and then added,
"My beauty, you make me so happy."
He kissed his wife on the cheek again and squeezed her breasts a few times.
His wife poured the factory manager a full glass of wine and stood beside him. The manager downed it in one gulp, then squeezed her vulva a few times and asked, "What's this thing called?"
"Vulva," she replied.
"No, no fancy words, speak like an ordinary person," the manager said.
His wife lowered her head shyly and said, "Vulva."
The manager chuckled excitedly, then continued,
"What's a vulva used for?"
"To be fucked," she answered bravely.
"Who fucks it?" the manager asked again.
His wife turned her face away, too embarrassed to answer. The manager pressed,
"Tell me, who fucks it?"
Fueled by the alcohol, she finally mustered her courage and said, blushing,
"You fuck it."
At this moment, the manager said to me with unusual excitement, "Brother, did you hear that? Your wife said her vulva is for me to fuck." He then let out another series of lewd chuckles.
Then, he asked my wife again,
"What are you using to fuck me?"
"Your big cock," my wife said shyly.
"Fuck, you slut, you're so exciting, I can't take it anymore, I want to fuck you right now, get on the bed."
My wife got on the bed, spread out the mattress, took a pillow, and lay there naked. The factory manager went up, took his thick cock, and tried to insert it into my wife's vagina. Maybe he was really drunk, because he tried several times but couldn't get it in. Then he said to me,
"Brother, come here, I can't find the 'eye,' you help me insert it. Sister-in-law, spread your vagina open yourself."
At this moment, I thought to myself, this guy is too awesome. He's fucking my wife, and we have to help him. My wife has to spread her vagina open herself, and I have to hold his cock for him. Even the emperor doesn't get this treatment. But since he said so, we have to do as he says.
So, my wife spread her legs wide with both hands, and I took the factory manager's penis, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and with a "whoosh," it slid right in.
Then he started fucking my wife, turning to me and boasting,
"Brother, I fucked your wife again."
Then he turned back to my wife and said, "Girl, how was it? Did I fuck you well?" My
wife, emboldened by some unknown source, said, "Yes, I fuck you well. Tonight, I'll let you fuck me to your heart's content."
Hearing this, the factory manager became incredibly excited: "You slut, you really need to be fucked, then I won't hold back." He then began a series of vigorous thrusts, saying,
"Damn, this big cunt, it's fucking amazing." Soon, my wife was moaning from the fucking... (To be continued)

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