We both had compatible temperaments and personalities, so after knowing each other for about half a month, we slept together.
Having had sex with two people before with my husband, who is not a virgin and seems to have had a lot of women before me, the two of us are in the clear.
My husband is very good to me and has a great cock, every time I can make me orgasm, so I serve my husband well in bed in a hundred ways.
It caused my husband to say that I was a beautiful little princess with my clothes on and a slutty little slut with my clothes off.
Married although also often have sex, but obviously not just know that time of the crazy and fresh, although the husband is very brave, but I know he nappy me, the heart will think of other women.
And I longed within my heart for exciting, alternative lovemaking.
Once I had an orgasm involuntarily told my husband that I wanted both my father and brother to fuck my little slutty cunt, and my husband’s cock got even bigger when he heard that, and he pumped me like crazy, so that I couldn’t even stand up the next day.
Later, my husband told me he would be sore but more aroused if I was being fucked by someone else.
I called him a pervert and he laughed at the fact that I was the pervert, fantasizing about making my own dad and brother day wasn’t perverted.
Not to be outdone, I asked him if he would hate me if I got nailed by a stranger, and my husband squeezed my tits while spanking me and said, “I’ll always love my baby wife, and the sluttier you are, the more I love you.”
We’re both relatively new thinkers, so we’re not shy when it comes to sex, you could even say we’re bold.
My husband told me the other day when he was nailing me that if one day he couldn’t control himself, he’d “cheat” on me.
He also helps me “get out of the wall” by creating opportunities for strangers to fuck my slutty cunt.
My heart skipped a beat at that and I hurriedly whacked him to hide my excitement.
My husband hugged me and said, “Don’t worry baby wife, my husband is true to his word.”
The story just happened.
Hubby went to a coastal city on business, nominally a business trip, in fact, their company’s suppliers to take the opportunity to spend money to ask him to play, because the next year’s procurement bidding is about to start, so the husband of such a key role in the supplier will not, of course, give up the opportunity to pull the purse strings, and the husband also took the opportunity to go to have a good time.
My husband would call me at night, sometimes teasing me, asking if I was out of the wall at home.
In the few days he was gone, I happened to be in a cycle of arousal again and masturbated almost every day.
As soon as he teased, I whined at him on the phone, asking him to come back early to fuck me.
Hubby smiled deviously and said, “Hubby’s not here, so you’ve got a chance to taste it!”
I said petulantly, “Big cock husband, no one else’s cock is as big as yours, I like to let you day, good husband, come back soon, okay?”
Hubby let me slutty also a little excited, lowered his voice and said: “Good baby, these days are small Xu accompanied me in the factory, looking at her I think of you, really want to pounce over to nappy her bitch cunt hard.”
Xiao Xu is a beautiful woman from the supplier’s side, and used to come to our city often to invite my husband and other businessmen to dinner, sometimes my husband took me with him, so I also know.
Xiao Xu is about my age, she is pretty and has a good figure, especially her big ass, which is very eye-catching.
I said, not without jealousy, “Hmph, I know you’ve been wanting to fuck her for a long time, and anyway, your wife isn’t around to keep an eye on her, so you can fuck her as hard as you want to, she’s got a better big ass than I do.”
Hubby smiled and said, “Okay baby wife, your ass is so nappy.
It’s not like you don’t know that hubby likes women with big asses.
Hubby will be back in a few days and your ass will still be empty then!”
Then, hearing him sigh in comfort, I said, “If you’re suffocating, my wife has given you special permission to fuck Xiao Xu, it’s better than the prostitutes outside, but you have to wear a condom, and you’re not allowed to ejaculate our family’s semen on her, all your semen is mine!”
“Haha, that’s a big thank you to the slutty wife! Hahaha ……”
After a while of bullshit we hung up.
Night also can not sleep, tossing and turning in the head are men’s bodies, can only open the computer, open the husband collection of AV, looking at those rape, group sex scenes, fantasizing that they are a lot of men surrounded in the middle of the rape, but also fantasize themselves and Xiao Xu pouting together to help her husband lick the cock …… while fantasizing, while masturbating.
It was only after the orgasm that I drifted off to sleep.
The next day at noon, I was taking a nap when my husband’s text woke me up.
I almost didn’t believe my eyes when I opened the text message and it read, “Honey, I fucked her.”
“She.”
Of course it was Xiao Xu, this guy actually added a smiley face to me! I called my husband right away.
As soon as my husband answered the phone, he started apologizing, and I wasn’t actually too angry, by all rights I should have been angry or crying and feeling cheated.
And I wasn’t too angry, or tempted to shed a tear, or even a little excited.
If my husband didn’t tell me, wouldn’t I still not know that he napped Seo? The fact that he told me means he’s still my honest husband.
But this mentality couldn’t be known by my husband, so I just listened to him on the phone and finally just summarized by saying, “My man is awesome.”
It’s nonchalant and makes the husband confused about what’s going on.
Sure enough, my husband changed his playful tone and carefully accompanied the question, “Baby, angry?”
I don’t talk.
Hubby knows my temperament, so he said jokingly again: “Baby good, husband promised you, husband find you a stranger to fuck you, okay? These days you are suffocating, right? Hubby knows that your little cunt can’t be away from the cock for a day.
Hubby and you play an exciting game, will you forgive hubby?”
I mentally jumped and waited a short while, pretending to ask him what the game was.
Hubby says he won’t say anything until I’m not mad at him, but it’s guaranteed to be the most exciting game ever.
I purposely said, “Well, we’ll have to hear if your game will satisfy the wife first.
My husband didn’t rely on me to tell me what the game was about: he used phone calls and text messages remotely to direct me to visit erotic stores, but only to those where there was only one man in the store: if it went well, I would be napped by a strange shopkeeper.
This game is really exciting and I was already excited just listening to my husband’s description, but I didn’t take a stand.
As if he knew what I was thinking, my husband softly hoped that I would say yes, saying that he was on the other end of the phone experiencing this exciting game with me.
In the end, we agreed to start playing a little later in the night, with the caveat that all actions are at the behest of my husband, who is the remote control, and I am the doll he controls.
At 10:00 at night, after another phone call with my husband, I locked the door and rode out of the neighborhood.
I’m a natural born slut and after 7 or 8 long hours of waiting, I was almost going crazy.
The inside of my little cunt had been dripping wet all afternoon, I had simply spent the afternoon at home naked, and my cunt itched at the thought that I was going to potentially have sex with a man I had never met before in the evening.
As soon as I received my husband’s instructions, I couldn’t wait to get started.
As per my husband’s request, I wore a mini-skirt that I had just bought last week with a tight t-shirt top, while my husband forbade me to wear panties and a bra.
My husband asked me if I could see my nipples from the outside, to which I replied that the protrusions of my nipples could be seen clearly when they were hard.
Hubby was so satisfied that he said he was already lying on the bed, naked, fantasizing about his beautiful wife being napped.
Instead, I told a little lie; I wasn’t wearing a bra, but a semi-sheer panty.
He doesn’t know anyway.
My husband instructed me to look around Phoenix Street.
Phoenix Street is on the outskirts of the city, not far from home. The street isn’t long, but the alley hides a lot of shampoo parlors, and as a result, it’s accompanied by a lot of adult stores and love stores.
And there aren’t usually many pedestrians here to draw too much attention to me.
There really weren’t many people on the streets, homes were air conditioned and there wasn’t anyone who wanted to run out into the street to cool off before bed.
There are a few “beauty parlors” in the area.
A provocative pink light shone through the room, and some prostitutes could be vaguely seen attracting johns in revealing dresses where pedestrians could see them.
Suddenly I felt like a whore too, about to be nailed by a man I didn’t even know in my own slutty cunt that was still dripping with lust, but on second thought, I realized that I was a john, while those men in the sex store were prostitutes, and that in a while, there would be a lucky bitchy man I would pick out and have raped and ravished by, and although I was nailed by him, he was whored out by me just the same.
I pretended to be taking a walk, pushing the car slowly down the street, there were no streetlights on the road, and my husband was still prescient enough to realize that if there were streetlights, I would have an extra layer of scruples.
Soon, I selected a store.
The store is located in a deep alley, with the words “Health Care Specialties” on the door.
The sign was like a beacon of light in the dark alley, and it made me head there involuntarily.
The heart was beating faster, maybe the store owner was a woman.
I thought this, slightly lost in thought.
As I passed the front of this store, the door burst open and a girl of about 20 came out in a bit of a panic, saw me, and with a lowered head darted off toward the entrance of the alley.
What is she here to buy? A condom? Or the morning after pill? I’m guessing that a man in his 30’s was in the back, about to close the sliding door, and he would be the owner of the store! Not good looking or tall, but, the owner of the store is a man.
He gave me a look and my face burned a little as I pretended to be moving on, pushing the cart on.
I watched him enter the store before I stopped walking, and I was at the end of the alley.
I immediately took out my cell phone and called my husband and told him.
Hubby asks, “Good baby, how does it feel?”
I answered truthfully, “It’s exciting and it’s hard down there.”
Hubby said, “Good wife, don’t be afraid, just pick this one.
We’ll be in touch by text message later, just do as I say.”
I hung up the phone, turned the car around and walked back.
While keeping an eye out for movement around the area, no one was in the alley.
I locked my car on the side of the store door and pushed my way into the store.
The lights in the store were a dim yellow.
The man in the store just now was reading some kind of book, saw me come in, slightly surprised, hurriedly put the book aside and greeted me, “What do you need?”
I skimmed the book he was reading, a street-bought yellow magazine with a woman on her knees on the cover, pouting as if waiting for all the men reading it to penetrate her.
I was so nervous I could hear my heart beating.
My face must have been so red.
I whispered a casual look and rushed to pull out my cell phone, and a text from my husband came in as if he couldn’t wait, “Baby, what’s going on in there?”
I replied quickly, “It’s just me and him.
It sells erotic lingerie, fake dicks, condoms, a lot of stuff.”
Hubby’s reply also flew, “Go pick out the fake cock.”
I was so excited that I felt my panties getting wet.
The lust water became a little cooler and wrapped around my vulva, it was itchy and uncomfortable, I wanted to take it off so badly, I should have just listened to my husband and not worn panties in the first place.
It’s too embarrassing for me to tell my husband that I’ll look at the lingerie first, okay? I can feel Hubby’s shaking hands now as he sends the message as fast as he can.
He instructed me to pick out a pink erotic lingerie, the kind that showed my tits and cunt.
There wasn’t a lot of lingerie in the store, but I had my eye on a black lace one in the same style that my husband liked, and when I wore it, my cunt and tits were exposed.
As I fiddled with my underwear, I could almost feel the hot stares cast behind me.
A gaze that looked like it wanted to swallow me up.
I sneaked a glance at my boss with my afterglow and saw him sitting in his seat with his eyes glued to me, one hand still down.
He was wearing shorts and he was masturbating too! I told my husband about this and he said for me to pucker my ass so he could see my panty-less cunt.
I pretended to look at the aphrodisiacs on the lower shelf of the container and dutifully pouted my ass, even though I was wearing panties, I but I knew that I was now no different than if I hadn’t been wearing panties, and that my boss behind me could not only see my cunt, but also see that my lustful juices had completely wet those little panties! The breathing behind me became ragged and I reported to my husband that I had puckered my ass for him to see.
Hubby replied to me and told me to ask him how much the black suit I had picked out cost, no matter how much he said it would cost, I must haggle and then rubbed my chest against his body pretending to be unaware of it! Hubby’s request was so perverted, but so exciting that my mind went blank and I felt my body shaking a little – shaking with excitement.
I picked up the suit with feigned composure and walked over to the store owner.
He also welcomed it, I clearly saw the protrusion of his lower body, it was so big! Even though it was wrapped under his gym shorts, I saw it throbbing, and this strange man had me teased with an erection …… He should have known that I had seen his erection as well, and he spoke, his voice quivering a little, “You’re so busy, so many texts.”
“Uh-huh.”
I agreed, “How much is this ……?”
I kept my head down, I was so hot, my face must have been red.
I’m so excited. What’s he gonna say? How am I going to rub up against him as if nothing happened? “You can try.
I have a place to try on clothes here, so wait while I close the door a little.”
He brushed past me, his cock sliding me along my ass like a rod.
God! What a thrill, and my breathing got heavier.
He pulled the roll-up door down hard from above.
Only a gap of about half a meter remained.
I messaged my husband quickly, “Honey, he wants me to try on clothes.”
A little while later a text from my husband came: “Does he have a big cock? Want him to fuck your slutty cunt? If so, try, love you, wife.”
My husband threw the initiative to me, if I drop my clothes now and go out, I think this store owner won’t dare to stop me, but I really don’t want to go out.
I want to have sex, I want to be fucked, I’m itching, I really can’t take it anymore.
I braced myself and texted my husband, “Honey, he’s huge, I hear you.”
Five seconds later, the husband replied with one word: “Try.”
I told my boss I’d like to try it and see.
His emotions visibly flared and he practically wrapped his arms around my waist and motioned me to the inner sanctum.
The inner room was a wood-paneled compartment with a bed and a fitting mirror next to it, a sort of bedroom-cum-fitting room for the owner.
I had just gone in when my husband’s text came back, “Baby, when you try on clothes, don’t close the door, leave it halfway open.”
“Hubby you are so bad! I know, I’ll do whatever you say.”
I was so nervous that I didn’t even punctuate, following my husband’s instructions, I only closed the door a little more than halfway, leaving a “gap” of 20 to 30 centimeters.
For the boss to enjoy.
It was only later that I noticed that even when I closed the door, he was able to look me over through the cracks in the boards.
But leaving the door open, I could see out the door in the corner of the mirror.
Hubby’s instructions came back, “Take it off.”
I heard the owner pull the roll-up door shut and lock it, and my heart was in my throat.
“It’s coming, I’m going to be nappy.”
The soft footsteps behind her seemed especially loud in the cabin with only two people in it.
I knew he was starting to spy on me: I let her do it on purpose, my husband let me be watched on purpose.
Honey, you’re excited too, aren’t you? I started to act like there was no one behind me and took my top off, my tits were already engorged like they were going to explode, my nipples were bulging high, I slowly removed my little skirt, and in the mirror I could see that my boss’s hands behind me were already in my panties rubbing them.
With the last of my controlled strength I pulled my soaked panties down and I was completely naked, on a night, on a side street, in a strange erotic store, in front of a strange man.
The ragged breathing in the back turned into gasps as I shakily reached for the black lingerie and he spoke from behind, “Want some help?”
Almost muffled.
Everything was so exciting, my experience exciting, this lucky man would be a hundred times more exciting than me.
Another message from hubby: “Baby, slow down and take it off. What’s he doing? Is he masturbating behind you? Don’t let him nail you too fast, tease him as hard as you can to get him horny.”
He pushed the door open, and while I had just been reading the text, he had darted out of his shorts, and he was completely naked as well, circling me with both arms and asking, “Who’s the text from?”
I was simply powerless to struggle, I had used up all my reserve and strength, and I fell limply into this stranger’s arms.
“It’s my husband, oh ……”
Almost without difficulty, his cock slid fully into my pussy.
My husband always praised my pussy for being tight, narrow and wet, and today, it was so saturated with so much lust that it became incredibly slippery in the presence of a cock that was almost as big as my husband’s.
“What did you say to your husband, little slut?”
He thrust in and then began to pound away, his hands kneading my tender breasts in an almost perverted manner.
His cock slammed vigorously against my fat white ass with a lewd slapping sound.
“Ah, ah …… gently, my husband told me to take my clothes off slowly …… it hurts! Please stick it in slower ……”
“Little slutty cunt, you came into my store in the middle of the night to deliberately tease me and strip for me to fuck you, huh? Where’s your husband?”
He didn’t stop in the slightest to fuck me with all the force he could muster, and I regained my strength from the shock of his pounding, enjoying the stormy baptism with one hand wrapped backward around his waist and the other propped up on the side of the bed.
The phone rang and he asked who it was and I answered it was my husband’s.
He gestured for me to pick it up.
On the other end of the line, the same husband’s ragged breathing and trembling voice: “Honey, how’s it going?”
“Honey, I can’t …… I’m in his nappy …… husband ……”
He took the phone from the back and put it on speakerphone so he heard all of his husband’s words.
“Honey, did he nail it? How do you feel?”
I couldn’t answer anymore and had to moan instead.
“Ah …… husband …… oh …… so good …… husband …… save, save me …… wife is going to be …… nappy ……”
Hubby looked extraordinarily excited on the other end, his breathing was as ragged as ours, and I knew that Hubby must have been masturbating to the sounds of my intercourse with this man.
The store owner couldn’t help himself, “Slut …… why is your cunt so tight! Your boobs are too good! Old man is so comfortable!”
Hubby heard his compliment and excitedly said, “Dude, how’s my wife? Are you cool?”
“Oh …… stinking bitch, that’s so good, such a pretty bitch, running around in the middle of the night for me to give …… bro, is she really your wife?”
“It’s my wife! My wife is slutty, isn’t she! Are you satisfied with his body?”
Hubby was practically growling as he spoke, and I knew that by now his cock must be bursting at the seams.
“It’s so beautiful! Beautiful face, beautiful tits, beautiful big ass, and an even more beautiful cunt!”
He flipped me over like dough, slung my legs over his shoulders, and once again began another round of sodomy.
His glans was so big that with every thrust, it touched a sensitive part of my vagina, I was soon convulsing, my mind was blank, my eyes seemed to have lost sight of anything else, all I could see was this man pinning me down, his eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire, every stroke of his cock inside my vagina was so clear that all my ears could hear was his gasps, my husband’s gasps on the phone and the sound of our flesh colliding. sound of our flesh colliding.
The bed shifted with our thrusts, and the wood-paneled crib couldn’t withstand our passionate coitus and began to creak.
Time seemed to stop, and I don’t know how long I was being spanked, when he suddenly pulled out his cock, pinned me down on the bed, and then shoved his cock, which was covered in my white lust, into my tiny mouth.
With his cock swinging wildly in my mouth, he let out a loud roar and a sudden gush of cum rushed through the sperm tube, filling my mouth full of it, and he continued to gasp as he rubbed his cock, squirting the rest of his cum all over my mouth.
I was so irritated by the powerful shock of the first mouthful of cum that it irritated my throat and stimulated my senses, and I began to cough while my cunt convulsed and I was powerless to let him fuck me to another orgasm.
He covered my mouth and wildly ordered me to drink all the cum, and while I was swallowing his somewhat stale cum that he was holding back, my husband on the other end of the phone fired off with a low growl.
I lay helplessly on the cot like my whole body was falling apart, and I didn’t even have the strength to ruffle the cock that was still resting on my face.
The cumming cock was significantly smaller than it had just been, and he had just gone too hard, now lying on top of me.
I picked the phone up and told my husband that he had cum and he asked me if I was comfortable. I replied uh-huh.
I don’t have to describe the thrill, the excitement in my heart and in my body all rolled into one, giving me an experience I’ve never had before.
My husband complimented me and instructed me to get dressed and go home.
We gave a false kiss and hung up.
He listened to us talking on the phone, got up off of me, and said, let me go get some paper and wipe you down there.
I looked down at my little cunt, already a little red and swollen from the pounding I’d just received, and my lewdness was running down my cunt and onto his bed, staining it, and my face turned red for a second, trying to find something to cover it with.
He went outside and, a moment later, got quick wipes and, regardless of my objections, offered to clean my vulva for me.
The wipes are cool and feel so good.
It wasn’t long before I suddenly felt something was wrong, my cunt itched, and not the same kind of itch I’d had today when I fantasized about being napped, but the strange itch of feeling like I wanted to be naked and raped.
I realized at once, “Is there something on your wipes?”
He smiled, walked over to me and sat down, wrapped his arms around my body, kissed my face, and said with a lewd grin next to my ear, “Little slut, have you forgotten what I sell in my store? I just added some American imported aphrodisiac water for you, do you like it?”