A broken-down jeep rented by my husband and I while traveling broke down halfway back to our lodging place, and by the time the repairs were completed, it was already past eleven o’clock at night. My husband said to me as he looked out at the dark, moonless night sky outside the dilapidated auto repair store:
“Sasha, looks like we need to find a guide to take us back.”
“Huh? Why? Don’t you recognize the way back anymore? Then we …….”
Looking at the helpless look on my husband’s face, I thought it would have to do. Who told us to drive and play at the same time, we have long forgotten how the tourist route is, and besides, it’s still a late night when you can’t see your fingers.
The owner of the auto repair store was a man who looked to be in his forties. Although his skin was oily and shiny, and he was dark and thick, I didn’t like the way he looked at me – the kind of lustful eyes that made me feel extremely embarrassed, the kind of eyes that made me not dare to look at him squarely, but couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement in my heart.
His broad, thick upper body was naked because he had just been busy working on our car and it was hot and humid.
In the dim light, the dark chest hair appeared to be dense, stretching all the way down to his lower abdomen. And his crotch was loosely tied only with a pair of flowery pants sticky with grease. When he was fixing the car, he seemed to deliberately let those big round testicles slide out of the loose pants to expose them to my eyes, and the shadow of his huge genitals protruding from the bulging crotch made me blush even more and my heart pounded when I looked at them.
When he heard the conversation between my husband and me, he used his eyes full of lewd lust to molest my pair of big, fat, high tits tightly wrapped in a small silk undershirt and my plump, white thighs exposed under the mini-skirt, while suggesting to my husband that he should be our guide.
My husband squinted his eyes up and down at him for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at me as if asking for my opinion, but it was clear there was a pleading look in his eyes.
My dimple was on fire again. An inexplicable stirring feeling rose in my heart, and I felt that something strange was about to happen. I wanted to refuse my husband’s pleas because I was terrified of the extremely dirty and lustful look that came out of that man’s eyes when he looked at me. But …….
When my husband and I were traveling we wanted to rent a car locally for ease of movement. We were extremely disappointed that we were unable to rent a decent car in the area. The jeep we rented was not only worn out and without a roof, but also had only two front seats left. Of course, just my husband and I would not have a problem, but now we have to seat three people, which makes me feel a little difficult. But now there is no way out, unless my husband and I sleep out in the open tonight, we can only travel in threes.
(ii)
In the haze of night, our beat up car with only two seats bumped …… along the mountain road where the stars and moon did not shine.
My husband was still driving the car because he said it was safer to take life into his own hands. But my husband insisted that I sit on the lap of the owner of the repair store, saying that his strong thighs were so bouncy that he could save me from the bumps. At first I felt bad and refused to agree. But later thought if I do not do, my husband and I can not go back to the accommodation, so I had to shyly sit on the repair store boss his muscular thighs, and my plump flesh can only be he took the opportunity to embrace obscenely.
The car bumped along the mountain road, and countless little bugs danced and hovered …… in front of the dim headlights.
This tourist spot is already hot in May and the night air in the mountains is very humid. Although the wind swept by as the car moved forward, I still felt sticky, especially as a faint body odor had begun to secrete from my hairy armpits.
The only sound on the mountain road was the sound of the car’s engine, and none of the three of us spoke. For it was necessary to drive out of this winding mountain road to reach the flat national highway, and only then would we be able to play as guides.
Looking at my husband with two eyes nervously looking ahead to drive the car, I can not help but be a little heartbroken to lean over and kiss him on the face …….
My husband turned around and smiled at me and said in a tone that seemed a little lewd:
“Sasha, how’s it going? Feeling stimulated? Don’t you always like the feeling of excitement? How does it feel tonight?”
Oh, the feeling ……
Yes, from the moment I sat in the car, I had the feeling, and it was a feeling of being about to be plunged into a quagmire of lust from which I could not extricate myself. Sitting next to my own husband, only to be held close and molested by another strange man whose body reeked of male body odor was a feeling I had never experienced before.
As the car bumped along the mountain road, I kept feeling a big strip of hot, hard meat rubbing fiercely against my plump pussy lips in the middle of my big, plump, fleshy ass. Since I was sitting openly on the lap of the auto repair store owner, my mini-skirt, which was already as short as my groin, had completely lost its covering effect, and what was exposed in front of this strange man was my big, white, fat and fleshy buttocks, which had only a single thread embedded in my buttock groove.
Oh, dear husband, you don’t know that this man beneath your wife has never had honest hands from the moment I sat on him. My plump, fleshy ass and white thighs were molested all over by his two big, knobby, dark and dirty hands. My soft, fleshy, fat ass completely satisfied his hands and therefore contributed to his erotic arousal. He was too rough, he kneaded too hard, and even my fat-covered ass couldn’t resist the pain. I’m sure my white ass and thighs were bruised and battered by his kneading.
And he nastily kept violating my fat, peanut-sized clitoris with his grease-encrusted fingers. Oh, my dear husband, you know that when I’m in the throes of lust, my swollen, glistening, lust-covered, fat clitoris is my most sensitive erogenous zone.
Oh, dear husband, you know, your wife was already so sexually aroused that her tide would come in at the slightest touch from a man. And now your wife’s big fat clitoris has been shamelessly stripped out of her two tightly closed labia by this man, and has become abnormally fat as he plays with it. How could I, who was shivering all over from his lewdness, withstand for long the torment of the flames of backward lust that were burning up all over my body?
He took the opportunity to poke his thick fingers into my delicate asshole again when I could not stand the excitement of his play and almost stood up. Oh, dear husband, I’m dying to be played with by this filthy man beside you.
Didn’t you even notice? Did you just let it happen? Did you allow this man to ravish your wife with techniques that would have made me ashamed of myself?
(iii)
Well, it was too late now. Because this smelly man’s lust had risen and flourished, and what I feared had inevitably happened.
The man lifted my ass up and then quickly pulled his grease-stained, sticky pants down so that his already-rising, thick, long cock was fully exposed to the humid air. Then he pulled the thin threads of my silk thong, already embedded in my pussy lips from his lechery, down to the outer extensions of my labia so that he could shamelessly, flesh to flesh, kiss his magnificent genitals against my already nectar-flowing tender pussy.
The car lurched as if it had entered a potholed section.
“Watch out, sit tight.” The husband warned loudly without looking back.
“Hey. You be careful too, don’t drive too fast.” I replied as I leaned over to grab the handle on the windshield.
At this moment, I suddenly felt a surge of pain in my lower body. It turned out that when I leaned forward and grabbed the handle, the man’s thick rod underneath me actually plunged deeply into my love-fluid-filled vagina in the bumpy ride.
“Ow …….”
This dirty man’s huge glans emitting a foul odor actually forcefully took possession of the depths of my sheepishly slender vagina. From the nectar center of the flower waves like a surge of sour and numb strong feeling, let me lose my soul, so that I can not help but lose …… my voice.
In a state of shock, I nervously turned my head to look at my husband, only to see that he was still concentrating on the steering wheel and staring ahead, and did not seem to have heard my screams of rape.
The car is still bumping up and down with the potholes of the mountain road, and the huge glans at the top of the long, thick penis of the auto repair store owner is also with the rhythm of the bumps, unscrupulously masturbating my deeply hidden delicate flower center …….
With my husband at my side and another man’s thick cock wrapped around my fat, soft pussy lips, I felt that the present scene was just too lascivious.
The extremely strong sexual odor of testosterone emanating from the man beneath me made me feel giddy. And each time my flower center was shamefully abused, it couldn’t help but make my whole body burn with lust.
I was somewhat unable to hold myself. As if responding to the violation and abuse of the man’s huge glans on my delicate flower center, the nectar gushing from the depths of my uterus flowed down the huge column of meat to the man’s lower abdomen with each thrust of the rod, wetly staining the joint of my sex organs and that of the man who was playing with me.
Pop, pop, pop-that was the sound of my fat ass hitting the man’s toned thighs.
Chirp, chirp-that’s the moan my cunt’s nectar conjures up as it’s pumped by the man’s thick cock.
Such an obscene symphony of sexuality was hidden and revealed …… in the roar of the car engine.
(iv)
I felt weak all over and my mind started to blur …….
Although I had had sex before I got married and had slept with other men after marriage without my husband’s knowledge, it was the first time I had been toyed with by another man in front of my own husband. I didn’t know if my husband already knew about my affair with this dirty man. Although it was dark and the dim headlights probably wouldn’t allow my husband to see what was happening around him. But the moans I couldn’t hold back just now should have been audible to my husband.
Does my husband hear it and not realize it? Does my husband hear and not see? Does my husband he ……
Why does my husband insist on driving himself? Why did my husband graciously ask me to sit on another man?
Even when I was being hugged and played with by that man in an extremely lewd manner?
Oh, I suddenly realized – my husband might be indulging me on purpose, my husband wanted me to fully feel and enjoy this erotic hookup that I was extremely ashamed of and desperately craved!
I couldn’t contain myself any longer at the thought. I glanced gratefully at my own husband, then turned my back to him and sat cross-legged in the arms of the man whose entire body was permeated with the odor of smelly sex, and shyly stretched out my voluptuous, white arms tightly around his neck. And I actually could not escape the completion of this series of movements from the bite of that huge glans on my cervix …….
The owner of the repair store was indeed an old hand at playing with women. When he saw that I had given up my sporadic and extremely weak resistance and was paralyzed in his arms like a ball of meat, he immediately realized that I had completely surrendered and would willingly let him play and humiliate me, so he smiled lewdly and changed his methods of raping me.
A big mouth with bad breath began to search for my fragrant lips in the dark bumps; a big calloused hand rolled my silk undershirt to my neck very skillfully. Then he extremely skillfully unbuttoned my 36D silk bra, and all of a sudden, my two big, fat, white tits squirted out. Not only were they exposed to the humid air, they were also completely naked in front of the man who was raping me. Seeing this blood-spattering scene, the repair store owner couldn’t help but get horny, and a dirty black hand played with the two fat, towering meatballs in front of him with extreme abandon. The rough kneading made my two fat tits deformed; the rubbing of the thick calluses made my two nipples harden; the man’s extremely skillful lewdness made me gasp and moan.
And his long, thick penis is now deeply inserted in my cervix, with the bumps along the way, the large glans has been teasing and sucking my shy and incomparable flower heart, his shameless doings, can not help but let my burst of lust once again get soaring …….
(v)
Since my back was turned to my own husband, I seemed to feel as if my mental block was much lessened.
In fact, it’s completely self-defeating. Can a husband be unaware of what is happening to him? Could the husband be indifferent to his wife being played by another man? It’s just that the husband he ……
However, we should know that when a woman is teased by a man with high lust, lust, she already does not care which man’s genitals are being played with and thrust in her vagina, because at this moment, she only needs to be able to let her lust be released. As a woman, once she let go of the bondage of her lust, then she does not care about anything.
Therefore, when the repair store owner used his mouthful of yellow teeth covered with soot to devour my two big, swollen and pinched nipples as if they were the size of red dates, I impulsively pushed my head toward his face as if I was anticipating the plundering of my fragrant lips by his stinking mouth.
The man kept scraping the inside of my tender mouth with his long, hairy tongue. He sucked on my earlobes with his thick lips. With his big, calloused, dirty hands, he rubbed and squeezed my big, fat tits, which were already sore from his stimulation.
Suddenly, the man who was toying with me perversely spat a mouthful of stinky saliva into my sweet little mouth. Not only did I accept it wholeheartedly, but I even extended my tender little tongue for the man with the bad breath to suck and taste.
A rising sensation came from my breasts. I felt that my original two fat and soft tits had been roughly kneaded by this man to become even bigger and taller. And my two nipples, which were the size of red dates, had risen to the point that they would almost squirt out milk at the slightest touch.
I was already enamored with this shameless game of lewdness. I was even looking forward to this man’s further violation of me.
Just as I was swirling in waves of lust, the man suddenly pulled one of my arms away from me and lowered his head and began to violate my unseen, for my husband alone – armpit.
Oh, my armpits, my armpits are densely lined with abundant body hair that can arouse the opposite sex …….
Because my husband especially likes to lick my armpits when he has sex with me. He once told me that whenever he licked my armpits, he smelled the faint sour body odor emanating from my armpits, and it would make his tiny penis swell and rise quickly. As a result, I never shaved my armpits, even when I wore sleeveless tank tops on hot days or went swimming in the pool. Some men may think that this kind of woman is not very clean, but just as my husband said – a woman has armpit hair, sometimes unintentionally leakage, will add a lot of spring color to.
And now that a man had invaded the forbidden place that my husband owned, I couldn’t help but feel shy and hot. I tried to resist, but I didn’t have the strength to put up a decent fight at the moment. The result was that with a little struggle I was violated by this strong man, and my armpits were finally in his possession.
The man licked and sucked my armpit hair sharply with his long, hairy tongue and kept rubbing his nose against the sensitive area of my armpits. I was so turned on by this lustful desire that was different from my husband’s that the nectar in my womb began to gush out again as another of my erogenous zones was inadvertently captured by this man …….
(vi)
At this moment, the flowing air seemed to be frozen. The strong odor of the man’s breath and the sour body odor emanating from under my armpits due to stimulation made me so riotous that my whole body trembled …….
“Oh, you thrust, you hurry …… thrust …… oh. You stick it in deeper, yeah, right here, right here …… oh …… oh!”
I was having intense sex with a strange man over the roar of a car engine. I wanted to scream out loud as he raped me. But I didn’t dare because my husband was right next to me. Even though my husband already knew that I was being raped by the man underneath me in a frenzy, I bit my lips and tried to restrain the cries that I couldn’t help but burst from my throat.
However, this situation, which gave me great satisfaction and excitement, did not last long.
I felt the huge glans inserted inside my womb begin to throb violently, and the man’s dirty hands kneading my big tits began to tremble as if in convulsions, and the man’s head tilted back and began to pant heavily …….
Oh, this master of playing with women can’t help it. Under the wrapping and sucking of my sweet flower center, under the impact of my hot love liquid, he is about to cum …….
I was suddenly jolted out of my kinky chaos. Oh my god! What a two-day period for my conception! And there was nothing in my uterus to bind my flower centers that were now in full bloom!
I quickly wrapped my arms around the repair store owner’s neck and whispered in his ear:
“No, don’t cum in it, okay? I don’t have a ring. These two days are my fertile period, and if you cum in it, I’ll get pregnant.”
Unexpectedly, my words instead aroused this man’s shameless lust. Instead of pulling his huge genitals out of my vagina, he plunged deeper into my womb. I felt that his big glans had already broken through my tight cervix and bathed in the love juices inside my womb.
He said obscenely as he pressed a smelly mouth to my ear:
“Ma’am, I just want to cum in your womb, I just want you to carry my seed. I want to rape you to death just looking at the way you’re slutty right now. I’m going to fuck your womb, I’m going to penetrate your fat ass slut.”
The man gasped as he defiantly wrapped his arms around me, hard as a bar of iron as his long, thick rod quickly pounded deep into my womb.
The man’s dirty and shameless words not only didn’t make me feel disgusted, but on the contrary, it made my whole body’s blood begin to boil. I was really turned on by his lust, and the nectar in my pussy shamelessly began to lubricate his sinewy, large, thick, and long male genitals that were ramming back and forth.
My cervix began to tingle and numb with the man’s vigorous thrusts; my showy toes began to tense and twitch; my towering breasts rose and fell in waves of lust. Oh, my orgasm was coming!
I screamed out suddenly and defiantly as I threw my arms around the neck of the man who was raping me:
“Cum! You cum, you cum right here in my delicate womb. You stinking man, I just want to carry your filthy wild seed! You cum …… you.”
Just as I screamed, the smelly man tightened his arms around me, and a big stream of semen …… shot out from his glans, which had risen to the size of an egg, in an instant.
Oh, I loved this rod, this rod that was so many times my husband’s size that it made me horny. The moment the man’s huge glans pushed through my tight cervix, I went limp with excitement.
Oh, those hot yet dirty semen not only burned my delicate uterus, making it convulse in pain. But also contaminated the clean and tender flesh of my uterus; at this very moment those countless slutty spermatozoa must be rampaging through my uterus, raping my beautiful and already unprotected eggs …….
(vii)
I reclined helplessly on top of the man who was raping me. I could no longer imagine how shameless and backstabbing that scene had just been, because just at the moment the man ejaculated, I was surprised that I also had my long-awaited orgasm.
I gasped breathlessly. Right next to my own husband, right next to my husband who was close at hand, I was completely possessed by another man from my flesh to my mind. I offered no resistance of any practical significance, and even voluntarily allowed him to ejaculate his filthy semen into my womb. He was playing with me in such a nasty way, but I felt a heavenly pleasure, and it seemed that a slut was about to be born.
Oh, Kissing Husband, I’m sorry. There was no way I could escape and give up the temptation of this shameless erotic tease and make you a cuckold once again. I can’t blame you, but I couldn’t hold myself back from being toyed with and raped by another man right under your nose. Oh, kisses, I’m sorry.
But again, I have to blame you. It is because you forced me to sit on this stinking man’s body that you let this man’s shameless lust succeed. This cannot be blamed on me, you know that I am an extremely sexy and sexually active woman who will lose her virginity if she is slightly seduced and toyed with by a man, isn’t this how you tricked me into getting your hands on me in the first place? Today, you seem to intentionally push me to the side of this I usually do not even look at the eye of the man, so that he tasted he usually can not taste the delicious taste of my plump flesh. Could it be that you are indifferent to seeing your beautiful and plump wife being toyed with by another man beside you? Did you purposely allow your wife to be raped by another man and feel masturbated?
My eyelids felt very heavy. The intense coitus I had just had had left my whole body weak and drowsy. I didn’t care if my husband would interfere, so I sluttishly circled my two fleshy arms around the man’s long, black-haired chest and pressed my face against his stinking, sweaty chest.
Oh, you shameless man. Even though your body is filthy, and even though that big cock of yours stinks and is covered in dirt, I still love that big cock of yours that’s turning over in my cunt!
My husband’s cock rose even harder but never kissed my closely hidden flower center, and you not only ravaged my flower center, but also stabbed the flesh wall of my uterus as if it were a hymen. Oh, you stinky man …… that I love and hate.
Oh, I’m going to sleep – how come your penis is still so thick and long after you’ve ejaculated? I won’t be able to sleep with it between my fat pussy lips, which are dripping with dirty semen.
Oh, I really have to go to sleep – better let my little ten-fingered flesh-filled hands hold tightly to your big, smelly cock that’s about to stand up again to give you a handjob.
In a sleepy haze, I felt the road begin to flatten out. And there seemed to be another hand on my uncovered, voluptuous flesh digging into my damaged tender pussy …… soaked with a mixture of love juice and cum.
(viii)
In my sleepy haze, I overheard in a daze the conversation between the repair store owner who had just toyed with and raped me and my husband:
“Boss, did you like the way I just played with your wife?”
“No!”
“Oh, you don’t like it. Then why did you just insist that your wife sit on top of me and let me play with her? I thought you were the kind of man who specialized in letting other men abuse his wife.”
“Damn, you thought wrong. I just want my wife to enjoy this game. As long as she enjoys this kind of thing, then I enjoy it.”
“Oh yeah? Hey, it looks like your wife is enjoying me playing with her like this. You don’t know, it was dark just now and you were busy driving, so you didn’t see your wife getting crazy with my lust. I was just playing with her ass with my hand, and her hole was squirting so much that it drenched my pubic hair. Oh, your wife’s pussy is so thin and tight, it makes my cock so comfortable. By the way, your wife’s ass is really soft and fat, I love playing with this kind of women. We can’t find a woman who is as flirtatious and affectionate as your wife, and this kind of woman is the most comfortable to play with. Ah, I am truly blessed, actually letting me play with a woman like your wife.”
“Shit, don’t bother. You’re fucking good at it too, look at my wife, she’s passed out from all the fun you’ve had.
“Hey, how do I drive now?”
“Oh, just keep driving. Wait until you see a sign marked 20 kilometers and turn left. Oh, and boss, could you give me a little extra money later, please? I’ve been playing your wife pretty hard too. Besides, I’ve got a ride back at dawn.”
“Money is not a problem. But – you don’t go back today. When you get to the hotel, you take a good shower, clean your body, and yes, your cock to fuck my wife again, I’m going to enjoy it from the sidelines. I was busy driving just now, and it was dark, so who knows what you were up to, and I heard you two yelling and screaming.”
“Hey boss, that’s your wife screaming when she’s mad at me. Oh, boss you really want me to stay and play with your wife again?”
“Of course it’s true. But you must wash your body, my wife likes clean and strong men with big cocks to fuck her. Also, you have to wear a condom, don’t fucking shoot dirty shit in her womb.
You know what? She wouldn’t wear a ring because my wife thought that if she did, then her flower center wouldn’t feel the same against a man’s glans.
“Oh, boss, you are so considerate of your wife. You’re such a great guy. Well, when we get to the hotel later, if the missus likes it and you’re willing, I’d like to have a good time playing with your wife’s asshole. Oh, my wife’s asshole is so tight. When I poked her asshole with my finger just now, your wife spit out her tongue for me to lick, she’s really a slut. Look at it now, the way your wife is lying on top of me, her hand still holding my cock.”
“Shut up. Damn, my cock is getting hard from all this talk.”
“Hey.”
As I drifted off to sleep, I felt many hands caressing my body, my sweet-smelling mouth and warm, slender cunt filled with men’s dirty cum. And – my asshole, why was my asshole so swollen? Oh, it turns out that there is a sinewy, dark, thick, long rod of flesh lingering for sightseeing in my delicate rectum.
Oh ……, the lust that had not yet faded began to permeate my whole body again.
Oh, my husband, I love you. It’s because of you that I get this unspeakable lustful pleasure.
Oh, my husband, I hate you again. It is because of you that I was played with and raped by that filthy man, and voluntarily allowed so much of his filthy sperm to be sown all over my womb. Oh, Kissy, you must know that these are the days when my delicate and beautiful eggs are looking for a partner of the opposite sex! God knows, will I get pregnant from this man’s rape? ……
Oh, my sweet husband, I love you! I hate you!