Sitting in the car, I stared blankly at the solid cement wall of the building opposite the window.
I don’t know what I feel at this time, whether I should let go or be sad.
If I understand her true desire, maybe I can stop it, but I don't know.
I have no idea what she is thinking. For a man like me with a simple mind, it is too difficult to figure out the mind of such a woman.
What should happen whether you like it or not, and there is no need for me to hide my unbearable mood.
I just left my lawyer's office and it took me only 6 seconds to make up my mind to sign the divorce application.
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I met Ripley when she was in the third year of college in Michigan, when she was just in her first year and was studying for business management.
We often meet on campus, and I often want to know this beautiful girl in secret, but I never have the chance to chat with her.
Once, a dance party was held in the school. I saw Ripuri and a male classmate in the dance hall. Unexpectedly, the guy immediately ran over to get two bottles and went to drink.
I could see that Ripuri, who was left alone, seemed a little nervous and at a loss in the messy crowd of people in the room. I thought this was a rare opportunity and I wanted to try my luck.
I found a piece of paper, wrote some words on it, then took a deep breath, and plucked the courage to walk towards Ripuri.
I walked up to her and handed over the note and said to her: Michael Thomas is dedicated to serving you.
Ripley took the note and said: Michael Thomas, the glorious knight in armor, does good deeds all the way, and he comes here to save the nervous-looking girl.
She laughed while reading, then folded the notes and stuffed them into her pocket carefully, and said to me: I keep this note as a souvenir.So, I am the girl you think with a nervous look?
I just assumed Ah, because I saw your protector throwing you here alone and running to the side to drink, I think you are surrounded by a bunch of big rats with crazy sexual desire and must need assistance.
You are one of those crazy big rats, right?How could I help me?
Haha, it’s true that it’s a big mouse, but it’s not crazy about sexual desire.A glorious knight in armor needs to have a pure heart.
So, Knight, how should you rescue?
I am now serving you Ah, my lady.If you want to keep playing in the dance, I have strong arms for you to lean on.If you want to go home, I will escort you to your destination safely.Or, I will take you out of this messy and dirty place to play in a place that is more in line with your noble identity.
In this way, my sir, I will order you to take me out of this place and find a place with soft lights and margaritas and soft music.
Our long-distance love run that lasted for two years began like this, and then we got married.
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When I got married, Ripuri was still a virgin, and although I was no longer a virgin, I didn’t have much sexual experience.
In the first year of marriage, we have been learning how to satisfy each other in sex life and learn some new tricks to please each other.
As time goes by, our couple's sexual life has not decreased, but has become more enthusiastic.
Many of our friends are complaining about the boredom and boredom of marriage life, but we still have a good life.
One night in our seventh year of marriage, Ripley and I lay intimately on the bed, asking me what kind of sexual fantasies I had.
Of course there is, who doesn’t?
But will you tell your wife about your secret sexual fantasies?
No, no, absolutely not tell her!
I thought to myself that I could only hide those crazy sexual fantasies deep in my heart.
If I told her that I wanted to have a crazy night with Jennifer Anniston, Ripley would definitely say: Jennifer Anniston?What's good about her?Is she better than me?Can't I satisfy you yet?Is this your sexual fantasy?It turns out you would rather be with that Hollywood prostitute, right?OK, then you can make dinner for yourself, I won’t serve you, you bastard!
So, whenever Ripley asks this question, I say no.However, her question also aroused my curiosity, so I asked her: What about you?Do you have sexual fantasies?
There are some.
oh?Then why have you never said Ah?
Those are just sexual fantasies, dear, but sometimes they just think about it.
What kind of sexual fantasy are that?
I really don't want to say it.
Why?If I also have sexual fantasies and don’t want to tell you, you will definitely ask me to say it, but why don’t you tell me yours?
Because I'm worried that once I say it, you'll think of me as a bad woman.
It doesn't matter, baby, if I have any sexual fantasies, I will definitely tell you.But, if you really don’t want to say, why should you raise this topic?
I don't know, maybe because I'm a woman.
As she said that, she kissed my cheek and turned over to sleep.
I lay there without sleeping for a long time, staring at the ceiling thinking about what Ripley's sexual fantasy was and why she was so afraid to say it.
This topic has never been mentioned between us and our husbands again, and gradually I have forgotten it.
Looking back now, if I had urged her to say those thoughts, maybe things would have been less bad than they are now.
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Ripley graduated from university and obtained a degree in business administration and then applied for a job at XYZ company.
After six years of hard work, she was promoted to manager of the company's human resources department.
Therefore, she needs to travel frequently to branches, processing plants and offices in other places to handle business.
Generally speaking, she has to travel for a week every month, and sometimes even spend about 10 days in other places.
To be honest, I don’t like her frequent business trips, but her salary at this job is very high, which greatly improves the quality of life in our family, so I have to accept this fact.
Now we have stayed in a large villa with tennis courts and swimming pool, and there is a large yard outside the villa.
Ripuri is a woman who likes to be lively and she likes to hold various parties at home.
After we had a place with such conditions, we often held PARTY at home, held pool parties in the summer and barbecue parties in the autumn. We also removed the nets of the tennis court and held grass dances there.
We both had great work, great social activities and very pleasant private life, at least that's what I think.
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When we were about 10 years old, I first discovered that Ripley had changed and her emotional changes began to become unpredictable.
That's all I can say is emotionally unstable.
For example, one day, she was very happy, but suddenly she became depressed and seemed irritable and indifferent to everything.
This really makes me unable to understand and cannot explain it.
Sometimes, when I asked her if she had any discomfort, she seemed to suddenly get out of her emotions and immediately changed her expression and said to me: No, no, there is nothing uncomfortable, I just suddenly remembered some things at work.
I don't feel that I should be overly worried about her emotions, because our relationship has not been affected much, Ripley is still cute, acquainted and sexy as always, and is as devoted and excited as usual in sex in life.
Six months after I noticed her change, her mood seemed to have stabilized again.
On Saturday night, we held a very lively party at home to celebrate Ripley’s promotion to the company’s human resources director.
The room and yard were full of Ripley's colleagues. They and I only met several times at the Christmas party and company outing picnic parties held by their company. We were not very familiar with each other, so I seemed relatively low-key and just paid attention to doing my duty as a host so that the guests could have fun and happy.
At this party, Ripley was the focus of his own.
When the party was midnight, most of the visitors had left or were about to leave, but there were still some people who were out of their way to play and wanted to stay and play for a while.
Although we used a freezer with a volume of 23 cubic feet to supply ice for the party, the ice was already used up by this time.
There was no choice but to go to the large freezer in the garage to get some ice cubes.
Our garage is at the back of the house, forming an L-shaped corner with the house, looking out from a window in the garage, it is easy to see the scene in my kitchen.
After I took a large bucket of ice from the large freezer, I accidentally looked up and looked out the window, and happened to see Ripuri walking into the kitchen.
She looked around, as if she was confirming if there was someone else in the kitchen.
Originally, I didn't feel abnormal about Ripuri coming to the kitchen, but when I was carrying the ice bucket and preparing to return to the small bar in the restaurant to add ice cubes to the ice bucket there, I accidentally saw her seemingly sneaky in the kitchen, so I became more careful and quietly hid outside the kitchen window and peeked at it.
After confirming that there was no one around, Ripley took out two wine glasses from the cabinet and the kitchen filled the wine, and then took out a small paper bag from her pocket, poured the contents in the paper bag into a wine glass full of wine, and stirred it gently for a few times.
Then she inserted a straw into the poured wine glass and left the kitchen with two glasses of wine.
I came to the bar with the ice bucket. As soon as I put it down, Ripuri came to find me.
Have fun tonight, my dear?Come on, I'll prepare you a delicious drink.
As she said that, she handed me the glass with the straw in it.
I took the wine glass and pretended to take a sip, Ripley stared at me with a little nervousness.I already felt something was wrong with the wine, but I didn't show any strange expression.
Seeing me taking a sip of the wine, Ripuri said to me: It won’t be too long, my dear, they are all going to say goodbye soon.Don’t get drunk Ah, I’ve become sexually excited in these four or five hours. Then don’t get drunk and can’t get hard, okay?
I nodded in agreement, pretended to take another sip of wine, and watched her turn to greet the guests.
Oh shit!
What the hell is going on?
Why did Ripley tamper with the wine prepared for me?
What other tricks did she do?
Could it be that I gave me some aphrodisiac to make me act more brave when I went to bed with her?
No, it was impossible that I never needed those things before.
And, she said: Don't get drunk.
What does it mean?She had never said Ah to me like that before.
I suddenly thought that she must have something hidden from me. When I get up tomorrow morning, she will tell me that I have drunk too much and fell asleep before I can see the guests off, and wait.
I think she would have a hundred reasons to explain that glass of wine, but none of them were real.
Ripuri must have wanted to fascinate me, but why?
I have to find the answer.
While Ripuri was talking to the guests, I quickly poured out the wine from the cup, poured new ones, and then carried the cup around, sucking a sip with the straw from time to time.
At this time, I found that those who stayed looked at me with a strange look, as if they were hoping for something to happen.
I was really confused, and I didn't know if Ripley wanted me to faint or to have a strong sexual desire because I didn't dare to drink it at all.
So, should the effect of the medicine take effect immediately, or should you wait for a while?
I think she must want to fascinate me, but why did she fascinate me?
What will they do in the future if they fascinate me?
Just as I was trying to think about the answer, I noticed that the guests who stayed were all male, and several of them were still staring at me intently.
Whether right or wrong, I decided to do something, but before that, I would make some preparations first.
The room we stayed in was a farm-style villa with only one floor. I walked into the bathroom and opened a gap to the window.
Then I walked into all three bedrooms in my house one by one and opened a gap in the windows of each bedroom.
After doing this, I returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, looked at the people around me who were watching me, and pretended to be unaware of the wine in the cup.
As I drank, I suddenly relaxed my hands and let the cup slide to the ground, breaking with a bang.
As the sounded, I tilted my head and leaned against the sofa as if I was fascinated.
The room suddenly became quiet. I squinted my eyes and saw Ripuri coming over, picking up the glass fragments on the ground, and patting my shoulder lightly.
I didn't move.
She grabbed my hand again and suddenly let go, and my hand fell down without feeling at all.
OK, he's already fascinated.
Ripuri said, "You guys carry him and come with me."
Then, she said as she walked, be careful not to hurt him.
Two men carried me, followed Ripley, left the living room, walked through the corridor, and entered the bedroom.
Put him on the bed.
Ripley said.
After watching me being put on the bed, she said again: You guys go out first, I want to make him feel more comfortable first.
I heard their footsteps out, Ripley took off my shoes, loosened my belt, unbuttoned the two buttons of my shirt, and then she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
I'm so sorry, my baby, I really love you, I'm so sorry.
After saying that, she turned around and left the bedroom.
I opened my eyes and saw that I was lying on the bed of the guest bedroom, not our master bedroom, which showed that they might be doing something in the master bedroom.
This thought made me immediately have my heart beat faster and my headaches and nausea. My wife and those men had only one thing to do in the master bedroom, which was so surprising to me.
I quietly got up from the bed, walked to the closed door, put my ear on the door panel and listened carefully, and the noisy sound seemed to be coming from the living room.
I went back to the bed, put on my shoes, and opened the bedroom window and crawled out from there.
I quietly moved from the yard to the living room window. Since the window was not open, I couldn't hear what was being said inside, but I could clearly see what was happening inside through the glass.
There are 7 naked men in the room, moving the living room furniture to make a large area in the middle of the living room.
Then, the people brought in seven chairs and arranged them in a row, and the seven people sat on them one by one.
Ripuri stood in front of them and slowly took off her clothes.
The penis of the seven men immediately rose up, and each of them began to move their penis.
At this time, Ripuri had taken off her high heels and stockings, knelt in front of the man sitting on the far left, and put his hard cock into her mouth.
Her head was shaking up and down, swaying the penis in her mouth. After about 30 seconds, she spit out the man's penis, moved her body to the other man next to her and began to suck his penis.
In this way, she sucked and moved, changing to another man every 30 seconds, sucking all 7 hard penis with her penis, and then returning to where she started.
This time, she still masturbates for every man for one minute from left to right.
Then she went back to the starting point again, starting with the first man on the left, and having oral sex and masturbating for him until he ejaculated.
In this way, she exclaimed the seven men in the queue sitting on the chair and ejaculated all their filth.
I stood blankly outside the window, witnessing such a disgusting scene, and I wondered what happened to my wife and what drove her to do such an incredible thing?
She put a drug in my wine glass and then had group sex at my house. What the hell is going on?
My mind was confused and I couldn't figure it out.
I really want to rush into the house and kill everyone in the house, but the remaining reason tells me to calm down and I can't ruin my life for the rest of my life because of a moment of impulse.
It is really not worth destroying your life for such a woman.
OK, then let them live first, but I will find a way to get revenge on every bastard of them.
They are all Ripuri’s colleagues, and they can’t escape!
As for Ripuri, she will be the last person I deal with.
I first want to let her see with my own eyes how I deal with these 7 bastards one by one, so that she can know that what happened to them will also happen to her.
When the last man shot out dirty semen in Ripuri's mouth, I saw that she seemed to be unable to eat anymore. A wisp of turbid white liquid flowed out along the corner of her mouth, flowing to her chin, and then dripping onto her naked breasts.
At this time, the men stood up from the chairs, and I thought they should have wanted to go to the bedroom.
I knew that Ripuri would definitely go to the guest bedroom to see if I was still asleep, so I quickly ran back to the house, took off her shoes, and hurriedly lay back on the bed to pretend to be asleep.
About two minutes later, the bedroom door was opened. I squinted my eyes and saw Ripley leaning her head and looking at me. She seemed very satisfied with my still drunk and sleepy look, so she closed the door and left.
I put on my shoes again, climbed through the window into the yard again, and moved under the window in the master bedroom.Lying on the window, I saw Ripuri lowering her head and giving a blowjob to a man lying on the bed.
After enjoying her oral service for a while, the man said: You made me feel so comfortable, slutty bitch, come on, ride on me like a prostitute who doesn't want money.I fuck you, little baby, after fucking you so many times, you are really a rare bitch.
The man said, stretching out his hand to hold Ripuri's lower breasts and helping her lift her body and ride on his lower abdomen.
OK, guys, you guys should know what to do, right?
He said to several other men.
The two men also climbed onto the bed when they heard this, while standing beside Ripuri, who was riding on the man lying, pressing their thick and hard cocks on her face.
Ripuri wriggled up and down, pulling the penis that the man inserted into his vagina under her, while staring at the two thick penis in front of her.
Hurry up and do Ah, you stinky bitch, you know what I want to see!
The man lying under her screamed.
Ripuri reached out to hold the two big cocks in front of her, moved them a few times, then turned her head and put the big cock on her right into her mouth, and began to suck.
At the same time, her left hand was still moving the cock on her left.
That's it, stinky bitch, make him feel comfortable.Help him ejaculate and add some fresh goods to your stomach that is already filled with semen.
The man beneath her said with a smile.
Ripuri sucked the man on her right for a while, then turned her head to suck the man on her right, while her vagina was still being constantly hit by the man under her.
The four men standing under the bed kept encouraging their partners on the bed: Yes, that's it, fuck this bitch to death!Fuck Ah quickly, I'm still waiting to fuck her.
The man who was lying under her and fucking her constantly insulted Ripuri with words such as "bitter" and "slutty pussy", and thrust his body hard to rape her.
That scene made me feel both distressed and exciting.
Come on, stinky bitch, use your cunt to squeeze my cock hard.Now you get enough big dicks, bitch?Suck them hard and let them cum in your mouth, slut!Wait, we will have to fuck you for a long time.
Such porn scenes are really more shocking than any porn movie. Ripuri was pushed and shoved like a ragdoll between three perverts, her body trembling under the stimulation of sexual desire.
Finally, the man lying under her grabbed her arm and turned up, pressed her under her body and began to thrust violently.
Oh, oh, slut, I'm going to cum.
The man shouted loudly, and then hit her a few times quickly and fiercely, then lay on her and twitched, obviously enjoying the pleasure of ejaculation.
As soon as the man left Ripuri's body, the two men who had enjoyed her oral sex service just now immediately hugged her. They asked her to kneel down on the bed in a dog-like manner. One man penetrated her vagina from behind, and the other lay in front of her, asking her to continue sucking his cock.
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I hid outside the window and watched secretly for about 30 minutes, watching with my own eyes the seven men took turns raped the woman who was about to become my ex-wife. Then, I returned to the house and continued to lie on the bed to pretend to be sleeping.
I can only pretend to be asleep, because I can't sleep at all, and my mind is full of the lewd scenes I just saw.
I lay there, my eyes staring at the ceiling, wondering what exactly happened to my wife and what to do with our future life and marriage.
I really feel sad for myself.
Fuck!A bunch of bastards!
I finally made up my mind, got up and got out of bed, quietly ran to the basement, took out the 1911-A1 automatic pistol I hid there, loaded the bullets, and then turned back to the upper floor.
When I kicked open the door of the master bedroom, I didn't notice me at all in the room, and the seven men's attention was all on Ripley.
Four men were watching, and three men each inserted their penis into her mouth, vagina and anus.
I pulled the snatch tie very loudly, and the sound of metal made the men turn towards me, and I was immediately shocked by the black steal in front of me.
One of the men immediately shouted loudly: Don’t rob, I surrender, don’t rob.
I raised my hand and snatched it to the ceiling, shouting: You bastards, including you Ripuri, if you haven't gotten out of this room within 5 minutes, I'll let you stand in and go out sideways!
After saying that, I turned around and left the bedroom, sitting angrily at the dining table in the kitchen and drinking.
Seeing the seven men running out in a hurry, I looked at the watch and it took them about 4 minutes and 12 seconds.
However, I still didn't see Ripley leaving the bedroom.After 5 minutes, I put down my glass, got up and returned to the bedroom, and saw Ripley sitting naked on the bed crying.
Why are you still sitting here?I said everyone, including you, have to get out of this room.Lift your stinky butt, get out of here as soon as possible!
Ripuri didn't say anything, just sat there sobbing.
I really wanted to go up and slap her a few times, but I knew that I would probably be accused of abuse of my spouse, so I turned around and went into the bathroom, picked up a bucket of water with the bucket filled with dirty clothes, and then returned to the bedroom with the bucket, pouring Ripuri in cold water on the head.
She screamed in fear and covered her face with her hands.
I shouted at her: I'll give you another 5 minutes, you can get dressed quickly and get out of my house.If you are still here in 5 minutes, then you will be completely responsible for everything I do to you, you bastard!I advise you to get out as soon as possible and be careful that I will hurt you!
You can't let me leave.
She sobbed, this is my home too.
Oh, then let the lawyer make the decision.
I won't leave.I think we need to have a good talk.Don't you think so?
Seeing you doing such a shameless thing, what do you think I should think?
No.You think I no longer love you, you think I did that kind of thing with other men because you didn't satisfy me, but you were wrong.I am very satisfied with you, I still love you very much, and I am completely forced to do those things.
Stop talking nonsense, Ripuri.Didn't you catch you and force you into our bedroom tonight?I can see the whole process very clearly, you lying bitch!When I went to the garage to get the ice, I saw you drugged the wine prepared for me through the window, and then inserted a straw into the cup to ensure that I could drink the wine that had been drugged.
Unfortunately, you didn't watch me drink that glass of wine. I pretended to be fascinated by your wine. Ripley, I pretended to drink all that glass of wine.I watched you kneel on the living room floor, sucking their cocks one by one, and I saw you gang-raped by 7 men on our big bed through the bedroom window.I didn't see how they forced you, everything was pre-arranged and you were completely voluntarily.Ripuri, you said you love me, how could you do that?
Please, my dear, please listen to me...
I fuck you, Ripuri.You are simply a shameless prostitute, and I won't believe the word you said from the fucked mouth.OK, now I've changed my mind, you can stay here, I fucking leave here.
I don’t want to enter the kitchen where you prepared medicinal wine for me, nor do I want to go into the living room to recall the scene of you lying on the ground and giving those men oral sex. I don’t want to enter the bedroom where you were gang-raped by 7 men.I'll leave now, but I'll be back in the afternoon to get my stuff.Help, don't stay here when I come back, I really don't want to see you, a stinky bitch whore who cheats on your husband, again.
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I spent the rest of that night in a hotel room and after dawn I blocked a storage room and a freight truck.
I returned to my house around 4pm and wished I didn't see Ripuri again here, but she was still there.
Seeing me coming back, she followed me into the bedroom, sat by the bed watching me pack my clothes, neither of us spoke.After a while, Ripuri spoke: I want to talk to you.
There is nothing to talk about, so you should wait and talk to my lawyer.
I don't mean that, you can't stop talking, but I'm going to tell you what's going on.Although I told you the cause of things may not make things better, they may not make things worse, so hopefully you can listen.I want to explain to you why I did that.
I'm no longer interested in those, Ripley.What I know now is beyond my expectations.
Please Ah, you won't lose anything.Maybe you will hate me even more after hearing this, but if I say it, I can let go of the heavy burden that has been pressing on my heart for many years.
I remembered what she asked those men to put me on the bed in the guest bedroom and said to me: I'm so sorry, my baby, I really love you very much, I'm so sorry.
I thought there must be a reason here, so I decided to hear what she was going to say.
OK, say it, Ripuri, I'll clean up, you can say it.
Do you remember what I asked you a long time ago about sexual fantasy?
I nodded.
You said you don’t have any sexual fantasies, but I have two of them, and I have had such sexual fantasies a long time ago.At that time, if you say you have any sexual fantasies, I will also say my sexual fantasies.My sexual fantasy is to have sex with black people and the other is to have group sex with multiple people.At that time, when you said you had no sexual fantasies, I didn't dare to say mine, and I could only think quietly in my heart.
A year later, I went on a business trip to our company's Kansas City office for three days.On the first night, I had dinner with more than a dozen employees from the office there, and after that I went to a lounge to drink and listen to the band playing.I drank a lot of wine and danced with several of them.In the end, everyone left, only Phil and I were left.
Phil was a tall and handsome black man, and that night the scene of sex with him kept popping up in my mind.It’s not that I want to have sex with him, but that my long-term sexual fantasy has found a realistic object.Let me put it briefly, he fucked me that night.After that, I thought it was just a one-night stand, and I could finally let go of my sexual fantasies for years.
But Phil slept with me for the next two nights that night, and then he slept with me for the next two nights.As I flew home, I thought my sexual fantasy finally came true and would never do that again, nor would you know.This is just a chance event. I have no feelings for Phil at all. I still love you deeply and love you from all aspects.Seriously, you're doing much better in bed than Phil.
But, if I remember correctly, Ah you called me every night during that business trip.Are you saying that those nights you were doing those ugly things with other men while calling me?
He was in the room, but when I called you, he would sit aside from a distance.
Well, okay, I believe you for now.
This is true, I can understand if you don’t believe it, and I don’t blame you.OK, I'll continue.Five months later, I went on a business trip to St. Louis, and Phil happened to be there, and he was transferred there to work, so he took care of his sick mother.We met at the hotel where I stayed, and after having sex Phil hugged me and lay on the bed, telling me that being able to have sex with a white woman was one of his biggest sexual fantasies in a long time.
I asked him what other sexual fantasies were, and he told me that he wanted to fuck me with his friends.Just so happens that playing with multiple people is also my sexual fantasy, so I hope he and I realize our sexual fantasy together.The next night, Phil and his friend Tony fucked me together, and the third night, Phil, Tony and Sam played a four-person battle with me.
I really like this way of doing it, I really like it.For the next three years, I went to St. Louis twice a year, and each time I had to group sex with Phil and two of his friends.
Similarly, dear, they mean nothing to me, they just helped me realize my sexual fantasy, I left all my love and emotions to you.Don’t say that you are not happy with me, because I know you are happy.Later, something went wrong when I went to St. Louis the last time.
That time, my colleague Ralph returned from Detroit on a business trip. His flight landed temporarily in St. Louis due to mechanical failure. He knew where I was and which hotel I stayed in, so he ran to the hotel to find me. He happened to see Phil and the other three drinking and dancing in the lounge, and hid and observed us.
Later, he saw the four of us leave together and arrive at my hotel room, and they didn't leave until 7am the next morning.He took a digital camera to take a photo of me standing naked at the door of the room and kissing and saying goodbye to Phil and the others.
Two days later, he came to my office, threw the photo on my desk, and asked if I could let him hear what I was happy about on the trip.Then he told me that if you want to not know what I did in St. Louis, you must meet his requirements.I asked him what he wanted and he replied, want what black people get.He said if I spent a night with him and a few of his friends, he would destroy all the photos, but it had to be in our house, in our bed, and you would also have to be at home.
I can't let you know what I did with Phil, Sam and Tony, because I know that once you know, you'll be furious like last night and you'll leave me.I had no other choice but to do it as Ralph asked.I know it's all my fault, I shouldn't have had that first cheating with Phil.
But I want to tell you sincerely that they are nothing in my heart, I love you, I will always love you.I'm so stupid that I actually want to realize my sexual fantasy. I'm wrong. I need you very much. My in life cannot be without you.I know I'm just asking this question a little too urgently, but I really hope you give me a chance to try to forget those unpleasant things, baby, how happy our marriage life is, I don't want to lose you.
I stared at her for a minute, and then said: What you said should have thought of before you opened your thighs to those men. I asked you, I didn’t see them using condoms last night, so what about you and your black friends, have they used condoms?
I was very careful. I kept using a vaginal diaphragm and also used a lot of spermicides.
Those measures can only help you avoid pregnancy, but how do you ensure that you are not infected with STDs?
Seeing her face turn pale, I continued, haven’t you ever thought about this problem?Or have you already contracted the STD and brought it home and passed it on to me?Yeah?
Also, what medicine did you put in my wine glass?Do you know exactly what medicine it is?Or are you just hearing what medicine is that when someone tells you?Have you ever thought about what if I really drank that wine, what if I had any strong allergic reaction?What if that's poison?You may have killed me long ago, so why are you talking about loving me?No, I will not forgive you. If you don’t forgive now, you will never forgive you in the future!I never want to see you again, nor do I have anything to do with you anymore.
After saying that, I turned around and left the bedroom, leaving Ripuri sitting on the bed and crying loudly.
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I am still a young man and I like my woman very much. I haven't decided to leave her and leave our once very happy home, so soon Ripley and I continued to interact again.
Although we are divorced, we still often visit each other and have sex together.
We don’t talk about love now, we only talk about sexual intercourse.
Later, Ripuri tested positive for HIV, and she immediately notified me and asked me to have a test too.
The inspection results showed that she also gave me the gift.
I didn't go to seek revenge on those 7 bastard men, Ripuri had already avenged me.They continued to have group sex together and everyone was infected with AIDS.
If I could find another HIV-positive woman, I would definitely leave Ripley, but I couldn't find her, so I had to continue to interact with her.
Ripuri kept urging me to move back to her and live together, but I still insisted on living separately from her.
I can tolerate continuing to interact with her, but I can't tolerate living with her.
Those terrible memories make it impossible for us to face her all day.
I don’t know what I feel at this time, whether I should let go or be sad.
If I understand her true desire, maybe I can stop it, but I don't know.
I have no idea what she is thinking. For a man like me with a simple mind, it is too difficult to figure out the mind of such a woman.
What should happen whether you like it or not, and there is no need for me to hide my unbearable mood.
I just left my lawyer's office and it took me only 6 seconds to make up my mind to sign the divorce application.
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I met Ripley when she was in the third year of college in Michigan, when she was just in her first year and was studying for business management.
We often meet on campus, and I often want to know this beautiful girl in secret, but I never have the chance to chat with her.
Once, a dance party was held in the school. I saw Ripuri and a male classmate in the dance hall. Unexpectedly, the guy immediately ran over to get two bottles and went to drink.
I could see that Ripuri, who was left alone, seemed a little nervous and at a loss in the messy crowd of people in the room. I thought this was a rare opportunity and I wanted to try my luck.
I found a piece of paper, wrote some words on it, then took a deep breath, and plucked the courage to walk towards Ripuri.
I walked up to her and handed over the note and said to her: Michael Thomas is dedicated to serving you.
Ripley took the note and said: Michael Thomas, the glorious knight in armor, does good deeds all the way, and he comes here to save the nervous-looking girl.
She laughed while reading, then folded the notes and stuffed them into her pocket carefully, and said to me: I keep this note as a souvenir.So, I am the girl you think with a nervous look?
I just assumed Ah, because I saw your protector throwing you here alone and running to the side to drink, I think you are surrounded by a bunch of big rats with crazy sexual desire and must need assistance.
You are one of those crazy big rats, right?How could I help me?
Haha, it’s true that it’s a big mouse, but it’s not crazy about sexual desire.A glorious knight in armor needs to have a pure heart.
So, Knight, how should you rescue?
I am now serving you Ah, my lady.If you want to keep playing in the dance, I have strong arms for you to lean on.If you want to go home, I will escort you to your destination safely.Or, I will take you out of this messy and dirty place to play in a place that is more in line with your noble identity.
In this way, my sir, I will order you to take me out of this place and find a place with soft lights and margaritas and soft music.
Our long-distance love run that lasted for two years began like this, and then we got married.
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When I got married, Ripuri was still a virgin, and although I was no longer a virgin, I didn’t have much sexual experience.
In the first year of marriage, we have been learning how to satisfy each other in sex life and learn some new tricks to please each other.
As time goes by, our couple's sexual life has not decreased, but has become more enthusiastic.
Many of our friends are complaining about the boredom and boredom of marriage life, but we still have a good life.
One night in our seventh year of marriage, Ripley and I lay intimately on the bed, asking me what kind of sexual fantasies I had.
Of course there is, who doesn’t?
But will you tell your wife about your secret sexual fantasies?
No, no, absolutely not tell her!
I thought to myself that I could only hide those crazy sexual fantasies deep in my heart.
If I told her that I wanted to have a crazy night with Jennifer Anniston, Ripley would definitely say: Jennifer Anniston?What's good about her?Is she better than me?Can't I satisfy you yet?Is this your sexual fantasy?It turns out you would rather be with that Hollywood prostitute, right?OK, then you can make dinner for yourself, I won’t serve you, you bastard!
So, whenever Ripley asks this question, I say no.However, her question also aroused my curiosity, so I asked her: What about you?Do you have sexual fantasies?
There are some.
oh?Then why have you never said Ah?
Those are just sexual fantasies, dear, but sometimes they just think about it.
What kind of sexual fantasy are that?
I really don't want to say it.
Why?If I also have sexual fantasies and don’t want to tell you, you will definitely ask me to say it, but why don’t you tell me yours?
Because I'm worried that once I say it, you'll think of me as a bad woman.
It doesn't matter, baby, if I have any sexual fantasies, I will definitely tell you.But, if you really don’t want to say, why should you raise this topic?
I don't know, maybe because I'm a woman.
As she said that, she kissed my cheek and turned over to sleep.
I lay there without sleeping for a long time, staring at the ceiling thinking about what Ripley's sexual fantasy was and why she was so afraid to say it.
This topic has never been mentioned between us and our husbands again, and gradually I have forgotten it.
Looking back now, if I had urged her to say those thoughts, maybe things would have been less bad than they are now.
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Ripley graduated from university and obtained a degree in business administration and then applied for a job at XYZ company.
After six years of hard work, she was promoted to manager of the company's human resources department.
Therefore, she needs to travel frequently to branches, processing plants and offices in other places to handle business.
Generally speaking, she has to travel for a week every month, and sometimes even spend about 10 days in other places.
To be honest, I don’t like her frequent business trips, but her salary at this job is very high, which greatly improves the quality of life in our family, so I have to accept this fact.
Now we have stayed in a large villa with tennis courts and swimming pool, and there is a large yard outside the villa.
Ripuri is a woman who likes to be lively and she likes to hold various parties at home.
After we had a place with such conditions, we often held PARTY at home, held pool parties in the summer and barbecue parties in the autumn. We also removed the nets of the tennis court and held grass dances there.
We both had great work, great social activities and very pleasant private life, at least that's what I think.
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When we were about 10 years old, I first discovered that Ripley had changed and her emotional changes began to become unpredictable.
That's all I can say is emotionally unstable.
For example, one day, she was very happy, but suddenly she became depressed and seemed irritable and indifferent to everything.
This really makes me unable to understand and cannot explain it.
Sometimes, when I asked her if she had any discomfort, she seemed to suddenly get out of her emotions and immediately changed her expression and said to me: No, no, there is nothing uncomfortable, I just suddenly remembered some things at work.
I don't feel that I should be overly worried about her emotions, because our relationship has not been affected much, Ripley is still cute, acquainted and sexy as always, and is as devoted and excited as usual in sex in life.
Six months after I noticed her change, her mood seemed to have stabilized again.
On Saturday night, we held a very lively party at home to celebrate Ripley’s promotion to the company’s human resources director.
The room and yard were full of Ripley's colleagues. They and I only met several times at the Christmas party and company outing picnic parties held by their company. We were not very familiar with each other, so I seemed relatively low-key and just paid attention to doing my duty as a host so that the guests could have fun and happy.
At this party, Ripley was the focus of his own.
When the party was midnight, most of the visitors had left or were about to leave, but there were still some people who were out of their way to play and wanted to stay and play for a while.
Although we used a freezer with a volume of 23 cubic feet to supply ice for the party, the ice was already used up by this time.
There was no choice but to go to the large freezer in the garage to get some ice cubes.
Our garage is at the back of the house, forming an L-shaped corner with the house, looking out from a window in the garage, it is easy to see the scene in my kitchen.
After I took a large bucket of ice from the large freezer, I accidentally looked up and looked out the window, and happened to see Ripuri walking into the kitchen.
She looked around, as if she was confirming if there was someone else in the kitchen.
Originally, I didn't feel abnormal about Ripuri coming to the kitchen, but when I was carrying the ice bucket and preparing to return to the small bar in the restaurant to add ice cubes to the ice bucket there, I accidentally saw her seemingly sneaky in the kitchen, so I became more careful and quietly hid outside the kitchen window and peeked at it.
After confirming that there was no one around, Ripley took out two wine glasses from the cabinet and the kitchen filled the wine, and then took out a small paper bag from her pocket, poured the contents in the paper bag into a wine glass full of wine, and stirred it gently for a few times.
Then she inserted a straw into the poured wine glass and left the kitchen with two glasses of wine.
I came to the bar with the ice bucket. As soon as I put it down, Ripuri came to find me.
Have fun tonight, my dear?Come on, I'll prepare you a delicious drink.
As she said that, she handed me the glass with the straw in it.
I took the wine glass and pretended to take a sip, Ripley stared at me with a little nervousness.I already felt something was wrong with the wine, but I didn't show any strange expression.
Seeing me taking a sip of the wine, Ripuri said to me: It won’t be too long, my dear, they are all going to say goodbye soon.Don’t get drunk Ah, I’ve become sexually excited in these four or five hours. Then don’t get drunk and can’t get hard, okay?
I nodded in agreement, pretended to take another sip of wine, and watched her turn to greet the guests.
Oh shit!
What the hell is going on?
Why did Ripley tamper with the wine prepared for me?
What other tricks did she do?
Could it be that I gave me some aphrodisiac to make me act more brave when I went to bed with her?
No, it was impossible that I never needed those things before.
And, she said: Don't get drunk.
What does it mean?She had never said Ah to me like that before.
I suddenly thought that she must have something hidden from me. When I get up tomorrow morning, she will tell me that I have drunk too much and fell asleep before I can see the guests off, and wait.
I think she would have a hundred reasons to explain that glass of wine, but none of them were real.
Ripuri must have wanted to fascinate me, but why?
I have to find the answer.
While Ripuri was talking to the guests, I quickly poured out the wine from the cup, poured new ones, and then carried the cup around, sucking a sip with the straw from time to time.
At this time, I found that those who stayed looked at me with a strange look, as if they were hoping for something to happen.
I was really confused, and I didn't know if Ripley wanted me to faint or to have a strong sexual desire because I didn't dare to drink it at all.
So, should the effect of the medicine take effect immediately, or should you wait for a while?
I think she must want to fascinate me, but why did she fascinate me?
What will they do in the future if they fascinate me?
Just as I was trying to think about the answer, I noticed that the guests who stayed were all male, and several of them were still staring at me intently.
Whether right or wrong, I decided to do something, but before that, I would make some preparations first.
The room we stayed in was a farm-style villa with only one floor. I walked into the bathroom and opened a gap to the window.
Then I walked into all three bedrooms in my house one by one and opened a gap in the windows of each bedroom.
After doing this, I returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, looked at the people around me who were watching me, and pretended to be unaware of the wine in the cup.
As I drank, I suddenly relaxed my hands and let the cup slide to the ground, breaking with a bang.
As the sounded, I tilted my head and leaned against the sofa as if I was fascinated.
The room suddenly became quiet. I squinted my eyes and saw Ripuri coming over, picking up the glass fragments on the ground, and patting my shoulder lightly.
I didn't move.
She grabbed my hand again and suddenly let go, and my hand fell down without feeling at all.
OK, he's already fascinated.
Ripuri said, "You guys carry him and come with me."
Then, she said as she walked, be careful not to hurt him.
Two men carried me, followed Ripley, left the living room, walked through the corridor, and entered the bedroom.
Put him on the bed.
Ripley said.
After watching me being put on the bed, she said again: You guys go out first, I want to make him feel more comfortable first.
I heard their footsteps out, Ripley took off my shoes, loosened my belt, unbuttoned the two buttons of my shirt, and then she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
I'm so sorry, my baby, I really love you, I'm so sorry.
After saying that, she turned around and left the bedroom.
I opened my eyes and saw that I was lying on the bed of the guest bedroom, not our master bedroom, which showed that they might be doing something in the master bedroom.
This thought made me immediately have my heart beat faster and my headaches and nausea. My wife and those men had only one thing to do in the master bedroom, which was so surprising to me.
I quietly got up from the bed, walked to the closed door, put my ear on the door panel and listened carefully, and the noisy sound seemed to be coming from the living room.
I went back to the bed, put on my shoes, and opened the bedroom window and crawled out from there.
I quietly moved from the yard to the living room window. Since the window was not open, I couldn't hear what was being said inside, but I could clearly see what was happening inside through the glass.
There are 7 naked men in the room, moving the living room furniture to make a large area in the middle of the living room.
Then, the people brought in seven chairs and arranged them in a row, and the seven people sat on them one by one.
Ripuri stood in front of them and slowly took off her clothes.
The penis of the seven men immediately rose up, and each of them began to move their penis.
At this time, Ripuri had taken off her high heels and stockings, knelt in front of the man sitting on the far left, and put his hard cock into her mouth.
Her head was shaking up and down, swaying the penis in her mouth. After about 30 seconds, she spit out the man's penis, moved her body to the other man next to her and began to suck his penis.
In this way, she sucked and moved, changing to another man every 30 seconds, sucking all 7 hard penis with her penis, and then returning to where she started.
This time, she still masturbates for every man for one minute from left to right.
Then she went back to the starting point again, starting with the first man on the left, and having oral sex and masturbating for him until he ejaculated.
In this way, she exclaimed the seven men in the queue sitting on the chair and ejaculated all their filth.
I stood blankly outside the window, witnessing such a disgusting scene, and I wondered what happened to my wife and what drove her to do such an incredible thing?
She put a drug in my wine glass and then had group sex at my house. What the hell is going on?
My mind was confused and I couldn't figure it out.
I really want to rush into the house and kill everyone in the house, but the remaining reason tells me to calm down and I can't ruin my life for the rest of my life because of a moment of impulse.
It is really not worth destroying your life for such a woman.
OK, then let them live first, but I will find a way to get revenge on every bastard of them.
They are all Ripuri’s colleagues, and they can’t escape!
As for Ripuri, she will be the last person I deal with.
I first want to let her see with my own eyes how I deal with these 7 bastards one by one, so that she can know that what happened to them will also happen to her.
When the last man shot out dirty semen in Ripuri's mouth, I saw that she seemed to be unable to eat anymore. A wisp of turbid white liquid flowed out along the corner of her mouth, flowing to her chin, and then dripping onto her naked breasts.
At this time, the men stood up from the chairs, and I thought they should have wanted to go to the bedroom.
I knew that Ripuri would definitely go to the guest bedroom to see if I was still asleep, so I quickly ran back to the house, took off her shoes, and hurriedly lay back on the bed to pretend to be asleep.
About two minutes later, the bedroom door was opened. I squinted my eyes and saw Ripley leaning her head and looking at me. She seemed very satisfied with my still drunk and sleepy look, so she closed the door and left.
I put on my shoes again, climbed through the window into the yard again, and moved under the window in the master bedroom.Lying on the window, I saw Ripuri lowering her head and giving a blowjob to a man lying on the bed.
After enjoying her oral service for a while, the man said: You made me feel so comfortable, slutty bitch, come on, ride on me like a prostitute who doesn't want money.I fuck you, little baby, after fucking you so many times, you are really a rare bitch.
The man said, stretching out his hand to hold Ripuri's lower breasts and helping her lift her body and ride on his lower abdomen.
OK, guys, you guys should know what to do, right?
He said to several other men.
The two men also climbed onto the bed when they heard this, while standing beside Ripuri, who was riding on the man lying, pressing their thick and hard cocks on her face.
Ripuri wriggled up and down, pulling the penis that the man inserted into his vagina under her, while staring at the two thick penis in front of her.
Hurry up and do Ah, you stinky bitch, you know what I want to see!
The man lying under her screamed.
Ripuri reached out to hold the two big cocks in front of her, moved them a few times, then turned her head and put the big cock on her right into her mouth, and began to suck.
At the same time, her left hand was still moving the cock on her left.
That's it, stinky bitch, make him feel comfortable.Help him ejaculate and add some fresh goods to your stomach that is already filled with semen.
The man beneath her said with a smile.
Ripuri sucked the man on her right for a while, then turned her head to suck the man on her right, while her vagina was still being constantly hit by the man under her.
The four men standing under the bed kept encouraging their partners on the bed: Yes, that's it, fuck this bitch to death!Fuck Ah quickly, I'm still waiting to fuck her.
The man who was lying under her and fucking her constantly insulted Ripuri with words such as "bitter" and "slutty pussy", and thrust his body hard to rape her.
That scene made me feel both distressed and exciting.
Come on, stinky bitch, use your cunt to squeeze my cock hard.Now you get enough big dicks, bitch?Suck them hard and let them cum in your mouth, slut!Wait, we will have to fuck you for a long time.
Such porn scenes are really more shocking than any porn movie. Ripuri was pushed and shoved like a ragdoll between three perverts, her body trembling under the stimulation of sexual desire.
Finally, the man lying under her grabbed her arm and turned up, pressed her under her body and began to thrust violently.
Oh, oh, slut, I'm going to cum.
The man shouted loudly, and then hit her a few times quickly and fiercely, then lay on her and twitched, obviously enjoying the pleasure of ejaculation.
As soon as the man left Ripuri's body, the two men who had enjoyed her oral sex service just now immediately hugged her. They asked her to kneel down on the bed in a dog-like manner. One man penetrated her vagina from behind, and the other lay in front of her, asking her to continue sucking his cock.
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I hid outside the window and watched secretly for about 30 minutes, watching with my own eyes the seven men took turns raped the woman who was about to become my ex-wife. Then, I returned to the house and continued to lie on the bed to pretend to be sleeping.
I can only pretend to be asleep, because I can't sleep at all, and my mind is full of the lewd scenes I just saw.
I lay there, my eyes staring at the ceiling, wondering what exactly happened to my wife and what to do with our future life and marriage.
I really feel sad for myself.
Fuck!A bunch of bastards!
I finally made up my mind, got up and got out of bed, quietly ran to the basement, took out the 1911-A1 automatic pistol I hid there, loaded the bullets, and then turned back to the upper floor.
When I kicked open the door of the master bedroom, I didn't notice me at all in the room, and the seven men's attention was all on Ripley.
Four men were watching, and three men each inserted their penis into her mouth, vagina and anus.
I pulled the snatch tie very loudly, and the sound of metal made the men turn towards me, and I was immediately shocked by the black steal in front of me.
One of the men immediately shouted loudly: Don’t rob, I surrender, don’t rob.
I raised my hand and snatched it to the ceiling, shouting: You bastards, including you Ripuri, if you haven't gotten out of this room within 5 minutes, I'll let you stand in and go out sideways!
After saying that, I turned around and left the bedroom, sitting angrily at the dining table in the kitchen and drinking.
Seeing the seven men running out in a hurry, I looked at the watch and it took them about 4 minutes and 12 seconds.
However, I still didn't see Ripley leaving the bedroom.After 5 minutes, I put down my glass, got up and returned to the bedroom, and saw Ripley sitting naked on the bed crying.
Why are you still sitting here?I said everyone, including you, have to get out of this room.Lift your stinky butt, get out of here as soon as possible!
Ripuri didn't say anything, just sat there sobbing.
I really wanted to go up and slap her a few times, but I knew that I would probably be accused of abuse of my spouse, so I turned around and went into the bathroom, picked up a bucket of water with the bucket filled with dirty clothes, and then returned to the bedroom with the bucket, pouring Ripuri in cold water on the head.
She screamed in fear and covered her face with her hands.
I shouted at her: I'll give you another 5 minutes, you can get dressed quickly and get out of my house.If you are still here in 5 minutes, then you will be completely responsible for everything I do to you, you bastard!I advise you to get out as soon as possible and be careful that I will hurt you!
You can't let me leave.
She sobbed, this is my home too.
Oh, then let the lawyer make the decision.
I won't leave.I think we need to have a good talk.Don't you think so?
Seeing you doing such a shameless thing, what do you think I should think?
No.You think I no longer love you, you think I did that kind of thing with other men because you didn't satisfy me, but you were wrong.I am very satisfied with you, I still love you very much, and I am completely forced to do those things.
Stop talking nonsense, Ripuri.Didn't you catch you and force you into our bedroom tonight?I can see the whole process very clearly, you lying bitch!When I went to the garage to get the ice, I saw you drugged the wine prepared for me through the window, and then inserted a straw into the cup to ensure that I could drink the wine that had been drugged.
Unfortunately, you didn't watch me drink that glass of wine. I pretended to be fascinated by your wine. Ripley, I pretended to drink all that glass of wine.I watched you kneel on the living room floor, sucking their cocks one by one, and I saw you gang-raped by 7 men on our big bed through the bedroom window.I didn't see how they forced you, everything was pre-arranged and you were completely voluntarily.Ripuri, you said you love me, how could you do that?
Please, my dear, please listen to me...
I fuck you, Ripuri.You are simply a shameless prostitute, and I won't believe the word you said from the fucked mouth.OK, now I've changed my mind, you can stay here, I fucking leave here.
I don’t want to enter the kitchen where you prepared medicinal wine for me, nor do I want to go into the living room to recall the scene of you lying on the ground and giving those men oral sex. I don’t want to enter the bedroom where you were gang-raped by 7 men.I'll leave now, but I'll be back in the afternoon to get my stuff.Help, don't stay here when I come back, I really don't want to see you, a stinky bitch whore who cheats on your husband, again.
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I spent the rest of that night in a hotel room and after dawn I blocked a storage room and a freight truck.
I returned to my house around 4pm and wished I didn't see Ripuri again here, but she was still there.
Seeing me coming back, she followed me into the bedroom, sat by the bed watching me pack my clothes, neither of us spoke.After a while, Ripuri spoke: I want to talk to you.
There is nothing to talk about, so you should wait and talk to my lawyer.
I don't mean that, you can't stop talking, but I'm going to tell you what's going on.Although I told you the cause of things may not make things better, they may not make things worse, so hopefully you can listen.I want to explain to you why I did that.
I'm no longer interested in those, Ripley.What I know now is beyond my expectations.
Please Ah, you won't lose anything.Maybe you will hate me even more after hearing this, but if I say it, I can let go of the heavy burden that has been pressing on my heart for many years.
I remembered what she asked those men to put me on the bed in the guest bedroom and said to me: I'm so sorry, my baby, I really love you very much, I'm so sorry.
I thought there must be a reason here, so I decided to hear what she was going to say.
OK, say it, Ripuri, I'll clean up, you can say it.
Do you remember what I asked you a long time ago about sexual fantasy?
I nodded.
You said you don’t have any sexual fantasies, but I have two of them, and I have had such sexual fantasies a long time ago.At that time, if you say you have any sexual fantasies, I will also say my sexual fantasies.My sexual fantasy is to have sex with black people and the other is to have group sex with multiple people.At that time, when you said you had no sexual fantasies, I didn't dare to say mine, and I could only think quietly in my heart.
A year later, I went on a business trip to our company's Kansas City office for three days.On the first night, I had dinner with more than a dozen employees from the office there, and after that I went to a lounge to drink and listen to the band playing.I drank a lot of wine and danced with several of them.In the end, everyone left, only Phil and I were left.
Phil was a tall and handsome black man, and that night the scene of sex with him kept popping up in my mind.It’s not that I want to have sex with him, but that my long-term sexual fantasy has found a realistic object.Let me put it briefly, he fucked me that night.After that, I thought it was just a one-night stand, and I could finally let go of my sexual fantasies for years.
But Phil slept with me for the next two nights that night, and then he slept with me for the next two nights.As I flew home, I thought my sexual fantasy finally came true and would never do that again, nor would you know.This is just a chance event. I have no feelings for Phil at all. I still love you deeply and love you from all aspects.Seriously, you're doing much better in bed than Phil.
But, if I remember correctly, Ah you called me every night during that business trip.Are you saying that those nights you were doing those ugly things with other men while calling me?
He was in the room, but when I called you, he would sit aside from a distance.
Well, okay, I believe you for now.
This is true, I can understand if you don’t believe it, and I don’t blame you.OK, I'll continue.Five months later, I went on a business trip to St. Louis, and Phil happened to be there, and he was transferred there to work, so he took care of his sick mother.We met at the hotel where I stayed, and after having sex Phil hugged me and lay on the bed, telling me that being able to have sex with a white woman was one of his biggest sexual fantasies in a long time.
I asked him what other sexual fantasies were, and he told me that he wanted to fuck me with his friends.Just so happens that playing with multiple people is also my sexual fantasy, so I hope he and I realize our sexual fantasy together.The next night, Phil and his friend Tony fucked me together, and the third night, Phil, Tony and Sam played a four-person battle with me.
I really like this way of doing it, I really like it.For the next three years, I went to St. Louis twice a year, and each time I had to group sex with Phil and two of his friends.
Similarly, dear, they mean nothing to me, they just helped me realize my sexual fantasy, I left all my love and emotions to you.Don’t say that you are not happy with me, because I know you are happy.Later, something went wrong when I went to St. Louis the last time.
That time, my colleague Ralph returned from Detroit on a business trip. His flight landed temporarily in St. Louis due to mechanical failure. He knew where I was and which hotel I stayed in, so he ran to the hotel to find me. He happened to see Phil and the other three drinking and dancing in the lounge, and hid and observed us.
Later, he saw the four of us leave together and arrive at my hotel room, and they didn't leave until 7am the next morning.He took a digital camera to take a photo of me standing naked at the door of the room and kissing and saying goodbye to Phil and the others.
Two days later, he came to my office, threw the photo on my desk, and asked if I could let him hear what I was happy about on the trip.Then he told me that if you want to not know what I did in St. Louis, you must meet his requirements.I asked him what he wanted and he replied, want what black people get.He said if I spent a night with him and a few of his friends, he would destroy all the photos, but it had to be in our house, in our bed, and you would also have to be at home.
I can't let you know what I did with Phil, Sam and Tony, because I know that once you know, you'll be furious like last night and you'll leave me.I had no other choice but to do it as Ralph asked.I know it's all my fault, I shouldn't have had that first cheating with Phil.
But I want to tell you sincerely that they are nothing in my heart, I love you, I will always love you.I'm so stupid that I actually want to realize my sexual fantasy. I'm wrong. I need you very much. My in life cannot be without you.I know I'm just asking this question a little too urgently, but I really hope you give me a chance to try to forget those unpleasant things, baby, how happy our marriage life is, I don't want to lose you.
I stared at her for a minute, and then said: What you said should have thought of before you opened your thighs to those men. I asked you, I didn’t see them using condoms last night, so what about you and your black friends, have they used condoms?
I was very careful. I kept using a vaginal diaphragm and also used a lot of spermicides.
Those measures can only help you avoid pregnancy, but how do you ensure that you are not infected with STDs?
Seeing her face turn pale, I continued, haven’t you ever thought about this problem?Or have you already contracted the STD and brought it home and passed it on to me?Yeah?
Also, what medicine did you put in my wine glass?Do you know exactly what medicine it is?Or are you just hearing what medicine is that when someone tells you?Have you ever thought about what if I really drank that wine, what if I had any strong allergic reaction?What if that's poison?You may have killed me long ago, so why are you talking about loving me?No, I will not forgive you. If you don’t forgive now, you will never forgive you in the future!I never want to see you again, nor do I have anything to do with you anymore.
After saying that, I turned around and left the bedroom, leaving Ripuri sitting on the bed and crying loudly.
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I am still a young man and I like my woman very much. I haven't decided to leave her and leave our once very happy home, so soon Ripley and I continued to interact again.
Although we are divorced, we still often visit each other and have sex together.
We don’t talk about love now, we only talk about sexual intercourse.
Later, Ripuri tested positive for HIV, and she immediately notified me and asked me to have a test too.
The inspection results showed that she also gave me the gift.
I didn't go to seek revenge on those 7 bastard men, Ripuri had already avenged me.They continued to have group sex together and everyone was infected with AIDS.
If I could find another HIV-positive woman, I would definitely leave Ripley, but I couldn't find her, so I had to continue to interact with her.
Ripuri kept urging me to move back to her and live together, but I still insisted on living separately from her.
I can tolerate continuing to interact with her, but I can't tolerate living with her.
Those terrible memories make it impossible for us to face her all day.
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