That day, a few of my friends and I were at home watching an NFL game on ESPN. We had just installed a massive new widescreen TV, and my friends wanted to come over to enjoy the view.

They arrived around 12:30 PM, bringing beer and snacks. Since I was the one providing the big screen, they felt the need to show some appreciation.

They brought some ice cream and treats for my wife, Mai, and then we all settled in front of the television.

As we sat there, my friend Arthur looked at my wife with a grin and teased, "Leo, how does a guy as ugly as you land a wife this beautiful?"

"Maybe it's just my fatal charm..." I replied with a smirk.

"Bullshit," Arthur shot back. "If anyone has fatal charm, it’s Big Ben. You...?"

I just laughed. "Maybe so."

Mai’s shy smile brought a brief pause to our banter. To describe her, she is about 160 centimeters tall and, in my eyes, a rare, classic beauty. While she sometimes has the playful, energetic mannerisms of a young girl, her body is entirely, breathtakingly womanly.

She has long, flowing hair and deep, dark eyes. To this day, she refuses to reveal her exact measurements, but from what I can see, she’s likely a 35D-23-35. At the very least, her bust is undeniable—the label on her bra tells the story clearly enough. Her youthful face makes her look about five or six years younger than her actual twenties.

Sometimes, she seems like a girl who has only just blossomed into womanhood.

Mai had met my friends a few times before, but we weren't close. Because of that, she was always a bit shy around them. However, by the end of the first quarter, she had warmed up and become as easygoing as one of the gang.

It didn't surprise me that the men spent nearly as much time staring at Mai as they did the game. She kept running in and out to fetch drinks and snacks, and although she had picked up an interest in football from me, she often knew more about the game than I did. I loved listening to her debate player rotations or the Giants' roster with Big Ben and the others.

By the end of the first half, the atmosphere had grown louder. The men had been drinking quite a bit of beer. They were eating voraciously, mostly so Mai would have a reason to keep coming back to the table. Every eye in the room followed the sway of her hips as she skipped toward the kitchen. She was wearing a short skirt and a tight-fitting top that left nothing to the imagination.

In fact, her top was cut so low that it teased a glimpse of her cleavage, and her skirt struggled to contain the lush curves of her full backside.

She seemed to be sitting down only to get up again, and I noticed a slight, rhythmic tremor in her movements. Clearly, she had been sipping on the beer too. She was well aware that these men were feasting their eyes on her, but she didn't seem to mind. I knew her well; sometimes, she just loved to flirt a little, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Mai sat back down to continue her debate about the Giants with Big Ben, but the conversation died out after a few minutes. Eventually, Mai broke the silence by asking him, "Why do they call you 'Big Ben'? Is there a special meaning behind it?"

Big Ben didn't say anything, but the rest of us shared a knowing, mischievous laugh.

"What's so funny?" Mai asked.

"You don't really want to know, Mai," Big Ben replied.

She gave us a suspicious, innocent look. "Of course I want to know!"

We laughed even harder.

Mai’s expression shifted, a hint of playful indignation crossing her face. "I don't like being teased like this! Why won't you just tell me what it means?"

"Do you *really* want to know?" I asked.

Mai nodded firmly.

"Are you sure?" I pressed one more time.

"Yes!" she declared loudly.

So, I left it to Big Ben to tell her himself.

He cleared his throat. "It's because they say my little brother is very long."

Mai’s entire face turned a deep shade of crimson. "Oh..." she breathed.

The whole group burst into laughter at her reaction.

After a moment of silence, she asked hesitantly, "How long?"

Big Ben’s expression grew serious. "Are you asking to see it right now?"

Mai’s voice went slightly husky. "I mean... how long is it at its longest?"

"About twenty centimeters," Big Ben answered proudly.

Mai shook her head, skeptical. "How is that possible?"

Big Ben looked a little provoked. "Do you want me to prove it to you?"

To my utter surprise, Mai replied, "I want to see!"

I realized then that Mai probably hadn't seen many naked men. We had been dating since our teens, and we were both virgins when we married.

Without a moment's hesitation, Big Ben stripped off his shorts and pulled his briefs down to his knees, revealing his prize between his legs. Even flaccid, it looked substantial—perhaps twelve centimeters.

Mai stood up to get a better look. She was clearly startled by his size, though she tried to remain composed. She teased, "It doesn't look like twenty centimeters to me."

"Of course not!" Big Ben shot back loudly. "It's not hard right now!"

"Well, then I suppose I'll have to take your word for it," Mai countered.

"If you came over here and gave it a little rub, it would be twenty centimeters in no time," Big Ben said irritably. He glanced at me and added calmly, "Sorry, Leo, I forgot who I was talking to..."

"It's fine, Ben," I said. "She's asking how long it gets, not how it looks right now."

Mai shot me a questioning look. I knew she wanted to see just how big he could get, but she wasn't quite ready to start pleasuring him herself.

"Is there a way to make it hard without me having to touch it?" Mai asked.

Big Ben thought for a moment. "Well, if you and Leo don't mind... you could do a little striptease or something?"

Mai looked at me to gauge my reaction. I simply shrugged, leaving the choice to her. By shrugging, I was telling her that I loved her sexy body, and it wouldn't bother me much if other men saw it too.

Secretly, a part of me hoped she would dance, while another part hoped her shy nature would make her refuse.

Mai looked back at Big Ben and his member, then back at me. We all held our breath, waiting to see what she would do. Suddenly, she jumped up and hurried into the bedroom. I figured the situation had made her too embarrassed.

When the sound of music began to drift from the room, I prepared to go in and check on her.

When Mai emerged, she was carrying a portable stereo, playing Michael Jackson's "Baby Van Go in High Heels."

I noticed she wasn't barefoot; she was wearing four-inch red high heels. After setting the stereo on the coffee table, she began to prowl around Big Ben and his exposed manhood. A sultry, seductive glow had taken over her flushed face.

As she swayed her hips, her eyes never left his member. When she leaned forward, her breasts swayed provocatively in tandem. She kept her hands on her hips, occasionally arching her back, moving as if she were in the middle of a sexual encounter.

I had never seen her dance like this. She had never performed for me quite like this—perhaps it was the alcohol talking.

Stimulated by her performance, Big Ben’s member was no longer soft, though it hadn't quite reached the legendary twenty centimeters yet.

As the song ended, Mai peered closely at him. "It still doesn't look quite hard enough..." She pouted. "Am I doing this right?"

The men answered in unison, "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Then why isn't it hard?" she demanded.

Big Ben answered hesitantly, "You're dancing beautifully, Mai. But... I think I might need something a little more... enticing."

Mai looked directly at me as she asked, "Are you saying you want me to strip?"

Big Ben gave me an apologetic look. "Yeah... that's what's on my mind."

I could see the conflict in Mai's eyes. She was clearly trying to convince herself, but she wasn't entirely sure she was ready to undress in front of a room full of men.

She looked at me, silently pleading for guidance. I simply nodded. A smile instantly broke across her face; she was truly willing to perform a striptease for my friends.

Mai danced back to the stereo, restarted the music, and set it to repeat. She seemed determined to make Big Ben's member stand at attention.

She began to dance again, adding more provocative movements. After a few minutes, she crossed her hands at the hem of her top and began to roll it upward, grazing her breasts before pulling it over her head.

Underneath, she wore a red silk bra, but it was too small to contain her; her breasts seemed as if they might spill out at any moment. Then, Mai hooked her fingers into the waistband of her shorts and slid them down. Now, she was left in nothing but a pair of tight, translucent panties that barely contained her neatly trimmed pubic hair, held up by thin strings. The strings dug into her hips, leaving her lush buttocks almost entirely exposed. As she bent over, arching her breasts forward, her cheeks spread slightly, revealing the delicate cleft of her anus.

Mai continued to dance. The men were clearly desperate to see her go fully naked, but she lingered in a state of tease. She watched my reaction, and when I nodded once more, she blew me a kiss. She reached behind her back as if to unhook her bra, but then paused, her cheeks burning a deep crimson.

Part of me thought she might stop there. But the men, desperate for more, showered her with compliments about her beautiful, sexy body. Reinvigorated by the praise, she regained her confidence. Her movements were clearly having a profound effect on Big Ben. As she watched him, she seemed intent on making him massive.

Turning her back to us, Mai unhooked her bra. As the thin straps fell away, she gripped the cups and slowly swayed her hips before turning back to face the room. The shyness was gone, replaced by pure, unadulterated lust. She thrust her breasts forward, squeezing the mounds of flesh and slowly pulling the cups down to reveal her turgid, dark nipples. She continued to undulate, her breasts bouncing with every movement.

Mai noticed that the member resting on Big Ben's lower abdomen was twitching, though it still wasn't fully erect. She decided to escalate, hooking her thumb into the thin string of her panties and rubbing the fabric against her clitoris. At this distance, her soft, dark curls were clearly visible.

She turned around, bent over, and slid the silk panties down to her ankles, exposing her entire vulva and anus to the room. To heighten the visual, she spread her thighs wide, leaving her slit completely open for view. It was obvious she was quite wet; the transparency of the panties at her feet told the story.

I had never imagined my innocent, beautiful wife would perform such a lewd display in front of my friends. She was completely consumed by the fire of desire.

Mai turned her gaze back to Big Ben's member. It was still resting against his abdomen, but it had grown longer. She asked in a voice tinged with frustration, "What on earth do I have to do to make it hard?"

...We all knew the answer. The question was, did Mai?

She continued to writhe, though a hint of hesitation remained in her eyes as she glanced at me several times. I, however, was too busy admiring her exquisite, carnal dance.

Slowly, Mai crawled toward Big Ben, using her knees and toes to graze his groin, occasionally brushing against his heavy testicles. The gentle friction caused his member to throb, but it still hadn't reached full rigidity.

Mai looked at me helplessly, and all I could do was shrug. But her helplessness seemed to transform into a new resolve. While keeping her eyes on mine, she knelt down before him. It hit me then: Mai was willing to do anything to make Big Ben fully erect.

She continued to watch my reaction, using her right hand to gently massage his length. I could see the heat of passion burning in her eyes! She was testing me, waiting to see if I would dare tell her to stop.

Part of me desperately wanted to tell her to stop this heart-pounding display. But another part of me was dying to see Big Ben's massive beast filled within her mouth.

Perhaps the hesitation and excitement in my eyes gave her the courage she needed. Without warning, she guided the head of his member into her soft, inviting mouth and took him deep... Mai licked and sucked him repeatedly, her dark, clear eyes locked onto mine the entire time.

Her unprecedented boldness left me breathless! I watched in awe as my sweet, gentle Mai used her pink tongue to swirl around that massive shaft as if it were a delicious popsicle. She was eager to make it even larger, and she actually succeeded!

A strange sensation washed over me, making me want to let the display continue. Suddenly, Mai's gaze broke from mine and settled on Big Ben's face.

It wasn't that I had explicitly given her permission; it was simply that my own excitement was taking over. Big Ben, for his part, was stunned that this long-haired beauty was actually sucking him. As she licked and sucked the head of his penis, he seemed utterly captivated by her eyes.

To my eyes, his member was indeed thicker than Mai's narrow waist, and perhaps even longer than her forearm. In truth, Mai could only manage to fit the head of his shaft into her mouth; her mouth was so full that swallowing seemed a struggle. Between gasps for air, she would eagerly lick the shaft, looking up at Big Ben with a wanton, slutty gaze.

It was the most decadent erotic show imaginable.

Big Ben was now fully, rock-hard—and so were the rest of us. I was losing track of what exactly I was expecting next.

Big Ben had proven his size, and Mai could have stopped there, but... it seemed she had no intention of letting go.

If you think it was surprising that Mai was performing oral sex on Big Ben, what happened next was even harder to describe.

After a thorough service with her tongue, Mai slowly crawled on top of him. She used her firm nipples to graze his thighs, his member, his abdomen, and finally his chest. She kissed his lips, her tongue sliding deep into his mouth.

I was mesmerized... so much so that I almost didn't notice when Mai aligned her vulva with his hard, angry-looking shaft and slowly lowered herself, letting the head of his penis brush against her.

It took a moment for Arthur's voice to snap me out of it. "Looks like she's really going to do it..."

And yet, I didn't call a stop... I was completely submerged in this sinful scene, right there in my own living room!

Big Ben's member was so massive that only about five centimeters could enter Mai's sweet body at a time. She tried to take the whole beast, wiggling her hips, but it was a struggle. Finally, she broke the kiss, straightened her body, and let her full weight sink down onto him. Slowly, the massive shaft was swallowed by her.

She let out a loud, guttural moan—a sound unlike any I had ever heard. It seemed as though every centimeter of progress sent a tremor of a spasm through her.

With her eyes closed, she continued to sink onto him. Her lovely vulva stretched and deformed under the pressure until the entire shaft seemed to have vanished inside her. As Big Ben thrust upward, his thighs pressed tightly against her buttocks. It felt as though Mai's pelvis might be crushed, and her anus was completely hidden beneath the force of his body.

Without a doubt, Mai experienced several orgasms during this encounter. Every time we watched her hips descend onto that twenty-centimeter giant, we worried her beautiful anatomy might break...

Her vulva gripped the beast as she rode him, and as she arched her back, the glistening shaft was visible. But just as the head seemed ready to pop out, Mai would sit back down heavily.

With more lubrication now, the pace of her movements quickened. They fell into a frenzy of intercourse, with Mai driving him deeper and deeper into her body. Finally, only a few centimeters of the shaft remained visible outside her lips!

Suddenly, a thought struck me: Mai hadn't taken any precautions. Had she put on a condom? I knew for a fact she had never been with another man besides me, let alone engaged in such passionate sex in the middle of a football game.

But my rational mind whispered: *She might get pregnant... and it might be Big Ben's child!*

I could almost imagine the scene of Mai and me explaining the baby's skin tone to our parents, given Big Ben's indigenous heritage and darker complexion.

I wanted to ask her about a condom, but the words wouldn't come. I realized then that I didn't want the performance to end. My worries began to fade. As I examined my own psyche, a dark part of my mind actually hoped she hadn't used protection. It offered a sense of danger:

She had already broken so many taboos—public nudity, infidelity—why not add one more layer of risk? The risk of losing her dignity and reputation? If she were to carry another man's child, wouldn't that be the ultimate expression of a woman's wantonness?

This thought seeped into me, making me sink deeper into the moment. I wanted to see my innocent wife become the most debauched creature imaginable, a total slut!

...As Big Ben worked her, he gripped her slender, naked waist, thrusting up and down with increasing violence, forcing Mai to collide with his massive shaft. The delicate Mai could only hold onto the back of the chair to balance herself, her round breasts bouncing wildly in his face. This gave Big Ben the chance to bite and suck on her nipples. He attacked her pink areolas, alternating between grazing them with his teeth and tugging at her peaks.

Mai's moans grew louder and more frequent. From what I could see, she must have reached at least four orgasms in this position.

Big Ben slowed his pace slightly and whispered, "Shall we try it from behind?"

Mai slowly allowed him to slide out, as if she were reluctant to let him leave, savoring the lingering friction. Big Ben stood up, and Mai leaned her chest against the back of the chair, swaying her hips in anticipation. Soon, his manhood was buried deep inside her once again, drawing another long moan from her lips.

This position seemed more direct, as Big Ben had total control. He hammered into her with a frantic speed, turning her moans into a chaotic symphony of gasps and cries.

As Big Ben's fingers began to tease her anus, eventually sliding a thumb inside, the expression on Mai's face told me another orgasm was rushing toward her...

I was truly amazed! Mai never let me touch that place! She always said it felt "dirty" or that it wasn't a place meant for sex, and no matter how much I tried, I could never convince her. But now, she was becoming incredibly aroused by his fingers entering her!

So many new things were happening today: Mai was not only having sex with my friend, but she was letting a twenty-centimeter shaft bury itself deep inside her. She was becoming more captivating by the second! My dear wife, Mai, had never possessed such magic in the bedroom.

Big Ben continued to play with her anus. He used two fingers to gather the lubrication flowing from her vulva, and then, using those slick, thick fingers, he pushed them into her rectum...

"How does it feel, baby?" Big Ben asked.

"It's... it's amazing... so amazing..." Mai answered through heavy, ragged breaths.

"Do you like my fingers inside your ass?" he pressed.

Mai moaned, "I... love... it so much..."

"Then... do you want me to fuck your ass?"

At those words, Mai's eyes flew wide. Others might not have noticed, but I saw the pure, unadulterated lust in her gaze.

"...Yes... I... I want... please... give it to me... thrust it in..." she answered, her voice almost a plea.

I was stunned. I watched as Big Ben withdrew his massive penis and slowly drove it into her anus, which had been opened by his fingers. As he entered her unchartered territory, Mai began to scream.

Big Ben began a slow rhythm of anal thrusts, but soon, the lubrication from her vulva began to work its magic. His pace accelerated. Before long, he was fucking her ass as fast as he had been fucking her vagina, and every single thrust sent Mai into a high-pitched shriek.

It was then that I noticed my other two friends, Arthur and Bob, had already pulled out their long-standing erections and were standing right by the chair where Mai was leaning.

Mai didn't look surprised to see them. Even as Big Ben was vigorously fucking her anus, she didn't hesitate to open her mouth and take one of the nearby shafts inside, sucking on it like an infant. After finishing with one, she immediately switched to the next, treating every penis with equal fervor.

After a while, Arthur seemed unable to withstand the stimulation. While Mai was sucking him, he gripped her head firmly, sliding his entire length into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. As white fluid began to spill from the corners of her mouth, I knew Arthur had ejaculated inside her, and Mai swallowed every drop. This shocked me even more—Mai had never even allowed me to ejaculate in her mouth, let alone swallow!

Mai used her tongue to meticulously lick every last bit of semen from Arthur's penis, swallowing it all, before turning her attention to Bob's shaft, sucking him with equal intensity. Under her fierce ministrations, Bob quickly sprayed semen across her face. Mai immediately moved her mouth to his, capturing his glans to ensure she caught every drop of his release.

Almost the moment her lips touched Bob, he ejaculated. Aside from a small amount that splattered on her face, the rest went straight into her mouth. Mai swallowed it without hesitation, using her fingers to scrape the remaining traces from her skin into her mouth to swallow those as well.

Seeing this, Big Ben paused his assault on her anus and said, "I get it now. You love this!"

"And I have plenty more for you to eat!" he added.

With that, Big Ben pulled his massive cock out of her anus. Mai immediately turned around on the chair. Without a moment's delay, she grabbed his shaft and brought her mouth to it. We all watched as Big Ben ejaculated deep into her throat. With every shudder of his body, more semen sprayed from his tip, and Mai swallowed every single drop.

After five intense tremors, his release slowed. Mai began to licked the very penis that had just been inside her rectum, looking utterly debauched.

I couldn't stop wondering: Why was Mai willing to do such lewd things for my friends? The first time she tasted my semen was on our wedding night, and she had warned me never to do it in her mouth again. But today, she had swallowed everyone's!

She had always rejected my requests for anal sex, yet now she was licking the very traces of fluid from the penis that had just emerged from her anus!

After she had cleaned Big Ben's massive cock with her tongue, Mai opened her bright, clear eyes and asked, "Who else wants to fuck me?"

Hearing this, everyone in the room converged on her to begin the next round of battle.

The entire afternoon was spent exploring every orifice available for penetration. If I had to guess, her favorites were: Big Ben in her vagina, Bob in her anus, and her performing oral sex on Arthur and me.

Even more surprising was that every time someone ejaculated, she drank it all, using her tongue to lick our shafts and testicles clean, and finally sliding her tongue into our anuses.

Finally, when the afternoon was winding down, I asked Mai why she had suddenly become so wanton.

She paused for a moment and replied, "I don't know. Maybe it's because Big Ben gave me this kind of pleasure!"

That was the crux of it. I followed up, "What about me? Have I never given you that kind of pleasure?"

Mai answered instantly, "Darling, forgive me, but you don't have a twenty-centimeter cock."

There it was: my wife has a preference for large men.

Mai promised us that she would do this every Sunday from now on. Over the course of the season, she was fucked by fifteen different men, some of whom were even strangers she met on the street. Two weeks ago, she even slept with eight men at once, and she had mastered the art of deep-throating. In fact, she could now take a twenty-centimeter shaft like Big Ben's into her mouth without any difficulty at all.

Mai is actually planning to start taking clients as a side job, but that is another story.

Oh, and one more thing! Mai actually *did* have condoms with her that day. The only thing I still can't wrap my head around is... how on earth did she know exactly what was going to happen that afternoon?