Helping his wife have an affair 1

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"Helping My Wife Have an Affair" (Part 1) 1-2

Author: Liao Liao Liao
(Part 1) Unrelated to Love

1.
My name is Wang Bing, and I'm 33 years old. My wife, Xiao Wan, is 31. Although women's appearances tend to age, my wife is a white-collar worker who takes good care of herself and looks no different from a 24 or 25-year-old woman. I always feel that we are not a good match. Looking at our appearances alone, I'm only 1.72 meters tall and look a bit older than my age, while Xiao Wan is 1.68 meters tall and weighs only 101 jin (55 kg), very slender and pretty.

Our families have a very close relationship; my relationship with Xiao Wan was established back in college, although she already had a boyfriend at that time. She only revealed this to me five years after our marriage. However, she always obeyed her parents, so she eventually came to be with me.

Regarding our sex life, I don't want to say anything; it's probably the same as most people's. The positions remained unchanged, and the frequency was still once every two weeks, lacking much enthusiasm; it felt like a routine.

Xiaowan appeared simple and honest on the surface, but deep down, a rebellious fire burned constantly. I used to live with her family, and I always got along well with her parents. She was always the one who caused problems, often unexpectedly throwing tantrums when things were calm. Eventually, her parents couldn't take it anymore and kicked us out of the small two-bedroom apartment my workplace had allocated to me.

After living alone, she turned her anger on me, often arguing and making a scene over trivial matters, causing me a lot of headaches. Although she would apologize obsequiously afterward, I knew she often sat silently by herself, never sharing her worries with me.

Later, something happened between us.

One day, after we made love, she told me she felt like her youthful passion was almost gone. I didn't say anything, but I felt the same way.

Life was like stagnant water in a pond, calm and uneventful. Everyone felt helpless, yet there was no good way to revive it.

Then one night, she came home late, her face flushed, as if she'd been drinking. I knew she was a business specialist and often had social engagements, so I didn't think much of it. But what happened that night shocked me. She acted as if it were our wedding night, clinging to me and making love three times. This was unprecedented. I'm a very observant person, and although I was exhausted, I still asked her why she was behaving so strangely that night.

She stared at me for a while and asked, "Do you have faith in our love?"

I thought for a moment and said, "I guess so."

She smiled, lowered her head, thought for a while, and whispered in my ear, "I'm seeing someone else."

I was shocked: "Are you serious? You want a divorce?"

She pushed me away: "Are you hoping I'll be the one to bring it up first?"

I shook my head in bewilderment: "No. I love you, you know that."

Then she told me she was just joking. However, tonight, someone confessed their love to her. Although she refused, she still let him kiss her.

"What!" I stared at her bright red lips, stunned.

"Who was it? Was it your colleague?"

She nodded, and I was furious.

"Look at you, didn't you say you were confident in our love? Your reaction is so strong, people are afraid to talk to you anymore." Then she turned over and went to sleep.

That night, I couldn't sleep, my mind filled with her passionate actions during sex, her delicate body writhing and moaning beneath me, and her words, whether true or false, my mind a jumbled mess.

I had a dream that night, it seemed to be in a university dormitory. I slept on the top bunk, and Xiao Wan was on the bottom bunk having sex with another man. I saw that beautiful body that had belonged entirely to me for the past seven years, now being pleasured by another man, the nectar that had only flowed for me for the past seven years now being teased by another man, overflowing with lust. I felt both heartbroken and inexplicably excited, and finally, I ejaculated.

2.

In the following weeks, she didn't show any abnormalities, but her mood was rather low. We didn't have sex again.

One night, after she showered, she curled up on the edge of the bed in her semi-transparent lingerie, looking very alluring. I couldn't resist and tried to make love to her, but she refused. I asked her why, and she listlessly said, "Nothing, it's just not interesting."

I got angry: "Sex with me isn't interesting? But when a colleague kisses you, it's interesting?"

Her eyes lit up: "Interesting!! It's really interesting! More interesting than having sex with you. Two people, like puppets on strings, year after year, it's better not to do it at all!!"

I was overwhelmed; her fervor terrified me: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I won't hold it against her, really."

The third night, her fervor erupted again, and we entwined all night, making love three times.

After I showered, she hugged me and whispered, "There's something I need you to confess. This afternoon, I went down the elevator with him, and he kissed me again."

I felt like I was in a Finnish bath; one moment I was extremely passionate, and the next my heart had plummeted to freezing point.

"You let him kiss you?"

She looked at me and said, word by word, "I gave him a deep kiss."

"Do you want to leave me?" After a moment, I mustered all my courage and asked her.

"Listen to me, we've been married for seven years. Your love has molded me into a fixed woman. I'm only meant for you, and you're only meant for me. I'll never leave you in this lifetime. But, I don't know why, there's always a fire burning inside me, making me feel so uncomfortable. Maybe it's like flying a kite. I'm soaring in the sky, and if I leave your tether on the ground, I'll surely perish. But without the wind, I feel like half-dead."

I knew what she meant. Our mundane life had become utterly tiresome; who wouldn't want to try something new and exciting?

That's just Xiao Wan's personality. I knew I couldn't stop her.

"Then what do you want?" My heart raced, filled with fear and a hidden longing.

The scene from my dream flashed before my eyes: that incredibly thick penis, moistened with Xiao Wan's love juice as lubricant, plunged into her slightly parted, bright red labia, penetrating deep inside, causing her vulva to swell slightly.

"It's getting a bit cold, how about I buy you a hat?" I asked

, somewhat bewildered. "I don't like wearing hats, but one would be fine."

She gave me a mysterious smile: "A green hat. Do you like it?" Then she laughed loudly.

I pounced on her, grabbing her neck: "You slut! I'll strangle you!"

Beneath me, her face turned purple from my grip, but her eyes were filled with pleasure.

When I released her, she gasped, "I'm a slut! I'm a whore!"

I slapped her twice more, then she pressed herself against me: "I'm very horny, I just got fucked, if you like, fuck me again!"

I pushed her onto the bed and tore open her underwear.

"Come here, my little nipples have just been played with, and here, my little hole, and the things that person left behind, you can eat them."

Hearing this, I became extremely excited and fucked her hard. Xiao Wan's vagina was also very tight, which felt incredibly good to me.

As we were going at it, for some reason, her vagina began to contract slightly, and a raging fire burned inside me: "What's wrong with you here? It's so tight, I've never felt this before." I asked her.

"Uh...uh...I've never felt this before either...it feels so good..."

"Is it because...is it because you want to go out and fool around with other men, is that it?"

"Yes, yes, I...I'm thinking...about him fucking me! Don't talk, please! Move faster! I'm having an orgasm! Oh! Ah!!!"

"I'll fuck you to death! You slut!"

My eyes were blazing with fire. Xiao Wan's first orgasm wasn't because of my performance, but because of her sexual fantasies of having sex with another man. Jealousy, envy, rage, immense desolation, and emptiness—my emotions went through several cycles in just a few seconds.

"Do you want him to fuck me? His dick is huge. He'll definitely fuck me to death."

"You slut, if you want to be fucked, go ahead. I don't believe he's better than me." Perhaps it was emptiness, perhaps it was expectation, perhaps it was a masochistic mentality, but I made up my mind. If it's going to rain, it's going to rain; if a mother wants to remarry, she'll let it be.

"Hmm, I want to try and see who can fuck me the best, okay, dear husband!"

"Go ahead, I don't want a slut like you."

"You agree?" She excitedly raised her upper body, hugged me tightly, and moaned even more wantonly.

"Helping My Wife to Have an Affair" (Part 1) 3-4

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3.

The next day, after I got up, I saw that she had already gotten up and prepared breakfast for me, and brought it to my bedside. This was rare. She never cooked, and for so many years, I had been the one serving her.

"Thank you." I smiled and ate.

“From now on, I’ll serve you like this every day.”

“Why?”

“Because,” she rolled her eyes at me, her face flushed, “you’ll definitely be unhappy if I cheat on you, so this is the only way I can make it up to you.”

Thinking back to last night, I felt a surge of emotion I’d never felt before. I looked at her and nodded silently.

Although we had reached an agreement, we still needed to discuss the specifics of how to proceed.

She gave me a guarantee that this wouldn’t affect our marital relationship. I tore it up—how could it not have an impact? If anyone found out, this guarantee would only make me lose face. Two days

later, after we finished, I asked her, “What kind of person is this colleague you mentioned? Why are you so infatuated with him? How are things between you two now?”

She blushed like a girl just starting out in love: “Actually, he’s just an average person, except he looks a bit like my college friend, and he’s quite charming. I do have some feelings for him. You know, I like tall men, and he’s taller than you. He’s 1.8 meters.” I became even more jealous, but I tried hard not to show it.

“He used to work with me in general trade, and later, because he did well, the manager promoted him to business specialist. A few days ago, to express his gratitude, he treated me to dinner. After drinking some wine, he said he really liked me. Although I firmly refused at the time, deep down, I quite liked it when a tall, somewhat charming man like him expressed his love to me.”

Then she paused and asked me probingly, “Are you jealous?”

I sighed, “I don’t get jealous for no reason. Since you’re going to sleep with him sooner or later, I’m asking you for one thing: just sleep with him these next couple of days. Don’t keep teasing me. To be honest, these days, I haven’t even been able to concentrate on work.”

She threw herself into my arms, “I… I know I’ll hurt you.” Then she cried.

I patted her back, and she whispered in my ear, “I want to sleep with him tomorrow and the day after. Just thinking about his tall body pressing down on me makes my desire burn!”

I hugged her and tried to push her onto the bed again. She laughed and pushed me away: "Don't tire yourself out. I was just teasing you a bit. Haven't you noticed? Our relationship is still pretty good, and our sex life is even more passionate. Don't deny it, men also like this kind of excitement. They just haven't realized it yet."

I nodded. She continued, "Later, he started pursuing me. I've already told you about that day. He kissed me in the elevator, and I really liked it. Then he asked me for more, and I said I couldn't betray my husband. After I said that, he was very upset, but I was even more upset, and then I hugged him. That's how our relationship went."

"So far, you haven't done anything to betray me? Really, that's all? Can you swear? Be careful, Sadako from The Ring might come looking for you."

She was really afraid of Sadako, and she lowered her head, stammering for a long time before finally saying, "I let him touch me."

"Upper body or lower body?" I asked, my erection returning.

She smiled and reached out to touch me. "I knew men liked this kind of thing too. Don't ask where I touched you, we didn't sleep together anyway."

"You know, our city is small, I'm terrified my friends will find out. It's too embarrassing."

"If we arrange things properly, no one will know. He's a very cautious person. You went on our company's spring outing last time, didn't you? He even shook your hand. He said you're a good person, and he's really conflicted, he doesn't want to hurt you."

"Hmph, doesn't want to hurt me? He already touched me, and he still says that!" I finally remembered the young man. He was tall and handsome, like a movie star. No wonder my wife liked him. If I had a daughter, I might even hope he would be my son-in-law.

Looking at her longing expression, I felt a deep sadness. Seven years of ordinary marriage, eight years of loving affection—in this world of promiscuity and indulgence, it was nothing special. A husband with a third-degree disability and a meager income barely enough to support himself was easily overlooked. It was such a common story; ordinary people like us could only go with the flow.

She seemed to suddenly understand my feelings, cupped my face in her hands, and asked, "Do you still love me?"

I pushed her hands away and shook my head.

"But I still love you, really, Wang Bing. I'm not a woman who lies. You know that." Her voice trembled slightly.

"I believe you. I mean, I don't know. Maybe love is just love, it doesn't need any additional conditions?"

"What conditions?"

"Like… loyalty, chastity, faithfulness."

"That has nothing to do with love. Sex is just a physical need, at most related to feelings."

"Don't you think that's an excuse?" I was already somewhat forgiving her.

“I don’t need excuses for anything, you know me. All I need is your understanding, forgiveness, and unchanging love.”

I kissed her as she nestled into my arms.

“What arrangements do you want?” I asked her.

“He doesn’t have a place to stay either, he’s still staying in a dormitory. This city is too small, if we go to a hotel, people will find out sooner or later.”

Hearing this, my senses, dulled by my injury, began to stir slightly, a wave of pain and excitement washing over me. She, like a young girl in the throes of first love, no longer paid attention to these details.

"Only when we come, come," she said, glancing at me furtively, "to our house."

I said, "Our house isn't very soundproof. If you, you, make too much noise during sex, people will still know."

Hearing this, my wife became very excited, already in the mood, throwing herself into my arms, murmuring, "Don't worry, we'll turn on the TV and turn the volume up to the maximum."

"Don't you dare make any loud noises!"

"I, I don't know," her eyes became misty, as she took off her clothes, touching her two alluring, glistening breasts, "I'll try my best to control myself. I'm just afraid I won't be able to."

"The best time is at night. I'll sleep at the company and leave this place for you two adulterers."

"Thank you."

"This place can't be for him to play with." I touched her pert nipples, my jealousy flaring.

"How can we play like this?!"

"You have to wear a condom. You can't ejaculate inside."

"He's still a virgin, it's his first time, let him have his fun. Be generous, my dear husband!" She took off her panties again and snuggled into my arms.

"Also, when you're moaning, you can't call me 'dear husband,' 'dear brother.' You can only call me that."

"Hmm, I'm going to moan, even my body will be thoroughly violated by him, moaning a couple of times won't hurt." Then, she thought for a moment, raised her face seriously, looked at me, and reminded me: "I'm telling you the truth, this isn't some story made up on those porn forums, it's something that's about to happen, you know?!"

"I know. It's just that I feel really awkward. I wonder what it will be like when you're in someone else's arms?"

"Even more wanton, even more slutty." She spread her two slender legs to welcome me.

"You two adulterers are having fun together, and your husband still has to sleep at the company? You're so heartless!" I started to thrust in hard. Thinking about this wonderful place, about to be penetrated by another penis, I no longer felt any sadness, only boundless desire. Perhaps she was right; this had nothing to do with love.

"Don't worry, I'll call your name when I'm about to lose you."

"Really?"

"I will, my dear bastard husband. Your wife is about to be played with and lost, played to death. Are you happy?"

"Yes, I'll be happy. But you must tell me how many times he's played with you before!" I thrust hard into her deepest part.

"Ah, so good!! I will, I'll tell you."

4.
The next evening, Xiao Wan told me she wanted to do it with him the next night and said she wanted to ask the young man to meet me that afternoon.

"What's his name?"

She rolled her eyes at me: "Your wife is about to be played with by him, and you can't even remember his name? Didn't I tell you? His name is Huang Yang."

"I disliked him the first time I saw him. I always felt he was unreliable, like a gigolo." No one could expect me to say anything good about someone who was about to sleep with my wife.

"This gigolo is going to play with your wife without restraint. And, your wife is the one who let him play with her." She said to me with a smile.

"I disagree."

"Don't worry, honey, he just wants to try something new, and I promise you'll have an unexpected thrill!"

"After you're done, you have to change the sheets!" I was really concerned about this. Just imagine, my wife and that guy's wetness, and I have to be in close contact with it—how disgusting!

"Don't worry, after I'm done with him, I'll thoroughly clean myself before welcoming you in!"

Finally, after explaining everything, I could finally sleep peacefully.

The next afternoon, I was very busy at work when Xiao Wan called from home, saying, "Huang Yang is here. Come back."

I wondered, did this really need a formal meeting? I hesitated on the phone. Then a pleasant male voice came through the receiver: "Brother Wang, hello, this is Xiao Huang. Do you have time now? I think this matter is quite sensitive; could we meet first?"

I was immediately displeased. Of course you know the gravity of this matter, yet you still say it's sensitive. "No, no. Do it if you want, it's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal. If you don't want to, forget it." There was silence on the other end of the line. After a while, he seemed to sigh.

I hung up

. Around 7 PM, Xiao Wan called from home, her voice cold: "Come back and sleep." Then she hung up.

When I got home, I saw only Xiao Wan; that guy was already gone. Xiao Wan's face was ashen, and she gave me a cold glare. "Come back to sleep. I'm going back to my parents' house."

"What happened?"

"You still ask? With your attitude, who would dare to do anything? He apologized repeatedly, did nothing, and left. Now you're satisfied, are

n't you?" "What am I supposed to say to him when we meet? Beg him to take my wife's body, thank him for playing with her flesh, you've worked hard?!"

"Because with marriage, you can indeed take me whenever you want, but you need to understand one thing: I am not your private property. In this world, only I have complete control over my own body. Besides you, I can choose someone else to take me. My soul is free. Wang Bing, you are a very rigid person. Living with you has made my heart almost numb. I can't continue with you. If I continue, my love for you will completely disappear, and my hatred for you will grow stronger every day."

After saying this, Xiao Wan picked up her bag and left, and I couldn't stop her. For some reason, while I felt relieved, I also felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness and desolation.

As I lay in bed, a strange thought kept running through my mind: if I had come back and met him this afternoon, what would the scene be like on this bed right now? Xiao Wan would definitely be naked, pressed down on him, or held in his arms, her delicate body trembling and her legs outstretched, the two of them passionately making love, white foam rising from the water, perhaps he had already ejaculated several times, each time shooting deep into my beloved wife's vagina.

As I thought about it, I masturbated while calling Xiaowan. After the phone rang several times, Xiaowan answered: "What else do you want to say? I'm going to sleep."

"Xiaowan, it's my fault. I was wrong. Come back."

"No, I'm fed up with this kind of life."

"Can you give me Huang Yang's phone number? I want to contact him. Come back now."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. "I'm afraid of you, afraid you can't take it, really, don't force yourself."

"Listen, I want you to do it in front of me, I'll accept it."

"Really?"

"It's my first time with him, I won't use a condom." Her voice was low and menacing, as if she were testing my limits.

"You have to make him ejaculate inside, and don't let his fluids spill out." I was about to ejaculate, and my breathing was becoming increasingly uneven.

"Are you masturbating? Don't ejaculate, wait until we do it in front of you, okay? I'll call him back now."

"I'll give him the ejaculation."

"You're so shameless! Now you're asking someone to play with your wife. A man's upper and lower halves are sometimes contradictory!"

She gave me her phone number.

I didn't hesitate any longer and dialed. Huang Yang's voice came through.

At that moment, my mood calmed down a little.

"This is Brother Wang, Xiao Huang, come to my house!"

"Brother Wang, I know."

When Xiao Wan returned, Huang Yang and I had already been chatting for a while.

"Wait in the inner room for a bit. Don't rush!"

Xiao Wan stamped her foot, her face slightly flushed, and gave Huang Yang a charmingly coquettish look. She jumped up and down, pouting at me, "What nonsense are you talking about! Who's in a rush? Who's calling someone so late, asking them to play with your wife..." Being a woman after all, she was too embarrassed to continue and ran to the inner room, covering her face.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, Xiao Wan and I, now and in the future, only have desire, not love. I swear to you, I will never break you two up..." And she still wants a future? This guy is greedy! I felt a little angry. I don't know why, we had been talking so well just now, but as soon as Xiao Wan came back, I felt uncomfortable again. I was silent for a while.

Huang Yang saw my expression, didn't say anything, offered me a cigarette, and lit one for himself.

A few minutes later, Xiao Wan came out, looked at us, and walked to my side: "Husband, I'm sorry. You... really want to stay?"

I nodded: "Xiao Huang, you two go in."

Xiao Wan pulled Huang Yang into the house. At the door, she turned back and looked at me again: "Husband, come in."

I couldn't resist Xiao Wan's charm, and followed her into the house.

《Helping My Wife Have an Affair (Part 1) - 5

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5.

Our bedroom was really small, and all three of us standing by the bed felt a little awkward.

Xiao Wan suddenly laughed: "What's wrong? Everyone looks so serious, like they're having a funeral with a dead person on the bed."

Huang Yang also laughed: "Brother Wang, I'm sorry, I'm going to have to take your love. Are there any rules today?"

Xiao Wan punched him: "What rules? We're husband and wife today. You decide the rules." Then she giggled and pounced on the bed.

"Brother Wang, do you have any condoms?"

"No." I said as I walked to the foot of the bed, watching Xiao Wan spread her arms and legs seductively, and I started to feel aroused.

"Oh, then... don't worry, I won't ejaculate inside Xiao Wan."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Wan nodded at my head: "Hey, what did that person agree to on the phone?"

I cursed the little slut under my breath and said to Huang Yang, "Just shoot inside."

Huang Yang scratched his head: "Today's events are a bit interesting. Xiao Wan, didn't you say I'm your husband tonight, and I'm here to set the rules? My rule is, you stand next to Brother Wang first and take off your clothes one by one and give them to Brother Wang. Brother Wang, everyone's been letting loose today, so don't mind. In a little while, you'll bring Xiao Wan naked into my arms."

"You're so mean! You're so bad!" Xiao Wan could only blush and get up, walking to my side.

"Here." Xiao Wan's voice was very soft. She lowered her head, unhooked her outer bra, and then threw the clothes, still warm from her body, to me, revealing her curvaceous and beautiful body.

I stared at Xiao Wan in disbelief. She then slowly unhooked her bra, completely exposing her upper body. Her red nipples, stimulated by lust, were already erect, as if yearning for Huang Yang's caresses.

At this moment, Huang Yang joked, "Xiao Wan, your little nipples are so beautiful!"

Xiao Wan glanced at him and said softly, "Now, they're all yours." Then she opened her arms, waiting for Huang Yang to hug her.

Unexpectedly, Huang Yang said, "I just laid down the rules; you have to take everything off."

Xiao Wan's cheeks flushed red: "Give my husband some face."

"Keep taking them off!" I said in a rough voice.

"But you said it. You'll regret it!" Xiao Wan challenged, unbuckling her belt. She usually liked wearing pants because her legs were long and shapely, making her look very slender.

When she pulled down her pants, revealing her long and beautiful legs, even Huang Yang's eyes widened.

"You take off my shoes and socks," she said, smiling at me.

This was going to be the death of me. Xiao Wan usually wore black leather shoes and black socks. Her feet were very slender, and the black socks looked incredibly alluring through their sheer fabric. Xiao Wan knew that I was most fascinated by her feet. When we first got married, I swore that if I could possess those feet exclusively, it would be like owning the whole world.

I knelt down, caressing her feet as I removed her socks.

She looked down at me with a smile, subtly showing me her plump toes.

Finally, Xiao Wan looked at me defiantly, and slowly, very slowly, she took off her small panties. She held them in her hand, waved them at me, and then suddenly covered my face with them. The smell was intoxicating!

"Give me to him. Beg him to possess me," Xiao Wan said to me in a trembling voice. I picked up the light and graceful Xiao Wan. She wrapped her arms around my neck and said, "Go to the outer room. The sounds will be more exciting. I swear to you." I nodded.

At that moment, Huang Yang also quickly removed all his clothes and took Xiao Wan from me.

As the door behind me closed, besides indescribable pain, I felt a complex feeling that was hard to put into words. The lingering scent and warmth of Xiaowan's body on my hands felt like her last feelings for the world as she lay dying, so precious! I kissed my hands while tears streamed down my face, my lower body already unbearably hard.

"Honey, Brother Huang is touching me. Hmm...you're so naughty, you can't, how can you touch me there?"

"What place is that?"

"My little nipples, you're teasing them so itchy, so hard...hmm, no, you're touching and sucking at the same time, I can't take it anymore."

"No, you can't touch there, that's my forbidden zone, ah, it feels so good! I'm coming! Honey, I'm coming."

"No, don't touch my little clitoris, my husband has never played like this before, it feels so good, hurry, hurry, I'm going to die!"

"It's inside, I'm yours now! Your ****, so hard, so thick, so hot!"

"So deep! Honey, dear brother, my little dear brother, I'm going to be fucked to death by you!"

I listened while masturbating. In my hallucination, Xiao Wan's moans seemed to penetrate the heavy walls of confinement, echoing repeatedly in the sky above this city of desire, fully expressing the sounds of female lust.

When she was about to lose control, she actually called out my name: "I'm about to give it to him, I'm his woman! I'm going to give it to him, I'm going to die, deeper...! You bastard, come in."

I pushed open the door and went in. Xiao Wan was lying on the bed like a female dog, her hands gripping the headboard. Huang Yang was holding her waist, their genitals tightly connected. Xiao Wan's cries had gradually weakened, her head drooping limply, but her smooth, fragrant buttocks were still struggling in their death throes, swaying involuntarily against Huang Yang's hips.

It wasn't until Huang Yang thrust in several more times with great force that Xiao Wan cried out again: "I felt it, your... semen... all came inside, spreading into my flower... oh... so good!"

Then she turned her head, her hair disheveled, her face flushed, and glistening with sweat, looking at me and saying, "Husband, I feel so good."

Huang Yang slowly pulled out his wet penis. In the dim light, several strands of clear love fluid were still dangling from the head of his penis, connected to Xiao Wan's red vulva.

Xiao Wan rolled over, leaning wearily against Huang Yang's chest, letting him caress her tenderly. Her skin flushed, and she moaned softly. Her full, proud body seemed unable to withstand the ravages of lovemaking; the afterglow of her orgasm lingered, still trembling slightly. Her recently swollen areolas were slowly fading, and her long, snow-white thighs were bent, one overlapping the other. From the sparse green pubic hair at the base of her thighs, spurts of white semen oozed from her swollen vulva, flowing down her thighs onto the sheets. The room was filled with a faint, fishy smell.

Huang Yang looked at me: "Brother Wang, come on."

I quickly undressed and got into bed. Xiao Wan glanced at me seductively, covering her mouth and chuckling: "You don't mind, do you? The sheets are covered in what he and I left behind, and there's still a lot here! Maybe I should go wash it off." She pointed to her slightly swollen vulva, wet with her own fluids.

"Little Huang, why don't you go back first? You're welcome to come again later." As soon as I finished speaking, I realized I'd made a grammatical error. Xiao Wan laughed heartily.

"Go ahead, Brother Huang. You're welcome to come and play with me again later." Xiao Wan waved to him.

After Huang Yang left, Xiao Wan threw herself into my arms again, looking up at me and asking, "Husband, do you hate me?"

"No, I don't hate you. You said before that it has nothing to do with love." There was another sentence I didn't say: Xiao Wan, this has nothing to do with you personally either. In this strange and frightening era, lust, money, ego, and indulgence shine brighter and brighter than ever. We've all participated in their worship, and this isn't anyone's fault.

"Husband, I love you so much. I just had three orgasms, each one more intense than the last. Please don't hate me. Why can't a woman have two men at the same time? My love for you hasn't diminished at all; it's increased tenfold."

I hugged Xiao Wan tightly, my hand touching her wet, sticky buttocks. I raised my hand to smell them—they were so tantalizing! I knew these things were what caused me to lose a pure and loving wife forever, but at the same time, I suddenly understood something: rather than accepting her emotional estrangement, I would rather accept her physical impurity.

"Not all the fluid left yet?" I looked down at Xiao Wan's vulva; a few strands of white fluid remained on her labia minora. Xiao Wan, seeing how closely I was looking, was mortified.

I straightened my hard penis and slowly inserted it.

Her vulva was incredibly hot, slippery, and sticky. As I went deeper, the fluids from Huang Yang and Xiao Wan flowed all over my penis. With the help of this lubricant, I easily reached Xiao Wan's deepest point.

Xiao Wan cried out, "Oh!"

Under the stimulation and envelopment of that hot flow, my penis felt incredibly comfortable and firm.

Xiao Wan winked and gave me a mischievous smile: "How was it? Pretty comfortable, right?"

I yelled and ejaculated in just two seconds. Six

months later, Huang Yang left the company, and Xiao Wan and I finally returned to a normal life. Xiao Wan had sex with him no less than fifty times. Several times we didn't use condoms. Finally, she got pregnant with his child. I really wanted to keep the child, but Xiao Wan secretly had an abortion without my consent. Then she started applying to go abroad, and at her insistence, I divorced her.

After that, I achieved some success in my career and found a pretty girl named Xiao Ling. She was very lively, which perfectly complemented my dull personality. After some time, I remarried.

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1.

At my wedding with Xiao Ling, a friend got drunk and loudly said to me, "Brother Wang, everyone says you and Xiao Ling aren't a good match."

Then everyone burst into laughter.

It's fine that I'm not tall, but the pressure in my career and the ups and downs in my life over the past few years have made me look like I'm almost forty, not 34. "Just consider it as me adopting a daughter," I said to everyone with a self-deprecating smile.

Xiaoling was petite and delicate, about 1.6 meters tall, with a dignified yet charming appearance. She had a small, oval face and two captivating, large eyes that were incredibly alluring. Her sharp, arched eyebrows gave her a spirited look; you could easily believe she was eighteen or nineteen.

Xiaoling smiled at everyone and said, "Husband and Dad." She nestled close to me, looking incredibly endearing.

After we got married, I quit my job and started my own company. Business was incredibly busy, and for a period (about two months), I was almost never home. Xiaoling would invite a group of classmates and friends over to have fun at our house. One time when I came home, one of her classmates who was temporarily staying at my place asked in surprise who I was, wondering if I had the wrong house.

Because of these things, I felt guilty, but Xiaoling was very understanding: "Honey, just focus on your big career. I really understand you and support you completely. Earn more money so that if we have children, I can send them to piano and dance lessons, and even to high school abroad. All of that costs money."

I nodded silently, unsure how to tell her: I'd secretly had tests done, and I had a congenital infertility condition; I couldn't have children.

A year later, my company finally got on track and was operating smoothly. I found a good assistant and could return to my family.

Twice-weekly sex, our sweet nothings felt like the calendar wasn't turning over day by day, but week by week, month by month. I realized I had a psychological problem: I'd lost interest in normal sex (even with the same positions). Xiaoling's interest in it also gradually faded. We tried some methods, made some changes and adjustments, but nothing worked.

I wonder if it's because of the age gap. I'm really not interested in her topics, and I'm quite a closed-off and self-centered person. She tried to change me, from popular tastes and fashion topics to everyday life and family matters. It seems like everything she did was full of charm, but when I got my hands on it, it became a laughable, embarrassing, and boring affair. In the end, I didn't achieve the effect she wanted.

A small thing in life happened suddenly and ultimately changed our lives.

2.
That night, we made love, and Xiaoling went to bed early. After showering in the bathroom, I suddenly felt like I was dying, wondering what the point of living was. Was that what you call love? It was more like a couple's workout, completely meaningless. Who says that plain and simple is true love? That's bullshit!

I couldn't help but recall my experience with Xiaowan. Sometimes she would ask me to sleep at the company, and when things got passionate, she would call me to let me hear their lovemaking. She would also let me eavesdrop, or we would have a threesome. By the end of the night, we would all be exhausted.

Thinking and thinking, I started masturbating.

Just as things reached their climax, the door suddenly opened, and Xiaoling and I stared at each other, both of us speechless!

"Honey, why are you like this? Is it because I can't satisfy you?" Xiaoling wiped the mess from my clothes and asked softly, looking down at me.

"No, you misunderstood. You can satisfy me."

"Then why?"

"I don't know, I just feel... I feel this kind of life is too... something's not right."

"What do you mean, too... something's not right? I don't understand what you mean. Are you thinking of going out

and having some fun?" "That's not what I mean. I don't really like that kind of thing; it's decadent. I mean, don't you feel that way? When we first got married, we were all quite interested, and life was pretty lively. But lately, day after day, repeating the same scenes, performing the same positions, how do you feel?"

"That's life. What more do you want?"

I was speechless.

"Hey, when you were doing that by yourself just now, were you thinking about some beautiful woman? I've heard that when people masturbate, they have an imaginary sexual partner, or they imagine certain scenarios."

"Um, well, I wasn't thinking about anyone." I was embarrassed and wanted to avoid the topic.

"Tell me, who were you thinking about? Maybe I can help you. Let's play some role-playing games, that would be fun."

I couldn't resist Xiaoling's insistence, so I told her, "This is a very dirty and obscene story, not suitable for children. It might be bad for you if you hear it."

Xiaoling immediately became interested. She twisted in my arms, her smooth upper body bare, "I want to hear it!"

I regretted it as soon as I opened my mouth. How could I tell her something like this? In her eyes, I've always been a successful, dignified, and morally self-disciplined man. What would she think of me?!

"...You really are like that!" Xiaoling's eyes nearly popped out of her head after hearing this. "Oh my god, you're so pitiful, baby! That pair of scoundrels! That Xiaowan, she deserves it!" She hugged my head, tears welling up, making me both laugh and cry: it's true what they say: "You are not a fish, how can you know the fish's joy?" I could only quietly explain to her some of my special feelings.

After hearing my detailed description, Xiaoling spat several times, her face turning red, and she began to pant.

"You men, so shameless! And your ex-wife, that little slut! I would rather die than do that!"

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe one day, you'll be lying here naked, being played with by another man!"

Hearing my sentimental words, Xiaoling's eyes burned with passion: "I'll only let you touch me, only you in this world can play with me! Come on, let's do it now!" She pulled down her panties with one hand and began to undo my bra with the other.

Half an hour later, she asked me about it again: "Why did you still divorce her? Didn't you like these kinds of romantic escapades?"

"Her and I were introduced, so our relationship wasn't very solid. Unlike you and me, it was love at first sight, mutual affection."

"I don't believe you. I've seen her picture; she's very beautiful. Your biggest flaw is that you can't lie to women, I know. At least you love her as much as you love me. I don't know who your true love is." Xiaoling sounded a little sour.

"Actually, her pregnancy and subsequent abortion were just an excuse for my divorce. That's all I can say, because she's not the kind of woman who settles down. She's the kind of person destined to wander for life. Do you know where she is now? She's already obtained permanent residency in Panama, but who knows, maybe in less than six months, she'll be drifting to Africa again."

I knew in my heart who my true love was. She wasn't a kite; she was the wind itself. You couldn't hold her back. She was ethereal and otherworldly.

"I understand. You divorce her not only to free yourself, but also to free her."

Afterwards, to please me, Xiaoling started a role-playing game with me in bed.

"Husband, ah, you're not my husband, who are you? How did you get on my bed! Get out, don't touch me! Oh, husband, help! No, you can't do this, you're not allowed to touch me there, I'm very sensitive. Husband, where are you? He's about to enter me, oh, my little petals are already open, I'm starting to get wet, oh, um... I beg you, please don't go in, really, I can't betray my husband,"

she truly got into character and began to struggle desperately, but at the same time, she was also getting very wet.

"No, you can only stay inside for a little while, you can't move. Oh, it feels so good, you're so big, even bigger than my husband's. You can only move a little bit, not too much, because, because if you move like that, I'll lose control. Oh, it feels so good, move, I beg you to move, just don't ejaculate inside! Ah! So deep, you're going to kill me! I've given you everything today, I... a little deeper, before my husband comes back, do whatever you want. Ah, you've made me lose myself, you've messed up my heart, I'm going to die! Ejaculate inside, I want to get pregnant with a wild man's child, so powerful, ah..."

She really liked this game, but I felt it wasn't enough, after all, Xiaowan had given me too much stimulation.

I asked her if we could bring real-life characters into our play, and she blushed: "Are you kidding me! That will cause trouble!"

"What kind of trouble?" I thought there was a chance.

But she pinched me hard: "I won't! Whether it's friends or colleagues, you're so shameless!" She wasn't stupid!

3.
For a while, I made almost no progress on how to help my wife have an affair. She firmly rejected any suggestions I made, saying, "I'm not a woman like Xiaowan; I only know how to love my husband!"

Later, I came up with a plan. After several attempts, I gained access to her OICQ (her password was actually my birthday). I had several OICQ friends online, two of whom were men: one was a man nearing fifty who worked in sports, and the other was a young man about her age.

I created my own OICQ account and contacted them. The older man was very impatient with me: "I don't chat with men." I spent a lot of time explaining my intentions to him. The young man was quite nice and chatted with me a lot. The older man's online nickname

was "Old Cat." He was a widower, formerly a track and field athlete, and now a middle school physical education teacher. He had a wealth of social experience and was a real old lecher. He said that Xiaoling had taken the initiative to contact him. I actually started to believe it; Xiaoling did have a father complex and preferred to interact with more mature people.

He said they chatted almost every few days, talking about all sorts of random things, making rambling, nonsensical jokes. Xiaoling enjoyed chatting with him and thought he had a great sense of humor.

Xiaoling even sent him a picture of herself in a business suit with her hair styled in a young woman's bun. He told me, "You're quite the ladies' man. Your wife is very pretty."

I asked him, "Have you ever thought about sleeping with her?" After a few minutes, he replied, "I tried. I wanted to ask her out, but she absolutely refused. She loves you very much."

Then he asked me what I meant. I said, "If you want to sleep with her, I can help you."

He said, "Can't you?"

I said, "It's not a problem in that area, it's a mental problem, or maybe it's not even a problem, just that my tastes are too different."

He took several minutes to answer me: "I'm very good in that area, I've been with no less than a hundred women. However, your wife is too delicate and too young. I'm afraid she can't handle it if I'm with her. Besides, it also depends on her own willingness, which is a big problem." I told him that I would find a way to solve this problem, but our contact had to be kept absolutely secret, and Xiaoling must not find out.

The little boy named Afei (that name really doesn't sound good) was a junior from the same school as Xiaoling. I talked to him a lot. He seemed to be me ten years ago, full of enthusiasm and mystery about women, especially married women, whom he longed for. His sexual history was short, only twice with his ex-girlfriend. I only asked him if he was interested in threesomes, and I immediately got a passionate response.

During this time, my sex life with Xiaoling remained the same. Perhaps women are born to enjoy acting; she never tired of this role-playing game and enjoyed it immensely. I, however, felt that it was becoming increasingly difficult, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to perform before each time.

I analyzed the risks of her having an affair and felt they weren't very high. I know she loves me very much and firmly believes she wouldn't betray me emotionally. Financially, she's already quit her job and is now completely dependent on me. I recently bought her a car, and she sometimes likes to drive around alone.

I hadn't contacted Lao Mao and A Fei for a while, but then one time I was online and Lao Mao was there too. I asked him how things were going with Xiao Ling. Lao Mao told me something that shocked me. One day, he asked Xiao Ling directly, in a concerned tone, how her sex life was. Xiao Ling openly told him some of the most private things about us. I felt a pang of jealousy. After he realized this, he comforted me, saying that she actually saw him as a shadow, not a real person.

I asked him how his plan to seduce my wife was going, and he replied, "This is probably the most absurd thing I've ever experienced. My wife is beautiful and loyal to me, while I'm constantly thinking about being cuckolded. I advise you to give up on that idea. I'm supposed to be the most experienced in this area, and I've thought this would work from the beginning, but so far, there's been no progress."

Later, I came up with a plan. I arranged to meet Afei. I had a good impression of him; he was a clean-cut and well-mannered young man. I discussed my plan with him. When I got back, I told Xiaoling, "I met a young man at work who graduated from your school. His name is something like that, he studied something like that, he's how old he is, etc." Xiaoling didn't react at first, but after thinking for a while, she said, "Maybe he's one of my online friends. The situation you described is similar to the guy I met."

I pretended to be surprised and said, "Seriously, I'm inviting him to my house for dinner tomorrow. It'll be a good opportunity for us to meet." But she felt a little awkward, saying that we chat a lot online, and meeting in person would be a bit embarrassing. I said, "What a coincidence!"

The next evening, that Ah Fei showed up. He knew my intentions, and after asking Xiao Ling a few questions about her background, he got to the point, saying, "Aren't you my online senior sister?" Xiao Ling laughed, and we exchanged nicknames, all saying, "What a small world!"

Xiao Ling was still a little nervous in front of me. I learned from Ah Fei that he had already tried to contact Xiao Ling online, and although she had rejected him, she had maintained contact with him, so naturally she felt a little awkward now.

Around 10 PM, after seeing Afei off, we made love that night. I forced Xiaoling to fantasize that Afei was her object of sexual desire. Xiaoling's face turned as red as the sunset. At first, she refused to let Afei be her sexual fantasy object, but when I stripped off her clothes and started licking her genitals, she broke down: "It's impossible, no, you can't do this, I have a husband, I'm very pure."

I said, "I've been trying to hook up with you online for a while now. Your husband has given me a chance, and I must satisfy you. He likes it too."

She weakly raised her head, her eyes flashing with lust: "How did you contact my husband?"

"Never mind that for now," I replied, "You smell so good here."

She was extremely pleased with my care, her limbs tightly wrapped around me: "Fuck me."

I asked her, "Who will fuck you?"

She sighed: "Let Afei fuck me, I agree."

I was overjoyed. That night, I was divinely inspired, exploring Xiaoling's genitals again and again. She kept calling my name, and also calling Afei's name.

Finally, nearing climax, I asked her, "Do you agree to let Afei's semen enter your little hole?"

She cried out, "Yes, yes, let him fuck me, I want his cock inside me." ( From

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4.
The next day, when I brought this up with her, she blushed and pretended not to remember what we'd said the night before. I smiled, knowing I was close to success.

I invited Afei again, and the three of us went to the countryside. She was very shy, bashful when she saw Afei. Later, during the picnic, I gestured for Afei to sit closer to her. At first, she avoided him, but later she silently allowed Afei to sit next to her (almost shoulder to shoulder). Afei and I chatted happily, while her face burned like fire, and she hardly said a word. Later, Afei told me that he had secretly touched her hand, and she had let him.

I knew I had to strike while the iron was hot, so that very evening I relayed Afei's invitation to dinner to her. She lowered her head, said nothing, and went straight back to her bedroom to lie on the bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought. I followed her in, hugged her, and asked, "What's your decision?" She countered, "Do you really think love and lust can be separated?" I looked into her eyes and nodded. She smiled and said that she actually thought so too. She told me that no matter what happened, she asked me to believe in her love for me. I was incredibly excited, knowing that the guy's penis was about to enter my wife's little hole.

Then she said shyly to me, "When do you want me to do 'that' with him?" I said, "That's up to you." She blushed and gritted her teeth, saying, "I can't let that brat have his way so easily. Although I'll become his food sooner or later, I still need to give him a little more time now. I won't give it to him tonight."

I nodded in agreement. That night, she deliberately dressed beautifully, wearing very little: a skirt that didn't go past her knees, long, thin stockings that accentuated her slender legs, and a silk dress that partially revealed her breasts. Her waist was slender and delicate, and her small, alluring feet were visible in black high heels. I was mesmerized.

She admired herself for a moment, then blushed when she saw me staring at her. She whispered, "It's a bit revealing, isn't it? Should I change?" I shook my head. Then she hugged me and murmured, "Tonight I'm going to let him take advantage of me. Wait for me at home, and I'll tell you."

I was incredibly excited: "Don't be shy. If it's too late... and you're not coming back, call me first."

She pushed me away, her face full of coquettish charm, and said, "Go away. I won't sleep with anyone so soon. I'll be back at ten." Then she gave me a deep kiss and left.

I don't know how I spent those few hours, my mind filled with fantasies: How did she and he kiss? Would she let him touch her nipples? Her body is very sensitive; what if he aroused her and they slept together that night?

She hadn't returned by ten o'clock, and I was so excited I almost wanted to masturbate. Finally, at eleven-thirty, she came back. She opened the door, glanced at me, and stood there with her head down, like a little girl who had done something wrong.

I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. As soon as she entered, she started undressing. After laying her down on the bed, I undressed myself and began to question her while caressing her.

I already knew without asking; her lipstick was completely gone. She must have kissed him. Her rosy, erect nipples, standing firm, had undoubtedly been caressed as well.

I asked her, "Where did he touch you?"

She smiled and shook her head: "Kissed, touched. Nothing else."

"How did he kiss you? How did he touch you?"

"He kissed me first, then I put my tongue in his mouth and let him savor it. Then he tried to unhook my bra, he was quite eager. I initially refused, but later I agreed."

"How did he touch you?"

"Well, I won't tell you! I was so wet down there, I wanted to make love to you."

I wasn't satisfied, so I asked Afei, and what he told me was much more interesting.

That day, Xiaoling went to his house. He first invited her for drinks, and they chatted quite a bit. Sitting on the sofa, he slowly began to embrace Xiaoling, who let him. Later, they started kissing.

According to him, Xiaoling was quite proactive afterward, even when he tightly pinched and pulled her nipples, she let him do as he pleased, almost collapsing onto the sofa. Then he half-pressed onto Xiaoling, their genitals pressed tightly together. He took off his underwear, his erect penis pressing against Xiaoling's almost soaked underwear, making her gasp. But when he tried to take things further, Xiaoling still refused him.

Afterward, I asked Xiaoling what her plans were for their relationship, and when she intended to have sex with him. Xiaoling smiled and said, "I don't know, I want to get to know him better."

Then she suggested that since her relationship with Afei hadn't reached the point of having sex, I shouldn't ask, otherwise she would feel very nervous. I nodded in agreement.

So, she met with Afei seven or eight times in a month. Every time she came back, we made love passionately, but I didn't ask her what kind of physical contact she had with Afei. My imagination ran wild. Sometimes I wondered, if she came back so late, was it because he stripped her naked and held her in his arms, making her moan and groan? Sometimes she would come back and change her clothes. Did he ejaculate on her clothes, or did she swallow his semen?

5.

Finally, another half month passed. One night, after we made love, she blushed and said to me, "Honey, I want to do it with him."

"Did you want to, or did he bring it up?" My heart almost jumped out of my chest.

"Yes...it was my idea. Actually, I almost lost control the last few times. He stripped me naked and licked almost my entire body. I...I even let him put his penis at the entrance of my vagina and rub it back and forth. I've lost control for him several times already, I just couldn't take it anymore..."

She trailed off, her voice barely audible. I was incredibly excited: "You little slut, why didn't you tell me?"

"You told me to be slutty! I'm a woman too. This kind of reaction...I've tried my best to keep my purity for you, I've already restrained myself enough!"

"Tonight, should we wear a condom?" I secretly hoped she would back down and hold onto her last line of defense, but I also hoped she would be completely wild tonight, letting me plunder her territory, enjoy her beautiful flesh, and pour my semen deep into her flower!

She took out a condom and waved it in front of me, blushing, looking incredibly cute: "This is my most private place, only you have that right!" I was both happy and slightly disappointed.

She then went back to the inner room to change her clothes. I followed her in, and we smiled at each other. I almost couldn't resist the urge to have sex with her right away, but she pushed me away, saying, "I've already done my hair."

Then she found a new dress and took off the one she was wearing. I looked at her long, shapely legs, as white as jade, and felt an indescribable pity: tonight, those legs would be lifted up by someone else, or wrapped around someone else's waist, with the inner thighs pressed tightly against another's vagina, welcoming someone else's penetration!

Then she smiled shyly and asked me, "What underwear should I wear?"

I breathed heavily and told her, "The one with the small blue floral pattern."

She snuggled into my arms and murmured, "Okay, when I come back, I'll bring that underwear back. You'll definitely like the smell!" Then she took off all her clothes and put on my favorite little panties.

Seeing me staring intently at her beautiful panties, she seemed to know what I was thinking. She sighed softly and said, "Tonight, someone else will take it off for you. But, what can you do when you like this kind of game, baby?"

"Will you come back tonight?" Of course, I hoped she would, but she just smiled and made a funny face: "Tonight is someone's first night of cheating, I want a complete night."

That night, she really didn't come back. At eleven o'clock, I thought Xiaoling's body might have completely surrendered, and her tight little hole might have a new guest. I couldn't help but have sex with her. At two o'clock, I thought she might have already given him several orgasms, so I had sex with her again.

Sometime in the night, the phone rang. I picked up the receiver and heard Xiaoling say in a hoarse voice, "Honey, a brain teaser game, can you hear what this sound is?" Then I heard a series of splashing sounds from inside, and I could also hear Xiaoling moaning in the distance. I held the receiver in one hand and started masturbating with the other.

"Was it good? Did you guess it? There's a prize if you guessed right!" After a while, Xiaoling's voice came through again.

"It's the sound of him fucking you, the sound of his cock going into your little hole!"

"Okay, I'll give you a prize."

Then I heard Xiaoling whisper to him, "It's that position, you hold me, and do it again."

Then I heard obvious sounds of flesh hitting flesh; I knew it was the sound of his testicles hitting Xiaoling's genitals. After a while, the rhythm of the sound slowed down noticeably, but Xiaoling's moans grew louder: "No, no, my husband is still listening, it's too deep, oh... don't tease my nipples, oh, don't rub my clitoris like that, I'm almost losing my soul! It's so beautiful!"

Half a minute later, Xiaoling screamed, "Husband, I'm losing it, I'm losing it with him." That was her prize for me. I ejaculated again.

By nine o'clock in the morning, Xiaoling still hadn't returned. I knew she must have been played with by him again. It wasn't until the afternoon that she staggered home. When she saw me, she covered her face.

I picked her up and threw her onto the bed: "Tell me, how did he do that to you?"

She snuggled into my arms, half-heartedly agreeing, "Well, like that," and I pressed further, "How did it feel?"

She giggled: "Of course, having an affair is exciting. To describe it in one word, it's awesome."

"And him?"

Xiaoling rolled her eyes at me. "Is that even a question? He ravished me inside and out, used every position imaginable. He held me, made me sit on his lap, face to face, kissing and penetrating me, doggy style, side-lying style."

"You just let him do that?" I felt a surge of jealousy.

She chuckled softly, "More than that, I even went along with him while he was doing it to me."

I was thrilled and started to attack her. As she went along with me, she took out her little blue floral panties and waved them in front of my face, "Honey, smell them, this is the fluid we produced together, kiss it!" I smelled a sour scent, and upon closer inspection, I saw yellow and white stains on them, truly a picture of wantonness.

"Which position do you enjoy the most when he's having sex with you?"

Xiaoling gasped loudly, "Of course, it's face-to-face, hugging him, that's the best!"

"Why?" "

Face-to-face, kissing him, offering my tongue for him to taste, he keeps transferring his saliva into my mouth, my nipples are tickled to death by him, and he's penetrating me, so thick and big, so tingly and numb, that feeling, it's like he's completely possessed my body and soul!"

"That's a position I've never tried before, you little slut, aren't you ecstatic? How many times have you come?"

"More than when I'm with you," Xiaoling shouted, her body trembling as she began to reach her climax.

"When you're having sex with him, do you think of your husband?"

"I think of you masturbating alone, your poor little dick with nowhere to go, that little hole that should be yours being used by someone else again and again, lost again and again! He's had mine, and I've had his. Let me tell you, your wife is practically virgin everywhere!"

As she spoke, she started to cry. I sped up and finally ejaculated.

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