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Classic marital incest
. Part 1: I had long advised my wife to try having sex with someone else, but she always disagreed. Later, she agreed, but asked me to find someone for her, not someone she met online.
This seemed almost impossible.
An opportunity suddenly presented itself in the spring of 2000.
A young migrant worker, a fellow villager, practically a relative, named Xiao C (same surname as me), four years younger than my wife, came along.
My father had received great kindness from his family when he was homeless, so I asked him to look after him.
He had previously worked for a construction team in Beijing and had visited once, bringing me some local specialties from his hometown, though they were worthless, which made me uneasy.
Later, he came to my door, saying he had seen an advertisement in the newspaper for some kind of training program in Beijing, and he had enrolled in a course. However, the conditions in his makeshift shelter were too poor to guarantee his learning of radio repair and high school physics, which were already unfamiliar to him, as well as electrical knowledge.
He asked if he could come to my house for two days a week on his days off to study.
Of course, I was happy to repay this debt of gratitude on behalf of the previous generation. I asked him if his construction site was far from here, and suggested he come to my place on Saturdays and Sundays to eat, stay, and study.
He was delighted and insisted on paying for his meals.
My wife agreed (she insisted we pay, otherwise he'd think we were rich; in reality, the few dollars he paid wouldn't even cover a single dish).
I arranged for him to stay in a small room next to where my wife and I lived. That room used to be a small hallway, separated from the passageway by a wooden partition.
Our room and his room had a window in the middle, with curtains on both sides.
Because he loved learning and treated my wife with utmost respect.
(My wife wore a uniform; she wasn't as pretty as described in the article, was. She had a slightly high nose, a pointed face, and one eyelid was single, the other double, but her features were well-proportioned. Overall, she was very elegant and refined, and very fair-skinned—definitely a beauty in our hometown.
She had a C-section, and her waistline had recently expanded, but it was still manageable at the time.
) My wife often praised Xiao C for being sensible.
At first, my wife had some prejudice and disdain for Xiao C. She thought he smelled bad, was dirty, and spoke loudly, etc. But Xiao C was actually a graduate of a regular high school, and he quickly corrected these minor flaws. Moreover, as soon as he arrived at our house, he went all out, even putting down his books when he was studying.
He also admired me a lot; I'm somewhat well-known in our hometown.
When he first came, he even called me "Uncle," which amused my wife immensely.
Actually, I'm less handsome than him, so my wife naturally liked his attitude towards us.
Seeing that he was honest by nature and had genuinely complimented my wife's beauty, I decided to take advantage of this opportunity to experience this kind of excitement! How I persuaded him... well, there's a story behind it: My wife and I had previously agreed that we couldn't do *that* when he came home.
Later, one time when he came home, I did it with my wife in the middle of the night, deliberately making a lot of noise, which must have woken him up.
A few days after he left, when I made love with my wife again, I told her, "Little C must have heard everything and got really excited.
He masturbated, and I saw his underwear was wet.
" My wife was embarrassed and blamed me. Then I said, "He must have been thinking about you while he was masturbating. Why don't you give him a go?" At first, my wife was angry, but I kept asking, and when I saw her hesitate and felt her underwear was wet, I knew she was tempted. When
a woman hesitates, she's actually agreeing. Everyone should grasp this point if someone likes this kind of fun.
Don't ask repeatedly, or you'll scare her away. Then we discussed how to proceed. During the discussion, we were both very excited and started doing it.
Then came the flirtatious flirting. My wife is quite good at this, and I told her not to scare him.
Then I went out during the day on Saturday and Sunday, and my wife was with him the whole time. Later, I asked my wife about it, and she laughed and said, "He's very timid, and you've done him a favor, so I didn't flirt with him openly."
The first day was simple: while washing her hair, she asked him to get a bottle of shampoo from the shelf and then helped her scrub her hair.
Later, her hand touched his; he was a married man and understood some women's subtle hints.
The next morning, she asked him to help her hang up the laundry. She didn't intend anything, but dramatically, the aluminum clothes rack suddenly fell with a heavy load of clothes, hitting her squarely on the head. She cried out and crouched down. Little C quickly checked her injury, and my wife placed her hand on his knee for a moment.
Little C finally couldn't take it anymore and pressed his hand onto my wife's hand for a few seconds before she pulled it away.
The second week, we had very passionate sex; after all, this was my wife's first emotional affair.
Then, at a family dinner to welcome Little C over, the three of us drank a little.
At the agreed-upon 11 o'clock, the lights were already off at Xiao C's place. Seeing that my wife wasn't completely sober, I smiled at her. She, somewhat impulsive as ever, took off all her underwear in the dark, put on her pajamas, and the two of them kissed passionately for a while before I took her there.
After knocking and entering, Xiao C turned on the light. He wasn't asleep yet, so we didn't bother explaining our intentions (it's hard to explain these things clearly), and just went with the prepared excuse.
My wife went straight to the other end of his bed and sat down. I stood and said that he wouldn't need to pay for meals anymore, that it was my sister-in-law's idea, and then I left, leaving the rest to my wife.
She didn't quite open up then, just smiled at him with her head down, and then blushed and didn't say anything (her face was still red when I went in).
He was lying on the bed, realizing something was wrong, sweating profusely, and didn't even seem to say thank you, leaving my wife at a loss.
A few minutes later, I heard no sound from inside the house. Mustering my courage, I went in and said to him in my hometown accent, "Brother, aren't you going to thank your sister-in-law? She really likes you.
If you like her, sleep with her.
" My wife then stood up and smiled at him, saying, "Do you think I'm not good-looking?" He quickly shook his head, still not understanding. Then my wife said to him, "If you like me, I'll sleep with you.
" Then she took off her pajamas, lifted his sheets, and squeezed onto his bed.
I said, "Brother, your sister-in-law really likes you.
" Then my wife pulled his hand to her breasts. I prefer touching women's nipples, but my wife preferred me grabbing her breasts in a big handful.
My wife then pressed her lower body against him and buried her head in his chest.
I watched closely, and remember it very clearly. My wife then wrapped one of her thighs around Xiao C's legs. Xiao C was stunned for a moment, not saying anything to me, then blankly rolled onto my wife and began to touch her, including her genitals.
Little C had sexual experience quite early (he got married around twenty, I think).
I asked if I should leave. My wife, moaning, said, "You should leave.
" Then she let Little C kiss her; he was the second man she had ever kissed.
After I left, I felt a mix of emotions. The door was ajar, and all I could hear inside was the creaking of the bed; there were no other sounds.
What I didn't expect was that less than five minutes later, my wife rushed out in a panic. I followed her into the bathroom and immediately noticed a sticky substance hanging from her plump legs. My wife blushed and laughed, "He ejaculated inside me before I even had a chance to put a condom on him.
He was probably too nervous.
" Then I said, "It might be better if I went in.
" I really didn't realize at the time that watching pornography could actually be endured and enjoyed.
My wife casually said, "If you can really handle it, then go in.
" The second time, I accompanied my wife in. My wife asked him at the door if he was tired and if he was still okay.
He nodded quickly, and then my wife immediately ran into his arms. She didn't make him put on a condom again. When he penetrated me again, I watched from the side.
The first thing I noticed was that his glans was indeed quite large. I wondered if my own glans wasn't very large because of my foreskin. When I squeezed in, because there was already his semen lubricating inside, it was very smooth, and I even heard a gurgling sound, which must have been the air being squeezed out.
My wife let out a soft moan, closed her eyes, and said nothing, but her face was contorted with excitement.
When it reached the very end, she gasped and her mouth twisted.
Then I told her to lift her legs, bend them, and press down as I thrust; that would be better. My wife is a bit tall (1.67 meters), quite voluptuous, and has long legs, but her single bed is against the wall. Experienced people know that in the woman-on-bottom position, if penetration is involved, the woman's legs have to be spread wide, making the space a bit cramped.
We tried different positions. C was sitting, and my wife was sitting on C's lap, facing me. C was doing it while reaching for my wife's breasts and touching them. I was burning with desire. He was supporting my wife's breasts and pinching her nipples with two fingers. My wife looked down for a while, making soft moans. Then I took her hands, but didn't touch her.
Because C had been kissing her intensely during sex, saliva stains were everywhere on my wife's chest, nipples, calves, abdomen, and face. My wife had tried to kiss me, but I felt awkward remembering her kiss with C. I was somewhat more
comfortable with it later, but I usually waited five or six minutes after he kissed my wife before kissing her.
They lasted about forty minutes (actually, people's sense of time is worst at this time; when I got back, I checked the time and it was probably a little faster, maybe even longer). When he ejaculated again, my wife was pressed against the headboard, with no chance of retreating. She was still holding on tightly, incredibly excited, more excited than ever with me.
However, unlike the erotica I've written, there was almost no meaningful moaning.
Later, when they did it again, I was mostly in the inner room, only hearing things like "fuck me to death" or "fuck me to death."
After he finished, he put my wife down. Completely absorbed in the act, she was too exhausted to move, lying lazily on the bed, letting fluids run down her thighs and onto the bed without washing herself.
So, I'm being truthful in my article; it's true that having an affair can bring women immense pleasure, far surpassing the pleasure they experience with their husbands, provided, of course, that everyone is roughly equal in ability.
I saw that my wife got along very well with him, and although it was different from our original agreement, I still told her to sleep with him that night.
Little C must have been holding back for a long time; he recovered in less than ten minutes. I had already gone back to my room and couldn't wait to masturbate, but I could hear my wife's screams inside, and the sounds of their lovemaking starting again immediately.
The sounds of their revelry inside gave me a pleasure I could never normally experience during masturbation for the first time.
The first night truly brought immense satisfaction to both my wife and me.
Around six in the morning, my wife pushed open the door with a smile, her face not looking too good, but with a very happy and shy air.
She wasn't at all bothered by it; mainly because she already knew I particularly enjoyed this kind of excitement. My first adult comedy (my first unfinished eunuch novel), written the year we got married, had been read and commented on by her.
I asked my wife to get into bed so I could have sex with her. She laughed and said, "I haven't showered yet, I'm so dirty, don't you mind?" I immediately pushed her down and started having sex with her.
Let me tell you, if a woman doesn't wash the night after sex, the smell is incredibly pungent (both pungent and a bit smelly). Normally, I would definitely make her shower.
But that time, the thought of another man's semen mixed with her vaginal fluid made the smell even stronger.
I do have a foreskin, and my glans is very large.
I asked my wife what it felt like to have my large glans inserted, and she said it went in quite deep and felt very comfortable inside.
I asked her how it was when she ejaculated, and she said she almost went crazy. The initial feeling was intense, like a warm, hot current rushing inside her, and her mind went blank. The next time it was more like spurts, and the last time it felt like it flowed in.
Last night, he ejaculated four times! She even secretly showed me the stains on the sheets later.
For a while, the three of us lived together, and my wife would usually come home right after we finished.
Gradually, I started sleeping with him all night, but it wasn't like I'd be in his room from the moment it got dark, and he always came home very late.
My wife stayed with me the whole time, and when it was time to sleep, after using the bathroom, she wouldn't come back to my place.
During those four months, he slept with my wife far more often than I did! At least five times more.
Because I basically slept with her once a week, but he slept with her at least twice a week, almost every night he'd ejaculate two or three times! Especially in the beginning, sometimes I'd accompany her to the bathroom, watching her wash her bottom and brush her teeth. After she finished brushing her teeth, she'd ask Xiao C to brush and wash.
Xiao C wasn't used to maintaining such personal hygiene at first. Initially, my wife changed her pajamas at my place, but later she took some underwear and panties to the dresser in the small room and sometimes changed directly at his place.
I was really excited when she changed at my place; the stories I wrote about picking out underwear for my wife came from that.
Sometimes I'd hug my wife and kiss her for a while.
Initially, because I was extremely aroused, I repeatedly told my wife not to wear underwear or a bra, saying that even if she wore them, someone would strip her naked anyway, so it was better not to wear anything. My wife was also very excited, and she actually went into his room without wearing anything underneath.
But later she started wearing more underwear, probably because she has this habit.
I, on the other hand, would masturbate frantically to the sound of their movements.
There's another matter about clothing, which I'll put in the "fun" section.
My wife doesn't really want me to masturbate too much. My health isn't very good; I used to dislike exercise. Sometimes when they're doing it, my wife is very careful not to make any noise.
During the day, Xiao C's status in my house hasn't changed at all; he's even more respectful to me.
I have a good personality and have always been friendly to Xiao C, so he's never felt particularly uneasy around me.
In the beginning, I almost never talked to him about my wife.
I was still quite reserved and couldn't really open up.
It seems like one night, my wife went to her mother's house and hadn't come back yet. I was watching TV and it wasn't interesting, so I went into the room to see what he was studying. Then I sat on his bed and, after mustering up my courage for a while, asked, "Is your sister-in-law pretty good?"
He didn't understand what I meant, his face flushed adorably, and he nodded hurriedly in agreement. Seeing him blush made me blush too, and then he just lowered his head to read.
I was incredibly embarrassed and cursed myself for being an idiot as I left.
He also brought it up with me once, saying that his wife was really good to him.
Actually, I really wanted to discuss this topic with him, but my answer wasn't very appropriate, and he was too scared to bring it up again.
It wasn't until after a near threesome that we became more relaxed, but we only talked about it in front of my wife during sex.
Around the third month, our relationship gradually became closer, and Xiao C became more active, some of our chats became quite ambiguous, but not much.
Below is a recording of a steamy conversation, which you'll see in a bit.
Most of the time the three of us spent together was watching TV on the sofa. Our sofa was slightly angled towards the TV, and my wife liked to sit on the innermost side so her head didn't have to be tilted too far. After she started seeing C, I often sat on the innermost side, and my wife leaned against my lap. Sometimes she would put her long legs on C's lap, and sometimes she would squint and let C massage her feet.
Sometimes C would touch and kiss her at the same time. The boldest time was when he reached under my wife's skirt and touched her inner thigh.
That was the most outrageous thing; my wife just looked up at me and giggled, without any other reaction.
After my wife had a relationship with C, her attitude towards me became incredibly gentle, loving, and submissive, and our relationship became unbelievably intimate.
We argued much less, and even when we did, my wife always gave in to me.
I loved her very much at the time.
However, what bothered me was that my wife later denied it. I asked her why she had always given in to me, and she said she just listened to whoever was right.
Every time I made love to my wife, since Xiao C wasn't home, some of the conversations became quite interesting.
Some of the dialogues I mention in this article are based on real-life events, though not as refined or numerous.
A typical example is when I asked her who did it better, and she replied that it was definitely Xiao C.
For those with cuckolding tendencies, this is the truth: women experience stronger vaginal sensations and contractions during infidelity, almost guaranteeing more stimulation for the other man's penis! Other typical topics include whose penis is longer, bigger, etc.
Occasionally, the topic of having children came up. We didn't have kids then, but my wife was still nervous, though the possibility of it happening was real.
If you want excitement, there's always a price to pay.
Then I had him check his blood type, and it turned out to be the same as mine. So I told my wife to try to avoid it, and if she did get pregnant, we wouldn't test for DNA; I'd just consider all the children she bore my.
Later, one night my wife was in her fertile period when we made love, and he took off the condom. My wife pretended not to notice, perhaps because she was less concerned about that.
Because he always came home on Saturdays and Sundays, the three of us were usually at home.
He also had to study.
Occasionally they would get up very late; once, he slept until 11:30.
I had already bought groceries and came back, a little angry, and banged on their door.
My wife was almost always the first to come out, completely contrary to the fabricated "help."
If she saw that I was already busy, she would feel apologetic.
For a while, he found a fellow villager to watch the construction site for him, and he sneaked back even more often.
Once, a wall in their construction site warehouse collapsed, and they had to move everything to a shared warehouse outside. For seven whole days, my wife slept with him for six of them! I'm not exaggerating at all.
I think her vagina even looked a little darker, and I masturbated for two days! I still maintain the habit of masturbation.
And hearing my wife's moans with other men is more interesting than doing it myself! At first, this feeling was extremely strong, but later it didn't matter anymore.
However, thinking about it now, it feels very exciting.
Of course, this might just be the feeling of a cuckold.
Helping my wife cheat was based on this idea.
My wife found it unrealistic after reading it.
Mainly, she felt it was too hurtful to the husband in the story, especially since there had never been a situation where "Little C" and I were fighting over my wife.
In fact, they were much more accommodating to me.
They had been intimate and had sex during the day.
Once, I caught them touching each other in the living room. He had already pulled my wife's top up over her head, unhooked her bra, and pulled her trousers down to her buttocks.
Little C had one hand on my wife's breast and the other inside her trousers.
Another time was in the bedroom, when my wife had just started doing it to him. When I came home in the afternoon, I found the bedroom door closed. It took a while (over an hour) for my wife to come out, blushing. She was so cute, her hair was messy, and she was holding a large wad of toilet paper, which she quickly threw away. She looked at me with a strangely bright look in her eyes! I asked her if she enjoyed it. She pushed me away.
This was the only time they did it during the day, which I will discuss in more detail in the "funny" section.
In the last month, they changed his job, making him transport sand and grind something, which was very strenuous. Plus, he had a fever once, and he couldn't keep up. He
often coughed very badly.
But he could generally maintain twice a week.
Maybe he felt his body was suffering.
Anyway, back then, whenever he came home, his wife would try her best to cook him something delicious every day.
I suspect his wife might have helped him financially.
But I didn't ask; it wouldn't be good to ask.
My wife still has a high sex drive now; maybe that's when she developed that appetite.
I can only try my best to satisfy her and reduce the frequency of masturbation.
Thirdly, we haven't had many unprotected sex encounters.
The first night was an accident, but it happened more than ten times afterward.
The unprotected encounters were all during his safe period (there were two times outside of his safe period when he ejaculated inside, which I mentioned above, I'll mention again later). I participated most of the time, but not in a threesome. He would ejaculate first, and then I would penetrate him in another spot. Don't ask me why; I just find it more exciting that way.
When using a condom, I basically don't participate because we usually do it the day before he comes, and it's too tiring. She would even draw the long curtains on the window so I wouldn't see.
After closing the door, she would check if the lock was locked.
But I could hear it very clearly, including the sound of raindrops (the sound of water)! Sometimes it was particularly loud! Sometimes he would just penetrate directly, and my wife would help him put on a condom when he was almost there.
We were even using the same American condoms my wife and I bought when we got married.
When he ejaculated inside, we were both very happy.
Including the scenes I mentioned in some of my posts, where he was standing, holding my wife, and I was pushing her forward.
One of my more intense experiences was when he kissed my wife's wet vagina (my wife usually doesn't like me kissing her there, saying she's afraid I'll find it dirty, but she agreed to let him—can you guess what my wife's mentality was?). I held my wife's hand down, preventing her from moving, and then he even sucked on it (I don't know how he knew that). Later, when he penetrated her, my wife orgasmed in less than three minutes.
Then, when he ejaculated inside her again, my wife orgasmed again with her buttocks thrusting. I only ejaculated that one time, in front of Xiao C, but still through my underwear.
This shouldn't count as a threesome because I wasn't involved.
I didn't want to, and my wife didn't agree. I never took my clothes off completely; I just watched while wearing my underwear.
There were also some more erotic incidents. Sometimes my wife would bathe with him, washing and touching each other in the bathroom.
My wife said she never did it directly in the toilet.
But if it wasn't with a penis, it was with her hand.
Because she would moan afterwards.
Also, several times when I went to the toilet, I happened to see my wife washing herself, and I hugged her, touched her, and penetrated her (twice I deliberately went to witness it).
My wife had sex with him more than ten times during her safe period. After he ejaculated into her vagina, I would accompany her to the bathroom, and while she wasn't washing, I would put her on the washing machine and have sex with her. A few times, she and I would go to the master bedroom in the inner room to have sex, which was more enjoyable.
It was really slippery and hot inside. Some of his semen would leak out when he first penetrated her. Actually, under the light, it wasn't very stimulating; the descriptions in the text were exaggerated.
Doing it in the inner room with the lights off allowed for a lot of imagination.
At that time, I had already read a work by Ma Wang, which mentioned a wife who let her husband penetrate her after another man ejaculated, saying that she wanted her husband's penis to squeeze the other man's semen all the way inside. I mentioned this to my wife at that time, borrowing the words of that wife, and said to my wife, "Let me squeeze some of Xiao C's semen into you again.
" My wife became very excited, murmuring sweet words, and we both felt a strange stimulation.
This process usually felt very intense, and ejaculation was quick. Only once did it exceed half an hour. My wife also quite liked this feeling, thinking that the feeling of two men's semen inside her vagina was very lewd.
But they never did anything together.
She probably felt nervous doing it with two people.
Another interesting incident happened once: I went to Zhongguancun and bought two pornographic films, both Japanese, one of which was fake.
The real one was watched by the three of us.
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) The most erotic part was: after watching the first chapter, my wife sat on his lap.
This was one of the few times they openly engaged in intimate contact in front of me (without having sex).
While watching, my wife asked Xiao C to kiss her lips.
Xiao C didn't kiss her, he asked me to.
But his hand went inside my wife's shirt.
My wife wasn't wearing a bra, just a shirt, and through the clothes, I could clearly see her nipples were hard from his ministrations. I got aroused too, and I put my hand inside my wife's skirt and pants and started touching her. My wife watched TV while we touched her, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy, and she made sighing sounds.
After watching one episode, she and Xiao C went back to their room.
After Xiao C finished, his wife went back to my room (it was pre-arranged), and then I had sex with her again.
I ejaculated without a condom, and then she went back to Xiao C's room to sleep.
When Xiao C continued having sex with her, I was already asleep from exhaustion.
Below is a steamy conversation between the three of us (this was the first explicit conversation we had, so I remember it quite clearly; there are actually some more interesting ones.
Let's be a little more open; in a relationship between two husbands and one wife, many ordinary conversations can easily become quite steamy): We were watching TV, and somehow, Xiao C said, "The relationship between men and women is interesting to think about, but actually it's not that complicated.
" Then I blurted out, "Not that complicated? You did it so many times last night..." Xiao C didn't dare to say anything, just smiled foolishly.
My wife lunged at me, pretending to hit me. I grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "I'm just being affectionate.
" She replied that it wasn't necessary, that I was fine. I said, "Little C, how about a few more times tonight?!" Little C smiled bitterly, "You're killing me!" I said, "Why shoot so much? Learn to control yourself, hold back your ejaculation, keep her wanting more.
" My wife then pressed down on me and pinched me, then buried her head in my chest, not saying a word. Then I said to Little C (mainly me!), "My wife agrees. Don't rush to penetrate her tonight, let her get unbearable and come looking for your penis.
" Little C swallowed hard and said, "What, bro, aren't you making me torture your wife?" I said, "She loves it when you torture her."
"Little C said, 'Brother, don't be shy, I'm going to fuck you from behind today...'...That's roughly it. I don't remember much else. My wife was panting and whispered to me, 'Are you trying to kill me?' Her body was trembling.
Later I said, 'Let's try from behind now.
' My wife's body was already limp. Little C hugged my wife's waist from behind, pulled down her casual pants and shorts, and reached his hand into her white buttocks from behind until he felt a lot of wetness. My wife just cried out and moaned...I said some things to provoke her, but I don't remember what I said. My wife just nodded and 'ah ah,' she was extremely wanton! She couldn't say anything, she just looked for my mouth everywhere, wanting to kiss me."
Until my wife suddenly arched her back a few times, and then Little C asked me, "Is it okay here?" My wife had already bent over, and I nodded, telling her, "Little C is going to fuck you.
" My wife said in a tearful voice, "Let him fuck me..." Little C then took out his penis and thrust it straight into my wife.
This was our first erotic conversation, and I still reminisce about it with my wife from time to time.
Two years later, my wife told me that the psychological stimulation she felt at that time was so intense that it was unparalleled, just like the first time I saw her being fucked by someone else, an unforgettable experience.
Women's sexual psychology is indeed different from men's! IV. A particularly funny thing happened. He wanted to call my wife's name in Mandarin, but he shouldn't have done it when he was about to climax, because he said it in a very strange tone, which made my wife laugh out loud. I pushed open the door to see (my wife wouldn't let me in, I opened the door with my key), and they were starting again, and the scene was also very erotic.
The most interesting thing is that Xiao C and I share the same surname. She used to call me Xiao C. In bed, besides calling me "husband," she would sometimes call me Xiao C something, it just came out naturally. She
didn't need to change it before or after.
The main reason I'm still interested in these cuckoldry stories is something no one would guess: when my wife calls me Xiao C, I immediately remember her calling that migrant worker brother that.
One particularly funny time was when I suddenly wanted a threesome, but my wife absolutely refused. I talked to the migrant worker, and he agreed, but my wife still disagreed. Finally, I said, "Then sleep with me." My wife blinked and said she'd flip a coin, and I won.
The next day, I lost again, and my wife agreed to let him finish without washing up. Then we went back to the inner room and I continued with her. This is also reflected in the "Help" story (changed to a card game scene).
It was both interesting and erotic: my wife usually doesn't like to do it during the day, she doesn't like it in bright light, but after having sex with C (our first time with him on Saturday night, and then again the following Saturday during the day), she was indeed easily aroused.
I wasn't home that afternoon; I think someone from work called me? I forget what I was doing.
She told me all this later.
She found some books for C and brought them to his room. C wasn't good at high school physics, so there were some things he didn't understand. My wife was a science student in high school (S University Affiliated High School), so C asked her for help. She tried desperately to remember, but couldn't figure it out right away, so she started flipping through the books, and eventually understood. Then she explained it to him.
C was completely impressed, and my wife was very proud. C then said, "I have to thank you properly tonight,
" and then he touched her.
His wife let him touch her thigh and hold her hand. She must have felt something, her face flushed and her heart pounded (I'm guessing). She even teased him, saying, "You should focus on your studies now.
Don't think too much. I have to sleep with your brother tonight.
" Little C couldn't resist any longer and pulled her to bed.
His wife repeatedly threatened him that she would be unhappy when she came back, but he ignored her.
Actually, his wife was already very eager for him to have sex with her, so she half-heartedly gave in.
When I got back, they had only been doing it for less than ten minutes. Little C was terrified and immediately went limp, too scared to move. His wife, knowing it was nothing serious, laughed and told him, "If your brother is unhappy, just say your sister-in-law forced him.
" Little C, dumbfounded, asked how to describe it in detail. His wife then made up a story: "I told you I took off all my clothes as soon as I went in, and then I took off your clothes. You wouldn't cooperate, so I grabbed your penis and shoved it inside you. You still weren't hard, so I molested you until you were hard. You had no choice but to let me pin you down and fuck you.
" Little C actually took it seriously and said, "That's too long. You should just tell me. I'll get off now, and you get on top. What if he comes in right away?" After getting into position, his wife was overjoyed. Little C then realized it was a joke and happily started having sex with his wife in that position.
As mentioned above, my wife usually goes to bed with me in her pajamas. One time, she didn't change out of her uniform (she always changes out of her work clothes as soon as she gets home), which I found strange. She just smiled and didn't explain. Later, she suppressed a laugh and went into his room still in her uniform. Apparently, migrant workers also like to tame women in uniforms! There's another funny thing, but please don't laugh at it. Perhaps life is inherently unequal, but in any case, we in China shouldn't go any further in that direction.
My wife has never said anything sweet to Xiao C. In her mind, Xiao C is inferior to us (China has 100 million migrant workers, such a huge and incredibly vulnerable group, supporting the various needs of a massive urban population). Xiao C once asked my wife to go to the movies.
My wife asked if it was okay, and I said yes. When we got home, she was very unhappy. I asked what was wrong, and after a while, she sighed and said, "Little C invited several people to the movies (a huge expense for him). I didn't know when I went in, but during the movie, I noticed him exchanging smug glances with some migrant workers sitting next to him.
" I guessed Little C wanted to satisfy his vanity. I hadn't really thought much of him, so I let him be. When we left, I even tried to put my arm around Little C, but he avoided me.
For him, such a small thing was enough; he was probably insecure. I lowered my head and remained silent.
Fifth, jealousy. Sharing my wife with other men. In the four months we'd been together, I was quite jealous. Well, not really jealous, but more like it was very exciting. I think those who have experienced this might understand.
I was particularly bothered by my wife kissing him. Every time I saw them kissing, I felt both excited and uncomfortable. Seeing that I wasn't comfortable with it, my wife didn't kiss him much in front of me.
However, when they were making love in the cabin, I would hear my wife's moans abruptly stop, which I could guess was mostly from a passionate kiss with him. The thought of my wife's tight connection with him, and the seamless union of his large glans with her clitoris, made the stimulation particularly intense.
When he ejaculated directly into my wife during her safe period, her ecstatic expression and continuous moans would also arouse my intense jealousy, but this was one of my wife's greatest pleasures, and I should be happy for her happiness.
VI. The Ending Regarding the matter of kicking him out, it's actually not really a story, but you can interpret it as you see fit.
Seeing that my wife was somewhat doting on him, he borrowed five thousand yuan from us, saying he wanted to go home and start a business, renting a shop to open a small radio repair shop. I knew he wasn't a smart man and would definitely lose money in the future, so I disagreed. My wife then accused me of being stingy and jealous. When I heard her say that, I really became jealous.
Moreover, when he came back, he was somewhat disrespectful to me. I didn't let my wife sleep with him, but to my dismay, she still went to sleep with him on Sunday.
I was really anxious then, but I restrained myself and decided to let him go.
That day was quite noisy; my wife was almost knocked unconscious by him. He was partly retaliating against me, so I immediately made him leave.
I gave him two thousand yuan when he left, telling him not to talk nonsense.
More than half a year later, my wife told me that it was during that time that he took off the condom halfway through. My wife said she didn't feel it at first, but I didn't quite believe it, thinking she should have felt it, since he ejaculated inside her.
In the middle of the night, he pressed down on my wife again, and for some reason, my wife actually agreed to let him ejaculate inside her again. I'm not putting this in the erotic part because I felt my wife's actions were somewhat inappropriate, so I won't mention it further. Afterwards,
she was very scared because that time was during her fertile period, and he ejaculated inside her twice.
I also want to remind everyone that women sometimes completely lose their rationality when they are having an affair.
Later, when this matter was brought up again, my wife also felt that she was the one who was wrong at the time.
I know my wife still thinks about that guy, C.
She hasn't been with anyone else besides him. After giving birth, her body changed, and with the scar on her stomach, it's even more of a taboo subject. But reminiscing about those days is still quite amusing.
[The End]

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