From Shy Housewife to Willing Concubine 15-16: The Colorful Sexual Journey of a Charming Housewife

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—My subtly beautiful wife, lost in desire.
15.16
The bedroom was dimly lit, with a hazy mist. Two bodies, one black and one white, lay intertwined on the tatami mat. The white woman's legs were almost folded in half with her upper body, her lower body slightly raised off the tatami—Wei's mother was gripping her second uncle's back with both hands, while her second uncle's dark body pressed down on the beautiful woman's body like a mountain, his buttocks slamming down repeatedly.
"Ying, tell me what you see." Wei's one hand was like a vise, handcuffing his wife's wrists, while the other hand kneaded his wife's beautiful breasts; at the same time, he was raping his wife from behind.
"They're doing that..." His wife shyly glanced through the small window.
...
Xiao Ru sat astride a chair under the small window, her two beautiful legs resting on the armrests, her buttocks and thighs forming a "long" shape, her flower path blooming at the center, flowing with moisture. I held the purplish-black shaft and brought the large glans close to her honeyed clitoris.
"Oh...uh..." Xiaoru slightly raised her buttocks, and my penis was halfway inside. She moaned happily, "Brother, don't be shy, Xiaoru's flower garden and heart both want Brother Hao to come in. Ah..."
I couldn't help but thrust in forcefully, and Xiaoru cried out, "It's so beautiful."
I looked at my wife guiltily, afraid that she would be jealous. But I saw that my wife had closed her eyes, sticking her plump buttocks up as high as she could, and actively bumping against my crotch. My wife had told me in a moment of passion that when we were in the doggy style, she liked it when I thrust hard into her buttocks, making her heart flutter. Seeing my wife's intoxicated expression, Xiaoru playfully reached out and pinched the cherry on my wife's nipple. Stimulated, my wife opened her eyes, glared at Xiaoru, and muttered something under her breath.
"Ying, tell me what position they're in?" Xiaoru said to her wife. "Ah... Brother, be gentle, uh..."
"Ah..." her wife groaned, not to be outdone, stealing a glance at Xiaoru but not answering her question.
I stood on tiptoe and looked over, seeing that my second uncle was making Wei's mother lie face down on the edge of the bed, her feet and buttocks dangling off the edge, his hands seemingly digging into her vagina.
I quietly told everyone what was happening next door. Xiaoru said, "Second Uncle likes to leave people in such an embarrassing position. That way, Mother's labia will be wide open, her fleshy lips hanging there, and Second Uncle will pinch and manipulate them forcefully every time."
"How do you know?" I asked, "Have you ever let him do that to you?"
"Yes, he's played with me inside and out. He's good at playing with women. He's almost ruined me. What? Brother, do you dislike me?"
"You weren't ruined, you were made familiar with him, so familiar that you get wet at the slightest touch! I like you like that. I'm going to fuck you to death!" As I said this, I gave Xiaoru a vigorous thrusting session, and Xiaoru gasped and cried out, "Dear brother, dear husband, Xiaoru loves you to death."
Suddenly, a realization dawned on me: "Could this be a premeditated plan by Wei and his wife, so that my beloved wife, through watching and Xiaoru's personal account, can gradually understand Second Uncle's 'strengths,' dispel her sense of unfamiliarity, and thus gradually stop rejecting him? Not rejecting him is the first step to acceptance."
“Second Uncle’s penis is 20 centimeters long,” Wei said in a low voice, thrusting hard into his wife several times. “His nickname was Gouzi (Dog), but nobody called him that anymore. Instead, he got the nickname Hook. Guess why?”
Before I could answer, Wei continued, “Because when his thing gets hard, it’s like a hook, with the glans curving upwards. When it’s erect and pressed against his belly, it can go past his navel.”
“The first time I was fucked here by him, I came in less than five minutes. That hook keeps teasing my clitoris,” Xiaoru said, rubbing my chest.
“Hmm… hum… ah~” My wife was about to climax, whether from listening to Wei and Xiaoru’s conversation or from Wei’s increased thrusting.
Seeing this, I pulled Xiaoru up and made her kneel on the chair, her hands on the back of the chair, her buttocks sticking up. I thrust my wet penis in and started thrusting hard. After my wife climaxed and I ejaculated, I also finished amidst Xiaoru's constant cries of "Dear brother, dear husband..."
After a quick wash, my wife and I went back to our room to sleep.
The next morning at breakfast, Wei's second uncle mentioned that city leaders would be coming to inspect the area the day after tomorrow. I exchanged a suspicious glance with Wei. Why would such a small, privately-owned resort be inspected by leaders?
It turned out that, in response to the call for developing ecological agriculture and building a harmonious new countryside, the province had organized a selection of outstanding farmer entrepreneurs for building an ecological new countryside. The township head, who was my second uncle's childhood friend, had pulled some strings in the county and got the application submitted to the city, and unexpectedly, it was actually selected.
The day after tomorrow, the vice mayor in charge of agriculture and tourism would be coming to inspect and present the award certificate.
Before that, Township Head Ma personally came to guide the preparations and even specially requested some actors from the county theater troupe to hold a welcome party after the award ceremony. This was a good thing, and the township head was very good at handling things. However, unexpectedly, one of the instrumental soloists had something come up and couldn't make it. This drove my second uncle and the township head a little crazy.
In a moment of desperation, Wei said, "What piece is that actress playing? Should we have Ying replace her?"
Upon hearing this, his wife immediately shook her head awkwardly, "No, no, I haven't been on stage for years."
Everyone chimed in with words of encouragement, and his wife looked at me timidly. "Performing on stage has always been your dream, don't be nervous. We're all cheering you on!"
Hearing this, his wife could only obediently lower her head and agree.
That evening, the township head arrived as promised for the rehearsal. This Township Head Ma was short, with a large head and ears, and a beer belly; he had the air of an official. As soon as he got out of the car, he went to meet the actors from the county troupe, smiling and saying thank you for your hard work.
That evening, the rehearsal began in the multi-functional hall. The resort's lobby manager and a female receptionist served as emcees, managing to create a lively atmosphere. The program consisted of song and dance performances closely related to the resort's scenic theme.
My wife's guzheng performance was the third act. She walked shyly onto the stage, said nothing, bowed briefly, sat down, tuned the strings, and began to play. Once she touched the guzheng, she became completely focused, showing no trace of her girlishness. She played a smooth rendition of "Spring River," the lingering sound echoing in the air. The applause was thunderous and prolonged, making my wife feel even more embarrassed.
"Gouzi, is this the performer you found?" Mayor Ma asked my second uncle expressionlessly.
"Not a performer, she's a guest, someone I invited to help out."
"Hmm, no wonder. Change her clothes. I need to personally oversee it."
It turned out my wife was wearing casual clothes, which didn't quite match the troupe's overall attire...
Backstage, half the troupe laid out their costumes for her to choose from, and the makeup artist meticulously prepared her hair and makeup.
"The township head is here."
"Ah, please continue. You all performed well. This time you'll definitely bring honor to our county, maybe we'll even get transferred to the city or province."
About half an hour later, my wife came out of the dressing room. I was surprised by her stunning beauty: her hair was loosely tied in a bun, making her look so intellectual and mature; her red and yellow imperial concubine attire perfectly showcased her elegance and nobility. Xiaoru and Wei both cheered and said it was great.
Township Head Ma stared intently at my wife's face and the expanse of white skin on her chest, then shook his head.
Seeing the fat township head's behavior, I went up to my wife, whispered a few words to her, and then went back to the bedroom to retrieve her evening gown. When my wife came out of the dressing room again, Township Head Ma walked around her, carefully examining her legs, breasts, and hips. Then he nodded in a perfunctory manner. I knew that even the most discerning person would approve of this high-class gown: the long dress shimmered with a bright blue sheen, held at the shoulders by only two straps, and the opening at the chest went past her breasts before closing, creating a wide opening between them, with her areolas occasionally peeking out, exuding sexiness.
"Tch, is she performing the guzheng or participating in a beauty pageant? What a pervert!" I muttered.
"Hehe, you don't know, do you? This Township Chief Ma has a nickname: Flower Township Chief. Ever since he became village chief, he's had his share of scandals. Back then, any new bride with a bit of beauty would inevitably be ruined by him," Xiaoru said disdainfully.
My heart skipped a beat, something stirred within me...
After the rehearsal came the banquet. The township chief naturally sat in the head seat, with Xiao Zhao (a man from the troupe, the troupe's star performer) and his wife sitting to his left and right. The reason given was to thank the two of them and the two people they represented for their hard work and to wish them a successful performance.
As the wine flowed freely, the township chief took his wife's hand and said, "I don't understand music, but after listening to Ying's performance, I felt particularly peaceful. It must be excellent." Everyone quickly agreed, saying, "Yes, yes, yes." I had also drunk quite a bit, and with my eyes blurry, seeing my wife's small hand being held by this pig-headed man, I felt a pang of discomfort.
"Ying, do you want to pursue acting? I think you have talent. I know a lot of people in this industry, some are even heads of provincial troupes."
Seeing that Mayor Ma was a bit drunk, my wife didn't say much, but just tried to break free from his swollen hand.
"How about this, you drink this glass, and from now on, whether you want to pursue this path or not, when you come to Siming, I'll protect you."
Seeing that Ying was about to cry, before I could react, my second uncle stepped forward and pulled Mayor Ma's hand away, saying, "Alright, Brother Ma, you're drunk. I'll drink with you," and downed his glass in one gulp. "
Okay, you can drink too. But not just one glass, everyone here drinks with you. They're all here for your honor."
"Watch closely!" My second uncle really didn't hold back, finishing his glass in one go. In the end, he was completely unconscious and had to be carried to a nearby room to rest by the waiter. I stole a glance at Ying and saw that she seemed to be looking at my second uncle who was being carried out with concern. Ying's expression also caught the attention of Xiaoru and Wei, and the two smiled knowingly.
The formal performance for the leaders was a great success. A dance was held after the evening's entertainment. Since there were more men than women among the guests and resort staff, my second uncle and Township Head Ma pleaded with the troupe's actresses, Xiaoru, Ying, and even Wei's mother to go to the dance floor to entertain the guests.
Wei and I sat in a corner of the hall, drinking beer and chatting. We watched our wives embracing various men, our hearts filled with bitterness and unease. For a while, we even saw Township Head Ma holding Ying in his arms and dancing for a long time, my wife's breasts pressed tightly against his chest, while his hand seemingly casually rested on her buttocks.
This lecherous township head was so clingy that my wife finally couldn't take it anymore and found an excuse to leave the dance floor, coming to sit beside me. I saw her face was flushed, as if she were angry, and her chest was rising and falling slightly.
Wei's second uncle approached us, apologized to Ying, and said, "Old Ma isn't always like this; Ying is just too beautiful. I won't scold him in front of outsiders! Haozi, you two go back and rest first; this is a small token of my appreciation. You've helped me a lot." I took an envelope, guessing it was my wife's payment for her services, and was about to politely decline. Wei gave me a wink and said, "Take it. Ying deserves it."
The next day, Wei received a call from a friend saying that an investment company was willing to invest in his project. It turned out that Wei had been wanting to start a business in China for years, and he had mentioned this to me. After hanging up, Wei invited me to go with him to X City to meet this friend and the investor, saying that he would be too isolated going alone. We arranged a date and bought train tickets to X City.
Wei's second uncle drove us to the station. Wei and I went into the station. Unbeknownst to us, the second uncle immediately took out his phone and sent a text message to Mayor Ma: "My nephew has left; if he wants to try something new, come to the resort tonight."
Since Wei and I were both away, Xiaoru invited my wife to stay in the same room with her that night. The two got along well; Xiaoru was talkative, and my wife was a good listener. They didn't fall asleep until very late.
In her sleep, my wife vaguely dreamed that I came back and lay down beside her. First, I grabbed her breasts forcefully. She murmured, "Husband, don't move," but still cooperated by taking off her nightgown. The man's hand then moved downwards, digging into her genitals. The ruthlessness was completely different from her husband's.
She suddenly woke up, and in her blurry vision, she saw Mayor Ma wearing only underwear, his disgusting belly protruding, lewdly molesting her.
"Ah—" my wife screamed, "Get out! Someone come here!" She shouted several times.
The lights came on, and my second uncle and Xiaoru rushed in, wearing only their nightgowns.
My wife grabbed the blanket to cover her body, only revealing her white neck and sexy shoulders, and sobbed softly.
"Oh dear, Mayor Ma just went into the wrong room. Ying, don't be afraid, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Uncle Er said hypocritically, "Xiao Ru, take Mayor Ma to my room to sleep. Get him a new set of bedding and make him a cup of calming tea.
Don't rush over." He even winked at her.
"Oh, Mayor Ma, this way please," Xiao Ru glanced at Uncle Er with a mournful look, then turned to Mayor Ma and said.
"Click," the door closed. Uncle Er got up and went to the door, but didn't leave; instead, he locked it.
His wife was still crying with her head down, unaware of what was happening. Besides, after such a sudden turn of events, his wife needed someone familiar to comfort her. Although Uncle Er wasn't a very close acquaintance, it was probably better than nothing. In addition, he had helped Ying fend off drinks at the dinner table last time, which had earned him Ying's favor.
"Have some water?" Uncle Er handed her a glass of water.
His wife shook her head.
The second uncle placed a water glass on the bedside table and put his hand on his wife's shoulder: "Don't cry."
Even as a boss, the rough man was still rough; his comforting words were always the same.
His wife shifted, shaking off his rough hand, but accidentally pulled off the blanket covering her! Her snow-white breasts were revealed, bouncing with her movements. She hurriedly pulled the blanket back over herself and burrowed under it.
A fleeting glimpse! His wife's beautiful breasts gave the second uncle a tremendous shock. He swallowed hard.
Only her neck and above were exposed; her hair spread out, covering most of the pillow, her face flushed red, her hands gripping the blanket tightly, as if afraid the second uncle would force himself on her.
His wife's languid posture ignited a raging fire of desire within him. He placed his large hand on the blanket, on his wife's lower abdomen, and gently massaged it.
"How about my nephew shows you around?"
"..." His wife remained silent, only seemingly nodding.
"I mean, since you came to the villa, have I ever slept with you?"
The wife's expression changed; her second uncle seemed to know a lot about her lewd affairs.
"I heard your husband and my nephew both like that kind of thing!" The second uncle paused for a long time before finally saying in a low voice, "They both served you well, didn't they?"
The wife felt a pang of bitterness, as if she had been stripped naked and displayed in public. Her body trembled slightly.
"You have to be good, I won't tell Haowa about Mayor Ma." The second uncle was quite adept at reading people's minds; on the surface, he seemed to be thinking of his wife, but his words carried a subtle threat. The clever wife understood, of course.
Her grip on the blanket loosened slightly, and the second uncle tried to lift the blanket, but the wife suddenly and instinctively tightened her grip on the blanket.
"Hehe, I've slept with so many women, but I've never forced myself on you. I certainly wouldn't do that to a college student artist like you! I really adore you!" Uncle's sweet words were unadorned yet genuine. My wife's face flushed crimson, and her grip loosened involuntarily. Watching the video, I sighed inwardly: "Women, your name is vanity."
Taking advantage of the brief moment my wife loosened her grip, Uncle quickly pulled back the covers and slipped into her bed. My
wife turned over, her back to Uncle.
Uncle, embarrassed, then sniffed my wife's hair a few times, "Smells so good!"
A ripple arose in the bed; Uncle was taking liberties with my beautiful wife.
My wife awkwardly pushed him away. Their movements grew more intense, occasionally glimpses of sensual beauty revealed beneath the lifted covers.
Then the throbbing in the bed subsided. Uncle's clothes began to fall to the floor! Finally, his underwear was thrown out. He must be completely naked now. His big dick, that hooked dick, must be touching my beautiful wife's body, right?
"Mmm..." My wife's voice was barely audible.
My wife's buttocks were raised high, probably because my second uncle was lifting her buttocks with one hand. My wife tried to resist, but against my second uncle's strength, resistance was destined to be futile. Sure enough, what was thrown out of the blanket was my wife's underwear!
"The first time I saw you, my heart was on fire. I haven't been able to sleep well for the past few days. Let me taste you, I'd be willing to die." Saying this, my second uncle forcibly turned my wife, who was lying on her side, onto her back, then crawled into the blanket, took my wife's nipple in his mouth, licked it with his tongue, and gently bit it with his teeth.
"Oh..." My wife was no longer in a state of resolute refusal. She squinted her eyes, and judging from the shape of the blanket, my wife's legs were crossed. At this time, it was usually my wife's vulva that began to secrete nectar. My second uncle keenly noticed the change in my wife. He abruptly yanked off the covers, revealing two naked bodies.
My second uncle's mouth was sucking on my wife's flower-like body, slowly tracing its way across her beautiful form. Her breasts were flattened and then sucked up, until his mouth reached her flat stomach. My wife pushed against his head with both hands, trying to push him away. His large mouth finally captured my wife's genitals, sucking and slurping. "Gurgle, gurgle—."
"Oh… um~" My wife began to moan continuously, but this groan aroused my second uncle's wildness.
"Slut, you're such a slut, a heavenly slut, I'm playing with you!" he said fiercely. With that, he lifted my wife's two white legs and pressed them down towards her face, down until her buttocks lifted off the bed.
At this moment, my wife's entire vulva protruded, and because her legs were together, her labia appeared even thicker and juicier. The second uncle, amused by the sight, freed one hand and slapped down hard on her glistening, fleshy vulva. "Smack!" The crisp sound was particularly jarring. "No!" his wife cried.
Hearing her plea, the second uncle changed his hand to a grasping motion, his five fingers lightly skimming her anus. Before she could react, his hand had already plowed open
her enchanting vulva like a rake, revealing its juicy, plump flesh. His hand slid back and forth inside, occasionally gently pinching her clitoris, stimulating her vagina to secrete even more fluid. Soon, the nectar flowed all over his hand, and he smeared a lot onto his wife's inner thighs.
His wife's moans rose and fell, captivating and alluring, clearly arousing the second uncle as well. He suddenly grabbed his wife, pulling her entire buttocks into his arms. She cried out in surprise, further fueling his passion.
At this moment, my wife remained lying on her back, her legs almost touching the tip of her nose, while my second uncle's muscular arms tightly gripped her thighs, facing her buttocks and vulva. This position gave the feeling of peeling her buttocks away. My second uncle then went on another round of frantic licking of my wife's vulva and anus. "Slurp, slurp"
sounds.
"Ah..." my wife was still moaning.
"Slut, get up," my second uncle commanded.
My wife, embarrassed, rolled over and knelt on the bed.
My second uncle grabbed my wife's buttocks, pulling them off the bed and dangling them over the edge, just like the position we had seen Wei's mother in that night.
I carefully observed the video: indeed, I could see that my wife's two plump labia minora were clearly drooping, giving a strong visual stimulation. My second uncle's hand reached down, his palm patting upwards a few times, and my wife's vulva made a "squirting" sound. Then, he saw his second uncle's hand gently stroking his wife's vulva, and soon, liquid dripped from her genitals.
Seeing the time was right, he rubbed his penis, which quickly hardened, the glans erect like a hook.
Confidently, he thrust his penis into his wife's vagina, the glans disappearing into the dark opening.
At the same time, his wife let out a soft "Ah!", then opened her mouth, unable to utter a sound! What a satisfying feeling!
His second uncle began to move his hips violently. The sounds of flesh colliding became incessant.
His wife regained her captivating voice.
"You slut who cheats on her husband while he's away!" his second uncle said, slapping his wife's buttocks. "Slap!
" "Tell me, do you like cheating?!" With that, he pulled out his enormous penis and roughly flipped his wife's petite body over, like manipulating a rag doll.
"Ah,"
Uncle Er spread his wife's thighs, placing his egg-sized glans between her labia, rubbing it back and forth, each time rubbing against her clitoris. This stimulation drove his wife wild; by this point, her buttocks were already actively chasing after Uncle Er's massive penis. She braced herself against the bed with one hand, trying to grab Uncle Er's penis with the other to stuff it into her empty vagina. But Uncle Er deliberately teased her.
"Tell me, are you a slut?"
"Yes, I am... a slut... a slut. Give it to me."
"Give you what?"
"Your penis."
"We call it DIAO."
"Give me your DIAO, fuck me, fuck it in."
"Call me daddy!" Uncle Er said, embedding his large glans into his wife's vaginal opening.
"Daddy!" his wife cried.
"Plop—" Uncle Er's penis went all the way in, and his wife lay flat on the bed, satisfied.
His wife's breasts were soft and lovely, swaying with waves as Uncle Er frantically thrust in and out.
He was on top of his wife, one arm tightly wrapped around her neck, the other hand supporting her buttocks. In this position, his penis could penetrate to its deepest point every time.
Although his wife was with me at this moment, watching the video of her being fucked by his second uncle, her drunken and frenzied state, I still felt as if the wife I knew had left me. My pupils must have been hollowed out by fear.
Staring at the computer screen, I was lost in thought. "Ding..." The phone rang. I hurriedly looked at my phone, only to find that it was my wife's phone ringing in the video. I remembered that I had called her. I
saw my wife twist a few times, break free from under her second uncle, climb to the bedside, pick up the phone, and hesitate whether to answer. Her second uncle gave her a shushing gesture, and she finally pressed the answer button with peace of mind.
"Honey, have you arrived? Have you settled in?"
"Yeah, I'm sharing a room with Wei. I can't sleep without a beautiful woman to keep me company. How are you?"
"I've already woken up from a nap."
At this moment, in the video, my second uncle was kneeling behind my wife, pressing down on her back, seemingly trying to make her buttocks stick out higher. My wife struggled for a moment but helplessly lay down.
"Ah!" my wife screamed. It turned out that she hadn't expected my second uncle to roughly thrust his large penis into her muddy flower path that had just been fucked.
"What's wrong?" I asked on the phone.
"Oh, nothing. I think I saw a mouse." My wife lied without batting an eye.
"Hmm,... humph," my wife covered the phone receiver, raised her head, and groaned with pleasure. Encouraged, my second uncle hugged my wife's breasts, pulled her upper body into his arms, and kept thrusting his buttocks, his large penis rapidly going in and out of my wife's vagina.
"What are we doing?" my second uncle whispered in my wife's ear.
"Ying, I started thinking about you when I left home this morning. Did you miss me today?" I said on the phone.
"Yes, I did, ah..." my wife said to me.
"You're fucking my cunt."
"Who are you?" Second Uncle.
"I'm Hao's wife." The wife covered the phone and said to Second Uncle. At the same time, she turned around and hugged Second Uncle's buttocks with one hand.
"Who's fucking Hao's wife?"
"You." The wife said.
"Who am I?"
"You're Second Uncle." The wife answered.
"No." Second Uncle.
"You're my biological father!" The wife answered excitedly.
"Whose father?" "My father, you're my biological father. Biological father fucks daughter. Biological father fucks biological daughter. God! Husband, I love you!" The last sentence the wife let go of the phone and shouted to me.
On the screen, the wife climaxed, and at the same time, tears streamed down her face.

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