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"Uncle, what are you looking at?" A clear child's voice woke me from my reverie.
"Oh... Uncle isn't looking at anything," I said softly to the delicate-looking child in front of me.
"Okay, honey, let's go home," my wife gently urged me from beside her. I sighed deeply, took my wife's hand, and turned to go upstairs.
We've been married for three years, and I don't know when I developed this habit—every night, without fail, I go downstairs and stare blankly at a group of children playing. My wife understands my pain. She always silently stays by my side, watching those innocent children play with me. Only when everyone is gone do she pull me home... I don't know what sins I committed in my past life, but this personality trait of liking children more than myself has prevented my wife from getting pregnant for two years. I've tried everything, visiting almost every men's health clinic in the country. But despite taking a lot of medicine, my wife's abdomen remains stubbornly flat.
Gradually, my temper has become increasingly volatile, and a silent rift has slowly widened between my wife and me.
"Okay, honey, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you," my wife asked gently.
"Anything is fine, I don't have an appetite," I replied lazily, sitting on the sofa.
"Sigh..." My wife sighed deeply and turned to go to the kitchen.
Seeing her somewhat dejected figure, a feeling of guilt welled up inside me. After all, it wasn't her fault, it was mine; my sperm concentration wasn't high enough. Although the doctor said that not having sex too frequently would still give my wife a chance to get pregnant, every attempt I made over the past three years had ended in failure. Even the bad mood of not having a child had soured our once perfect married life, and our sex life had become less harmonious. My wife seemed to have noticed these disharmonious factors as well; she tried hard to change something, but to no avail.
The food arrived quickly, and I listlessly ate my rice, letting out sighs of helplessness from time to time.
"Honey," my wife looked at me, as if she was gathering her courage to say something.
"What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled, seeing my wife's hesitant expression.
"Um, well, I..." My wife hesitated more than usual, the words caught in her throat.
"Just say it! Don't beat around the bush like that!" I said impatiently, my tone becoming harsher.
Seeing that I seemed angry, my wife quickly said, "Honey, actually... actually I was thinking... could we try artificial insemination?" She seemed scared, lowering her head and avoiding my gaze.
Hearing my wife's words, I felt a surge of anger. Her words deeply wounded my pride as a man. Was I really that useless? Unable to even conceive, resorting to such methods to stimulate my wife's uterus?
"Is that so? You really think that?" I said to my wife with a forced smile.
My wife, with her head down, didn't see the increasingly ferocious expression on my face. My tone didn't seem particularly angry. She continued softly, "Actually, I've wanted to do artificial insemination for a long time. Seeing how much you love children, we...we...Actually, it's all our own child anyway, it's just a bit more troublesome."
Before she could finish, I abruptly interrupted her. I couldn't tolerate my wife's skepticism any longer. I slammed down the bowl, grabbed her hand, and shouted, "You...you think I'm really incapable? Now I'll show you how I got you pregnant!" With that, I forcefully pulled her towards the bed in the bedroom.
"Honey, no, please listen to me," my wife pleaded behind me.
"There's nothing more to say." Before she could explain, I pushed her onto the bed. I quickly ripped off her clothes, the force so strong it reddened her skin.
Seeing the distorted expression on my face, my wife was too frightened to say anything more, only pleading in a low voice, "Husband, it's my fault, you...you go slower. Ouch...it hurts."
Before she could finish speaking, I interrupted her with my rough actions. I forcefully tore open my wife's panties, the elastic band pulling a red line down her stomach.
With a "ripping" sound, the last bit of clothing covering my wife's body was torn away. Her fair and rosy body was completely exposed before my eyes. Looking at my wife's full breasts and the two scarlet nipples, my lust was instantly ignited. I quickly took off all my clothes, my penis already hard and erect between my legs.
Without any preamble, I forcefully spread my wife's legs, thrusting my penis in heavily.
My wife's vagina, devoid of any lubrication, was far too narrow for me. Coupled with the fact that I had never treated her so roughly before, my wife, pampered since childhood, had probably never experienced such rape-like abuse.
The immense pressure and stretching from my hard penis caused her to cry out in pain, "Husband, please, slower! I...it really hurts so much!" But I was completely blinded by rage and ignored my wife's feelings, simply pushing my penis deeper and deeper. Little by little, amidst my wife's pitiful pleas, my thick penis finally reached the very end of her vagina. I let out a long, blissful sigh. My penis was completely enveloped by my wife's tight vagina, and I could hear her occasional spasms of pain, her vagina contracting rhythmically. The tightness of her vagina made my penis feel incredibly pleasurable.
I quietly enjoyed this for a while, then slowly began to withdraw my penis. My wife's tight vaginal walls remained clenched, seemingly unwilling to let my penis leave. As I slowly withdrew, her labia majora were passively turned inside out, revealing the pink, tender flesh within.
Amidst my wife's constant pleas, I began to violently increase the speed of my thrusts. My penis slammed in, then withdrew roughly. The dry friction of the glans inside her tight vagina even caused me some pain. But it was this perverse pain that gave me a unique stimulation I didn't usually experience. I thrust faster and faster. My hands also wantonly kneaded my wife's swaying breasts. My wife seemed to accept this perverse lovemaking. She stopped begging me; she slowly closed her eyes, letting me ravage her like this.
Seeing my wife's silent resistance, my anger was reignited. I thought fiercely to myself, "You still have a temper? I refuse to believe I can't understand you."
I began to thrust rhythmically, occasionally rotating the glans inside my wife's tight vagina.
After doing this for a while, I straightened my body, pulled my penis out of my wife's vagina a little, leaving a small opening. Then I lowered my head and used two fingers to separate my wife's thick labia majora. I pressed my thumb against my wife's exposed clitoris.
I knew that her clitoris was the most sensitive spot on her body; usually, just touching it would make my beautiful and dignified wife tremble all over. This trick never failed.
Sure enough, my wife began to react to my thrusting and rubbing. Her tightly closed eyes became hazy, her lips parted slightly, and even her jaw trembled uncontrollably.
I patiently teased her for a while, and noticed that my wife's vagina began to secrete some fluid, making it slippery and less dry and difficult for my penis to move. At the same time, the head of my penis felt a slight warmth coming from inside her vagina, a warm embrace that made my whole body feel incredibly comfortable, as if all my hairs were standing on end.
I knew my wife's desire had been aroused. I took a deep breath and thrust my hips forward. Sure enough, my wife's lubricated vagina offered no resistance as I penetrated her completely. I began to thrust my hips, moving my penis back and forth inside her, continuously stimulating her inner walls. I forcefully spread her snow-white thighs apart, allowing my penis to penetrate even deeper. Although my wife's eyes were still tightly closed, the soft moans emanating from her mouth told me that she was beginning to enjoy the immense pleasure my penis was giving her.
Having not made love for three days, I felt exceptionally energetic. I continued my relentless thrusting on my wife's body, maintaining this high-speed rhythm without feeling the slightest fatigue. My penis pumped in and out of her vagina, the thick, hard shaft turning her tender, red inner flesh inside out.
My wife finally couldn't hold back any longer; she began to writhe, her moans growing louder. A mixture of sweat and vaginal fluid flowed from where we were joined, running down her buttocks and onto the sheets.
"Oh…good husband," my wife finally cried out softly, her legs tightly gripping my relentlessly moving waist. "…Husband, you're so amazing…oh…oh…" As my penis plunged deep into her again, my wife's entire body began to spasm violently, her vagina contracting intensely. An unbearable surge of excitement coursed through my body, and I could no longer hold back. A large amount of hot semen shot out from my urethra, shooting straight into my wife's delicate vagina.
It took me a long time to slowly recover from the afterglow of my orgasm. I slowly pulled my now slightly limp penis out of my wife's body, and looking down, I saw a large amount of milky white, viscous semen flowing back from her open vagina, running down her legs and onto the bed, instantly soaking a large patch of the white sheets.
It was as if the nameless fire in my heart had vanished with the ejaculation of the semen. I began to feel a little guilty for treating my wife so roughly. I lowered my head and gently kissed my wife's beautiful earlobe, whispering in her ear, "I'm sorry, wife, I was really... a little... um... something was wrong. Let's wait another month, okay? I promise you, if you don't get pregnant this time, we'll go to the hospital."
My wife didn't speak, but simply collapsed softly onto the bed, panting beneath me. After a long while, she gently nodded. Chapter Two Author: xuqixiu But things in this world often go against people's wishes. More than a month has passed.
My wife's belly is still as flat as a road. Every day when I come home and see my wife's still unchanging figure, I feel nothing but bitterness. I know that my last straw has lost its power… A few more evenings passed, and at the dinner table, I calmly said to my wife, "Um, let's go to the hospital."
After saying that, I immediately lowered my head, frantically shoveling rice into my bowl, not daring to look at my wife again.
"What?" My wife was stunned by my sudden words. She stared at me blankly, and after a long while, she uttered an "Mmm" to indicate that she understood. As a result, we spent that night in an awkward atmosphere.
The next evening, my wife and I both left work early, as if we had planned it together.
"Let's… go." I was the first to speak, saying to my wife.
"Okay." My wife didn't say anything, perhaps because she didn't dare to provoke me at this moment. But she didn't know that I was no longer angry; instead, I felt a deep sense of defeat. As a man, to be forced to have children this way—what could I say? What could I do? We
arrived at the hospital in silence. I looked around the registration desk for a long time, making sure no one I knew was there, before tiptoeing like a thief to pay the registration fee. Then, I hurriedly grabbed my wife's hand and rushed to the selection room.
As soon as I pushed open the door, I was stunned. I had taken all precautions to keep it a secret, but I never expected that my friend would be sitting on duty inside.
He heard the door open, casually looked up, and saw me and my wife standing awkwardly outside.
"Oh, it's you, kid?" my friend said with a smile.
My face flushed red, and I mumbled in a low voice, "Hehe, um... I just came to see you. Oh, by the way, aren't you from the First Hospital? What are you doing here?"
"You know what? It's all because our hospital director came up with some crazy idea, some kind of joint internship, which resulted in several doctors being reassigned. Imagine, me, an obstetrician, ending up in this godforsaken place doing IVF! Sigh, I'm really defeated by these powerful figures. Oh. By the way, why are you with your sister-in-law? Could it be...?"
Hearing my friend's question, I felt my face turn even redder. I pretended to be helpless and said, "Sigh! It's because my mom is so anxious, she's been wanting a grandson. We had no choice, she just kept pushing us, so we came here. It's more convenient and faster, and saves her from worrying."
"Sigh! You can't blame your mother, she's getting old, she always wants a grandson to hold. Okay, I'll get your tests done first," my friend said readily after hearing my explanation.
After saying that, my friend led my wife and me out of the room and turned left into a larger room. He pointed to a door with a sign that read "Women's Laboratory" and said to my wife, "Sister-in-law, you go to this room first for an egg test. I'll take Brother Yu to another room."
At this point, my wife became a little scared. She looked at the unfamiliar door in front of her, then at me. Then she said to me in a weak voice, "Honey, I'm a little scared. Will you come in with me?"
I looked helplessly at my wife's pitiful expression. I looked at my friend again. My friend wisely stepped aside.
"Okay, sweetie, don't be childish," I said gently to my wife. "Besides, this is the women's laboratory. I can't go in. You go in by yourself first, and I'll wait for you at the door after I'm done with my test and sample collection."
"I don't care, I want you to come with me," my wife continued to whine to me.
"Okay, stop it. Listen to me. Besides, didn't you suggest coming to the hospital first? Why are you regretting it now?" I deliberately used reverse psychology to provoke my wife.
My wife, perhaps realizing there was no way to avoid it, went inside alone, glancing back every now and then as she went. I nodded slightly to her from behind, signaling her not to be afraid. With a pitiful expression, she pushed open the door and went inside.
Only after she closed the door did I turn and walk towards my friend. Seeing me approach, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? Is your wife scared?"
"Ugh! Women are such a hassle, I have to be with them for everything, it's so annoying," I replied, feigning impatience. It was as if only by speaking to my wife with such disdain could I demonstrate my manly spirit.
"Hehe..." My friend chuckled a few times and led me into a room. Pushing open the door, a large screen immediately greeted us, blocking out all the furnishings behind it. After we walked around the screen, we saw several tables neatly arranged, though they were scattered haphazardly with various documents and prescriptions.
What surprised me was that a female doctor was sitting at one of the tables. She looked to be in her thirties; while her appearance was average, her skin was very fair, and her figure was superb. Even in her loose white coat, her shapely breasts couldn't be concealed.
"Haha, beautiful, what are you daydreaming about? Thinking about me again?" My friend seemed to know her well, immediately joking with her.
Hearing my friend's teasing, the female doctor immediately made a vomiting gesture: "Ugh, how disgusting! Why are you always so narcissistic? I miss you, please don't make me throw up, okay?"
"Hehe..." My friend laughed happily a few times, then said to her, "Okay, stop joking around. This is my friend, you can examine him first." After saying that, he said to me, "Brother Yu, you examine him here first. I can't leave my place unattended, I have to go first. Come find me when you're done."
"Okay, you go ahead and do your work," I replied to my friend.
"Click." With the sound of my friend leaving and closing the door, only the female doctor and I were left in the room.
For a moment, an awkward atmosphere spread in the room. I didn't expect that a female doctor would be performing this kind of examination on me. I felt extremely awkward.
"Come, sit down first." The female doctor saw my helpless look, smiled, and pulled a stool out from under the table and placed it in front of me.
"Oh, thank you." I carefully sat on the stool, not knowing how to speak, just staring at her blankly.
"Don't be nervous. I'll ask you a few questions, just answer honestly. I'm a doctor, and we've been married for 10 years. We've both been through this, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about." She noticed my awkwardness and spoke gently to me first.
Hearing her words, I nodded. I felt much more at ease. My unease didn't seem so bad anymore. Perhaps being in a hospital setting helped ease my awkwardness.
"Is your sex life normal? How often do you have sex?"
"It's normal, about every two or three days," I answered calmly. Suddenly, I realized that talking about these things in front of a woman wasn't so awkward after all.
"Oh, so who's having the problem? Have you been to other hospitals for tests?" she continued.
"Well… it's me. The doctor said my sperm motility isn't high enough, making it difficult for my wife to conceive," I answered somewhat embarrassedly.
She nodded, then casually said to me, "I see. But don't worry, many people have this problem. It's okay, artificial insemination can easily solve it. It's all the same. It's still your own flesh and blood."
I echoed the doctor's tone, saying, "Yes, that's why we came to the hospital today."
"Alright, go and collect a sperm sample first. I'll test it. If both of you are fine, you can have artificial insemination today." She took a glass crucible from the cabinet, handed it to me, and then pointed to a room next to her, saying, "Go to that room. Give me the semen after you collect the sample."
"I took the glass crucible to the next room, pushed open the door, and found the room simply furnished, with nothing but a white bed. The walls were covered with posters of sexy celebrities, probably for us semen collectors to fantasize about.
I closed the door and stood there blankly for a while before finally taking off my pants. I didn't want to masturbate in bed. Heaven knows how many people have already ejaculated on those surfaces. Just thinking about it made me nauseous. I
pulled down my shorts, and my penis drooped limply from between my legs. I ran my fingers over it a few times, trying to get it hard before masturbating.
But today, my little brother was just being difficult. Maybe it was the wrong time or place, but no matter what I did, it stubbornly refused to lift up. The more anxious I became, the softer it became, and the softer it became, the more anxious I became—we were trapped in a vicious cycle. After a while
, I suddenly heard the female doctor calling me from outside the door: 'Are you out yet?'
'Not...not yet. Wait...wait a little longer.'" "I hurriedly answered anxiously.
I simply closed my eyes, imagining myself raping the celebrities on the posters on the wall one by one. But after a long time, my penis still didn't react. I sighed deeply, looking at the limp thing between my legs with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. The penis is really strange; when you want it to be hard, it doesn't react, but sometimes, when you don't want it to react, it gets hard. I pondered helplessly to myself.
"Still not coming out?" With that question, the female doctor pushed open the door. Seeing her walk in nonchalantly, I froze. I'd forgotten to pull up my pants, leaving my limp penis exposed before her.
She glanced at my uncooperative little brother and said with amusement, "Can't you even get hard?
Actually, many people have this problem; they just don't react here. It's okay, I'll give you a prostate massage." "
After saying that, she pulled a box out from under the bed, opened the lid, took out a bottle, uncapped it, poured out some liquid, and then naturally lifted my penis with her hand, applying the cool liquid to my penis.
I was startled by her bold action. But when her gentle hand touched my penis, a strange pleasure quickly spread throughout my body, and I couldn't help but shiver. My penis gradually hardened under her application, growing harder and harder until the glans broke free of the foreskin and slowly emerged, secreting a few drops of clear liquid from the urethral opening.
I felt extremely embarrassed, afraid that she would think I was a pervert. I stammered and asked her, 'What...what is that you're applying to me? It works quite well; it gets hard as soon as I touch it.'
The female doctor looked up and smiled, saying, 'It's Vaseline.'" "
Oh no, after hearing her words, I wished I could disappear into a hole in the ground. Wasn't this just making things worse?
My face turned bright red, burning hot as if it had been on fire.
Perhaps she found my shyness amusing, because the female doctor didn't say anything more, just watched me with amusement. After a while, she turned her head and took out two condoms from the box, skillfully tearing open the packaging.
I just watched as she put the condom on my already fully erect penis. A strange thought suddenly arose in my mind. I felt like the female doctor was a prostitute putting a condom on her client before having sex."
After putting the condom on my penis, she put the remaining one on her index finger. Then, she casually squatted down and teased me with her palm for a while. Then, she did something that surprised me—she inserted her condom-covered finger into my anus. While gently pushing it in, she said, "Relax, don't be so tense, relax your muscles." Her actions stimulated me so much that my whole body convulsed. How could I relax? Her finger went in a little and then couldn't go any further. I never dreamed that a doctor would insert her finger into my anus. This strange stimulation made my penis even harder, swollen as if it were about to burst.
After moving her finger around my anus for a while, she realized she couldn't go any further. So, she simply used her other hand to grasp my hard penis and started stroking it back and forth. It was clear that her technique was quite skillful, her strength perfectly controlled, neither too light nor too heavy. Each stroke sent shivers down my spine.
This strange stimulation made my pleasure exceptionally intense. In just a dozen or so strokes, I felt a surge of pleasure rush from my penis all the way to my brain. The immense shock almost made me dizzy. I let out a roar from deep within my throat, my buttocks trembling violently, and a large amount of semen gushed out. Luckily, there was a condom in front of me; otherwise, with this level of pleasure, I'm sure I would have shot it all onto the female doctor's face.
The female doctor, very professionally, didn't stop stroking; she carefully continued to stroke back and forth slowly. With each stroke of hers, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen, until she stroked more than ten times, and then the ejaculation slowly stopped. In my memory, apart from my first time having sex and ejaculating so much semen, this was the most satisfying ejaculation I've ever experienced.
After a long while, when my body stopped convulsing, the female doctor carefully removed the condom and poured the semen inside into a glass crucible.
Watching her actions, I pulled up my pants, panting. "Thank you," I said softly.
She smiled. "No need to thank me, it's my job." "Um... when can I get the test results?" I asked cautiously.
"After your wife's report. If both of you are fine, you can do artificial insemination today,"
she replied, picking up the crucible.
"Oh, well... it's nothing... I... I'll go out now," I stammered, feeling embarrassed to face the female doctor any longer. After all, what I had just done might not have meant anything to her, but I still felt incredibly awkward.
"Okay, if you're in a hurry, wait at Xiao Wang's (my friend's) place. If you're not in a hurry, come pick up the report tomorrow," she said with a smile.
"Then I'll go out now." With that, I pushed open the door and hurried out.
When I got to my friend's place, I saw that my wife was already waiting there. I asked her and found out that her sampling was extremely simple; she just used a test tube to collect some eggs.
I chatted aimlessly with my friend for a while, casually passing the time while waiting. Finally, the phone on his desk rang. My friend picked it up, spoke for a bit, and then hung up, saying, "Brother Yu, your wife's tests showed nothing seriously wrong. Although your...your sperm has a bit of low motility, the doctor said it's not a big problem, and the success rate of artificial insemination is still very high. Don't worry, you can go home now and come back for a follow-up check-up in a month."
Nothing can describe my feelings at that moment; I almost jumped for joy. The muscles in my face were trembling uncontrollably.
"Okay, stop getting so excited, look at you like that," my wife said, though she was also very happy, she managed to control her emotions and gently scolded me.
By then, it was quite late, and we said goodbye to my friend. As I walked out of the hospital, my mood seemed to lighten considerably, and the pent-up frustration of the past few days vanished. At the same time, a heartfelt anticipation filled me with a sudden sense of confidence in life.
I smiled and said to my wife, "My dear wife, you're going to be a mother! What are your thoughts?"
My wife gave me a reproachful look, "You're already in such a hurry? Look at you, so silly. Hehe..." She laughed first.
That night, after returning home, we made love passionately again, but this time, our coordination was even more perfect, and we went even more wildly... Chapter Three: Happy days always pass quickly. Finally, it was time for our follow-up check-up at the hospital. That morning, my wife and I both took the day off. We were going to the hospital together to welcome our beloved "baby."
When we left, my wife saw my excited, trembling body and, worried, snatched the car keys from me. She drove herself, and our small car was filled with laughter all the way... When we arrived at the hospital, I rushed to my friend's office, barging in without even knocking.
My friend was carefully looking at a medical record. When he saw me come in, he stood up and smiled at me. But I felt his smile was so forced. Suddenly, a bad premonition welled up in my heart.
"So that's how it turned out? Heh, am I going to be a father?" I forced down my doubts and pretended to be excited as I asked him.
My friend didn't answer, but took a breath and then slowly said, "Brother Yu, sit down first, I'll tell you slowly."
Hearing his words, my heart sank to the bottom. I anxiously interrupted him, "What happened? Don't beat around the bush, just say it." My wife, who was standing beside me, also noticed the strange atmosphere and nodded anxiously in agreement.
"Brother Yu," my friend said to me in a steady voice. "Well... actually..." "Oh, stop with the 'that,' just say it!" I rudely interrupted my friend's stammering words again.
Seeing my state, my friend steeled himself and said with a stern voice, "Brother Yu, the test results are in. Your sperm motility is low, and several attempts at fertilization have failed. Your case is quite unique; the hospital has never encountered such a low success rate before. Why don't you rest for a couple of days, take some time to recover, and then come back? That might help."
I felt like I'd been struck by lightning; I stood there, completely stunned. My mind went blank. I have no memory of what happened after that.
I don't know how I got home. I just sat there on the sofa for a long time, stunned. I vaguely heard my wife saying something, but I didn't understand a word she said.
I sat there until evening, my mind in turmoil, my thoughts jumping around in a jumbled mess.
I thought about many things, and finally made up my mind.
I jumped up from the sofa, startling my wife who had been waiting beside me.
"Wife, I must have a child. If artificial insemination doesn't work, we'll find someone else," I said to her firmly.
My wife was stunned by my words. After a long pause, she hesitated and said, "Honey, I don't understand what you mean."
I gritted my teeth and almost screamed as I said to her, "We'll use a sperm donor. If I can't, we'll find someone else."
"Are you crazy?" my wife exclaimed instinctively. "How could you have such a thought? This is too insane.
Or, how about we adopt one?"
“It’s not our child, it’s not our flesh and blood. I don’t want a child like that,” I continued firmly.
“Then I can go to a sperm bank and find someone else’s sperm, right? How could you even have such a thought? You want me to have sex with another man…” My wife trailed off, too embarrassed to finish her sentence.
I shook my head. “I’ve thought about artificial insemination at a sperm bank, but can you guarantee what kind of person the sperm donor is? What if it’s donated by someone incredibly ugly, and we end up with that child? If others see it, they’ll immediately know it’s not my child. How can I face people then? I’ll be wearing a green hat for the rest of my life!”
“But isn’t what you’re doing already a green hat?” My wife continued to try and dissuade me from this crazy idea.
But my mind was already made up. I turned to my wife and said, slowly and deliberately, "I don't care anymore. This is settled. Tomorrow I'll find someone who looks like me. I must have a child of my own. Even if it's not my biological child, it's yours too."
I know my expression was fierce. My wife saw my expression and knew I wouldn't change my mind. She slumped softly onto the sofa, closed her eyes, and remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and said to me, "Honey, as long as you don't mind, I'll go all out."
That night, neither of us could sleep. I lay on my side with my back to my wife, and until late at night, I could still hear her sighs beside me... The next morning, when we went to work, we didn't kiss goodbye as usual. After all, my decision made both my wife and me feel a little awkward. We simply said goodbye and left home... On the way, as I drove, I searched my mind for a suitable target. Suddenly, someone popped into my head—he was the new college graduate at our company. I personally recruited him. Actually, a big reason I hired him was because he looks a lot like me. Even my colleagues in the company suspected he might be a relative of mine to get into such a large company so easily.
He's the one. I set my sights on him, silently considering how to bring up this embarrassing matter… Sitting in the large executive chair at my desk, I swayed back and forth, my brow furrowed in thought; how should I tell him? After all, this was a huge humiliation for me. Besides, how could I make sure this guy kept quiet? If he leaked it, I probably wouldn't be able to live anymore. At the very least, I wouldn't be able to stay at the company any longer.
By the afternoon, I still didn't have a perfect plan. My secretary came in several times, seemingly wondering about my strange behavior today. What was I busy with that I hadn't even eaten lunch?
I looked at the clock on my desk. It was almost time to leave work; if I didn't speak up soon, I might miss the opportunity. My heart was pounding with conflict. I didn't want to give my beautiful wife away to another man, but my longing for my child compelled me to do it.
Finally, I made up my mind. My trembling fingers touched the intercom, and I hesitantly said, "Xiao Wang, could you have Xiao Li, the new guy in the sales department, come to my office?"
"Okay," the secretary's gentle voice came through the phone.
I released my fingers and slumped into my chair, my emotions too complex to express in words.
"Knock knock knock." A short while later, there was a crisp knock on the office door.
"Come in," I said, forcing myself to sit up straight.
The door opened carefully. Xiao Li's head peeked out from behind the door first. Then, he cautiously walked over and, head bowed, asked fearfully at my desk, "Manager, you wanted to see me?"
"Please sit down," seeing his fearful expression, I felt a little calmer.
Watching him timidly sit down in front of me, I couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing. He looked so much like me that for a moment, I even recalled how I had sat in front of my ex, just as terrified, anxiously awaiting his judgment. This feeling made me feel much closer to Xiao Li.
"Xiao Li, you've been with the company for over two months now, how's it going? Is there anything you're not used to?
Are you happy with your work?" I started by trying to put him at ease and continue my awkward conversation.
Unexpectedly, my question only made him more nervous. He hurriedly stood up, almost crying, and said, "Manager, if I've done anything wrong, please forgive me! I promise I won't make that mistake again, please don't fire me, okay?"
I was both annoyed and amused. I hadn't expected my casual remark to cause him such panic. "Sit down first. Who said I was going to fire you? I called you here today to encourage you. After all, I personally recruited you, and if you don't perform well, I'll lose face, won't I?"
Hearing my words, he visibly calmed down, and his body relaxed. He scratched his head sheepishly and laughed, saying, "I thought the manager was going to… hehe…" Once the topic was opened, the rest of the conversation became much more relaxed. During our chat, I learned that he wasn't a local. He was from a rural area in a neighboring province. After graduating from university, he wanted to stay in this city. However, because there were already countless university graduates in our city, he had only just found a job. No wonder he was so tense earlier.
Knowing he wasn't from this city, I felt much more at ease, and I chatted casually
with him. But I just couldn't bring myself to bring up the topic of sperm donation.
Seeing that it was getting dark outside, I steeled myself. I said to him, "Xiao Li, I have something I'd like you to help me with, but I don't know how to ask."
Seeing how much I cared for him, he excitedly replied, "Manager, just say it! No matter how difficult it is, I'll definitely do it for you."
"Okay, since you've said that, I'll leave it to you," I said solemnly. Seeing my serious expression, he immediately sat up straight, indicating his willingness to go through fire and water for me.
"I want you to have a child for me," I said, struggling to get the words out.
"What?" he exclaimed loudly upon hearing me.
"Shh..." I placed my index finger to the side, gently signaling him not to shout so loudly, lest others hear. Then, I poured out my difficulties to him in one breath. Finally, I added, "If you handle things well and get my wife pregnant, I'll immediately transfer you to the provincial capital as the chief sales representative for the branch office, with double the salary and bonuses." Then, after thinking for a moment, I added, "If you dare to leak this, not only will you lose your job, but you'll also be in serious danger. I have the power to make you regret it." My tone became stern.
He listened to me blankly, mouth agape. After standing there stunned for a while, he cautiously asked, "Manager, you're not joking, are you?"
"I'm serious. Who jokes about something like this?" I retorted coldly. "So, are you going to agree or not?"
"If you agree, I'll give you 10,000 yuan as a trouble fee, as far as I know. Your family isn't very well-off, is it? This money should be enough for your parents to live a very comfortable life." I used both threats and inducements, but deep down I felt strange—paying someone to play with my wife, what kind of act was this?
"Okay, I agree, manager." "I don't know if it was my ten thousand yuan that worked, or if it was this strange experience that attracted him. After thinking it over for a long time, Xiao Li finally agreed.
Chapter Four: While driving on the road, we were all speechless. This awkward atmosphere continued until I got home.
I opened the door. My wife was sitting on the sofa in a daze. When she saw me come back, she stood up to get me slippers. But when she saw Xiao Li standing behind me, looking flustered, she immediately realized that this was the 'substitute' I had found.
Her face flushed red to the roots of her neck.
Looking at my wife's shy face, she was truly beautiful beyond compare. My heart suddenly ached.
Such a beautiful wife was going to be defiled by another man tonight. I didn't know what to feel.
After a while, I was the first to break free from the awkwardness of the three of us. I pretended to be relaxed and said, 'Come on, let me introduce you. Xiao Li, this is your sister-in-law. Wife, this is Xiao Li from our company.'"
My wife kept her head down, staring at the ground. She gave a slight nod, which was her response to my introduction. Xiao Li, on the other hand, was frantically scratching his head. "
Sigh, looks like I'll have to continue playing the mediator to ease this suffocating atmosphere. I'm really doing a good job wearing this green hat," I thought bitterly to myself. Aloud, I pretended to be nonchalant and said to my wife, "Don't just stand there like an idiot, go make us something to eat. We haven't eaten, our stomachs are growling."
Hearing this, my wife quickly turned and went to the kitchen. Perhaps she also wanted to escape this suffocating atmosphere?
I gestured for Xiao Li to sit on the sofa and said with a smile, "So, what do you think? Your sister-in-law is pretty, isn't she? Giving her to you for free wouldn't be a bad deal, would it?" Hearing my teasing, Xiao
Li became even more nervous and didn't know what to say, only nodding repeatedly. Actually, I wasn't in a good mood either, and I was too lazy to say anything more. We just sat there blankly, watching some lousy program on TV.
The food was ready quickly. The three of us sat in a circle and started eating. All three of us were preoccupied, and the meal was unusually slow. It wasn't until more than an hour later that our bowls were empty.
My wife stood up and said softly, "I'll go wash the dishes first." Then she started clearing the table.
"No need, let me wash the dishes today. You and Xiao Li go to the bedroom first... first..." I hesitated for a long time before finally coming up with a word—"Go and have a chat."
My wife and Xiao Li didn't move when they heard me. They just stood there by the table.
"Sigh, I'm really born to be cuckolded! I even have to actively push my lover into the bedroom." I thought to myself with self-mockery. I continued to say, "Okay, stop staring blankly, go in." "As I spoke, I grabbed one person with each hand and forcibly herded them into the bedroom. I even closed the door behind me.
The moment the door closed, my nose started to sting, and tears streamed uncontrollably down my cheeks. I was filled with a feeling of humiliation. I slowly moved to the sofa, collapsed onto it, and let the tears flow down my face.
It took me a long time to recover from this heartbreaking feeling. I sat for a while, but my heart felt like it was overgrown with weeds, incredibly anxious. I stood up, carefully moved to the bedroom door, and pressed my ear against it, trying to hear what was going on inside.
I don't know what my motivation was at that moment; anyway, I suddenly felt like I was having an affair." I felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness. But after listening for a while, I found the room completely silent. Strangely, I carefully turned the doorknob, trying my best to make no sound.
I silently pushed the door open a crack. I peered inside, wanting to see what it was like.
But to my astonishment, nothing had happened. My wife and Xiao Li were sitting back-to-back on one side of the large bed, both staring blankly into space. I felt a wave
of relief wash over me. Thank goodness, my wife hadn't been violated. I slowly backed away, tilting my head back, and sat down on the edge of the hallway. I had an urge to immediately send Xiao Li back.
"Let's just leave it at that. No child, no problem." "I tried to convince myself, but the image of me holding my son, so happy, immediately flashed through my mind. My emotions started to swirl again.
These two thoughts swirled in my mind for a long time, but finally, the image of my child overwhelmed my feelings of humiliation.
I stood up abruptly, strode over, and pushed open the door.
The door didn't open very loudly, but it still sounded so jarring in the quiet bedroom. My wife and Xiao Li both looked up at the same time, staring at me in surprise.
"Why are you two still so reserved?" I said, feigning dissatisfaction. Then I walked up to Xiao Li and said to him, "Come on, take off your clothes first."
Xiao Li's face turned bright red, and he stared at me blankly for a long time without moving.
"Didn't you promise me? Now that things have come to this, what's there to be embarrassed about?" "I scolded him loudly, but deep down I hated him. Even though it was my own request, subconsciously I hoped he wouldn't have agreed. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of money and infidelity.
I despise this kind of person. — God knows how conflicted I feel right now.
Seeing my expression, Xiao Li hurriedly took off his clothes. When he pulled down his underwear, a limp penis dangled out.
I glanced at him and noticed that even his penis looked very similar to mine. Both were about 20 centimeters long, with a long foreskin that completely covered the glans when flaccid. My wife, seeing Xiao Li naked, became even more ashamed. Her head was almost below her neck. I went over
, put my arm around her waist, and whispered in her ear, 'My dear wife, I'm sorry you had to go through this. All of this is for us to have a child of our own. Please, don't be so shy.
Just think of it as a special kind of artificial insemination.'" "
My wife nodded slightly after hearing my words. Seeing that she had agreed, I began to take off her outer clothes.
With her half-hearted resistance, my beautiful wife was completely undressed. I pushed her in front of Xiao Li and said to him, 'My wife is yours now. This is your job, you must do it well.' After saying that, I turned and left the room, but I deliberately left a crack open.
I pretended to stomp loudly as I walked to the living room, then tiptoed back and peeked through the crack in the door.
I saw my wife and Xiao Li standing there for a while, and I noticed that Xiao Li's gaze was gradually being drawn to my wife's alluring figure. His eyes became increasingly fixed, and his penis suddenly became erect at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly pressing against his lower abdomen."
He kept pursing his lips, swallowing saliva repeatedly, streams of it trickling down his throat. Suddenly, he grabbed his wife, and they both collapsed onto the bed. "It
's finally starting," I murmured to myself. A perverse sense of anticipation rose within me.
His wife offered no resistance; she had already acquiesced to Xiao Li's shameless actions. The man, like a lecherous wolf, nibbled and bit at his wife's fair body.
Soon, his teeth marks and saliva covered her white skin, and under the lamplight, her body glistened.
Perhaps kissing wasn't enough; his hands began to caress her body. Gradually, one hand climbed onto her full breasts, kneading them incessantly, the pressure increasing, compressing and deforming her high, firm breasts in his hands. Although my wife didn't respond, I knew her breasts were a sensitive area, and if Xiao Li continued teasing her like this, she would eventually succumb.
Sure enough, after a short while, my wife let out a few soft moans, and when Xiao Li took her nipple into his mouth, she couldn't hold back any longer and cried out, "Ugh..."
Hearing her cry, Xiao Li sucked even harder, making slurping sounds.
I cursed inwardly, "You little bastard, it's just borrowing a seed, why are you being so meticulous? Hurry up and get down here!"
Perhaps Xiao Li heard my curse, for he lifted his head, panting heavily. Then, clumsily, he placed his leg between my wife's legs, accidentally pressing on her tender flesh, causing her to cry out in pain.
Seeing his awkward movements, I felt a pang of despair; was he still a virgin? I'm so unlucky. I found a virgin to "borrow" from, so my charming wife could "teach" him a lesson in sex.
Sure enough, I guessed right. Little Li knelt between my wife's legs, and although she obediently spread her legs, waiting for his penetration, he kept trying, but couldn't get in. He even missed a few times, and seeing the pained expressions on his face, I secretly chuckled. I never expected this scene.
Perhaps my wife noticed Little Li's inexperience; after waiting for a long time without success, she opened her eyes and asked him suspiciously, "Are you still... a virgin? You've never done this before."
Little Li was sweating profusely with anxiety. I understand the pain of desperately wanting to penetrate but not finding the way. My first time with my wife was like that too.
It seemed Little Li was at his wit's end. He said to his wife in a trembling voice, "Sister-in-law, I've never...never done this before, please...please help me..."
His wife shook her head helplessly, reached down, grasped his hard penis, and gently stroked it a few times. I was even a little jealous watching this—just hurry up and get it over with, why bother stroking it?
Little Li was also a disappointment; his wife had only stroked it a few times, just as she was about to aim it at his vagina, when he suddenly lost control. His body trembled violently, and with each tremor, a large gush of thick semen shot out. Being young, the amount of semen he ejaculated was astonishing. And the force of the ejaculation was also great; several spurts hit his wife's lower abdomen, and even more splashed onto her face. I envied him for being able to ejaculate so far.
It took him quite a while to finish. His gentle wife didn't stop stroking him, helping him until he was completely climaxed before withdrawing her hand. After
catching his breath, Xiao Li looked up at his wife and said, "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I... I just... couldn't help myself."
"It's alright," his wife said softly, having relaxed considerably after their intimate encounter. "Young people are always like this the first time. You'll control yourself after a few times." She then pushed Xiao Li away, gesturing for him to get off the bed.
Xiao Li stood blankly by the bed, watching his wife pull the semen-stained sheets off. She first wiped the sticky liquid from her hands onto the sheets, then smeared the semen from her body and face onto the sheets, before casually tossing them on the floor. I silently thought to myself, "I'm never going to take this sheet again. I'll throw it in the trash tomorrow."
My wife deftly pulled a new sheet from the closet and spread it out on the bed, smoothing it out. It was then that I noticed Xiao Li. He was watching his naked wife bustling around, and his penis, which had just ejaculated, was already hard again.
My wife noticed the unusual change in Xiao Li's genitals and exclaimed in surprise, "You're hard again so quickly?"
"Sister-in-law, you're so charming. Just looking at you makes me want to..." Xiao Li mumbled.
"Damn, you're really good at flattering," I cursed inwardly.
My wife seemed pleased with Xiao Li's compliment. She smiled and said, "You're almost 30, what's so beautiful about you? You're really good at flattering people."
"No, sister-in-law, it's not flattery, you really are very beautiful, I... I mean it." "Xiao Li hurriedly explained.
His wife, hearing his words, smiled even more happily, like a rose in full bloom. Xiao Li was stunned. He mustered his courage and climbed onto the bed, carefully embracing his wife's smooth body.
His wife remained silent, her exquisite face, her fair skin glistening with a crystalline smoothness, her soft lips emitting a fragrant breath—it made my heart almost leap out of my mouth.
His wife slowly closed her eyes, tacitly approving of Xiao Li's actions.
Xiao Li licked his lips and then placed his hand on his wife's soft breasts, gently kneading them.
After a while, he gently moved his head closer to her breasts..." At the corner of his wife's red lips, she seemed to sense Xiao Li's approach. She involuntarily licked her lips lightly with the tip of her tongue. At that moment, Xiao Li couldn't resist either, covering his wife's cherry-like, delicate lips with his own.
I was both excited and angry. Excited because I had witnessed such a sensual scene. Angry because why wasn't he hurrying up and getting down to business, instead of having time for flirting?
They kissed like that for quite a while before leaving. As they left, I noticed a sticky line of saliva lingering between their lips. "Honestly, just how much saliva did he drool over his wife?" "I thought fiercely to myself.
Finally, the crucial moment arrived again. Xiao Li stretched his legs between his wife's legs once more. This time, his wife proactively reached out and grasped his penis, gesturing for him to insert it.
At this point, even a fool would know what to do. Xiao Li gently moved his lower body, first pushing his glans in. From my angle, I could see his penis slowly parting his wife's plump labia, the bright red glans gradually sinking in, quickly entering his wife's vagina, leaving only the bulging veins of his penis outside.
However, when Xiao Li's glans had penetrated less than halfway into his wife's already somewhat slippery vagina, he felt it was difficult to go any further. I knew that when my wife was particularly excited and nervous, her vagina would contract very strongly.
Every time I encountered this situation, I would be driven to ecstasy by my wife's tightly clenched vagina.
'You're lucky, buddy, to enjoy this kind of top-notch treatment,' I thought jealously to myself once again."
Xiao Li had no such thoughts. I showed no mercy whatsoever. He thrust hard, and I even heard a "plop" sound as his thick, hard penis was fully inserted into my wife's tender, alluring vagina.
"Oh... oh... um..." My wife had just let out a soft moan when Xiao Li's mouth covered it. Then Xiao Li sucked on my wife's tongue while penetrating her vagina, moving up and down together, his penis thrusting faster and faster.
My wife's brows furrowed slightly from Xiao Li's rapid thrusting, and she let out soft moans from deep in her throat, whether from pleasure or pain, I couldn't tell. I could feel her beautiful legs, which were wrapped around Xiao Li's waist, tensing up. Even her toes involuntarily curled up, almost perpendicular to the soles of her feet. This showed how much pleasure and stimulation the penis inside her was giving her.
From my angle, I could see their lower bodies moving back and forth. I saw that with each thrust of Xiao Li's penis, the pink flesh of my wife's labia minora flipped in and out. The scene was truly depraved.
After a while, Xiao Li seemed to get into it. He straightened up, forcefully supporting my wife's slender waist, and began to thrust violently. My wife, being ridden beneath me, was clearly enjoying herself immensely. Her moans were much louder now that Xiao Li's lips were no longer covering them.
As Xiao Li thrust rapidly, my wife's full, white breasts swayed violently with his rhythm, and her pink nipples slowly perked up, standing erect on her breasts, looking exceptionally alluring.
My wife's increasingly loud moans and her expression, which was hard to describe as either pain or pleasure, seemed to further stimulate Xiao Li's lust. While he was thrusting, he freed one hand to pinch my wife's nipple, rubbing it hard and occasionally kneading it fiercely.
But a man who has just tasted the pleasures of a woman cannot last long. After only a short while, Xiao Li couldn't take it anymore. His breathing became increasingly rapid, and his body pressed completely against his wife's. The force and speed of his thrusts were astonishing. A pair of full scrotums swayed back and forth in front of me, dazzling my eyes.
Finally, he shouted and forcefully thrust his penis into his wife's vagina, his body trembling violently in waves. I counted the number of his tremors, until he stopped after more than 20. At this point, his previously bulging scrotums seemed much shrunken, with more noticeable wrinkles.
"Just keep thrusting in there a little longer; the longer it goes in, the greater the chance of my wife getting pregnant," I silently murmured to myself.
After a long while, Xiao Li's penis slowly softened and was gradually squeezed out by his wife's tight vagina. As his penis drooped from her vagina, a large amount of thick, white fluid flowed onto the sheets.
"Don't do this! Good wife, you have to save some semen! I finally made this decision, I don't want to waste this essence like this!" I thought anxiously to myself.
My wife was very understanding. After noticing Xiao Li's penis was withdrawing, she immediately gestured for him to climb off her. Then, she raised her legs high to prevent any more semen from flowing out of her vagina.
I looked at my wife's vaginal opening, which was covered in semen. The white fluid was sticky and viscous. My wife's labia majora were so tightly closed from Xiao Li's vigorous thrusting that the vaginal opening was slightly open, revealing the vaginal opening filled with semen.
Chapter Five: Seeing that everything in the room had returned to calm, my heart also began to calm down slowly. I let out a long sigh of relief, my tense muscles relaxing considerably.
Xiao Li was the same; lying beside his wife like a fish out of water, his mouth agape, he was panting heavily. It seemed the ordeal with his wife had exhausted him.
Looking at the naked Xiao Li, a strange sense of disgust welled up inside me. This naive young man had taken away my wife's virginity, which she had guarded for ten years. I kept telling myself; it wasn't his fault. But it was no use. I even had the urge to rush in and beat him up.
The three of us remained silent, each lost in our own thoughts. The room returned to silence. Only the quartz clock on the wall ticked away, its sound particularly clear in the quiet bedroom.
My wife was the first to stop her contraception. She first arched her high buttocks, then slowly and carefully sat up. Still not entirely sure, she touched her genitals a few times. She noticed no more semen was flowing out of her vagina, so she boldly stood by the bed and put on her underwear.
Xiao Li heard a noise beside him, opened his eyes, and turned his head. He saw his wife was already getting dressed.
He quickly sat up as well, frantically picking up his clothes from the floor and putting them on. It seemed that after his earlier release, his pent-up desire had been relieved, and he was becoming more sober, realizing this wasn't a place where he could indulge in unrestrained sexual activity .
Seeing that they were both dressed, I quickly and quietly went back to the living room, sat on the sofa, and pretended to watch the boring TV.
After a while, the bedroom door opened, and Xiao Li cautiously walked out, head down. He came to me, looking like a child who had done something wrong, and said fearfully, "Manager, I...I'm going back."
"Oh," I deliberately pretended to have just snapped out of my TV drama. "Are you done?" I tried to sound nonchalant.
Hearing me ask him this, Xiao Li's face turned even redder. He mumbled something incoherently.
Seeing his embarrassed state, I felt a release of some of my pent-up frustration. I looked at him with amusement.
"Going back? Shall I drive you?"
"No need...no need." Xiao Li shook his head vigorously. "I...I can go back by myself. Manager, then...then I'll go first."
"Okay, you go back first. If I remember anything else, I'll tell you later." I nodded in agreement.
"Oh." Xiao Li agreed, quickly walked to the door, hurriedly pushed it open, and rushed out.
I watched his departing figure, unsure of what to feel. I felt like I was in a dream.
"My wife was just played with by another man like that?" I asked myself with a bitter smile. It seemed I still hadn't fully accepted this fact. I sat there blankly for a long time, then suddenly jumped up and strode into the bedroom.
Entering the bedroom, I saw my wife, dressed neatly, sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought. She heard my footsteps, looked up at me, seemed to want to say something, but didn't know how to start, looking hesitant.
Honestly, I didn't know what to say to my wife. I silently walked over, plopped down next to her, pulled a cigarette from my pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag.
We remained silent for a long time, neither of us speaking first. The atmosphere in the bedroom grew increasingly oppressive. I didn't want to create this suffocating atmosphere, but I simply didn't know what to say.
Finally, my wife spoke first; she pursed her lips, biting her lower lip, and hesitantly turned to me, saying, "Honey, will you...dislike me in the future?"
I forced a smile, trying to keep my expression calm. But the stiff muscles in my face made the smile look rather strange. Seeing my odd smile, my wife's eyes immediately reddened, and tears welled up.
"I knew it would end like this," she said, her voice trembling with tears.
Seeing her aggrieved expression, my heart softened. After all, I had orchestrated everything; my gentle wife was just a passive victim.
"No, my dear wife," I said, trying to sound gentle. "I know you're upset too, but don't worry. Your husband won't dislike you. After all, you did this for your husband, how could I dislike you?" With that, I gently pulled her into my arms.
She leaned obediently on my shoulder. She whispered in my ear, "Honey, I know you really love children, and I love them too. But if what I'm doing makes you resent me, I'd rather not have children."
"Don't...don't think like that," I quickly reassured my wife. "I won't have any thoughts. I know you're doing this all for me. Okay, don't be upset, smile." I gently stroked her smooth chin with my finger, lightly brushing the tip of her nose a few times.
"You're so annoying, you've made my nose red!" My wife squirmed a few times, a sweet smile appearing on her face.
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