Silk Wife's Surrogate Sexual Affairs

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"Honey, have you made up your mind
? I ran into Xiao Ma and Wan Yan at Zhongxing Plaza this morning, and they asked me about it again. Make a decision soon, it's not good to keep putting it off." My beautiful wife, Xiao Xin, said to me while putting on her shoes.

"Sigh... I think you should make the decision. Your body should be your responsibility, and I completely respect your wishes."

"No, you're my husband, the head of the family! You make the decision for me. Whether it's good or bad, I want you to take full responsibility."

"Okay... let me calm down. I'll answer them in a couple of days."

My wife, Xiao Xin, seemed a little doubtful. After putting on her shoes, she looked up at me for several seconds, bit her lip, and said, "Alright, I'm going out now, my girlfriends are waiting for me."

"Honey, tomorrow's our wedding anniversary, and you went to your friend's house. Aren't you going to stay home and keep your husband company?"

Xiaoxin came back into the house provocatively in her high heels, pressed herself against my chest, looked up at me with seductive eyes, slightly pouting her lips, and ran her slender, white fingers across my face. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right? Tomorrow's our wedding anniversary, don't you want a gift, honey?"

"A gift? I'm always the one giving you gifts. When did I get a gift?"

"Yes, you work so hard, honey. This anniversary, I wanted to treat you."

"Hehe, I can look forward to it and see if there's a surprise."

"You'll like it. I'm leaving now, mwah."

After seeing my wife Xiaoxin off, I casually flipped through her personal gift box, but what it contained were some rather unusual things. I was quite surprised when I first learned that Xiaoxin had such a little thing hidden away. The small tin box was filled with love letters written to her by boys or men from junior high school to high school to university and up to the present. It added up to a huge stack.

"Phew... Women really are all pretentious and vain. She said she loved me wholeheartedly, but secretly she's been collecting all those old love letters from years ago. Is she planning to show them off to her children and grandchildren later? The most recent ones are from just a few months ago! I was really shocked. Xiaoxin and I have been married for several years now, and we even have a daughter. If it weren't for what happened recently, all those flirtatious glances from men would have gone unnoticed for who knows how long."

I thought to myself, feeling a little smug. Hehe, isn't my wife beautiful? Isn't she gorgeous? You guys can only look, don't even think about it, haha. I continued flipping through the various mushy messages the men had written to my wife, Xiaoxin, using arrogant boasts to mask the growing restlessness in my heart. When I saw the love letters Xiaoma had secretly written to Xiaoxin, I felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

Around this time last year, Xiaoxin had an abortion of Xiaoma and her child, which ended our shameless three-person relationship. The three of us returned to our ordinary lives, and soon after, Xiaoxin gave birth to my daughter, and life became prosperous. But unexpectedly, not long after, Xiao Ma's family pressured him to get married again. This time, Xiao Ma had no choice but to agree. I took the wedding photos, and Xiao Xin and I were the bridesmaids. I must say, the bride was incredibly beautiful. A wealthy family's introduction truly makes a difference. But new problems arose. After the pressure to marry, Xiao Ma's parents started pressuring him to have a grandson. This shouldn't have been our problem, but…

the next day was my and Xiao Xin's wedding anniversary. I felt particularly good today. Absence makes the heart grow fonder; I had deeply experienced this over a year ago. I dressed up early, even putting on some perfume, which is unusual for me. I put on a shirt, looking clean and tidy, and I was very satisfied with myself. Xiaoxin went to a friend's house yesterday and slept there overnight. We arranged to meet at a restaurant on East Street at 6 pm today, and I left at 5 pm.

Xiaoxin didn't let me pick her up, which is a bit like when we first went on dates. Back then, I didn't have a car, and Xiaoxin always went to the meeting place by herself. "Honey, I'm here," I said on my phone.

"Huh? It's only 5:30, you're out so early."

"Yeah, on such an important day, how could I dare to neglect my dear wife?"

"Haha, okay, okay, I'm out too."

20 minutes later.

"Honey, aren't you here yet?"

"Don't rush me, you know girls can't walk fast, and I'm still wearing high heels."

"I'll come pick you up."

"No need, no need, I'm almost there."

6:15 pm.

"Honey, why aren't you here yet? Did something happen on the way?"

"No, a friend suddenly had an emergency, so I went back. I'm sorry, honey. Go eat something first. It'll be about an hour. I'll call you then and pick me up at the X neighborhood on East Street."

"Okay, no problem. Just call me if you need any help."

"Okay, love you, bye."

7 o'clock.

7:30.

8 o'clock.

"Hello, hello?" Six or seven calls went unanswered, making me a little anxious. It wasn't that I was afraid my wife would stand me up; I was just worried she might run into trouble with her friends and be all alone. Finally, after another ten minutes or so, I received a call from Xiaoxin.

"Sorry, honey, I kept you waiting so long. I deliberately stood you up because I needed to stay home and prepare your wedding anniversary gift. I promised to give you a surprise, so hurry home and see it. Love you, your wife~" What?! You're messing with me?! I looked again and saw that the message was sent to me as a comment. I felt a jolt of excitement and my desire surged. I hurriedly drove home.

"Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin? Xiaoxin?! Where the hell is she? She was supposed to be home, what the hell is going on? Are you messing with me again?" I returned home but couldn't find my wife, Xiaoxin. However, as soon as I stepped into the hallway, I noticed a small box, beautifully packaged, making me hesitant to open it. There was a small note on the box: "My dearest husband, I'm so touched by how hard you work and take care of me. On this special day, I've prepared a big gift for you. I'm sure you'll love it! Open it now! Love, your wife~"

Heh heh, is it really necessary to go to such lengths for such a small box? I opened the box, and inside was a pair of stockings! I clearly remember these stockings were the ones Xiaoxin wore to her friend's house yesterday. They were regular flesh-colored, slightly off-white thong pantyhose. They were a little wrinkled from being worn all day, and still seemed warm, carrying my wife's fragrance. When I parted the crotch of the stockings, a strong, pungent odor wafted out. The toes were thicker, and the strong, slightly sour foot odor made my mouth water, and there was also a hint of stench that quickly spread through the hallway.

A pair of stockings for our wedding anniversary? As I was pondering this, I noticed a small slip of paper at the bottom of the box. It read, "I wouldn't just give you a pair of stockings, my dear husband. Go see what's in the living room. Love, your wife~"

A treasure hunt? The living room was a bit messy, not exactly messy, just the tables, chairs, and some small ornaments weren't arranged very neatly. I remembered tidying up the house before I left. This didn't make sense. My wife, Xiaoxin, must have come home earlier. She must have deliberately stood me up and secretly returned home to prepare this gift for me. But where was Xiaoxin now?

There was a small card on the table: "Honey, the house is a bit messy. I'll have to trouble you to tidy it up a bit. Please also tidy up the clothes scattered on the floor. Love, your wife~"

Then I noticed two pieces of clothing lying on the floor: a light blue vest and a cream-colored dress. These were the clothes Xiaoxin wore to her friend's house yesterday. Seeing them lying on the floor at home made me suspicious; this was definitely not a simple wedding anniversary gift.

Following the directions, I went to the kitchen, where a table was covered in dishes and leftovers, scattered about. A small card on the table read, "Sorry, honey, I ate at home when I stood you up. I told you to eat out and not wait for me. I guess you were waiting for me and didn't eat, so I packed some food for you in a box. After you eat, could you please wash the dishes?"

What happened to the gift?! I get home and you expect me to eat takeout and wash the dishes? "Man is iron, food is steel," so in the end I still chose to eat. But the more I thought about it, the more something felt off. Why were there three bowls and three pairs of chopsticks on the table? I obediently washed the dishes, and when I opened the cupboard, I found a small card stuck to it. In that instant, I felt my intelligence had been insulted. "Honey, I knew you would obediently wash all the dishes. I'm so sorry to have troubled you. Go and see the bedroom."

The bedroom was pitch black. I turned on the light and saw a messy bed. A large suitcase was placed on my and Xiaoxin's bed. The card on the suitcase read, "My dear husband, my usual work..." Thank you for all the hard work, and I'm so grateful for taking care of me all these years. Sometimes I just want to tell you that I cook and wash the dishes, and dish soap really hurts my hands. After you've eaten, you can go do your own thing. Sometimes, could you wash the dishes with me? Sometimes I fantasize about you eating the dinner I made for you, and us washing dishes together and flirting—wouldn't that be romantic?

But I really love you. Last week when I went back to my parents' house, they praised you again. You're so capable and family-oriented; I think no other man, no matter how rich, could be better. My friends are all so envious that I married you. You always say I was a heartthrob in school, but you don't know, you were quite attractive to girls too.

Today is our wedding anniversary, and thinking back to the moment you put the ring on my finger makes me feel so sweet. I know you have some strange quirks, but so do I; it's just that as a girl, it's really not good... I'm just telling you directly. On this special day, I want to tell you that you are the most important person in my life, and I want to give myself completely to you and be your wife!

See the packaging bag on the ground? Remember the sexy lingerie you bought me when we went shopping a few weeks ago? 500 yuan! You bought it for me without even thinking about it, without a second thought. And today, I'm wearing it for you. Open the box! So touching! So

incredibly touching! I swear this is the first love letter I've ever received. My wife praising herself in a love letter brought tears to my eyes, and I felt so full of positive energy. Forget about work, reputation, career, money, status—all that matters now! I just want to hold my wife and tell her I'll fight for her for the rest of my life!

"Xiaoxin? Xiaoxin? Wife? I've opened it." I gently patted the huge suitcase, sweat already beading on my forehead, my hands trembling slightly with excitement, warm and sticky with perspiration. I slowly unzipped the suitcase and unscrewed the side flap.

"This...this...this isn't what we agreed on." Instead of seeing my beautiful wife lying quietly in

the suitcase I could even see it wrapped around my beautiful wife's body, it was already wrinkled and crumpled into a mess. The lingerie was a completely transparent, one-piece style, deliberately exposing the nipples against a short skirt only two or three centimeters long. Now, however, the lingerie was covered in dried semen, hard clumps of it stuck to the fabric, every part emanating a strong, pungent odor.

A pair of flesh-colored pantyhose was also tossed in the box—my favorite open-crotch pantyhose. I always made Xiaoxin wear them when we went shopping, so we could stroll without underwear, intentionally or unintentionally showing off. Now, those pantyhose were wrinkled and stuck to a pair of high heels. The black leather high heels gleamed under the light; they were my favorite open-toe, peep-toe style with thin soles. Now, the flesh-colored stockings were stuck to the soles because of the sticky semen.

I suddenly felt dizzy and my breathing became rapid and labored. All of this confirmed that my wife was having an affair! I frantically sniffed the expensive lingerie covered in dried semen, and then inhaled the sour smell of the stockings stuck to the soles of the high heels, the stench of semen, and the lingering scent of her body.

"What's this?" A small box hidden under the stockings caught my attention. The box wasn't very big, it was plastic, and I couldn't quite understand the English on it, but the pictures and cards on the box aroused another wave of lust within me, and I was already erect.

"Honey~ Are you already smelling the lingerie and stockings I left for you? You must be, right~" Otherwise, you wouldn't be seeing this message. Smell it, smell it as much as you want. I love seeing you masturbate with my stockings wrapped around your penis. Honey, Xiao Ma and his wife have gone abroad for their honeymoon, and they took me, their bridesmaid, with them. You really can't blame me for this. For the past six months, you've been constantly teasing me, trying to make me think back to the days I spent with Xiao Ma. Actually, I do miss them a little. Now, I'm back with him, so don't be angry. But I'm not that heartless. I'll probably be in the Maldives for two weeks and then come back. During this time, if you miss me, just wrap your penis in the stockings I left you, smell the pungent scent of my underwear, and masturbate with this vibrator cup~ Actually, Xiao Ma picked out this masturbation cup for you. I said I wanted to give you a masturbation cup as a substitute for mine for our wedding anniversary, but he said he wanted to give you one that's similar in shape to my vagina. I hope you can imagine what it's like when I'm having a threesome with Xiao Ma and the others in the Maldives while you're inserting your penis into this toy cup... And remember to ejaculate in my high heels, okay? When I come back, I'll wear high heels covered in your semen for you to see, because Xiao Ma loves to ejaculate in my stockings and high heels, and then I'll step on his semen. You can't lose to him. Love you, my wife~

...

I was exhausted after ejaculating. I put down my masturbation cup and my stinky stockings and high heels, took a sip of water, and exclaimed, "Pfft!! Holy crap! What is this water! This is fucking pee!" Looking at the yellowish urine in my cup, I could almost picture my wife two hours earlier, kissing and fondling her lover, squatting on my desk and urinating into my cup. Honestly, it was incredibly painful, yet my body was secreting something—something that felt like a massage, making me irresistibly erect again.

When did they start? 6 o'clock? I know Xiaoxin has really missed Xiaoma this past year. Even though Xiaoma is married, his heart is still with my wife Xiaoxin. They've been apart for a year, and they were probably kissing the moment they walked in the door—kissing, touching breasts, touching stockings and legs. They even took off Xiaoxin's vest and skirt as soon as they entered the living room and threw them all over the floor. They even ate at home, with three pairs of chopsticks and bowls! Was Xiaoma's wife Wanyan there too? Damn it, while Xiaoxin was standing me up, they were eating and drinking at my house, and after they were full, they did a threesome on my bed wearing the sexy lingerie I bought for 500 yuan?!

Thinking about this made me feel dizzy again, and I really wanted to masturbate again. The sour smell of the stockings made me feel drowsy, and I drifted off to sleep. My thoughts drifted back to a few months ago—

the air that night was cool but also had a slight chill, making me shiver. I took the opportunity to take the hand of the beautiful woman beside me, holding her soft, warm hand, and walked blissfully into the bustling KTV in the alley. I exhaled in the cold night, a warm sensation running down my face, but that was an hour ago. However, the envious looks on my old classmates' faces still made me secretly chuckle.

Just as I was lost in thought, I realized that someone seemed to be missing. "Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin?" I called twice but there was no response. "Where did she go?" I turned around and went back into the noisy room. More than twenty men and women were gathered together, sitting around the sofa chairs. Their singing was still off-key, but occasionally a few pretty and talented female classmates would come out to save face. The way they laughed and joked around was just like... just like what happened two years ago.

"Where's Xiaoxin?" I asked casually, only to be met with teasing from the old classmates around me. "Hey, Ayun's beautiful wife! I just saw her with so-and-so in that corner, hahaha."

The guy had barely finished speaking when the "beauty" he was talking about grabbed his ear from behind, making him beg for mercy. "What nonsense are you spouting! You even find a chance to slander me while I'm in the restroom."

"Ouch! Beautiful lady, I won't do it again!"

"Hmph~" She gave a soft hum, clapped her hands, and, still exuding exceptional elegance in her white dress, her long, soft hair gracefully styled in a bun at the back of her head. Even though it had been almost a year since she gave birth to our precious daughter, her slender waist was still tightly encased in the dress, appearing so delicate and supple. Her breasts, which were already perfectly sized, appeared even larger due to breastfeeding. But perhaps even more captivating were the long, snow-white legs revealed beneath the dress, draped in white... Every movement of her beautiful legs beneath the sheer stockings drove the surrounding older classmates wild with desire. No matter how they tried to hide it, those fleeting glimpses still made my blood boil. Her delicate toes, encased in smooth white stockings, were faintly visible through her open-toed black high heels, causing countless older classmates, already drunk, to lose control and become aroused. They tried to hide their faces, but couldn't resist stealing a few more glances.

"Oh my, even after having a baby, you're still so beautiful. We sisters are so envious! By the way, why didn't you bring your little princess along?" A woman next to me, who was dressed in a very tasteful manner, said. To be honest, she was also a beauty, and in terms of looks, she was no less beautiful than my Xiaoxin. But in terms of temperament, she just lacked a little something.

Xiao Xin blushed. "Don't tease me. Our daughter can't even talk yet. Her grandma is so worried about her, she wouldn't dare let us bring her out."

"Really?" Another girl beside her deliberately drew out her words. "Or is it that our handsome guy doesn't even want his daughter anymore, and doesn't want anyone to ruin your time together? Oh? ~ Is that right?"

"Hahaha, what nonsense are you talking about? You reminded me, it's almost time. Xiao Xin and I should go." I felt a little embarrassed but also incredibly proud. I took Xiao Xin's hand again, and before leaving, I subconsciously looked back. It seemed, it seemed like someone was missing, my closest brother, my best friend. Where was he? Was he unwilling to attend because of our somewhat awkward relationship, or was he too busy now that he's married? Just as I was pondering this, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that my wife, Xiaoxin, was also looking back at the bustling group of old classmates. Her longing eyes seemed to be searching for the absent person. After looking for a while, with a hint of disappointment, we suddenly looked at each other for a moment, as if we could see through each other's thoughts. She blushed, smiled at me, and then we went out together.

Our destination isn't far, and today's tight schedule is unavoidable. Since receiving investment from Xiao Ma, I quickly opened another branch in another city. From hiring and decorating to staff arrangements, I had to personally handle everything. Having finally gotten everything settled, I've been separated from my beautiful wife and daughter several times, each time for a month. The day before yesterday, I finally made it back to spend a few days with my family, including a reunion with my high school classmates. After a brief moment of time together, tomorrow I have to go to the other side of the city to handle some business. Although the distance isn't far, the three-hour drive and the numerous tasks still feel like an insurmountable barrier separating us for a long time.

"Cheers! Congratulations to my boss on his thriving business!" She brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, a captivating smile playing on her lips. Her pearly red lips gently sipped the wine from her glass, a trickle of red wine flowing smoothly into her sweet mouth. I was completely mesmerized.

"Cheers! And congratulations to my wife on her happy and fulfilling family life!"

Xiaoxin paused for a moment, then chuckled softly. Pearly lights, dinner, a beautiful woman, red wine, the vibrant night view, the serene and intoxicating smile of my wife—it felt like, it felt like ages since I'd had such a romantic time with my wife, Xiaoxin. That night we didn't eat much, but we talked a lot. We talked about how we met in school, our fun in high school, our life in college, the ridiculous things that happened with Xiao Ma after we moved in together, and how I watched her grow from an innocent girl into a sexy, stocking-clad wife. She also watched me grow from a penniless young man into a small business owner and father.

Eventually, the conversation turned to the person who was absent that day. But when we got to this point, Xiao Xin's face twitched. Maybe she was a little embarrassed, maybe she was a little sweet, maybe she was a little nostalgic, and maybe she was a little shy. She couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

"Honey, Xiao Ma didn't come to the party earlier."

"Hmm..."

"He's getting married. I met his girlfriend before; she's quite nice."

"Hmm... I heard that too."

"I hope they're happy."

"Hmm..."

"I heard his dad introduced her to him. Apparently, she's the daughter of a timber merchant. I guess his dad saw that he's almost thirty and still doesn't have a girlfriend, so he's using this opportunity to build a connection."

"Maybe... We shouldn't comment on other people's business."

"Hmm." "

Hmm..."

"..."

"..."

"Honey, are you missing Xiao Ma again just by talking about him?" I said this provocatively, deliberately raising my voice and raising my eyebrows. I knew she was thinking about him. They say women are like tigers, and being a lady is just a matter of moral character. In reality, once a grown woman has experienced sex and regained her composure, her aroused desire isn't so easily suppressed. Xiao Xin's face flushed slightly, and she nervously gripped her wine glass, eventually taking small sips of red wine, her eyes wandering off somewhere.

To be honest, I was a little jealous. Although I was the one who initiated Xiaoxin and Xiaoma's relationship, seeing this scene after all this time still made me jealous. It's like what that person said: a woman's vagina is the fastest path to her heart, and once it's entered, it leaves a permanent mark. But the person whose mark was left is the woman who should have belonged only to me, yet she left the secret of another man's ejaculation in the most hidden place inside her body.

Xiaoxin lowered her head and remained silent for a while before finally raising her head. Her eyes were full of seriousness and an indescribable feeling, but her voice was still soft and gentle. "Honey, I want to ask you something."

"Hmm? Go ahead."

Xiaoxin didn't ask directly. "But if I say something wrong, don't overthink it. Promise me, okay?"

I looked into her eyes and nodded.

Xiao Xin lowered her voice again, "Actually, a year ago, you deliberately let Xiao Ma move into our house, not just for the household registration issue when we bought the house, right?"

My heart skipped a beat, as if she had hit the nail on the head. I didn't nod or shake my head, but looked at Xiao Xin's questioning eyes, signaling her to continue.

"Honey, don't overthink it. I just... I've always had a feeling that, although I know you like him, I've always felt that maybe... maybe you also hoped to take advantage of the situation and get some benefits from Xiao Ma after we bought the house. Look, you succeeded. Now your business is thriving with his sponsorship."

At this point, I could no longer remain calm. Just as I was about to speak, Xiaoxin grabbed my hand. "I don't blame you. After all, it was my own decision. You earn money for our family." Seeing that I had calmed down, she leaned down and sweetly breathed into my ear, a warm breath going straight to my heart. "As long as you can be a good father and love us, mother and daughter, I'll be content." "

I will..."

"Mmm..."

"I definitely will!"

"Mmm!"

"Give me a kiss!"

"Ugh~" "

After getting home and taking a hot shower, I should have been eager to take my beautiful wife to bed long ago. But I was a little too tired to do anything about it. Pretending to be cool takes a lot of energy. I had taken Xiaoxin and my daughter Xiaorui to travel around the country the past two days, and today I was showing off at my high school reunion by holding my wife and the word 'career' in big letters. Then we had a candlelight dinner. I was exhausted when I got home. When Xiaoxin came out of the shower, she was wearing the same sexy and alluring lingerie as the past two days. The transparent fabric couldn't hide her bright red nipples and the tuft of black pubic hair between her legs, which made me, who was already sleepy, a little breathless."

Seeing that I was almost asleep in bed, she dried her hair and gently lay down beside me, stroking my arm. "What's wrong, honey? Are you tired?"

I nodded. "Um... I'm sorry, I've been away from home a lot lately, and I've been traveling around these past two days. I'm really tired today." "

It's okay, go and rest. You have to go to the branch office tomorrow."

Just as she was about to turn off the light, I suddenly grabbed her hand. "Hehe, my dear wife, you seemed a little absent-minded at the party today. Were you missing Xiao Ma?"

"Uh? Why are you suddenly bringing him up again? Go to sleep. You were the one who said you were sleepy."

"Not telling the truth? Even if you don't tell the truth, I'll fuck you to death today!" With that, I roughly flipped over and pinned my delicate and beautiful wife beneath me. In a few quick movements, I lifted her thin, transparent lingerie, and my hot, hard glans pressed against her labia, which had become even thicker after childbirth. In my excitement, I hurt her a little, and she cried out, "Ouch!" as I flipped her over. Her round, white, and tender buttocks were facing me, and she pouted and twisted her snow-white, plump buttocks. This made me thrust my hips without restraint, and with a soft "gurgle," I felt my hot glans being completely enveloped by her firm, bumpy, warm, tender flesh, which undulated with her breathing.

The repeated thrusts and pounding left us both drenched in sweat. "Smack!" I slapped my wife Xiaoxin's soft, white buttocks. "Tell me! Are you missing Xiao Ma?!"

"Oh! Hmm~ You!...You jerk, why are you bringing him up again! Hmm!...Hmm...Ah..."

"Still not telling the truth? If you don't, I'll fuck you until you cry!" With that, "Smack!" I slapped her buttocks again, causing her to twist her hips, her vagina contracting tightly, squeezing my penis painfully.

"What does my husband want me to say? Oh... um..."

"Tell me! Are you missing Xiao Ma?!"

"No way! Oh! Husband, be gentle! Um... um... um... Oh... I'm scared, I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

"Stop being so stubborn!"

"You annoying guy, you've been restless for over a year and you're starting to get restless again, haven't you? How did you live for the past twenty-odd years before Xiao Ma came along?"

"Tch, I'm talking about you now, don't try to change the subject."

"Husband... to be honest, I often miss those old days. It's not easy for you to have such a good brother, but now that I'm a mother and I'm still acting like this... it just feels... a bit inappropriate."

"You're overthinking it. It's not against nature or reason. I just want us to be happy. Everyone has the right to pursue happiness, who said that again?"

"..."

"Honey, don't you think so?"

"Honey... I watched a movie the day before yesterday."

A thought struck me; I guessed what my wife, Xiaoxin, wanted to say. "Was the movie called 'The Amorous Woman'?"

"You! How did you know!"

"You stayed up all night watching a movie, do you think I'm blind?"

"Okay... honey, do you think I look like the female lead in the movie?"

I thought for a while, then answered, "Yes and no."

"How so?"

"It's like you're both beautiful, but I prefer your gentleness to the female lead. You're like the female lead in the movie, obeying your man and doing the same things, but you're also decisive and have your own opinions when it matters. Am I right?" As I said this, I gently stroked her hair. Xiaoxin enjoyed my praise, and a smile unconsciously appeared in her eyes as she avoided mine. "But it's not like that either, because unlike the female lead in the movie, you wouldn't abandon me, the male lead."

Touched? I saw my wife Xiaoxin's eyes were a little moist. She quickly wiped them away and asked, "And you? Do you resemble that male lead?"

"Damn, of course not! That guy's a complete scumbag! 27 lovers? That's an international joke! I'm not like him. I only allow you and Xiao Ma, the one I trust most, the one I consider the safest, the one who has helped me the most, the only one who can protect you with me."

We looked at each other for a while, and then Xiaoxin finally couldn't help but laugh. "You're annoying! Your flattery skills are getting more and more masterful."

"I'm telling the truth, no exaggeration, I think ten male leads can't compare to me."

"Shameless idiot, go to sleep, goodnight!"

"Okay, goodnight."

A week later, Xiao Ma actually brought his fiancée to visit.

"Hello, my name is Wanyan. You must be the friend my husband often mentions. How should I address you?"

The beautiful woman extended her hand to shake mine. Her soft bones and delicate skin, to be honest, were even more beautiful than my wife Xiaoxin's. Xiaoxin, after all, was a housewife in a small family, taking care of all the housework. The silky smoothness of her skin definitely suggested she was a young lady from a large family who didn't do much housework.

The handshake startled me for a moment. "Oh, Xiao Ma often mentions to you that I didn't tell you my name?"

"He said everyone calls you A-Yun, and he calls you Second Brother."

"Just call me A-Yun." I

hadn't seen Xiao Ma for a while. The last time he mentioned her to me, this beautiful woman was named Wan Yan. She was the daughter of his father's friend, so they were childhood sweethearts, but they didn't like each other. Over the years, neither of them seemed to have had a smooth relationship. Xiao Ma was involved with Xiao Xin and me, and the beautiful woman had even bigger problems. Xiao Ma secretly told me that Wan Yan had an ex-boyfriend, but her father didn't like him. The two of them secretly had three abortions, making her infertile. In the end, she was dumped by that scumbag. The beautiful woman didn't dare to make it public and had a lot of bitterness.

Xiao Ma was also worried about not being able to find a partner. Wan Yan's father, unaware that his daughter was already a slut, proposed a marriage between the two families. Xiao Ma's father, also kept in the dark, wanted to maintain good relations between the two families, so Xiao Ma couldn't disobey his father's orders and became the biggest loser.

Xiao Ma jokingly called himself a "scapegoat," saying, "Actually, she didn't hide it from me. She honestly told me before the engagement, so I don't complain. After all, she's a girl I've known since childhood, and she's just as beautiful as Xiao Xin. If we live well together in the future, I won't hold it against her." I give this self-comforting attitude a 9 out of 10.

Xiao Ma came to our photography studio specifically to take wedding photos. He and Wan Yan are engaged, and the wedding is expected in a few months. This wedding photoshoot is on me, his friend. With my most professional skills, my best spirit, and the most advanced equipment, I'll take a set of wedding photos for Xiao Ma and his new wife free of charge.

If Xiao Ma hadn't told me, I would never have guessed Wan Yan's character. Every move she makes exudes elegance and grace; her fingers are slender and delicate—you can tell at a glance she comes from a wealthy family. Putting aside looks, compared to Xiaoxin, she seemed more approachable. Xiaoxin was a refined and cultured young lady, handling laundry, cooking, eating, and playing. Sitting together, Xiaoxin appeared more easygoing, with the air of a well-bred young lady with a touch of aloofness. But for some reason, the way she looked at me was particularly provocative.

However, in terms of looks alone, she was undeniably beautiful, comparable to my wife Xiaoxin. Her face was more delicate, her lips fuller, and her breasts firmer, probably a cup size smaller than Xiaoxin's. She was also a bit taller than Xiaoxin, over 1.67 meters. After all, her height and leg length overshadowed Xiaoxin, which made my little wife feel somewhat uneasy.

"Okay, get a little closer! You're getting married, wouldn't it be a shame not to kiss me after taking these photos?

Alright, that's it. Xiao Ma, hold on tighter, yes, hold on tight, look so sweet, click!~"

Under my direction, Xiao Ma and Wan Yan struck various poses, taking many wedding photos all day long, both indoors and outdoors. Actually, I think they're quite well-matched and get along well, after all, they've been playing together since childhood. It's just that Xiao Ma has always had Xiao Xin in his heart, and Wan Yan doesn't know who she has in her heart. Although she was dumped in the end, she found out through all the ups and downs that the one beside her was the best.

"Xiao Ma, I have to say your wife is quite beautiful, you're so lucky now," I flattered.

Xiao Ma immediately smiled, "Oh, no, no, how could she compare to your Shui Xin?"

I found his words somewhat amusing, so I went back to the old topic, "You idiot, I told you a long time ago if you missed Xiao Xin, you should have made a move to rekindle your old flame. Now look what happened, you're married now, with a wife keeping an eye on you, you can forget about ever touching your dream goddess again."

Xiao Ma seemed a little embarrassed, "Uh... well, hehe, everyone has their own destiny, maybe this is just fate, let it be."

The dryness in my mouth woke me up; it was still dark, around 5 a.m. There was a message on my phone's QQ from my wife, Xiaoxin: "Honey, Xiaoma, his wife, and I have arrived in the Maldives. I'll call you as soon as I buy a SIM card. Love you, your wife~"

"Hello...?" A familiar and soft female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, honey."

"Ouch~..."

"What's wrong? Your voice is so low and strained."

"I'm scared..."

"Scared of what?"

"What if you get angry?"

"What are you going to do if I really get angry?"

"Then, then I'll buy a plane ticket right now and take the next flight back."

Hearing this, I lowered my voice a little, "I masturbated six times."

"Oh! Ugh... idiot, tone it down, don't hurt yourself."

"It's all your fault."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. Did you like this year's gift? I gave you what you wanted."

"Sigh! That was a bit much. Next time, you should tell me in advance. I'm worried about you suddenly disappearing." There

was a silence of almost half a minute on the other end of the phone, then slowly, I heard a sound like someone sniffling, "I'm sorry..."

"Hehe, give me a kiss~"

"Ugh, ... *kiss*"

"Why are you going to the Maldives this time? I thought Xiao Ma and the others would go to Hawaii like we did the last two years."

"That's different. We went there to have fun, but they're going on their honeymoon. They discussed it for a long time, saying Hawaii is too crowded, Phuket is too lively, and they don't know much about Saipan. The Maldives, it's expensive, but Xiao Ma, in particular, said it's quiet and less crowded. There's only one hotel on the whole island with about a hundred people. Do you know what he means?"

"What does he mean?" I was clueless.

"Haha, I won't tell you for now."

So for the next few days, I spent my time smelling stockings, masturbating, ejaculating, and having an international long journey with Xiaoxin. Suddenly, I had a feeling of loss. This feeling was familiar and brought back my lewd memories from more than a year ago. Once I recalled them, I would go through another round of masturbation and ejaculation. Around the 13th day of the second week, I was at the shop, not many customers, so I had some free time. I was chatting with Xiaoxin on my phone when she suddenly said, "Hey honey, I have a question for you. Answer me honestly."

"Okay, my dear wife, go ahead and ask."

"Xiao Ma recently married his wife Wan Yan. Do you think Wan Yan is pretty?"

This kind of question is very sensitive, especially when a woman asks you this kind of question, especially since the woman is your wife. I hesitated for a long time, but Xiaoxin couldn't wait to ask, "Honey? Tell me, answer me quickly, do you think she's pretty?"

"Pretty, definitely pretty. She was born into a semi-wealthy family. Women like that are destined to be pampered and picky. At the very least, she's a pretty vase. Besides, anyone Xiao Ma would be attracted to must be a beauty, right?"

"So, does she look prettier in her wedding dress or do I look prettier?"

"There's no comparison, of course it's my wife, Su Shuixin, who's more beautiful."

"Hehehe, okay, I believe you."

"Hey girl, you can't tell them!" "

Haha, Sister Wanyan, my husband said not to tell you." Xiaoxin suddenly changed the subject, and it was clear she was talking to someone next to her, the voice sometimes near, sometimes far. Damn! I'd been ambushed again. Just then, another female voice rang out from beside me, quite different from Xiao Xin's soft tone—a brighter, clearer voice. The moment that voice rang out, the image of that graceful, stunning woman immediately flashed before my eyes. "Hey, Ma Da Ge, what do you think? Your brother said your wife isn't as pretty as someone else."

I hadn't expected Xiao Ma to be there too. He must have been embarrassed. "Uh... well, uh... I think both beauties are equally stunning, absolutely equally stunning. They're both exquisitely sculpted beauties, rarely seen in this world. Ah, and more importantly, with two beauties beside me, I feel I could die without regrets."

"You slut," Xiaoxin interrupted. "Honey, do you want to see for yourself? Seeing is believing, right? Let's compare who's prettier, me or Sister Wanyan."

What?! How? It's not like I've never seen you two before. I was wondering what was going on when there was a commotion on the other end of the phone. A few minutes later, I received a photo from them on my phone. It was taken with the phone camera, so it was a bit blurry. I saw with my own eyes that Xiaoma, that burly man, was sitting against the headboard, completely naked, exposing his well-developed muscles and his thick, dark red genitals. Beside him were two half-naked beauties, one was my wife Xiaoxin, and the other was his newlywed wife Wanyan. One was wearing flesh-colored lace stockings and peep-toe high heels, and the other was wearing white pantyhose and sky-blue high-heeled sandals. Both were topless, exposing their breasts to the camera. They knelt on either side of Xiaoma, leaning down and sticking out their delicate tongues to lick the thick, dark penis and fiery red glans in front of them. Xiaoma grinned wickedly at the camera, one hand touching Wanyan's head and the other touching the back of Xiaoxin's head, pressing their heads closer to his penis.

Xiao Ma's penis was glistening, and I felt it wasn't just the saliva of the two beauties. Soon, the second photo arrived. My wife, Xiao Xin, and Wan Yan were lying side by side on the big bed, hugging their legs and pressing them towards their chests, exposing their labia and anuses to the camera. They gently pinched their labia with a few fingers and pulled them apart. The bodies of the two beautiful and seductive women in stockings were covered in hot, wet sweat, and their two lewd vaginas were already smeared with thick semen. All I could see was the two women in stockings opening their labia to the camera, showing clumps of semen flowing onto the sheets.

I couldn't help but pull out the smelly stockings Xiaoxin had left me before leaving and smell them. If we weren't outside, I would have masturbated a few more times. Although I was mentally prepared, seeing my wife having a threesome with another man, two women serving one husband, still shocked me and left me somewhat at a loss. My eyes were fixed on the scene. My wife, Xiaoxin, and Wanyan had both been filled with semen by Xiaoma, and as if showing off their achievements, they were made to spread their labia and slap the semen from their cunts.

Wanyan's breasts were indeed a cup size smaller than Xiaoxin's. Xiaoxin had given birth and breastfed our little princess, so her breasts were fuller, larger, and her nipples were redder and larger. Wanyan's breasts were smaller, and her nipples were sharper and lighter in color. Their labia were smeared with Xiao Ma's cloudy semen, but it was still noticeable that Wan Yan's labia were thinner and darker in color than Xiao Xin's. It was hard to believe that Xiao Xin, a woman who had given birth, had labia that were more vibrant than Wan Yan's, a girl who had only had one boyfriend. Their anuses, which were barely visible, were about the same color.

They were indeed two celestial beauties, I thought to myself.

"Honey..." Just as I was engrossed in watching, my wife on the other end of the phone pulled me back to reality. "So, what's your decision about that?"

"Hmm?"

"It's... it's about me being a surrogate for Xiao Ma and Sister Wan Yan."

"Oh... shouldn't we wait until you two get back to talk about it?"

"I'm afraid it'll be awkward for everyone then."

Actually, I don't think there's a problem. I had already prepared myself mentally when Xiaoxin said she wanted to have a son for Xiaoma a year ago. The problem isn't whether my wife can have the baby for him; the problem is that a year ago, when Xiaoxin said she would have the baby for him, the son would call me "Dad" and her "Mom." Now, if she's a surrogate for Xiaoma, the child will call Xiaoma "Dad" and Wanyan "Mom." This makes Xiaoxin feel uneasy. Of course, she didn't say it, but I could sense that her attitude and feelings weren't as willing as they were a year ago.

"Wife... I've thought about this for a long time."

"Um...and then, don't worry, they went to take a shower, it's just me now."

I lowered my voice, "I think that although Wanyan was ruined by a scumbag, her family background and upbringing are excellent. If you have a child with Xiaoma, that child's future living and educational conditions will even be better than our daughter Xiaorui's. Wanyan should be able to be a good mother. Besides, Xiaoma's parents forced her to have this child." "With those two old guys spoiling you, I think worrying is unnecessary. The important thing is whether you can let go. So if you don't object, I'll agree."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, about four or five minutes, with only the faint sounds of running water from the bathroom in the distance and the sounds of a man and a woman playing around. "Okay, since my husband has analyzed it so thoroughly, I'll obey. Less masturbation tonight, go to bed early, okay?"

"Hey, how can you keep showing me such exciting stuff?"

"Okay, okay, go to work, I won't bother you anymore."

Xiao Xin spent about two and a half weeks in the Maldives with Xiao Ma and his wife. He bought her a plane ticket, and she flew back home alone, while Xiao Ma took his newlywed wife on another trip.

It's good to be rich!

I went to the airport to pick up my wife, Xiaoxin. I waited there for about half an hour before I finally saw her. As soon as she saw me, she blushed and immediately turned around, covering her face with her hands. I went over and hugged her from behind. "What are you doing, baby? Why don't you want to see me?"

"Um... I'm shy. I wasn't mentally prepared to face you."

"Do you think you went too far? Huh? How dare you stand me up on our wedding anniversary?"

Xiaoxin still covered her face, her little fingers parted, and she peeked at me before quickly covering her face again. "Um... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"That's easy. Let's go home. Let me fuck you until we're even." As soon as I finished speaking, I picked up my beautiful wife without saying another word. Xiaoxin exclaimed in surprise, and we left the airport under the astonished gazes of everyone.

At the end of the month, Xiao Ma and his wife came back. As we agreed, everyone would be busy with their own things during the day, and after get off work in the evening, Xiao Ma would drive to pick up my wife, Xiao Xin, and we would have sex at their house that night. If Xiao Xin wanted, she could stay overnight at Xiao Ma's house, or even live there. Why not at her own house? It was Xiao Ma's wife, Wan Yan, who suggested it. She didn't say anything specific, but I guess she wanted Xiao Xin's future child to stay at her house from the beginning of her pregnancy, a matter of belonging. Maybe Wan Yan is also a woman who desperately wants to be a mother.

The first time I went was around 6 pm. Xiaoxin had just finished work, and Xiaoma had also returned. They were driving on the road. That day, Xiaoxin dressed up specially, wearing a small shirt and a black and white checkered tight skirt, with a large white leather belt around her waist. The belt buckle was heart-shaped, which looked very fashionable. She wore flesh-colored pantyhose and high heels.

"Honey, I'm leaving now. Are you making dinner yourself?" Xiaoxin turned around and said.

"Don't worry, I'll eat out."

"Honey, tonight... do you want me to come home?" she said charmingly, lowering her head and glancing at me out of the corner of her eye.

"You...it depends on the situation. If you're too tired, you can sleep at Xiao Ma's place. I'm fine with either."

"Then, do you want me to keep a pair of stockings for you? The stockings I wore when I went on a trip with Xiao Ma and the others. Do you want them?"

"You still have them?!"

"Of course! I know my darling likes them. I've been keeping them all this time, crumpled up like a ball. Here, take them now~"

I took the ball of stockings, unfolded it with my hand, and smelled it in front of my wife. It was a pair of sheer black pantyhose that had obviously been worn for several days. Although Xiao Xin's body heat was gone, the lingering sour, faint odor still made my crotch feel a surge of excitement.

Xiao Xin leaned closer and whispered, "Honey, crumple the crotch of these stockings into a ball and stuff it into the masturbator I bought for you. Then wrap the toes of the stockings around your penis and insert it into the masturbator to masturbate. I heard that sex feels really good this way. You can try it with the masturbator I gave you."

"Where did you learn that? You're so good at it!"

"Someone, someone taught me... Well, I'm leaving now, see you tomorrow~"

In the past two months, my wife Xiao Xin and I have been separated quite a bit. I didn't even realize what Xiao Xin said to me before Xiao Ma picked her up the first time. Later, I remembered that she really didn't come back the next day and slept at Xiao Ma's house all night. The next day, I called Xiao Ma's house. It seemed that Xiao Ma had already left. Only Xiao Xin and Wan Yan were left at home. I asked her how last night went, and she hesitated for a moment before saying it was alright, except that Wanyan was suffering beside her. I asked her if she wanted me to pick her up, but she decisively refused because the two women were going shopping later.

So Xiaoxin didn't go home all day the next day. When the two of them were shopping, they passed by my photo studio, had a drink of water, and then set off again, only to be picked up by Xiaoma after work that evening. This went on for three days. On the fourth day, I couldn't hold back anymore. I felt very empty, especially in the few minutes after ejaculation. My mind was inexplicably filled with all sorts of fantasies and expectations. So, after dinner on the fourth night, I drove to Xiaoma's neighborhood.

Xiao Ma's house is a detached house, not exactly in a luxury neighborhood, but the security in the area is decent. I've been here quite a few times and am fairly familiar with the locals. The security guard let me in, but I circled around Xiao Ma's house twice, feeling a bit uneasy and uncertain. Should I knock on the door? But why am I also a little timid? This is clearly my wife, the one I lent to him as a surrogate. I walked around to his backyard and looked up to see the warm yellow light shining from the second floor. Occasionally, a pair of shadows were reflected on the curtains. I knew that the second floor was Xiao Ma's bedroom. He must have already undressed my wife, Xiao Xin, and was holding her naked body, touching her firm breasts that had been used to breastfeed my daughter, touching her beautiful legs in stockings that I loved so much, and licking her slightly fishy-smelling feet. Had he penetrated her yet? Xiao Ma was very good at foreplay, so it probably wasn't that fast yet. But no matter what, my wife would eventually be penetrated by him, ejaculated inside her, and countless drops of semen would combine and be digested by my wife in her uterus, making her pregnant with his child. And this time, Xiao Xin wouldn't have an abortion; she would give birth to his offspring with the vagina that originally belonged only to me.

Just as I was hesitating, I circled back to the front of the house and almost bumped into a figure!

"Oh!...You, A-Yun? You scared me to death!" The figure was none other than Xiao Ma's new wife, Wan Yan. She didn't look as dignified as before. Her hair was a little messy, simply pinned up with a small hair clip. Her clothes were also in disarray, and she was only wearing a very large shirt, which was obviously Xiao Ma's. She was only wearing flesh-colored stockings and high heels. She was carrying a garbage bag and almost bumped into me, which startled her.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry." I quickly apologized. She smoothed her loose hair from her forehead, tossed the trash bag into the bin next to her, and said, "Why didn't you say you were coming? Come on in."

"Are my wife and Xiao Ma upstairs?" I pressed her.

She nodded. "Yes, they're upstairs. You could hear them as soon as you came in. Why don't you come in and sit down?"

"No, no, no, I... I didn't mean to tell you... I actually... well... it's a little hard to say."

I said evasively, while taking two steps back and glancing upstairs.

She smiled slyly. "Don't tell me you want to sneak a peek?"

I stared for several seconds before finally answering, "I just want to see what they really look like when they're not here."

Wanyan covered her face with a smile and tugged at my sleeve. "They didn't close the door. It'll be easy to be spotted if you go in from the front. Come with me." As she spoke, Wanyan pulled my sleeve and led me to their backyard. She took out her key, opened the backyard gate, and we entered the courtyard. There were quite a few fruit trees in the yard, but two of them had died because Xiao Ma, a grown man, lived alone and neglected them. Wanyan moved the triangular ladder from under the fruit tree, propped it against the wall, and carefully climbed up first, vaulting over the railing to the second-floor balcony. I followed closely behind.

The balcony was connected to two rooms; Xiao Ma's bedroom had an additional side bedroom. Their curtains weren't fully drawn, and through the light from the room, I could already see my beautiful wife, Xiao Xin. Her hair was still disheveled, and her body was covered in damp, hot sweat that glistened under the light. She was naked from the waist up, her full, firm breasts rising and falling with her breath, her light pink nipples larger and more prominent than usual, clearly erect. She wore only a white garter belt connecting to a pair of white lace stockings, but the bed obscured whether she was wearing high heels.

Xiao Xin sat on the edge of the bed, breathing rapidly, facing only the door. Half a minute later, Xiao Ma appeared in sight, downed his glass of red wine in one gulp, pulled my wife Xiao Xin up, and quickly and smoothly embraced her. His strong arms tightly gripped my wife Xiao Xin's back, while one hand rubbed, grabbed, pinched, and patted her bare buttocks. Xiao Xin responded passionately, grabbing Xiao Ma's muscular arms with her small hands, standing on tiptoe, tilting her head back, and kissing and licking him incessantly. The smacking sounds could be clearly heard in the hallway.

The passion I'm talking about isn't just about hugging and kissing; it's real passion, a complete frenzy from body to heart, the kind of passion you feel when you meet the person you love most or possess the thing you love most. A naive young girl always closes her eyes when kissing, quietly letting her lover kiss her face. But at this moment, my little heart would wriggle in response to Xiao Ma's caresses, twisting her neck, tilting her head left or right, changing positions as she bit Xiao Ma's tongue, letting Xiao Ma's stubble brush against her cheeks, letting Xiao Ma's heavy breath blow on her neck. She would also sway her hips, letting her smooth buttocks sway up and down as Xiao Ma's hands kneaded them. Sometimes, her whole body would move like waves, rubbing her chest and mons pubis against the man's body in front of her, one after the other. She would slightly bend her knees, her delicate tongue gently biting Xiao Ma's nipple. When she squeezed her legs together, I clearly saw a thick, dark, and strong penis between her legs, the deep red-purple glans already dripping with sticky fluid that dampened the lace of her white stockings.

Honestly, seeing my wife writhing and kissing another man, exchanging saliva, made my heart race and my breathing quicken more than watching her have sex with someone else. Sexual intercourse isn't necessarily making love. Sexual intercourse can be with friends who have sex, a transaction involving only sexual acts. But this kind of intimate and greedy kissing is more like an expression of love, possession, marking, and devouring. For the woman, it's a declaration of love, release, dedication, and subservience.

"Huff...huff...huff..." I was breathing heavily.

"Ah...so it really is as they said. Seeing your wife being played with by someone else, you actually got hard so quickly. You're pretty perverted." Wanyan, who had just been squatting with me on the balcony peeping, had somehow squatted down. My erect penis, stimulated by the stimulation, pushed against my crotch. Wanyan noticed and teased me quietly.

"What did they say? What did they say to you?" I asked anxiously.

"Yeah, it's about all those things you three did before. Your brother told me half, and your wife told me the other half. I only dared to believe it now that I've seen it. You're really hard." She teased me softly, covering her face to keep her voice down.

"You don't even react when you see your husband playing with another woman?"

"..." She was silent for a few seconds, still not answering, but her eyes darted around aimlessly. Just then, a scream came from the room. The loud scream quickly turned into a soft, trembling sound. I looked over and saw my wife, Xiaoxin, facing my balcony, leaning against the wall. One of her beautiful legs, covered in white lace stockings, was raised high by Xiaoma behind her. She held her stockings in one hand. She kept her balance on her socks and ankles, allowing Xiao Ma to thrust his thick penis in and out of her vagina from behind. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she tilted her head back a little, her chest rising and falling with Xiao Ma's thrusts. When Xiao Ma's penis was fully inserted, her labia clamped down on his scrotum. As Xiao Ma turned, Xiao Xin trembled all over, frowned, and turned her head to kiss Xiao Ma.

"Huff, huff, huff, huff." Wanyan was actually engrossed in watching, but I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled Wanyan up, and she almost cried out in surprise. We stared at each other for several seconds before she finally lowered her head and nodded. I then turned her around, lifted her shirt, and tore open her pantyhose. In the darkness, I heard a soft "plop" sound as my penis was enveloped by her warm, wet, and tight flesh.

"Damn, Xiao Ma fucked my wife, I can't just let him take advantage of me, I fucked his wife too, that'll even things out." I muttered to myself, while peeking inside the room at Xiao Ma squeezing my wife Xiao Xin's big breasts and biting Xiao Xin's tongue, my penis constantly teasing Xiao Xin's vagina, sometimes thrusting, sometimes rotating, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes pulling out completely, and suddenly my hard penis about 10 centimeters long was fully inserted, making my wife Xiao Xin's head tilt back high, and she held her breath for a moment, letting go of her small hands that were holding her stockinged ankles, and her raised stockinged legs limply pulled down.

While Wanyan and I were peeping outside, we were secretly having sex. That's when I realized that there are huge differences between men's penises, some are fat and some are thin, some are long and some are short. And women's vaginas are also so different.

My wife Xiaoxin's vagina is tight and wrinkled. When I insert it, it feels like a winding, narrow path, constantly being squeezed by the uneven vaginal walls from all sides. Her cervix is like a suction cup, gripping my glans tightly once I insert it, sucking like a baby nursing. This delicate vagina is like an octopus's tentacles, full of fleshy bumps like fruit granules. These bumps, like octopus suckers, cling to my penis one by one, creating pressure from her inner flesh. I don't know if it was because I was too excited and my penis got bigger or because she was so much tighter than Xiaoxin's, but it made it even harder for me to breathe.

She bent over, leaning against the wall, when suddenly she covered her mouth with one hand, two clear tears streaming from her eyes. She turned around, and I saw her.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?!"

She grabbed my arm, and seeing I stop, she started moving her hips on her own. "You...you don't stop...you just...scraped...scraped right there..."

Scraped there? Could it be her G-spot? I chuckled inwardly.

Xiao Ma and my wife Xiao Xin's lovemaking lasted a long time, while Wan Yan and I, exposed to the wind on the balcony, had already ejaculated. Wan Yan told me to be quiet, opened the French windows for our side-lying room, and let me hold her as we rested on the bed for a while.

"This room was originally prepared for my child, but now you can sleep here first," Wan Yan said, lying on the bed.

"Um...isn't it my wife and your husband's child?" I regretted saying that as soon as I said it. Just as I was thinking about how to smooth things over, Wanyan said again, "I can't have children, but we agreed that the child would be ours once it's born, and the child would call me Mom."

"Yes, that's right."

"Ayun, do you want to move in with us tomorrow?" Wanyan continued.

"Move in? Did you say that, or did Xiao Ma say that?"

"My husband said it. We were discussing it today. He said it's not good to leave you alone at home. If you move in…if you move in…" Wan Yan blushed visibly as she said this, turned around to lie on her side with her back to me, then suddenly turned back around, her face close to mine. "If you move in, we can swap wives, so you won't be too lonely while your wife is a surrogate for us."

"Wife swapping?!" I blurted out without thinking, but Wan Yan rejected it. "Husband swapping!"

I thought for a moment, then shook my head. "No."

"Why?"

"..." My face was burning at that moment. "I still prefer to see Xiaoxin and your husband at their most authentic selves when I'm not around..."

She pursed her lips, a half-smile on her face. "You pervert, well... fine, I'll give you the backyard key. You can come by yourself when I'm not here."

"Is that really okay? Won't Xiao Ma be upset if he finds out?"

"Of course I'll keep it a secret. Even if he finds out, he won't do anything. He'd love for me to get together with you. So, you don't want to move in? How about I occasionally stay overnight at your place?"

Wan Yan's openness startled me. It was a stark contrast to her dignified appearance. "That...that's not a good idea, is it? Or at least you should tell Xiao Ma first?"

"Of course he'll agree. Otherwise, you want me to stay home every night and watch them do it? I couldn't stand it, let alone him. But I think you're pretty good at this." As she spoke, she scratched my crotch with her little finger, making me a little itchy.

"Oh ho ho, if I remember correctly, your man's penis is a size bigger than mine, right? What, do you have some special taste?"

"It's not a matter of size, it's a matter of specifications. His is big, but it just doesn't feel like it matches me. His sticks up, yours is more worthwhile. The length is just right... just right, just right to my spot. I almost peed just now."

Just as he was saying this, suddenly there were two loud and short "thumps" on the wall, followed by my wife Xiaoxin's soft and seductive moans coming from the other end of the room. Seeing my curious expression, Wan Yan leaned close to my ear and said, "Your wife is really slutty! She always pretends to be so dignified, but she's a slut at heart."

I didn't reply, probably because I looked a little uncomfortable. I glanced at her but didn't say anything. Seeing this, she continued, "Don't you believe me? When we went to the Maldives last month, there were definitely a lot of things your wife didn't dare tell you."

"Why wouldn't she tell me? I've known her for over ten years. What hasn't she been through? Since you know the three of us used to dare to do anything, what wouldn't we dare to do now?"

She smiled slightly, gently pushed me away, got up, and took a sip of water. "You're naive. Back on the island, I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. Your wife said it herself, but she didn't dare tell you. She only dared to indulge herself on the island because she was afraid you would find out."

"How about it?"

"You're afraid she'll dislike you if you find out. Your wife cares about you a lot, huh? How about it, want to see your wife's little secret?"

I paused for a moment, then replied, "Why are you helping me like this? Won't Xiao Ma have a problem with you if he finds out?"

"Of course I won't tell him. Besides, I'm still able to be a wealthy wife thanks to you guys... It's up to you whether you want to repay me or not."

"Okay, tell me something you don't know."

"How about tomorrow? You go home first today, and I'll come to your place tomorrow, okay?"

I nodded. "Okay, let's do it that way then."

After leaving the neighborhood, on my drive home, I received a text message from my wife, Xiao Xin: "Honey, I feel really tired tonight. I'm not going home tonight. Go to sleep early by yourself, okay? Love, your wife~"

"Honey, have you made up your mind? I ran into Xiao Ma and Wan Yan at Zhongxing Plaza this morning, and they asked me about it again. Make a decision soon, it's not good to keep putting it off." My beautiful wife, Xiao Xin, said to me while putting on her shoes.

"Sigh... I think you should make the decision. Your health is your responsibility, and I completely respect your wishes."

"No, you're my husband, the head of the household! You make the decision for me. Whether it's good or bad, I want you to take full responsibility."

"Okay... let me calm down. I'll answer them in a couple of days."

My wife, Xiao Xin, seemed a little doubtful. After putting on her shoes, she looked up at me for several seconds, bit her lip, and said, "Alright, I'm going out now, my girlfriends are waiting for me."

"Honey, tomorrow's our wedding anniversary, and you went to your friend's house. Aren't you going to stay home and keep your husband company?"

Xiaoxin came back into the house provocatively in her high heels, pressed herself against my chest, looked up at me with seductive eyes, slightly pouting her lips, and ran her slender, white fingers across my face. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right? Tomorrow's our wedding anniversary, don't you want a gift, honey?"

"A gift? I'm always the one giving you gifts. When did I get a gift?"

"Yes, you work so hard, honey. This anniversary, I wanted to treat you."

"Hehe, I can look forward to it and see if there's a surprise."

"You'll like it. I'm leaving now, mwah."

After seeing my wife Xiaoxin off, I casually flipped through her personal gift box, but what it contained were some rather unusual things. I was quite surprised when I first learned that Xiaoxin had such a little thing hidden away. The small tin box was filled with love letters written to her by boys or men from junior high school to high school to university and up to the present. It added up to a huge stack.

"Phew... Women really are all pretentious and vain. She said she loved me wholeheartedly, but secretly she's been collecting all those old love letters from years ago. Is she planning to show them off to her children and grandchildren later? The most recent ones are from just a few months ago! I was really shocked. Xiaoxin and I have been married for several years now, and we even have a daughter. If it weren't for what happened recently, all those flirtatious glances from men would have gone unnoticed for who knows how long."

I thought to myself, feeling a little smug. Hehe, isn't my wife beautiful? Isn't she gorgeous? You guys can only look, don't even think about it, haha. I continued flipping through the various mushy messages the men had written to my wife, Xiaoxin, using arrogant boasts to mask the growing restlessness in my heart. When I saw the love letters Xiaoma had secretly written to Xiaoxin, I felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

Around this time last year, Xiaoxin had an abortion of Xiaoma and her child, which ended our shameless three-person relationship. The three of us returned to our ordinary lives, and soon after, Xiaoxin gave birth to my daughter, and life became prosperous. But unexpectedly, not long after, Xiao Ma's family pressured him to get married again. This time, Xiao Ma had no choice but to agree. I took the wedding photos, and Xiao Xin and I were the bridesmaids. I must say, the bride was incredibly beautiful. A wealthy family's introduction truly makes a difference. But new problems arose. After the pressure to marry, Xiao Ma's parents started pressuring him to have a grandson. This shouldn't have been our problem, but…

the next day was my and Xiao Xin's wedding anniversary. I felt particularly good today. Absence makes the heart grow fonder; I had deeply experienced this over a year ago. I dressed up early, even putting on some perfume, which is unusual for me. I put on a shirt, looking clean and tidy, and I was very satisfied with myself. Xiaoxin went to a friend's house yesterday and slept there overnight. We arranged to meet at a restaurant on East Street at 6 pm today, and I left at 5 pm.

Xiaoxin didn't let me pick her up, which is a bit like when we first went on dates. Back then, I didn't have a car, and Xiaoxin always went to the meeting place by herself. "Honey, I'm here," I said on my phone.

"Huh? It's only 5:30, you're out so early."

"Yeah, on such an important day, how could I dare to neglect my dear wife?"

"Haha, okay, okay, I'm out too."

20 minutes later.

"Honey, aren't you here yet?"

"Don't rush me, you know girls can't walk fast, and I'm still wearing high heels."

"I'll come pick you up."

"No need, no need, I'm almost there."

6:15 pm.

"Honey, why aren't you here yet? Did something happen on the way?"

"No, a friend suddenly had an emergency, so I went back. I'm sorry, honey. Go eat something first. It'll be about an hour. I'll call you then and pick me up at the X neighborhood on East Street."

"Okay, no problem. Just call me if you need any help."

"Okay, love you, bye."

7 o'clock.

7:30.

8 o'clock.

"Hello, hello?" Six or seven calls went unanswered, making me a little anxious. It wasn't that I was afraid my wife would stand me up; I was just worried she might run into trouble with her friends and be all alone. Finally, after another ten minutes or so, I received a call from Xiaoxin.

"Sorry, honey, I kept you waiting so long. I deliberately stood you up because I needed to stay home and prepare your wedding anniversary gift. I promised to give you a surprise, so hurry home and see it. Love you, your wife~" What?! You're messing with me?! I looked again and saw that the message was sent to me as a comment. I felt a jolt of excitement and my desire surged. I hurriedly drove home.

"Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin? Xiaoxin?! Where the hell is she? She was supposed to be home, what the hell is going on? Are you messing with me again?" I returned home but couldn't find my wife, Xiaoxin. However, as soon as I stepped into the hallway, I noticed a small box, beautifully packaged, making me hesitant to open it. There was a small note on the box: "My dearest husband, I'm so touched by how hard you work and take care of me. On this special day, I've prepared a big gift for you. I'm sure you'll love it! Open it now! Love, your wife~"

Heh heh, is it really necessary to go to such lengths for such a small box? I opened the box, and inside was a pair of stockings! I clearly remember these stockings were the ones Xiaoxin wore to her friend's house yesterday. They were regular flesh-colored, slightly off-white thong pantyhose. They were a little wrinkled from being worn all day, and still seemed warm, carrying my wife's fragrance. When I parted the crotch of the stockings, a strong, pungent odor wafted out. The toes were thicker, and the strong, slightly sour foot odor made my mouth water, and there was also a hint of stench that quickly spread through the hallway.

A pair of stockings for our wedding anniversary? As I was pondering this, I noticed a small piece of paper at the bottom of the box. It read, "I wouldn't just give you a pair of stockings, my dear husband. Go to the living room and see what's there. Love

, your wife~" A treasure hunt? The living room was a bit messy, not really messy, just the tables, chairs, and some small ornaments weren't arranged very neatly. I remember tidying up the house before I left. This doesn't make sense. My wife, Xiaoxin, must have come home just now. She must have deliberately let me slip away to secretly come back home and prepare this gift for me. But where is Xiaoxin now?

There was a small card on the table that read, "Honey, the house is a bit messy, so I'll have to trouble you to tidy it up a bit. Also, please help me put away the clothes scattered on the floor. Love, your wife~"

I then noticed two pieces of clothing lying on the floor: a light blue vest and a cream-colored dress. These were the clothes Xiaoxin wore to her friend's house yesterday. Now that they were lying on the floor, I felt a little uneasy. This was definitely not a simple wedding anniversary gift.

Following the directions, I went to the kitchen, where a table was covered with bowls, plates, and leftovers. The food was scattered everywhere. A small card on the table read, "Sorry, honey, I ate at home when I stood you up. I told you to eat out first and not wait for me. I guess you were waiting for me and didn't eat, so I packed some food for you in a box. Could you please wash the dishes after you're done eating?"

What happened to the gift?! I get home and you expect me to eat takeout and wash the dishes. I guess I have to eat anyway, but the more I thought about it, the more something felt off. Why were there three bowls and three pairs of chopsticks on the table? I dutifully washed the dishes, and when I opened the cupboard, I found a small card stuck to it. For a moment, I felt insulted. "Honey, I knew you'd wash the dishes properly. I'm so sorry to have troubled you. Let's go to the bedroom."

The bedroom was dark. Turning on the light, I saw a messy bed, and a large suitcase on our bed. The card on the suitcase read, "My dearest husband, thank you for your hard work all these years, and thank you for taking care of me. Sometimes I just want to tell you... cooking is my..." I cook and wash the dishes too, because dish soap really hurts my hands. After you're full, you go off and do your own thing. Sometimes, could you wash the dishes with me? Sometimes I fantasize about you eating the dinner I made for you, and us washing dishes together and flirting—wouldn't that be romantic?

But I really love you. Last week when I went back to my parents' house, they praised you again, saying you're capable and family-oriented. I think no other man, no matter how rich, could be like that. My friends are all so envious that I married you. You always say I was a heartthrob in school, but you don't know, you're also very attractive to girls.

Today is our wedding anniversary. Thinking back to the moment you put the ring on my finger, it fills me with such sweetness. I know you have some strange quirks, but so do I; it's just that as a girl, I'm too shy to tell you directly. On this special day, I want to tell you that you are the most important person in my life, and I want to give myself completely to you and be your wife!

See the packaging bag on the floor? Remember the sexy lingerie you bought me a few weeks ago when we went shopping? 500 yuan! You bought it for me without a second thought, without a care in the world. And today, I'm wearing it for you. Open the box! So touching! So

incredibly touching! I swear this is the first love letter I've ever received in my life. My own wife is praising herself in the letter, which brought tears to my eyes and filled me with positive energy. Forget about work, reputation, career, money, status, or anything else. Right now, all I want to do is hold my wife and tell her that I will fight for her for the rest of my life!

"Xiaoxin? Xiaoxin? Wife? I've opened it." I gently patted the huge suitcase, my forehead was already sweating, and my hands were trembling slightly from excitement, warm and sticky with sweat. I slowly unzipped the suitcase and unscrewed the side flap.

"This...this...this isn't what we agreed on." Instead of my beautiful wife lying quietly in

the suitcase waiting for my arrival, the huge suitcase contained only that 400-yuan sexy lingerie. Before I could even see it on my beautiful wife, it was already crumpled into a wrinkled mess. The lingerie was a completely transparent, one-piece style, deliberately exposing her nipples against a short skirt only two or three centimeters long. Now, however, the lingerie was covered in dried semen, hard clumps stuck to it, and every part of the lingerie reeked of a strong, pungent semen odor.

A pair of flesh-colored pantyhose was also thrown into the box. It was my favorite open-crotch pantyhose; I always made Xiaoxin wear them when we went shopping, so we could stroll around without underwear, intentionally or unintentionally showing off. Now, the pantyhose were wrinkled and stuck to a pair of high heels. The black leather high heels shone brightly under the lights; they were my favorite peep-toe, thin-soled style. Now, the thick semen had stuck the flesh-colored pantyhose to the soles.

I suddenly felt dizzy, my breathing rapid and labored. All of this confirmed that my wife was having an affair! I frantically sniffed the expensive lingerie, now soaked with dried semen, and inhaled the sour, pungent smell of the stockings stuck to the soles of my high heels—a mixture of semen, body odor, and the lingering scent of Xiao Xin's body.

"What's this?" A small box hidden beneath the stockings caught my attention. It wasn't very big, made of plastic, and I couldn't quite understand the English on it, but the pictures and cards on the box sent another surge of heat through me; I was already erect.

"Honey~ Are you already smelling the lingerie and stockings I left for you? You must be, right~" Otherwise, you wouldn't be seeing this message. Smell it, smell it as much as you want. I love seeing you masturbate with my stockings wrapped around your penis. Honey, Xiao Ma and his wife have gone abroad for their honeymoon, and they took me, their bridesmaid, with them. You really can't blame me for this. For the past six months, you've been constantly teasing me, trying to make me think back to the days I spent with Xiao Ma. Actually, I do miss them a little. Now, I'm back with him, so don't be angry. But I'm not that heartless. I'll probably be in the Maldives for two weeks and then come back. During this time, if you miss me, just wrap your penis in the stockings I left you, smell the pungent scent of my underwear, and masturbate with this vibrator cup~ Actually, Xiao Ma picked out this masturbation cup for you. I said I wanted to give you a masturbation cup as a substitute for mine for our wedding anniversary, but he said he wanted to give you one that's similar in shape to my vagina. I hope you can imagine what it's like when I'm having a threesome with Xiao Ma and the others in the Maldives while you're inserting your penis into this toy cup... And remember to ejaculate in my high heels, okay? When I come back, I'll wear high heels covered in your semen for you to see, because Xiao Ma loves to ejaculate in my stockings and high heels, and then I'll step on his semen. You can't lose to him. Love you, my wife~

...

I was exhausted after ejaculating. I put down my masturbation cup and my stinky stockings and high heels, took a sip of water, and exclaimed, "Pfft!! Holy crap! What is this water! This is fucking pee!" Looking at the yellowish urine in my cup, I could almost picture my wife two hours earlier, kissing and fondling her lover, squatting on my desk and urinating into my cup. Honestly, it was incredibly painful, yet my body was secreting something—something that felt like a massage, making me irresistibly erect again.

When did they start? 6 o'clock? I know Xiaoxin has really missed Xiaoma this past year. Even though Xiaoma is married, his heart is still with my wife Xiaoxin. They've been apart for a year, and they were probably kissing the moment they walked in the door—kissing, touching breasts, touching stockings and legs. They even took off Xiaoxin's vest and skirt as soon as they entered the living room and threw them all over the floor. They even ate at home, with three pairs of chopsticks and bowls! Was Xiaoma's wife Wanyan there too? Damn it, while Xiaoxin was standing me up, they were eating and drinking at my house, and after they were full, they did a threesome on my bed wearing the sexy lingerie I bought for 500 yuan?!

Thinking about this made me feel dizzy again, and I really wanted to masturbate again. The sour smell of the stockings made me feel drowsy, and I drifted off to sleep. My thoughts drifted back to a few months ago—

the air that night was cool but also had a slight chill, making me shiver. I took the opportunity to take the hand of the beautiful woman beside me, holding her soft, warm hand, and walked blissfully into the bustling KTV in the alley. I exhaled in the cold night, a warm sensation running down my face, but that was an hour ago. However, the envious looks on my old classmates' faces still made me secretly chuckle.

Just as I was lost in thought, I realized that someone seemed to be missing. "Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin?" I called twice but there was no response. "Where did she go?" I turned around and went back into the noisy room. More than twenty men and women were gathered together, sitting around the sofa chairs. Their singing was still off-key, but occasionally a few pretty and talented female classmates would come out to save face. The way they laughed and joked around was just like... just like what happened two years ago.

"Where's Xiaoxin?" I asked casually, only to be met with teasing from the old classmates around me. "Hey, Ayun's beautiful wife! I just saw her with so-and-so in that corner, hahaha."

The guy had barely finished speaking when the "beauty" he was talking about grabbed his ear from behind, making him beg for mercy. "What nonsense are you spouting! You even find a chance to slander me while I'm in the restroom."

"Ouch! Beautiful lady, I won't do it again!"

"Hmph~" She gave a soft hum, clapped her hands, and, still exuding exceptional elegance in her white dress, her long, soft hair gracefully styled in a bun at the back of her head. Even though it had been almost a year since she gave birth to our precious daughter, her slender waist was still tightly encased in the dress, appearing so delicate and supple. Her breasts, which were already perfectly sized, appeared even larger due to breastfeeding. But perhaps even more captivating were the long, snow-white legs revealed beneath the dress, draped in white... Every movement of her beautiful legs beneath the sheer stockings drove the surrounding older classmates wild with desire. No matter how they tried to hide it, those fleeting glimpses still made my blood boil. Her delicate toes, encased in smooth white stockings, were faintly visible through her open-toed black high heels, causing countless older classmates, already drunk, to lose control and become aroused. They tried to hide their faces, but couldn't resist stealing a few more glances.

"Oh my, even after having a baby, you're still so beautiful. We sisters are so envious! By the way, why didn't you bring your little princess along?" A woman next to me, who was dressed in a very tasteful manner, said. To be honest, she was also a beauty, and in terms of looks, she was no less beautiful than my Xiaoxin. But in terms of temperament, she just lacked a little something.

Xiao Xin blushed. "Don't tease me. Our daughter can't even talk yet. Her grandma is so worried about her, she wouldn't dare let us bring her out."

"Really?" Another girl beside her deliberately drew out her words. "Or is it that our handsome guy doesn't even want his daughter anymore, and doesn't want anyone to ruin your time together? Oh? ~ Is that right?"

"Hahaha, what nonsense are you talking about? You reminded me, it's almost time. Xiao Xin and I should go." I felt a little embarrassed but also incredibly proud. I took Xiao Xin's hand again, and before leaving, I subconsciously looked back. It seemed, it seemed like someone was missing, my closest brother, my best friend. Where was he? Was he unwilling to attend because of our somewhat awkward relationship, or was he too busy now that he's married? Just as I was pondering this, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that my wife, Xiaoxin, was also looking back at the bustling group of old classmates. Her longing eyes seemed to be searching for the absent person. After looking for a while, with a hint of disappointment, we suddenly looked at each other for a moment, as if we could see through each other's thoughts. She blushed, smiled at me, and then we went out together.

Our destination isn't far, and today's tight schedule is unavoidable. Since receiving investment from Xiao Ma, I quickly opened another branch in another city. From hiring and decorating to staff arrangements, I had to personally handle everything. Having finally gotten everything settled, I've been separated from my beautiful wife and daughter several times, each time for a month. The day before yesterday, I finally made it back to spend a few days with my family, including a reunion with my high school classmates. After a brief moment of time together, tomorrow I have to go to the other side of the city to handle some business. Although the distance isn't far, the three-hour drive and the numerous tasks still feel like an insurmountable barrier separating us for a long time.

"Cheers! Congratulations to my boss on his thriving business!" She brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, a captivating smile playing on her lips. Her pearly red lips gently sipped the wine from her glass, a trickle of red wine flowing smoothly into her sweet mouth. I was completely mesmerized.

"Cheers! And congratulations to my wife on her happy and fulfilling family life!"

Xiaoxin paused for a moment, then chuckled softly. Pearly lights, dinner, a beautiful woman, red wine, the vibrant night view, the serene and intoxicating smile of my wife—it felt like, it felt like ages since I'd had such a romantic time with my wife, Xiaoxin. That night we didn't eat much, but we talked a lot. We talked about how we met in school, our fun in high school, our life in college, the ridiculous things that happened with Xiao Ma after we moved in together, and how I watched her grow from an innocent girl into a sexy, stocking-clad wife. She also watched me grow from a penniless young man into a small business owner and father.

Eventually, the conversation turned to the person who was absent that day. But when we got to this point, Xiao Xin's face twitched. Maybe she was a little embarrassed, maybe she was a little sweet, maybe she was a little nostalgic, and maybe she was a little shy. She couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

"Honey, Xiao Ma didn't come to the party earlier."

"Hmm..."

"He's getting married. I met his girlfriend before; she's quite nice."

"Hmm... I heard that too."

"I hope they're happy."

"Hmm..."

"I heard his dad introduced her to him. Apparently, she's the daughter of a timber merchant. I guess his dad saw that he's almost thirty and still doesn't have a girlfriend, so he's using this opportunity to build a connection."

"Maybe... We shouldn't comment on other people's business."

"Hmm." "

Hmm..."

"..."

"..."

"Honey, are you missing Xiao Ma again just by talking about him?" I said this provocatively, deliberately raising my voice and raising my eyebrows. I knew she was thinking about him. They say women are like tigers, and being a lady is just a matter of moral character. In reality, once a grown woman has experienced sex and regained her composure, her aroused desire isn't so easily suppressed. Xiao Xin's face flushed slightly, and she nervously gripped her wine glass, eventually taking small sips of red wine, her eyes wandering off somewhere.

To be honest, I was a little jealous. Although I was the one who initiated Xiaoxin and Xiaoma's relationship, seeing this scene after all this time still made me jealous. It's like what that person said: a woman's vagina is the fastest path to her heart, and once it's entered, it leaves a permanent mark. But the person whose mark was left is the woman who should have belonged only to me, yet she left the secret of another man's ejaculation in the most hidden place inside her body.

Xiaoxin lowered her head and remained silent for a while before finally raising her head. Her eyes were full of seriousness and an indescribable feeling, but her voice was still soft and gentle. "Honey, I want to ask you something."

"Hmm? Go ahead."

Xiaoxin didn't ask directly. "But if I say something wrong, don't overthink it. Promise me, okay?"

I looked into her eyes and nodded.

Xiao Xin lowered her voice again, "Actually, a year ago, you deliberately let Xiao Ma move into our house, not just for the household registration issue when we bought the house, right?"

My heart skipped a beat, as if she had hit the nail on the head. I didn't nod or shake my head, but looked at Xiao Xin's questioning eyes and gestured for her to continue.

"Honey, don't overthink it. I just... I've always had this feeling. Although I know you like him, I've always felt that maybe... maybe you also wanted to take advantage of the situation and squeeze some extra money out of Xiao Ma after we bought the house. Look at you, you succeeded! Now your business is thriving with his sponsorship."

Hearing this, I couldn't stay calm any longer. I was about to speak when Xiao Xin grabbed my hand. "I don't blame you. After all, I agreed to it myself. You earn money for our family." Seeing that I had calmed down, she leaned down and sweetly breathed into my ear, a warm breath going straight to my heart. "As long as you can be a good father and love us, mother and daughter, I'll be content."

"I will..."

"Mmm..."

"I definitely will!"

"Mmm!"

"Give me a kiss!"

"Ugh~"

After getting home and taking a hot shower, I should have been eager to take my beautiful wife to bed long ago, but I was a little too tired to do so. Pretending to be cool takes a lot of energy. The past two days I took Xiaoxin and my daughter Xiaorui to travel around, and today I was showing off at my high school reunion by hugging my wife and showing off my career. Then there was a candlelight dinner. I was exhausted when I got home. When Xiaoxin came out of the shower, she was wearing the same sexy and alluring lingerie as the past two days. The transparent fabric couldn't hide her bright red nipples and a tuft of black pubic hair between her legs, which made me, who was already sleepy, a little breathless.

Seeing that I was almost asleep in bed, she dried her hair and gently lay down beside me, stroking my arm. "What's wrong, honey? Are you tired?"

I nodded. "Um... I'm sorry, I've been away from home a lot lately, and I've been traveling around these past two days. I'm really tired today." "

It's okay, go and rest. You have to go to the branch office tomorrow."

Just as she was about to turn off the light, I suddenly grabbed her hand. "Hehe, my dear wife, you seemed a little absent-minded at the party today. Were you missing Xiao Ma?"

"Uh? Why are you suddenly bringing him up again? Go to sleep. You were the one who said you were sleepy."

"Not telling the truth? Even if you don't tell the truth, I'll fuck you to death today!" With that, I roughly flipped over and pinned my delicate and beautiful wife beneath me. In a few quick movements, I lifted her thin, transparent lingerie, and my hot, hard glans pressed against her labia, which had become even thicker after childbirth. In my excitement, I hurt her a little, and she cried out, "Ouch!" as I flipped her over. Her round, white, and tender buttocks were facing me, and she pouted and twisted her snow-white, plump buttocks. This made me thrust my hips without restraint, and with a soft "gurgle," I felt my hot glans being completely enveloped by her firm, bumpy, warm, tender flesh, which undulated with her breathing.

The repeated thrusts and pounding left us both drenched in sweat. "Smack!" I slapped my wife Xiaoxin's soft, white buttocks. "Tell me! Are you missing Xiao Ma?!"

"Oh! Hmm~ You!...You jerk, why are you bringing him up again! Hmm!...Hmm...Ah..."

"Still not telling the truth? If you don't, I'll fuck you until you cry!" With that, "Smack!" I slapped her buttocks again, causing her to twist her hips, her vagina contracting tightly, squeezing my penis painfully.

"What does my husband want me to say? Oh... um..."

"Tell me! Are you missing Xiao Ma?!"

"No way! Oh! Husband, be gentle! Um... um... um... Oh... I'm scared, I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

"Stop being so stubborn!"

"You annoying guy, you've been restless for over a year and you're starting to get restless again, haven't you? How did you live for the past twenty-odd years before Xiao Ma came along?"

"Tch, I'm talking about you now, don't try to change the subject."

"Husband... to be honest, I often miss those old days. It's not easy for you to have such a good brother, but now that I'm a mother and I'm still acting like this... it just feels... a bit inappropriate."

"You're overthinking it. It's not against nature or reason. I just want us to be happy. Everyone has the right to pursue happiness, who said that again?"

"..."

"Honey, don't you think so?"

"Honey... I watched a movie the day before yesterday."

A thought struck me; I guessed what my wife, Xiaoxin, wanted to say. "Was the movie called 'The Amorous Woman'?"

"You! How did you know!"

"You stayed up all night watching a movie, do you think I'm blind?"

"Okay... honey, do you think I look like the female lead in the movie?"

I thought for a while, then answered, "Yes and no."

"How so?"

"It's like you're both beautiful, but I prefer your gentleness to the female lead. You're like the female lead in the movie, obeying your man and doing the same things, but you're also decisive and have your own opinions when it matters. Am I right?" As I said this, I gently stroked her hair. Xiaoxin enjoyed my praise, and a smile unconsciously appeared in her eyes as she avoided mine. "But it's not like that either, because unlike the female lead in the movie, you wouldn't abandon me, the male lead."

Touched? I saw my wife Xiaoxin's eyes were a little moist. She quickly wiped them away and asked, "And you? Do you resemble that male lead?"

"Damn, of course not! That guy's a complete scumbag! 27 lovers? That's an international joke! I'm not like him. I only allow you and Xiao Ma, the one I trust most, the one I consider the safest, the one who has helped me the most, the only one who can protect you with me."

We looked at each other for a while, and then Xiaoxin finally couldn't help but laugh. "You're annoying! Your flattery skills are getting more and more masterful."

"I'm telling the truth, no exaggeration, I think ten male leads can't compare to me."

"Shameless idiot, go to sleep, goodnight!"

"Okay, goodnight."

A week later, Xiao Ma actually brought his fiancée to visit.

"Hello, my name is Wanyan. You must be the friend my husband often mentions. How should I address you?"

The beautiful woman extended her hand to shake mine. Her soft bones and delicate skin, to be honest, were even more beautiful than my wife Xiaoxin's. Xiaoxin, after all, was a housewife in a small family, taking care of all the housework. The silky smoothness of her skin definitely suggested she was a young lady from a large family who didn't do much housework.

The handshake startled me for a moment. "Oh, Xiao Ma often mentions to you that I didn't tell you my name?"

"He said everyone calls you A-Yun, and he calls you Second Brother."

"Just call me A-Yun." I

hadn't seen Xiao Ma for a while. The last time he mentioned her to me, this beautiful woman was named Wan Yan. She was the daughter of his father's friend, so they were childhood sweethearts, but they didn't like each other. Over the years, neither of them seemed to have had a smooth relationship. Xiao Ma was involved with Xiao Xin and me, and the beautiful woman had even bigger problems. Xiao Ma secretly told me that Wan Yan had an ex-boyfriend, but her father didn't like him. The two of them secretly had three abortions, making her infertile. In the end, she was dumped by that scumbag. The beautiful woman didn't dare to make it public and had a lot of bitterness.

At this time, Xiao Ma was also worried about not being able to find a partner. Wan Yan's father, unaware that his daughter was already a slut, proposed a marriage between the two families. Xiao Ma's father, also kept in the dark, wanted to maintain good relations between the two families, so Xiao Ma couldn't disobey his father's orders and became the biggest loser.

Xiao Ma jokingly called himself a "scapegoat," saying, "Actually, she didn't hide it from me. She honestly told me before the engagement, so I don't blame her. After all, she's a girl I've known since childhood, and she's just as beautiful as Xiao Xin. If we live well together in the future, I won't hold it against her." I give this self-consolation a 9 out of 10.

This time, Xiao Ma came to our family's photography studio specifically to take wedding photos. Xiao Ma and Wan Yan are already engaged, and the wedding is expected in a few months. This time, the wedding photos are on me, your buddy. With my most professional skills, my best spirit, and the most advanced equipment, I'll take a set of wedding photos for Xiao Ma and his new wife free of charge.

If Xiao Ma hadn't told me, I would never have guessed that Wan Yan was from a wealthy family. Every move she makes exudes elegance and grace. Her fingers are slender and delicate; you can tell at a glance she's from a wealthy family. Putting aside her looks, compared to Xiao Xin, she gives off a different vibe. Xiao Xin is a particularly refined and cultured young lady, handling laundry, cooking, eating, and playing. Sitting together, Xiao Xin seems more approachable. Wan Yan, on the other hand, has the aloofness of a well-bred young lady. But for some reason, the way she looks at me is particularly alluring.

However, in terms of looks alone, he's undeniably handsome, almost as good-looking as my wife, Xiaoxin. He has a delicate face, fuller lips, and firm breasts, which I estimate are a cup size smaller than Xiaoxin's. He's also a bit taller than Xiaoxin, over 1.67 meters. After all, his height and leg length overwhelm Xiaoxin, which made my little wife a little unhappy.

"Okay, get a little closer! You're getting married, how can you not kiss me after taking these photos?

Alright, that's it. Xiaoma, hold on tighter, yes, keep it up, it looks so sweet, click!~"

Under my direction, Xiaoma and Wanyan struck various poses, taking many wedding photos all day, both indoors and outdoors. Actually, I think they're quite a good match and get along well, after all, they've been playing together since childhood. It's just that Xiao Ma always had Xiao Xin in his heart, while Wan Yan's heart was with someone else, even though she was dumped in the end. She stumbled along the way and realized that the one right beside her was the best.

"Xiao Ma, I told you your wife is pretty. You're so lucky now," I flattered.

Xiao Ma immediately smiled, "Oh, no, no, how can she compare to your Shui Xin?"

I found his words somewhat suggestive, so I went back to my old topic, "You idiot, I told you a long time ago if you missed Xiao Xin, you should have gone back to rekindling your old flame. Now look what happened, you're married, you have a wife to keep you in check, you can forget about ever touching your dream goddess again."

Xiao Ma seemed a little embarrassed. "Um... well, hehe, everyone has their own destiny. Maybe this is just fate. Let it be."

The dryness in my mouth woke me up. It was still dark, a little after 5 a.m. There was a message on my phone and QQ from my wife, Xiao Xin: "Honey, Xiao Ma, his wife, and I have arrived in the Maldives. I'll call you as soon as I buy a SIM card. Love you, your wife~"

"Hello...?" A familiar and soft female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, honey."

"Ouch~..."

"What's wrong? Your voice is so low and strained."

"I'm scared..."

"Scared of what?"

"What if you get angry?"

"What are you going to do if I really get angry?"

"Then, then I'll buy a plane ticket right now and take the next flight back."

Hearing this, I lowered my voice a little, "I masturbated six times."

"Oh! Ugh... idiot, tone it down, don't hurt yourself."

"It's all your fault."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. Did you like this year's gift? I gave you what you wanted."

"Sigh! That was a bit much. Next time, you should tell me in advance. I'm worried about you suddenly disappearing." There

was a silence of almost half a minute on the other end of the phone, then slowly, I heard a sound like someone sniffling, "I'm sorry..."

"Hehe, give me a kiss~"

"Ugh, ... *kiss*"

"Why are you going to the Maldives this time? I thought Xiao Ma and the others would go to Hawaii like we did the last two years."

"That's different. We went there to have fun, but they're going on their honeymoon. They discussed it for a long time, saying Hawaii is too crowded, Phuket is too lively, and they don't know much about Saipan. The Maldives, it's expensive, but Xiao Ma, in particular, said it's quiet and less crowded. There's only one hotel on the whole island with about a hundred people. Do you know what he means?"

"What does he mean?" I was clueless.

"Haha, I won't tell you for now."

So for the next few days, I spent my time smelling stockings, masturbating, ejaculating, and having an international long journey with Xiaoxin. Suddenly, I had a feeling of loss. This feeling was familiar and brought back my lewd memories from more than a year ago. Once I recalled them, I would go through another round of masturbation and ejaculation. Around the 13th day of the second week, I was at the shop, not many customers, so I had some free time. I was chatting with Xiaoxin on my phone when she suddenly said, "Hey honey, I have a question for you. Answer me honestly."

"Okay, my dear wife, go ahead and ask."

"Xiao Ma recently married his wife Wan Yan. Do you think Wan Yan is pretty?"

This kind of question is very sensitive, especially when a woman asks you this kind of question, especially since the woman is your wife. I hesitated for a long time, but Xiaoxin couldn't wait to ask, "Honey? Tell me, answer me quickly, do you think she's pretty?"

"Pretty, definitely pretty. She was born into a semi-wealthy family. Women like that are destined to be pampered and picky. At the very least, she's a pretty vase. Besides, anyone Xiao Ma would be attracted to must be a beauty, right?"

"So, does she look prettier in her wedding dress or do I look prettier?"

"There's no comparison, of course it's my wife, Su Shuixin, who's more beautiful."

"Hehehe, okay, I believe you."

"Hey girl, you can't tell them!" "

Haha, Sister Wanyan, my husband said not to tell you." Xiaoxin suddenly changed the subject, and it was clear she was talking to someone next to her, the voice sometimes near, sometimes far. Damn! I'd been ambushed again. Just then, another female voice rang out from beside me, quite different from Xiao Xin's soft tone—a brighter, clearer voice. The moment that voice rang out, the image of that graceful, stunning woman immediately flashed before my eyes. "Hey, Ma Da Ge, what do you think? Your brother said your wife isn't as pretty as someone else."

I hadn't expected Xiao Ma to be there too. He must have been embarrassed. "Uh... well, uh... I think both beauties are equally stunning, absolutely equally stunning. They're both exquisitely sculpted beauties, rarely seen in this world. Ah, and more importantly, with two beauties beside me, I feel I could die without regrets."

"You slut," Xiaoxin interrupted. "Honey, do you want to see for yourself? Seeing is believing, right? Let's compare who's prettier, me or Sister Wanyan."

What?! How? It's not like I've never seen you two before. I was wondering what was going on when there was a commotion on the other end of the phone. A few minutes later, I received a photo from them on my phone. It was taken with the phone camera, so it was a bit blurry. I saw with my own eyes that Xiaoma, that burly man, was sitting against the headboard, completely naked, exposing his well-developed muscles and his thick, dark red genitals. Beside him were two half-naked beauties, one was my wife Xiaoxin, and the other was his newlywed wife Wanyan. One was wearing flesh-colored lace stockings and peep-toe high heels, and the other was wearing white pantyhose and sky-blue high-heeled sandals. Both were topless, exposing their breasts to the camera. They knelt on either side of Xiaoma, leaning down and sticking out their delicate tongues to lick the thick, dark penis and fiery red glans in front of them. Xiaoma grinned wickedly at the camera, one hand touching Wanyan's head and the other touching the back of Xiaoxin's head, pressing their heads closer to his penis.

Xiao Ma's penis was glistening, and I felt it wasn't just the saliva of the two beauties. Soon, the second photo arrived. My wife, Xiao Xin, and Wan Yan were lying side by side on the big bed, hugging their legs and pressing them towards their chests, exposing their labia and anuses to the camera. They gently pinched their labia with a few fingers and pulled them apart. The bodies of the two beautiful and seductive women in stockings were covered in hot, wet sweat, and their two lewd vaginas were already smeared with thick semen. All I could see was the two women in stockings opening their labia to the camera, showing clumps of semen flowing onto the sheets.

I couldn't help but pull out the smelly stockings Xiaoxin had left me before leaving and smell them. If we weren't outside, I would have masturbated a few more times. Although I was mentally prepared, seeing my wife having a threesome with another man, two women serving one husband, still shocked me and left me somewhat at a loss. My eyes were fixed on the scene. My wife, Xiaoxin, and Wanyan had both been filled with semen by Xiaoma, and as if showing off their achievements, they were made to spread their labia and slap the semen from their cunts.

Wanyan's breasts were indeed a cup size smaller than Xiaoxin's. Xiaoxin had given birth and breastfed our little princess, so her breasts were fuller, larger, and her nipples were redder and larger. Wanyan's breasts were smaller, and her nipples were sharper and lighter in color. Their labia were smeared with Xiao Ma's cloudy semen, but it was still noticeable that Wan Yan's labia were thinner and darker in color than Xiao Xin's. It was hard to believe that Xiao Xin, a woman who had given birth, had labia that were more vibrant than Wan Yan's, a girl who had only had one boyfriend. Their anuses, which were barely visible, were about the same color.

They were indeed two celestial beauties, I thought to myself.

"Honey..." Just as I was engrossed in watching, my wife on the other end of the phone pulled me back to reality. "So, what's your decision about that?"

"Hmm?"

"It's... it's about me being a surrogate for Xiao Ma and Sister Wan Yan."

"Oh... shouldn't we wait until you two come back to talk about it?"

"I'm afraid everyone will be embarrassed then."

Actually, I don't think there's a problem. A year ago, when Xiaoxin said she wanted to have a son for Xiaoma, I had already mentally prepared myself. The issue isn't whether my wife can have the baby for him; the issue is that a year ago, the son Xiaoxin had called me "Dad" and her "Mom," but now, with Xiaoma as a surrogate, the child will call Xiaoma "Dad" and Wanyan "Mom." This makes Xiaoxin feel uneasy. Of course, she didn't say it, but I could sense that her attitude and feelings weren't as willing as they were a year ago.

"Wife… I've thought about this for a long time."

"Um...and then, don't worry, they went to take a shower, it's just me now."

I lowered my voice, "I think that although Wanyan was ruined by a scumbag, her family background and upbringing are excellent. If you have a child with Xiaoma, that child's future living and educational conditions will even be better than our daughter Xiaorui's. Wanyan should be able to be a good mother. Besides, Xiaoma's parents forced her to have this child." "With those two old guys spoiling you, I think worrying is unnecessary. The important thing is whether you can let go. So if you don't object, I'll agree."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, about four or five minutes, with only the faint sounds of running water from the bathroom in the distance and the sounds of a man and a woman playing around. "Okay, since my husband has analyzed it so thoroughly, I'll obey. Less masturbation tonight, go to bed early, okay?"

"Hey, how can you keep showing me such exciting stuff?"

"Okay, okay, go to work, I won't bother you anymore."

Xiao Xin spent about two and a half weeks in the Maldives with Xiao Ma and his wife. He bought her a plane ticket, and she flew back home alone, while Xiao Ma took his newlywed wife on another trip.

It's good to be rich!

I went to the airport to pick up my wife, Xiaoxin. I waited there for about half an hour before I finally saw her. As soon as she saw me, she blushed and immediately turned around, covering her face with her hands. I went over and hugged her from behind. "What are you doing, baby? Why don't you want to see me?"

"Um... I'm shy. I wasn't mentally prepared to face you."

"Do you think you went too far? Huh? How dare you stand me up on our wedding anniversary?"

Xiaoxin still covered her face, her little fingers parted, and she peeked at me before quickly covering her face again. "Um... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"That's easy. Let's go home. Let me fuck you until we're even." As soon as I finished speaking, I picked up my beautiful wife without saying another word. Xiaoxin exclaimed in surprise, and we left the airport under the astonished gazes of everyone.

At the end of the month, Xiao Ma and his wife came back. As we agreed, everyone would be busy with their own things during the day, and after get off work in the evening, Xiao Ma would drive to pick up my wife, Xiao Xin, and we would have sex at their house that night. If Xiao Xin wanted, she could stay overnight at Xiao Ma's house, or even live there. Why not at her own house? It was Xiao Ma's wife, Wan Yan, who suggested it. She didn't say anything specific, but I guess she wanted Xiao Xin's future child to stay at her house from the beginning of her pregnancy, a matter of belonging. Maybe Wan Yan is also a woman who desperately wants to be a mother.

The first time I went was around 6 pm. Xiaoxin had just finished work, and Xiaoma had also returned. They were driving on the road. That day, Xiaoxin dressed up specially, wearing a small shirt and a black and white checkered tight skirt, with a large white leather belt around her waist. The belt buckle was heart-shaped, which looked very fashionable. She wore flesh-colored pantyhose and high heels.

"Honey, I'm leaving now. Are you making dinner yourself?" Xiaoxin turned around and said.

"Don't worry, I'll eat out."

"Honey, tonight... do you want me to come home?" she said charmingly, lowering her head and glancing at me out of the corner of her eye.

"You...it depends on the situation. If you're too tired, you can sleep at Xiao Ma's place. I'm fine with either."

"Then, do you want me to keep a pair of stockings for you? The stockings I wore when I went on a trip with Xiao Ma and the others. Do you want them?"

"You still have them?!"

"Of course! I know my darling likes them. I've been keeping them all this time, crumpled up like a ball. Here, take them now~"

I took the ball of stockings, unfolded it with my hand, and smelled it in front of my wife. It was a pair of sheer black pantyhose that had obviously been worn for several days. Although Xiao Xin's body heat was gone, the lingering sour, faint odor still made my crotch feel a surge of excitement.

Xiao Xin leaned closer and whispered, "Honey, crumple the crotch of these stockings into a ball and stuff it into the masturbator I bought for you. Then wrap the toes of the stockings around your penis and insert it into the masturbator to masturbate. I heard that sex feels really good this way. You can try it with the masturbator I gave you."

"Where did you learn that? You're so good at it!"

"Someone, someone taught me... Well, I'm leaving now, see you tomorrow~"

In the past two months, my wife Xiao Xin and I have been separated quite a bit. I didn't even realize what Xiao Xin said to me before Xiao Ma picked her up the first time. Later, I remembered that she really didn't come back the next day and slept at Xiao Ma's house all night. The next day, I called Xiao Ma's house. It seemed that Xiao Ma had already left. Only Xiao Xin and Wan Yan were left at home. I asked her how last night went, and she hesitated for a moment before saying it was alright, except that Wanyan was suffering beside her. I asked her if she wanted me to pick her up, but she decisively refused because the two women were going shopping later.

So Xiaoxin didn't go home all day the next day. When the two of them were shopping, they passed by my photo studio, had a drink of water, and then set off again, only to be picked up by Xiaoma after work that evening. This went on for three days. On the fourth day, I couldn't hold back anymore. I felt very empty, especially in the few minutes after ejaculation. My mind was inexplicably filled with all sorts of fantasies and expectations. So, after dinner on the fourth night, I drove to Xiaoma's neighborhood.

Xiao Ma's house is a detached house, not exactly in a luxury neighborhood, but the security in the area is decent. I've been here quite a few times and am fairly familiar with the locals. The security guard let me in, but I circled around Xiao Ma's house twice, feeling a bit uneasy and uncertain. Should I knock on the door? But why am I also a little timid? This is clearly my wife, the one I lent to him as a surrogate. I walked around to his backyard and looked up to see the warm yellow light shining from the second floor. Occasionally, a pair of shadows were reflected on the curtains. I knew that the second floor was Xiao Ma's bedroom. He must have already undressed my wife, Xiao Xin, and was holding her naked body, touching her firm breasts that had been used to breastfeed my daughter, touching her beautiful legs in stockings that I loved so much, and licking her slightly fishy-smelling feet. Had he penetrated her yet? Xiao Ma was very good at foreplay, so it probably wasn't that fast yet. But no matter what, my wife would eventually be penetrated by him, ejaculated inside her, and countless drops of semen would combine and be digested by my wife in her uterus, making her pregnant with his child. And this time, Xiao Xin wouldn't have an abortion; she would give birth to his offspring with the vagina that originally belonged only to me.

Just as I was hesitating, I circled back to the front of the house and almost bumped into a figure!

"Oh!...You, A-Yun? You scared me to death!" The figure was none other than Xiao Ma's new wife, Wan Yan. She didn't look as dignified as before. Her hair was a little messy, simply pinned up with a small hair clip. Her clothes were also in disarray, and she was only wearing a very large shirt, which was obviously Xiao Ma's. She was only wearing flesh-colored stockings and high heels. She was carrying a garbage bag and almost bumped into me, which startled her.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry," I quickly apologized. She smoothed her stray hairs from her forehead, tossed the trash bag into the bin next to her, and said, "Why didn't you say you were coming? Come on in."

"Are my wife and Xiao Ma upstairs?" I pressed her.

She nodded. "Yes, they're upstairs. You could hear them as soon as you came in. Why don't you come in and sit down?"

"No, no, no, I... I didn't mean to tell you... I actually... well... it's a little hard to say."

As I spoke evasively, I still took two steps back and peeked up to the second floor.

She smiled slyly, "Don't tell me you want to sneak a peek?"

I stared for several seconds before finally answering, "I just want to see what they're really like when they're not here."

Wanyan covered her face and smiled, tugging at my sleeve, "They didn't close the door, it'll be easy to be spotted if you go in from the front, come with me." As she spoke, Wanyan pulled my sleeve and led me to their backyard, took out a key, opened the backyard gate, and entered the courtyard. There were quite a few fruit trees in the yard, but because Xiao Ma, a grown man, lived alone, he neglected them and two had died. Wanyan moved the triangular ladder from under the fruit tree, propped it against the wall, and carefully climbed up first, vaulting over the railing to the second-floor balcony. I followed closely behind.

The balcony was connected to two rooms; Xiao Ma's bedroom had a side bedroom. Their curtains weren't fully drawn, and through the indoor light, I could already see my beautiful wife, Xiaoxin. Her hair was still disheveled, and her body was covered in damp, hot sweat that glistened in the light. She was naked from the waist up, and her full, firm breasts rose and fell with her breath, the pale pink nipples larger and more erect than usual. She was only wearing a white garter belt connecting to a pair of white lace stockings, but the bed obscured whether she was wearing high heels.

Xiaoxin sat on the edge of the bed, breathing rapidly, but facing the door. Half a minute later, Xiaoma appeared in her line of sight, downed his glass of red wine, pulled my wife Xiaoxin up, and quickly and smoothly embraced her. His strong arms were tightly wrapped around my wife Xiaoxin's back, and one hand was on her bare buttocks, constantly rubbing, grabbing, pinching, and patting. Xiao Xin responded enthusiastically, grabbing Xiao Ma's muscular arms with her two little hands, standing on tiptoe, tilting her head back, and kissing and licking him repeatedly. The smacking sounds could be heard clearly outside the corridor.

The passion I'm talking about isn't just about hugging and kissing; it's real passion, a complete frenzy from body to heart, the kind of passion you feel when you meet the person you love most or possess the thing you love most. A naive young girl always closes her eyes when kissing, quietly letting her lover kiss her face. But at this moment, my little heart would wriggle in response to Xiao Ma's caresses, twisting her neck, tilting her head left or right, changing positions as she bit Xiao Ma's tongue, letting Xiao Ma's stubble brush against her cheeks, letting Xiao Ma's heavy breath blow on her neck. She would also sway her hips, letting her smooth buttocks sway up and down as Xiao Ma's hands kneaded them. Sometimes, her whole body would move like waves, rubbing her chest and mons pubis against the man's body in front of her, one after the other. She would slightly bend her knees, her delicate tongue gently biting Xiao Ma's nipple. When she squeezed her legs together, I clearly saw a thick, dark, and strong penis between her legs, the deep red-purple glans already dripping with sticky fluid that dampened the lace of her white stockings.

Honestly, seeing my wife writhing and kissing another man, exchanging saliva, made my heart race and my breathing quicken more than watching her have sex with someone else. Sexual intercourse isn't necessarily making love. Sexual intercourse can be with friends who have sex, a transaction involving only sexual acts. But this kind of intimate and greedy kissing is more like an expression of love, possession, marking, and devouring. For the woman, it's a declaration of love, release, dedication, and subservience.

"Huff...huff...huff..." I was breathing heavily.

"Ah...so it really is as they said. Seeing your wife being played with by someone else, you actually got hard so quickly. You're pretty perverted." Wanyan, who had just been squatting with me on the balcony peeping, had somehow squatted down. My erect penis, stimulated by the stimulation, pushed against my crotch. Wanyan noticed and teased me quietly.

"What did they say? What did they say to you?" I asked anxiously.

"Yeah, it's about all those things you three did before. Your brother told me half, and your wife told me the other half. I only dared to believe it now that I've seen it. You're really hard." She teased me softly, covering her face to keep her voice down.

"You don't even react when you see your husband playing with another woman?"

"..." She was silent for a few seconds, still not answering, but her eyes darted around aimlessly. Just then, a scream came from the room. The loud scream quickly turned into a soft, trembling sound. I looked over and saw my wife, Xiaoxin, facing my balcony, leaning against the wall. One of her beautiful legs, covered in white lace stockings, was raised high by Xiaoma behind her. She held her stockings in one hand. She kept her balance on her socks and ankles, allowing Xiao Ma to thrust his thick penis in and out of her vagina from behind. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she tilted her head back a little, her chest rising and falling with Xiao Ma's thrusts. When Xiao Ma's penis was fully inserted, her labia clamped down on his scrotum. As Xiao Ma turned, Xiao Xin trembled all over, frowned, and turned her head to kiss Xiao Ma.

"Huff, huff, huff, huff." Wanyan was actually engrossed in watching, but I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled Wanyan up, and she almost cried out in surprise. We stared at each other for several seconds before she finally lowered her head and nodded. I then turned her around, lifted her shirt, and tore open her pantyhose. In the darkness, I heard a soft "plop" sound as my penis was enveloped by her warm, wet, and tight flesh.

"Damn, Xiao Ma fucked my wife, I can't just let him take advantage of me, I fucked his wife too, that'll even things out." I muttered to myself, while peeking inside the room at Xiao Ma squeezing my wife Xiao Xin's big breasts and biting Xiao Xin's tongue, my penis constantly teasing Xiao Xin's vagina, sometimes thrusting, sometimes rotating, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes pulling out completely, and suddenly my hard penis about 10 centimeters long was fully inserted, making my wife Xiao Xin's head tilt back high, and she held her breath for a moment, letting go of her small hands that were holding her stockinged ankles, and her raised stockinged legs limply pulled down.

Wanyan and I were peeking from outside while secretly having sex. That's when I realized how different men's penises are—some are fat, some are thin, some are long, some are short. And women's vaginas are just as different.

My wife Xiaoxin's vagina is tight and wrinkled. When I insert it, it feels like a winding sheep intestine, constantly being squeezed by the uneven vaginal walls from all sides. The cervix is like a suction cup, gripping the glans tightly once inserted, like a baby nursing. Her vagina, like an octopus's tentacles, was full of fleshy bumps, like fruit granules. These bumps, like octopus suckers, clung to my penis, creating a pressure from her own fleshy opening. I didn't know if it was because I was too excited and my penis had grown bigger, or if she was just so much tighter than Xiaoxin's, but it made it even harder for me to breathe.

She bent over, leaning against the wall, and suddenly covered her mouth with one hand, two clear tears streaming from her eyes. She turned around so I could see them.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?!"

She grabbed my arm, and when she saw I had stopped, she started moving her hips on her own. "You...you don't stop...you just...scratched...scratched me there..."

Scratched there, could it be her G-spot? I chuckled inwardly.

Xiao Ma and my wife Xiao Xin's sex life went on for a long time, while Wan Yan and I, on the balcony, had already ejaculated from the wind. Wan Yan told me to be quiet, opened the French windows of the side bedroom, and let me hold her on the bed to rest for a while.

"This room was originally prepared for my child, but now you can sleep here first," Wan Yan said as she lay down on the bed.

"Um...isn't it my wife and your husband's child?" I regretted saying that as soon as I said it, and was thinking of how to smooth things over when Wan Yan added, "I can't have children, but we agreed that the child will be ours once it's born, and the child will call me Mom."

"Yes, that's right."

"Ah Yun, do you want to move in with us tomorrow?" Wan Yan continued.

"Move in? Did you say that, or did Xiao Ma say that?"

"My husband said it. We were discussing it today. He said it's not good to leave you alone at home. If you move in...if you move in..." Wanyan blushed visibly as she said this, turned around to lie on her side with her back to me, then suddenly turned back around, her face close to mine. "If you move in, we can swap wives, so you won't be too lonely while your wife is a surrogate for us."

"Wife swapping?!" I blurted out without thinking, but Wanyan rejected it. "It's husband swapping!"

I thought for a moment, then shook my head. "No."

"Why?"

"..." My face was burning at that moment. "I still prefer to see Xiaoxin and your husband at their most authentic selves when I'm not around..."

She pursed her lips, a half-smile on her face. "You pervert, well... fine, I'll give you the backyard key. You can come by yourself when I'm not here."

"Is that really okay? Won't Xiao Ma be upset if he finds out?"

"Of course I'll keep it a secret. Even if he finds out, he won't do anything. He'd love for me to get together with you. So, you don't want to move in? How about I occasionally stay overnight at your place?"

Wan Yan's openness startled me. It was a stark contrast to her dignified appearance. "That...that's not a good idea, is it? Or at least you should tell Xiao Ma first?"

"Of course he'll agree. Otherwise, you want me to stay home every night and watch them do it? I couldn't stand it, let alone him. But I think you're pretty good at this." As she spoke, she scratched my crotch with her little finger, making me a little itchy.

"Oh ho ho, if I remember correctly, your man's penis is a size bigger than mine, right? What, do you have some special taste?"

"It's not a matter of size, it's a matter of specifications. His is big, but it just doesn't feel like it matches me. His sticks up, yours is more worthwhile. The length is just right... just right, just right to my spot. I almost peed just now."

Just as he was saying this, suddenly there were two loud and short "thumps" on the wall, followed by my wife Xiaoxin's soft and seductive moans coming from the other end of the room. Seeing my curious expression, Wan Yan leaned close to my ear and said, "Your wife is really slutty! She always pretends to be so dignified, but she's a slut at heart."

I didn't reply, probably because I looked a little uncomfortable. I glanced at her but didn't say anything. Seeing this, she continued, "Don't you believe me? When we went to the Maldives last month, there were definitely a lot of things your wife didn't dare tell you."

"Why wouldn't she tell me? I've known her for over ten years. What hasn't she been through? Since you know the three of us used to dare to do anything, what wouldn't we dare to do now?"

She smiled slightly, gently pushed me away, got up, and took a sip of water. "You're naive. Back on the island, I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. Your wife said it herself, but she didn't dare tell you. She only dared to indulge herself on the island because she was afraid you would find out."

"How about it?"

"You're afraid she'll dislike you if you find out. Your wife cares about you a lot, huh? How about it, want to see your wife's little secret?"

I paused for a moment, then replied, "Why are you helping me like this? Won't Xiao Ma have a problem with you if he finds out?"

"Of course I won't tell him. Besides, I'm still able to be a wealthy wife thanks to you guys... It's up to you whether you want to repay me or not."

"Okay, tell me something you don't know."

"How about tomorrow? You go home first today, and I'll come to your place tomorrow, okay?"

I nodded. "Okay, let's do it that way then."

After leaving the neighborhood, on my drive home, I received a text message from my wife, Xiao Xin: "Honey, I feel really tired tonight. I'm not going home tonight. Go to sleep early by yourself, okay? Love, your wife~"

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