[Modern Relationships] A Woman's Account of Being a Wife Who Brings Misfortune to Her Husband

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A shower of autumn rain brings a chill. Gazing at the continuous rain outside the window, and then at my two sons fast asleep inside, my thoughts are inevitably drawn back to the past…

I was born in a small county town in the south, an only child. My parents were factory workers who had toiled their entire lives, and they were naturally overjoyed to finally have a daughter. They gave me a simple yet beautiful name—Xiaofei.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I've gone from an infant in swaddling clothes to a young woman, stepping into the gates of high school. High schools in the county town are boarding schools, usually with six people per dormitory room. However, I was assigned to a small dormitory room. Because it was so small, it could only barely fit two bunk beds. But precisely because it was small, it brought the four girls closer together.

On our first night in the dorm, the four of us introduced ourselves and our ages. I was third in age, Pingping, who slept in the bunk below me, was a week older than me and was second. Nana, who slept in the other bunk above me, was 17, more than a year older than all of us, so we called her Sister Nana. Although we were all a little puzzled as to why Sister Nana was only 17 and in her first year of high school, she didn't say anything, so we didn't press her. The girl who slept in the bunk below Sister Nana was four months younger than me, and her name also had the character "Na" in it, so we called her Little Nana.

After school started, the four of us girls got along very well, mainly thanks to Sister Nana. She really took care of us like an older sister. If there were any minor conflicts between the three of us, Sister Nana would step in and mediate. Therefore, we all liked Sister Nana. But one strange thing was that Sister Nana would stay out of the dorm for a few nights every month without telling us where she was going. We had to try our best to cover for her with the teachers who were checking the dorms.

Finally, one day, unable to contain our curiosity, Pingping asked during our late-night chat, "Nana, you didn't come back again last Thursday night. Where did you go?" Nana was taken aback at first, then smiled and said, "Guess." Nana, who hadn't said much that night, suddenly blurted out, "Did you go on a date with your boyfriend?" As soon as Nana said this, I had a sudden realization. How could I have never thought of something so simple? But now, it wasn't that I couldn't think of it, but rather that I was afraid to consider it. Then Nana said, "No wonder we both have the character 'Na' in our names, you really understand." Then Pingping asked again,

"So, you two, slept together every night?" Pingping was probably a little nervous, and her words were slightly stammering.

This time, Nana didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, which was taken as tacit agreement. We were both high school students, and although we didn't know each other very well, we understood what it meant for a boy and girl to sleep together at night. Suddenly, I felt a rush of blood to my face, it was burning hot. I think my face must have been as red as a ripe apple at that moment. Luckily, the lights were off early, and no one saw my embarrassed state.

After that, whenever Nana didn't come home at night, we would ask her about the date afterwards, and the questions became more and more detailed. Nana was very generous and answered every question. Moreover, I found that we were both intentionally or unintentionally steer the questions towards "sex." Actually, this was quite normal. The little bit of knowledge about male and female physiology in junior high school biology textbooks could hardly satisfy our strong thirst for knowledge.

Finally, in the second semester of our first year of high school, our interrogation of Nana's dates evolved into lectures on sex education given by Nana herself. Using her own experiences as examples, Nana imparted knowledge that could never be found in textbooks. Since the lectures always started after lights out in the dorm, and no one could see each other in the dark, we dared to ask any questions. Nana was always there to answer every question, and if she couldn't answer one, she would say, "Go try it yourself." Every now and then, Nana would also hint that sex was wonderful, indirectly encouraging us to lose our virginity sooner.

Finally, on a Sunday, when we all returned to the dorm from home, we found that Xiao Na, who was usually the first to arrive, hadn't shown up yet. It wasn't until almost dinner time that Xiao Na suddenly appeared, looking a little strange. We didn't think much of it at the time. After dinner, as we sat chatting, Xiao Na, seemingly impatient to turn off the lights, suddenly asked, "Sister Nana, you always say the first time is more painful, why didn't I feel much pain today?" Her words caused a deathly silence in the dorm. The three of us stared at Xiao Na in disbelief. We had thought that Pingping, having a boyfriend and things going well, would lose her virginity before us. We never expected Xiao Na, so precocious, to have gotten a boyfriend so quietly and then just take care of things without a word.

It was Nana who understood first, laughing and saying, "My first time was excruciating! Maybe your hymen is too thin, so it didn't hurt as much." Xiao Na only half understood, and after Pingping and I realized what was going on, we grabbed Xiao Na and bombarded her with questions about the whole story. Xiao Na was quite frank and told us everything.

It turned out that he was Xiao Na's childhood neighbor. They had suddenly reunited after a long time. The little boy from back then had grown into a handsome young man, and Xiao Na had blossomed into a graceful young woman. They both felt a flutter in their hearts when they met. The boy took the initiative, inviting Xiao Na to dinner and a tour of his new home. It's inevitable that a young man and woman alone together would be a little impulsive. The boy, being bold, hugged Xiao Na first. Xiao Na, remembering Nana's "gentle persuasion," didn't resist at all, letting the boy push her onto the bed, stripping off all her clothes one by one, and finally giving her her virginity.

Fortunately, the boy wasn't a womanizer. He was quite moved by the bloodstains Xiaona left behind and expressed his willingness to take responsibility. That's how they started dating. After Xiaona finished telling the whole story, Pingping and I were filled with envy and a little jealousy. Nana smiled at us and said, "Look, even the youngest one has done it. You two better hurry up." At that time, I was quite attracted to a boy in my class named Longbiao. Longbiao wasn't a good student, and he was a bit of a slacker, but he had a very rugged and masculine appearance. I had talked about him with Nana in private before, but she was noncommittal and repeatedly reminded me not to be fooled by his appearance. Until that incident happened, it completely changed my opinion of Longbiao.

It was already the height of summer, and everyone was dressed quite lightly. One afternoon during lunch break, there were only three or four people in the classroom. My gaze was unconsciously drawn to Long Biao again. I stared at him, watching him drink water, talk, and walk. Suddenly, Long Biao turned around sharply and looked at me. I felt as if my secret had been exposed, and I quickly lowered my head, pretending to be reading. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw Long Biao walking towards me and standing in front of my desk.

At that moment, I was both nervous and shy, and I lowered my head even further, completely unaware that my neckline was wide open, and he had a full view of my chest. Long Biao stood in front of me for a while, then went around to the back of my desk and whispered something to a boy sitting two rows behind me, occasionally letting out a strange, deliberately suppressed laugh. I was about to turn around to look when, unexpectedly, two hands suddenly reached out from behind me, slipped inside my collar, and grabbed my breasts forcefully through my bra.

I'm an only child. Although my family wasn't particularly well-off, my parents doted on me and always saved the best food for me. After my body started developing, I never lacked nutrition, so even though I wasn't in my second year of high school yet, my body was already quite well-proportioned, with a nice bust and a nice butt. Startled by this sudden grab, I pulled away as if electrocuted and turned around to see that it was Long Biao who had grabbed me.

Seeing the person I liked do such a lewd thing, I felt both ashamed and angry. Without thinking, I slapped Long Biao hard across the face. Long Biao didn't expect such a strong reaction from me. His face, which had been lewdly grinning, turned a deep purplish-red like a pig's liver after that slap. Enraged, he cursed, "You fucking bastard, don't push your luck! What's wrong with me touching you? You dare to hit me? I'll teach you a lesson today!" As he spoke, I reached out to push him, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he shoved me hard in the chest.

He shoved me so hard I almost fell backward, thankfully the desk stopped me. But being humiliated like this in front of my classmates, being verbally abused and pushed like that, tears were already streaming down my face. After pushing my breast, Long Biao's anger turned to pleasure, and he leered, "Little girl, you've got some big tits, let me have a good time with you." With that, he approached me step by step.

At that moment, Long Biao was no longer like a high school student; he was practically a thug. I was terrified, my legs wouldn't obey me, and I watched in horror as he approached me. The other students in the classroom were also stunned, sitting there dumbfounded, none of them uttering a sound, afraid of getting into trouble.

Just then, Nana walked into the classroom. Seeing the situation, she rushed over and blocked my way, shouting,

"Long Biao, are you even a man, bullying a girl like this?" Long Biao's eyes reddened. He shoved Nana aside and then shoved her breast, saying, "Mind your own business! Don't think that just because you repeated a year you're not afraid of anyone. If you get in the way again, we'll take care of you too!" Hearing this, I suddenly understood why Nana was so much older than us. Looking at Nana, her face was pale with anger. She glared at Long Biao and said, "Long Biao, you just wait and see!" After saying that, she turned and ran out of the classroom. Long Biao shouted triumphantly, "The teachers in charge are all in a meeting at the Education Bureau. Hurry up!" Then he turned around and walked towards me again.

At that moment, I was terrified, like a little rabbit, cowering in the corner, desperately crying out in my heart, "Someone save me!" But no sound came out of my throat. Long Biao seemed to enjoy watching my terrified state. After he had seen enough, he suddenly reached out and pressed his large hand onto my breast for the third time, then squeezed and kneaded it forcefully. Only then did I cry out, "Let me go, you filthy scoundrel!" As I shouted, I didn't know where the strength came from, but I began to struggle.

Long Biao was like a lion, enjoying the prey's struggle before death. He easily subdued my resistance, and at the same time, one hand reached under the hem of my clothes and into my bra, making direct contact with my full breasts. In all my life, this was the first time my sensitive breasts had been played with by a man like this. Although I felt ashamed and scared, a strange feeling welled up in my heart, and my fierce resistance unconsciously weakened.

Taking advantage of the situation, Long Biao pulled my clothes up, exposing my upper body to the air. My bra was also moved out of place, and my chest was about to be exposed. At this moment, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and seven or eight young men from outside the school rushed in. They grabbed Long Biao and started punching and kicking him. In less than a minute, Long Biao was beaten black and blue, his face covered in blood.

I turned my head and saw Sister Nana and a man slowly walking towards me. Sister Nana helped me up first and straightened my disheveled clothes. I immediately felt a sense of relief, like I had been given a second chance, and I threw myself into Sister Nana's arms and cried uncontrollably. Sister Nana hugged me back and gently whispered in my ear, "Xiaofei, don't be afraid, don't cry. No one will dare to bully you anymore." At this moment, the man who came in with Sister Nana stepped forward, pulled Long Biao, who was lying on the ground, up, and slapped him hard twice. Then he asked, "Are you looking for death?" Long Biao was trembling all over and said in a sobbing voice, "Big brother, I'm sorry, big brother, I was wrong. Big brother, I will never dare to do it again." Only then did I look up at the man. It was him. I didn't know his real name, but I heard the boys in my class call him Brother Feng. He was the leader of the local delinquent youths. "Hey, could he be Nana's...?" I couldn't help but turn to look at Nana. Nana looked down at me, seemingly understanding my confusion, and nodded. At this moment, Brother Feng returned to Nana's side, and two young men dragged Long Biao to Nana's front, demanding he apologize. Long Biao had completely lost his earlier arrogance, prostrating himself on the ground, pleading and kowtowing repeatedly until he finally gained Nana's forgiveness. Just as he was about to leave, Nana said again, "Wait, did you get away with bullying Xiaofei earlier?" Long Biao had no choice but to turn back and kowtow to me again, apologizing in the same way. I thought for a moment, told him to stand up, and then raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. This time, Long Biao didn't dare to utter a sound. I felt that all the anger and grievances in my heart had been completely vented with that slap, and the matter was thus resolved.

In class that afternoon, the teacher noticed Long Biao's strange behavior, but Long Biao didn't dare to say anything, and the teacher couldn't do anything about it. And I admired Nana even more.

Before I knew it, I was in my second year of high school. Pingping finally had her first time with her boyfriend during the summer vacation, and suddenly I was the only virgin left in the dorm. But after that incident, I seemed to have developed a psychological aversion to boys. Although the dorm's late-night talks, which used to be Nana's lectures, turned into interactions between the three of them, I remained unmoved, adopting an attitude that it didn't matter if I was still a virgin after graduating high school. Nana, on the other hand, thought my attitude was quite detached and wasn't as eager as before to make me lose my virginity and experience sex.

But things often happen so suddenly. Just when I had gotten used to listening to their conversations without batting an eye, a love letter was suddenly handed to me. The letter wasn't written by a boy from my class, but by someone from the next class. Because our two classes often had PE together, we had some recollection of each other.

The one who wrote me the love letter was Wei. He wasn't tall or particularly handsome, but he was definitely the one who left the deepest impression on me out of all my classmates. It wasn't because of PE class, but because one time our two classes were sitting together in a big classroom preparing for an exam, and Wei was the last one to enter the classroom. As soon as he walked in, some people started teasing him:

"Storyteller, go up and tell us a story, the teacher isn't here yet." Wei was quite generous; he pulled up a chair and sat on the platform, truly performing a stand-up comedy routine like a storyteller. He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice the teacher appearing at the classroom door… I admit I don't have Pingping's fair skin that hides all my flaws, nor Xiaona's liveliness and cuteness, and I certainly don't dare compare myself to Sister Nana's mature charm. So, receiving a love letter from a boy made me very happy. When my three roommates found out, they all said in unison, "Congratulations! Finally, someone's willing to make a move on you! Just go for that storyteller!" Although we're in high school, due to the school's educational level, going to university is something only the top ten students in the entire school can even consider. For ambitious students, getting into a junior college is already a stroke of luck; 90%… The typical career paths for high school students are either to work after graduation or to help with household chores at home. Most school couples get married within a few years of graduation, so dating in school is commonplace. Besides, without academic pressure, what else can you do in school besides date?

This time, Nana didn't make any negative comments about the storyteller, so Wei and I naturally started our date smoothly. Wei's strength is his talkativeness; he can talk endlessly. He can talk about anything and everything, and as he talks, my initially gloomy mood improves. Wei's weakness is that he talks too much and is never still. Sometimes I want to quietly enjoy a moment of cuddling, but he still keeps talking. I have to gently tap his mouth a couple of times to quiet him for five minutes, and then he starts again.

Although Wei talks a lot, he's also very thoughtful. Every date he takes me to different places and shows me different things. The scenery was beautiful, and he would occasionally squeeze my hand, put his arm around my waist, or kiss my cheek. These little gestures perfectly satisfied a girl's vanity, and my heart felt as sweet as if it were filled with honey. If we were in a secluded place where no one was around, Wei would hug me tightly and kiss me, and I would greedily respond. Wei's hands would roam freely over my body, touching my full breasts and round buttocks to my heart's content.

Every time we came back from a date, my three girlfriends would ask me for details. Their evening chat would turn into an interrogation of me about my dates. At first, I was embarrassed to talk about some details, but under their example, I gradually opened up. Where we went, what we talked about, whether we kissed, what parts he touched—I answered truthfully whenever they asked. Sometimes, Sister Nana would inevitably sigh, "Xiaofei, cherish your last moments of virginity," which would make everyone laugh.

Strangely enough, although Wei had touched all my private parts, and I was willing to give myself to him, we never brought up this topic when we were alone. Wei would just enjoy my body with his hands, and sometimes he would ask me to use my hands to relieve him. Watching Wei's penis ejaculate intensely in my hands, I couldn't help but imagine him penetrating me, and then my cheeks would flush red.

This situation continued until the second semester of my junior year. One day after the May Day holiday, when Wei and I were together, he suddenly whispered to me mysteriously, "I heard that the small hotels near the school are having a discount starting next week. How about we go and check it out? I've never stayed in a hotel before." Of course, I understood what he meant, but I couldn't help but chuckle to myself that he, who was usually so talkative, had come up with such a lame excuse as never having stayed in a hotel before. Seeing that I didn't speak, Wei pressed on, "Is it okay?" I looked up at him; his eyes were filled with burning desire. I pretended to be serious and said, "Even with the discount, I don't have any money." Wei laughed and said, "Don't worry about money, I have some." I didn't refuse anymore and lowered my head, saying softly, "Okay. Anyway, I've never stayed in one before." As soon as I finished speaking, Wei suddenly cupped my face and whispered, "Fei, I really love you to death." I had never heard him say anything so passionate since we started dating, but before I could even speak, he lowered his head and kissed me fiercely. One hand wrapped around my waist, while the other skillfully traced my back, slipped into my pants, and entered my underwear, kneading my buttocks forcefully. I didn't resist at all, letting him do as he pleased... That night, during my questioning about my date, I naturally told him everything. Xiao Na and Ping Ping both exclaimed, "Wow, we've never been to a hotel either!" Xiao Na even said that next time her boyfriend had to take her to a hotel too. Only Nana asked me with concern, "Did your period end this month?" I nodded, "It just ended the day before yesterday." Nana was relieved and said to me, "Don't be nervous, just enjoy it, and don't forget what I taught you." She pointed to the portable VCD player in the corner. Nana sometimes brought us pornographic VCDs to watch and "learn" together. I lowered my head, my face red, and whispered, "I know." Then I laughed out loud.

On Friday, Wei finally came to see me. He often stayed at school on weekends instead of going home. I called home and told him I wouldn't be going home this week. After dinner, I went to the hotel with Wei. Probably too many student couples stayed here, because the receptionist didn't say much when she saw us sharing a room. We quickly got the room key. I, on the other hand, felt guilty and thought people were looking at me strangely.

Once inside the room, Wei closed the door and hugged me tightly from behind. I could feel his palms were sweaty; he was probably just as nervous as I was. The eloquent storyteller I usually knew was nowhere to be seen; only a shy young man stood before me. Wei held me, breathing heavily, and his usually skillful deep kisses became awkward. He showered my face and neck with kisses like raindrops, his hands roaming over my body, and then he tried to undress me.

Thanks to the guidance and example set by Nana and the others, I gently pushed Wei away and said, "Go take a shower first." Wei seemed a little reluctant, but nodded in agreement. In a few quick movements, he stripped naked and went into the bathroom to shower. Less than 10 minutes later, Wei came out naked again and tried to hug me. I laughed and dodged him, then went into the bathroom, locked the door, and said to Wei, who was anxiously waiting outside, "Go wait for me on the bed." Inside the bathroom, I removed all my clothes and thoroughly washed myself, working hard as I did so. After calming my nerves, I stood up and stared at my naked reflection in the mirror. My full breasts, rounded hips, and long legs... I hadn't realized how womanly my body had become.

Wei, who was already getting impatient in bed, asked, "Xiaofei, are you done yet?" I smiled slightly. I had planned to walk out completely naked, but thinking about it made me a little embarrassed. In the end, I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around myself, dried my hair, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.

Wei was anxiously waiting for me in bed. When he saw me half-covered, his eyes widened. I stood quietly by the bed, head bowed, waiting for his next move. Wei reached out and pulled me closer, then gently tugged at the towel. The towel carelessly unfurled and fluttered to the floor, revealing my body completely to him.

Although Wei had touched my body quite a bit on previous dates, this was the first time he had observed me so closely and without any cover. He stared at my body, carefully examining every inch of my skin. The room was quiet; only his heavy breathing could be heard. I felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and reached out to cover his eyes. Wei seized the opportunity, grabbed my hand, and pulled me onto the bed. Then, he rolled over and pinned me beneath him. When I looked up, our noses were almost touching.

We stared at each other for a few seconds, then Wei suddenly lowered his head and kissed me. He was no longer as impatient as when we first entered the room; he kissed me deeply, just like he always did on dates. My mind went blank; I only instinctively responded to Wei. One of his hands also took the opportunity to climb onto one of my breasts, two fingers teasing my small nipple.

Perhaps because I was so engrossed, my body reacted quickly. I started breathing rapidly, felt hot, my breasts swelled, and my nipples gradually became erect. Wei seemed to notice my reaction, looked up at me, and then leaned down to kiss me, starting from my neck and chest, moving down my flat stomach, my private area, my plump thighs, and then my calves. Finally, he kissed all ten of my toes.

Wei's kisses were gentle, tickling me and making me laugh a few times. After kissing my whole body, Wei straightened up and looked at me affectionately. It was the first time I'd seen him so tender in all the time we'd known each other, and I felt a surge of emotion. I softly called his name, "Wei." As if given permission to continue, Wei shifted his body and then spread my legs. Although I knew this was inevitable, out of girlish shyness, I covered my lower body with my hands. Wei didn't back down, continuing to firmly pull my hands apart, finally revealing my most private parts to him.

It was also the first time Wei had ever seen a girl's private parts. He knelt between my legs, carefully examining my genitals. My face flushed with shame, and I could only close my eyes. Even so, I could feel Wei's burning gaze on my lower body. Suddenly, I felt a tickle, as if something hot and soft had brushed against my lower body. I opened my eyes and saw Wei licking my genitals with his tongue.

I was both embarrassed and amused, and said coquettishly, "What are you doing? It's filthy there." Wei looked up at me and said, "I don't think it's dirty." Then, as if doing it on purpose for me, he stuck out his long tongue and licked it a few more times, all the while looking at me. With my most sensitive area being teased like that, I felt weak all over, as if a warm current was about to flow from my lower body, and I involuntarily let out a moan.

Wei licked it a few more times, then whispered in my ear, "Xiaofei, I want to come in." I half-closed my eyes, thinking that this moment had finally come, and then nodded resolutely, giving a soft "Mmm." Just as Wei was about to get into position, I suddenly remembered something and said, "Be careful, don't get the sheets dirty." After saying that, my face turned even redder.

Wei smiled, got out of bed to look for something, but seemed to find nothing. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he walked to the clothes I had taken off, took out my white panties, and placed them under my buttocks. I understood his intention and whispered, "You're so naughty." Wei didn't answer again, his body pressed between my legs, and then he used his hands to spread my legs as wide as possible.

I lay there with my eyes closed, feeling both nervous and expectant. But the thought of saying goodbye to my virginity, which I had kept for 17 years, still made me feel a little reluctant. But there was no time for me to think about it anymore. I could feel Wei's hot penis pressing against my entrance, and then slowly, little by little, it entered my body. The moment my hymen broke, I felt pain, although it was much milder than I had imagined, but I still cried. Five parts nervousness, three parts joy, and two parts pain.

Wei leaned down and kissed away my tears, then reached out and pressed his hands against my breasts, slowly beginning to thrust. The first few thrusts were a little painful, but as my bodily fluids lubricated, the pain gradually turned into pleasure. I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure of sex. Wei, too, was thoroughly enjoying my fullness and tightness.

After dozens of thrusts, Wei suddenly increased the frequency of his thrusts, and his hands, which were playing with my breasts, increased the pressure. Although I felt a little pain from his pinching, I gritted my teeth and endured it without saying a word. Then, I suddenly felt a surge of heat inside me—Wei had ejaculated. After he finished, Wei slowly withdrew from my body and took out tissues to clean himself.

I also took some tissues and wiped my lower body, turning my head to look at the small panties under my buttocks, speckled with blood—a symbol of my virginity. After Wei finished cleaning, he turned and hugged me, whispering, "I'm sorry, it was a little too fast this time." At that moment, I felt only boundless happiness, gazing deeply at Wei and saying, "It's okay, it will be better next time." Wei grinned and said, "Little girl, you know quite a lot." I retorted, "Weren't you pretty skilled just now?" Wei said, "Yeah, I prepared a lot for today." I replied softly,

"Me too." Wei didn't say anything more, just stared at me, so I turned my face away.

Wei picked up my panties, carefully examined the bloodstains on them, and then said to me, "Keep this as a souvenir. I'll cherish it for the rest of my life." I didn't say anything, just nodded. Wei hugged me tightly, kissed my forehead again, and then pulled me along, saying, "Let's go wash up again." I went with him into the bathroom and took another thorough shower.

Back in the room, Wei held me as we lay on the bed, watching TV and chatting idly, sometimes flirting, sometimes just talking. The show ended quickly, and while changing channels, we came across a movie with a scene of the male and female leads passionately kissing in bed. Wei glanced at the TV, then turned to look at me, his eyes burning with desire. I understood his meaning and stared back at him defiantly.

Wei lowered his head and kissed me again, his hand quickly climbing up to my breast. Unlike the first time, I wasn't passive; I proactively reached under his armpits and hugged his strong back. Seeing my cooperation, Wei quickened his pace, lowering his head and opening his mouth wide to take my other breast into his mouth, sucking hard.

The swelling sensation in my chest was more intense than usual. I hugged Wei tightly, thrusting my chest forward and offering more of my breasts to his mouth. Wei, meanwhile, ran his other hand across my flat stomach, skillfully exploring between my legs, teasing my labia. Since I had only recently lost my virginity, his touch caused a slight pain, but I endured it to avoid ruining the atmosphere.

At that moment, one of Wei's fingers slipped inside me, feeling my passion and wetness. When he withdrew his finger, a shiny silver thread came out with it. Wei held his finger, still wet with my juices, in front of my eyes and teased, "Xiaofei, look how good you are." I pretended to be angry, pushed his hand away, and made as if to get out of bed.

Wei hurriedly hugged me from behind, smearing the semen on his fingers onto my breasts. Then, with a forceful push, he pressed me down again. His eyes were fixed on me, unblinking, as he bent down and earnestly licked away the semen that had been smeared on my breasts—even though only a few traces remained.

I was quite surprised by Wei's actions, and just stared at him blankly. After he finished licking, he straightened up, looking at me triumphantly. I was speechless, letting Wei spread my legs again. I obediently lay there, watching Wei guide his fully erect penis, slowly inserting it into my body. I must say, watching myself being penetrated was incomparable to watching AVs with Nana and the others; an unprecedented thrill surged through me.

After Wei fully inserted himself, he paused for a moment, then held my thighs and began to slowly thrust in and out. Waves of pleasure gradually washed over me. I half-closed my eyes, gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, and groaned incoherently, my mind only thinking about thrusting deeper and deeper... This time, it lasted significantly longer than the first time. When Wei was about to ejaculate, he sped up, just like the first time. He released my waist and thighs and instead squeezed my breasts hard. This time, Wei's grip was even stronger than before, squeezing so hard that I cried out in pain. But Wei was unmoved and continued to knead my breasts forcefully. Finally, he thrust in a few more times and ejaculated deep inside me.

After the passion subsided, we lay side by side on the bed, panting heavily. I looked down and saw several red marks on my chest where Wei had pinched me. Wei looked apologetic, constantly trying to appease me and offering to rub them, explaining that he was too excited and hadn't noticed my feelings. Seeing his sincerity, I let it go. Besides, just now, I felt not only pain but also a little pleasure… Making love twice in one night had exhausted us, and we were too tired to clean up. It was almost 11 o'clock, and after the passion faded, we embraced each other and gradually drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up first. Wei was still fast asleep beside me. I didn't wake him and sat up, savoring the passion of the previous night. Looking down, I saw that the red marks on my chest hadn't faded completely, and my labia were still a little swollen. My thick pubic hair was stuck together in clumps, probably from not cleaning up the night before and being stuck together by his semen.

I sighed, about to get out of bed to take a shower, when I turned my head and saw that although Wei was still asleep, his penis was erect again. I gently touched it; it was hot and hard. Remembering that Wei had been on top both times last night, a mischievous thought popped into my head.

I looked at Wei again; he was still fast asleep. So I carefully straddled him, then used my hand to straighten his penis and slowly sat down until it was fully inside my vagina. Then I started moving up and down, just like in the movies I'd seen before. I didn't expect that this position, which looked simple, would be so difficult to do. After only two or three thrusts, my back and legs ached, and I had no strength left to move.

At this moment, Wei was also awakened by what I had done. He laughed when he saw me like this. "You want it so badly? Come on, I'll help you." With that, he pulled me down onto him. Wei then reached out and grabbed my buttocks, and began to thrust his hips upwards, his hard penis penetrating deep inside me.

Perhaps because of a night's rest, Wei seemed even more vigorous than the night before. He thrust his hips forcefully, while his hands kneaded my buttocks vigorously. I wasn't going to give in either, so I tried to sit up and continued moving up and down, regaining the initiative. At the same time, I actively pulled Wei's hands to my chest, letting him play with my breasts.

Under my proactive teasing and attack, Wei finally couldn't hold on for long and ejaculated inside me for the third time. I was exhausted, and my stomach was growling with hunger. Wei laughed and said, "Go wash up, I'll go buy breakfast and we'll eat together." He sat up and got out of bed, but he stumbled and was startled. Wei gave a self-deprecating smile and said, "You made my legs weak." Then he got dressed and left the room.

I went into the bathroom naked, rinsed off, and looked at myself in the mirror as I emerged. Time seemed to rewind to the moment I stepped out of the shower last night. Last night, I was a pure and innocent virgin; one night of passion, and I had transformed from a girl into a woman, experiencing the wonderful taste of sex.

Thinking of this, I smiled slightly at myself in the mirror, then left the bathroom, grabbed a piece of clothing, and went to the window. I happened to see Wei carrying breakfast, preparing to cross the street to go back. I felt a sweet warmth in my heart, but just then, a black sedan sped by. Wei couldn't dodge in time and was hit, flying through the air before crashing headfirst to the ground.

I was stunned by what I saw. The happiness I had just felt vanished instantly. I stood there by the window, dumbfounded, until someone on the street shouted, "Help! Call for help!" I snapped out of it and hurriedly tried to put on my clothes, but I was trembling all over, and my limbs wouldn't obey my commands.

After finally getting dressed, I stumbled out of the hotel. The ambulance was already parked on the side of the road. I desperately pushed my way through the crowd, but all I saw was Wei covered by a white sheet, and the doctor's cold words: "He's beyond saving. Tell your teacher to contact his family to come to the hospital to identify him." Then the ambulance door closed.

Hearing this, I felt dizzy and almost fainted on the spot. After the ambulance drove away, I forced myself to walk back to school, feeling utterly dejected. Back in my dorm, Nana saw me and immediately beamed: "Hey, Xiaofei's back! How was last night?" Seeing Nana was like seeing a savior; I threw myself into her arms and burst into tears. Nana was terrified and kept hugging me, comforting me: "Xiaofei, don't cry. What happened? Tell me what happened. If he bullies you like Long Biao did, I'll get someone to teach him a lesson and get revenge for you." "I was crying so hard I couldn't breathe. I finally managed to control my emotions and told Sister Nana what had just happened while sobbing. Sister Nana listened for a long time without saying anything, and then comforted me, saying, 'Xiaofei, be good. Here, you rest for a while and don't go out. I'll go ask the teacher.'" I could only nod. Sister Nana turned and left the dormitory.

After such a big incident that morning, I was exhausted. As soon as Sister Nana left, I leaned against the bed and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up again, Sister Nana was back. She told me the car that caused the accident had fled the scene, the teacher had reported it, and finally told me that Wei was killed on the spot… Hearing this, I cried again, filled with self-blame and guilt. If I hadn't done that that morning, if I had left the hotel with Wei for breakfast, this tragedy wouldn't have happened. Sister Nana could only hug me and tell me that the dead cannot be brought back to life, and that I shouldn't blame myself too much or be too sad.

On Sunday night, Pingping and Xiaona returned to the dormitory. Sister Nana had obviously told them, so they didn't mention Wei and me spending the night together. After lights out, they chatted briefly before going to sleep, even their usual laughter was much quieter. They were so considerate of me; I was truly grateful to them from the bottom of my heart.

A few days later, the car that caused the accident was… The car was found, and the owner was arrested. After interrogation, the owner admitted to driving under the influence that day. He vaguely felt he hit something, but being drunk, he couldn't care less. After driving home, his family found traces on the car, but the tragedy was already done.

After learning about the incident, the pressure on my heart lessened considerably, but deep down, I still felt a deep sense of guilt towards Wei. On the day of Wei's cremation, I found a secluded place and burned the underwear with my bloodstains on it. I had hurriedly stuffed it into my pocket when I left the hotel that day. From then on, I never accepted love letters from anyone else. I continued as before, laughing and joking with my girlfriends, listening to their discussions about sex at night. But deep down, my heart had long been closed off, solely for Wei, the man who transformed me from a girl into a woman.

In the blink of an eye, high school ended. Sister Nana didn't take the college entrance exam after graduating; she decided to help her family manage the business and marry Brother Feng two years later. Pingping excelled in the college entrance exam, achieving the highest score in the entire county. The top-scoring student got into a university in Beijing and then resolutely broke up with her boyfriend who was going south to work. Xiao Na did well on the college entrance exam and went to the provincial capital with her handsome boyfriend to continue her studies. I failed the exam, but unexpectedly passed a job recruitment in a county town for a company in the provincial capital and went far away to start a new life. The four of us sisters parted ways in tears and went our separate ways.

Ten years after that incident, I was 27 years old and still single. My parents repeatedly urged me to find someone to marry, but I always made excuses because in my heart, there was only the image of that storyteller.

Once, when I went home on vacation, my parents brought up marriage again. As usual, I made various excuses to refuse. My father finally couldn't hold back and tearfully begged me, saying that they were getting old and didn't have much time left. Their only wish was to see me find someone who could take care of me and entrust me with my life, so they could rest easy.

It was the first time in my life that I had seen my father cry. My heart softened, and I finally nodded in agreement. After returning to the company, I treated my male colleagues... Then, I became cold and aloof, while secretly observing all the unmarried men around me. Later, by chance, I met Tan Xiang, who was three years older than me. After two or three meetings, I felt that he was a good person, so we started dating.

I worked in a company, while Tan Xiang was a local civil servant. Although he was a civil servant, it was a low-paying and unprofitable position. He was at the very bottom, with a low salary and had to work himself to the bone. In Tan Xiang's own words, "If it weren't for the guaranteed benefits of government departments, I would have been better off working as a chef in a big restaurant and earning more." Tan Xiang and Wei were two completely opposite types of people. Wei was very talkative, while Tan Xiang was an honest man who didn't talk much at all. When we went on dates, we would just hold hands and walk quietly. Sometimes when I was on my period, I would get irritable and yell at him, but he wouldn't get angry. If I scolded him, he would just chuckle as if nothing had happened. So, when we were together, it was always me who got angry with him; we never really argued.

As we spent more time together, Tan Xiang and I developed feelings for each other. However, he never crossed any lines. Holding hands was one thing, but kissing was rare, let alone touching my body like Wei had done before. Although I didn't mind physical intimacy with him, it seemed like that would have to wait until after marriage.

Later, we finally reached the point of discussing marriage. Tan Xiang first told his family about my situation, and his mother was very dissatisfied. When I asked him why, he honestly and hesitantly told me everything his mother had said. The main reason was the significant gap between Tan Xiang and me. I only graduated from high school, while Tan Xiang had a university degree and was a civil servant. My parents were both factory workers, while Tan Xiang's father was a successful businessman, and his mother was a full-time housewife.

Hearing these two points, my heart sank. I told him not to say anything more. Then I asked him what he planned to do. He looked at me firmly and said, "I'll take you home to meet my parents. I love you, and I want to marry you." I was shocked. It was the first time I had heard him say such passionate words, and I was truly moved. Actually, if he had said he wanted to break up, I definitely wouldn't have kept pestering him, and I wouldn't

have even bothered meeting his parents, since the gap between us was too big. But after hearing what he said, I decided to make one last effort and went to his house with him. Tan Xiang's father was away on business, so his mother was the one who made the decisions at home. Unexpectedly, as soon as we met, Tan Xiang's mother pulled me aside and scrutinized me closely, making me a little embarrassed.

After we sat down, Tan Xiang's mother seemed like a completely different person. She showed no sign of objecting to me being with her son, and kept praising me, expressing her affection for me, and saying how honest her son was and how he would definitely be a good husband. I was almost bewildered by this sudden change, and Tan Xiang next to me looked equally confused. Finally, Tan Xiang's mother expressed her hope that we would get married soon.

After leaving his house, we both felt very strange. I looked almost exactly the same as in the photo Tan Xiang had shown his mother last time. What could have caused her to change so quickly?

Later, Tan Xiang finally told me that his mother liked me because of my good figure and round hips. According to the older generation, a girl with round hips is sure to give birth to a chubby boy. Tan Xiang was already in his early thirties, and although I could understand the older generation's eagerness to have a grandson, this reason really made me both laugh and cry. I even worried about what would happen if I gave birth to a girl after we got married.

Tan Xiang obviously hadn't thought that far ahead and kept reassuring me, saying that he would love me whether it was a boy or a girl, and even if his mother was unhappy about having a girl, he would still treat me well and would never abandon me. His words finally dispelled my doubts, and I took him home to meet my parents. My parents were naturally very pleased and felt that the honest Tan Xiang was someone I could entrust my life to.

As we were leaving, Tan Xiang, who had been on high alert the whole time, suddenly said loudly to my parents, "Don't worry, I will definitely treat Xiaofei well. Just wait for our wedding banquet!" My parents were overjoyed to hear this, while I blushed. All the way home, I kept complaining about why he suddenly blurted out that. Tan Xiang was still the same as always, just grinning and letting me talk. If I said anything too harsh, he would just laugh it off.

After returning home, Tan Xiang's family started preparing for the wedding. Tan Xiang's mother mainly handled everything, which saved me the trouble. The banquet and wedding photos were all taken care of by Tan Xiang's family; I didn't have to spend a penny. As the wedding day approached, Tan Xiang's mother even sent someone to pick up my parents and arrange for them to stay in the best hotel in town.

Finally, the wedding day arrived. I wore a pure white wedding dress and stood side-by-side with Tan Xiang on the stage. The wedding banquet was very grand. It was only then that I first saw Tan Xiang's father, my father-in-law. Although the wedding money was supposed to come from the Tan family, it was actually all earned by my father-in-law. He sat there happily, watching Tan Xiang and I exchange vows.

During the wedding banquet, the emcee announced loudly, "Now, please let the bride and groom kiss!" We had no choice but to stand facing each other. Tan Xiang leaned towards me, and I closed my eyes shyly. Tan Xiang awkwardly kissed me. It seemed like our first kiss ever. The emcee enthusiastically counted down the 60 seconds, but my mind raced back to the scene of Wei kissing me. However, I quickly regained my composure. I already had a wonderful husband; I couldn't dwell on the past.

When the 60 seconds were up, applause erupted from the audience. I looked at Xiang; he seemed quite excited too. I felt a pang of guilt. Thinking about how good he had been to me all along, how much he had tolerated and indulged me, I realized I had snapped at him, and even thought of someone else while kissing him… Xiang was also looking at me, his face full of happiness. I didn't think any further and returned his smile.

On our wedding night, after showering, I sat in the hotel room, feeling slightly nervous. The sound of running water came from the bathroom; Xiang was taking a shower. A short while later, he came out, wearing only underwear, a few glistening water droplets on his firm chest. I lowered my head, waiting for his next move.

Xiang leaned down, with an unusually forceful manner, and lifted my face with his hand, then kissed me fiercely. I was slightly surprised, but still responded passionately. Xiang then pulled me to my feet, and we kissed as we slowly moved towards the bed. Once on the bed, Xiang gently laid me down.

He gently removed my dress, looking at my bra and panties, and said, "You're practically giving yourself to me after the shower, and you're still dressed so conservatively." I looked at him earnestly and said, "These are for you to take off." Xiang nodded, gently unhooking my bra and pulling it down, then gently removing my panties as well.

My body was completely naked before Xiang's eyes. Xiang excitedly whispered, "Xiaofei, you're so beautiful." I didn't say anything, gently removing Xiang's underwear.

Xiang suddenly pressed his body against mine, his eyes filled with burning desire. Then he lowered his head and took one of my breasts into his mouth. My body instantly felt like it was on fire; desires suppressed for over ten years were awakened once more. I hugged Xiang tightly, my hands roaming restlessly over his back.

One of Xiang's hands quickly slipped between my legs, exploring the most intimate parts of a woman. Instinctively, I squeezed my legs together, firmly trapping Xiang's restless hand. Xiang managed to pull his hand away with force, then used both hands to spread my legs as wide as possible. The beautiful scenery of my lower body immediately captivated him.

Xiang stared at my lower body for a long time before finally saying, "Xiaofei, I want you." I murmured an "Mmm," then adjusted my position slightly to make it easier for him to enter. Xiang guided his fully erect penis to the entrance of my body, then thrust forward until it was fully inside.

I felt incredibly full, and Xiang let out a soft moan of pleasure. He then grabbed my breasts and began to thrust, kneading them as he did so. The simultaneous assault on my three points overwhelmed me with waves of pleasure. I arched my chest and hips to meet Xiang's thrusts. He thrust vigorously over a hundred times, finally ejaculating violently inside me. As

I felt Xiang's powerful ejaculation, a few tears silently slid down my face, this time out of joy and happiness. Xiang gently wiped away my tears and whispered in my ear, "Xiaofei, I love you." After that night, I officially became the daughter-in-law of the Tan family and moved into their home. I personally feel that Xiang has become much more cheerful after marriage, no longer as taciturn as before. This made my mother-in-law very happy, saying that Xiang really made the right choice marrying me.

Of course, there are some changes in Xiang that only I know. He would take the initiative to say some passionate love words to me, would take the initiative to hug and cuddle me, and would take the initiative to make love to me... One evening after dinner, I was about to wash the dishes when Xiang suddenly came over and said that he would wash them today. As he spoke, he looked at me meaningfully and even gently squeezed my hand. This was his usual way of making love, and I naturally understood. Influenced by Sister Nana, I am more open about sex than girls my age.

After helping my parents-in-law to bed, I took a shower first, and then quickly hid under the covers. Xiang quickly washed up and also got into bed, then impatiently pulled back my covers and then rode on my naked body. After a deep kiss, Xiang whispered in my ear, "Xiaofei, let's try a different position today." I feigned displeasure and said, "What new tricks are you going to try this time?" But inside, I was really looking forward to it. I knew that Xiang sometimes secretly visited adult websites to learn new techniques or positions to play with me. I thought that life after marrying Xiang, who was so honest and reserved before marriage, would be rather mundane, but I never expected that there was such a passionate soul beneath his ordinary appearance.

Xiang smiled, didn't say much, gently pulled me up, and made me kneel on the bed. Then he made me bend over, my buttocks sticking up high. I immediately knew what he was going to do. I had seen this position before when I watched porn with Nana and the others. At the time, I thought it was shameful for a girl to lie like a puppy. But when I secretly tried this position myself, I felt a sense of emptiness rising from my lower abdomen, and I wished a penis would be inserted into me immediately.

I knew my buttocks were quite full and round, and that pose was probably very alluring. Sure enough, Tan looked at me from behind, constantly praising, "Xiaofei, you look so tempting, so sexy." I deliberately acted coquettishly, "Ugh, I'm so embarrassed posing like this." Xiang said, "What's there to be embarrassed about? It's just the two of us here anyway." After saying that, he lowered his head, grabbed my buttocks, and started kissing them passionately.

I felt ticklish from his actions and couldn't help but giggle. Xiang then stood up and pressed himself tightly against me from behind, his hot penis pressing against my round buttocks. He reached forward with his hands to play with my breasts, which seemed to be suspended in mid-air by gravity, while his mouth kissed all over my back and shoulders. I quickly became breathless from his actions, and a feeling of emptiness rising in my lower abdomen spread throughout my body.

I couldn't help but wag my hips and plead with Xiang, "Honey, give it to me." Xiang was also panting heavily. Before I could finish speaking, he firmly pressed down on my buttocks from behind, then skillfully aimed and thrust his hard penis into me from behind for the first time. I lowered my body, sticking my buttocks out even higher, welcoming Xiang's penetration.

I looked down between my legs and could clearly see Xiang's penis entering me. The hot penis, thrusting in hard, then slowly withdrawing, then thrusting in hard again—this lewd scene deeply stimulated me. My vagina secreted even more lustful fluid. The only sounds in the room were the slapping sounds of Xiang penetrating my wet body, the slapping sounds of Xiang's lower abdomen hitting my buttocks, and our heavy breathing.

Xiang's hands held my buttocks firmly, giving me no chance to escape. This was actually the first time Xiang had ever held my buttocks like this; the unprecedented stimulation made him hot-headed and impulsive. While thrusting into me, he asked, "Wife, does this feel good?" At that moment, I was completely immersed in boundless pleasure, throwing all shame and womanly modesty to the back of my mind. Hearing Xiang's words, I replied, "Honey, it feels so good when you thrust into me like this." Hearing this, Xiang became even more energetic, increasing the force with his hands and waist, and continued: "Okay, from now on I'll fuck you like this all the time, fuck you hard, fuck you, you little bitch." I never imagined that Xiang, who used to be so honest, would utter such crude words, but at this moment I couldn't care less. I immediately picked up where he left off, saying, "Yeah, I am a little bitch like this, hurry up and fuck me hard." As I said this, Xiang was almost unable to hold back anymore. His ten fingers dug deep into my buttocks, thrusting a few more times, and finally inserting them all the way in. His firm lower abdomen slammed against my buttocks, making a slapping sound, and then he ejaculated all of his semen deep inside me.

The stimulating position, the humiliating words, and the final ejaculation of Xiang's hot semen inside me gave me an unparalleled pleasure, as if my whole body was melting. Then I felt a warm current flow through my entire body, and I had my first orgasm.

After our passion subsided, I lay on the bed, Xiang on my back, softly saying, "Xiaofei, you're so beautiful." I rolled my eyes at him, "You're not bad either, you've even learned to swear." Xiang had already returned to his usual honest self, smiling sheepishly at me, saying, "I saw it by chance, thought it was so exciting, I couldn't help but say it today. If you don't like it, I won't say it again." Actually, I thought what he said was quite exciting, so how could I not like it? I said, "Fine, if you like it, just say it. Just don't learn bad habits." Xiang kissed my cheek, pinched my butt, and said, "Xiaofei, you're so sweet." After we both calmed down, we got out of bed, washed up a bit, and then fell asleep in each other's arms. In the

blink of an eye, Xiang and I have been married for a year. That afternoon, when I came home from work, I saw my mother-in-law and husband talking intensely. As soon as I entered, they immediately stopped, pretending nothing had happened. I wondered to myself, I've gotten along quite well with my in-laws over the past year, what could they be hiding from me today?

Lying in bed that night, I couldn't resist my curiosity and asked Xiang what his mother had been saying to him that afternoon. Xiang looked embarrassed and smiled, saying, "My mom wants a grandson, she told us to try harder." I understood then, lowered my head without speaking, but secretly worried about what would happen if I had a girl.

Just then, Xiang suddenly reached under my nightgown, touched my bare breast, squeezed it, and exclaimed in surprise, "It feels even bigger than usual!" I blushed and whispered, "Of course, it's because my period is coming soon." Xiang was delighted and said, "Then let's try harder starting today." Without waiting for my response, he pulled off my nightgown and mounted me... For the next few days, Xiang and I tried to have sex to conceive, and each time Xiang would put a pillow under my bottom, saying it would make it easier to get pregnant. I didn't know if there was any truth to it, but I just let him do as he pleased.

Heaven rewards those who persevere, and after more than a month, I finally had pregnancy symptoms. My husband and mother-in-law were overjoyed. My mother-in-law told me to quit my job and focus on my pregnancy, saying that the family wouldn't miss my salary and could support two more people. Coincidentally, my job wasn't going well at the time, so I simply quit and went home.

My pregnancy symptoms were quite severe, and I also developed a craving for sour foods. My mother-in-law was even more convinced that I was having a boy and was overjoyed. She wouldn't let me do any housework. My father-in-law and husband were both busy outside, so my mother-in-law took care of everything at home, leaving me to do nothing. Sometimes when I tried to help her with something, she would immediately take the work back.

When I was six months pregnant, my belly was as round as a watermelon. One night, I suddenly woke up and found my husband wasn't beside me. I quickly turned around and saw Xiang sitting in front of the computer, looking at the screen while his hands were busy with something. I softly called out, "Honey, what are you doing?" Xiang turned around and looked at me awkwardly. Seeing his erect penis, I immediately understood. I said softly, "Why didn't you tell me?" Xiang smiled, "Your belly is so big, don't hurt the baby." I didn't say anything, but sat up, pulled him over, and opened my mouth to take his penis in.

Xiang paused for a moment, then reached out with slightly trembling hands to grasp my breasts, which were fuller because of pregnancy, and whispered, "Xiaofei, do you know how sexy you look with your big belly? Every day when I look at your belly, my little brother slowly gets hard." I didn't answer, but continued to vigorously masturbate him.

Just as I felt Xiang was about to ejaculate, he suddenly pulled out his penis, then took the bra I had changed out of and pressed it against his penis. He then quickly masturbated a few times, and a large pool of fishy-smelling semen was shot all over my bra. Xiang looked at me and said, "That's better, much more comfortable." Then he pointed to the bra with semen on it and said,

"I'll keep this one; I'll need it later."

I understood what he meant and didn't say anything, taking it as tacit agreement. Xiang carefully put the bra away and then slowly helped me lie down. Only then did Xiang get back into bed. After I was settled, Xiang gave me a kiss and said, "Xiaofei, you're so good." After ten months of pregnancy, the day of delivery finally arrived. I gritted my teeth and refused a C-section, giving birth to a healthy baby boy naturally. My in-laws and husband were overjoyed and cried tears of happiness, while I only felt a sense of relief, as if I had completed a task... I recovered quickly after giving birth, and my milk supply was plentiful. Every time my husband saw me breastfeeding our son, he would beam with joy. Perhaps because I was used to a life of luxury, I had no intention of going back to work. I just wanted to stay home and take care of my child. My mother-in-law was happy for me to stay home and take care of the child, so I became a full-time housewife.

Speaking of which, I really admire my mother-in-law. Although I initially disliked that she only agreed to let Xiang marry me because she saw me as a baby-making machine for the Tan family, as time went on, I realized that she was a very good person. Although my father-in-law could earn several million a year, my mother-in-law was never extravagant or materialistic. She took care of all the housework. Sometimes when my father-in-law had to go on a business trip, he would come back and say, "I'm going to Beijing for five days." My mother-in-law would pack his luggage overnight, and the next day he would just leave with his suitcase.

But some things always happen too suddenly. One day in April, my mother-in-law took my husband to visit relatives. Because of the heavy rain and slippery roads, they had a car accident, leaving only me and my two-month-old son behind. The moment I heard the devastating news, I felt dizzy and fainted. When I woke up, my father-in-law had already returned home. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at me and said, "Xiaofei, take care of yourself and the baby. Don't worry about anything else." He took care of everything else. Every day, I would sit at home, and after a while, I would drift into a daze, recalling every little thing about Xiang and me: the sweetness of our courtship, the happiness of our wedding night, and the joy of giving birth. Everything seemed to flow before my eyes like a painting. I was so immersed in my memories of the past that I couldn't pull myself out until the baby's cries woke me up.

After the funeral arrangements were over, my father-in-law returned home, looking exhausted. I offered him a cup of tea, feeling guilty for not being able to help him at all. He glanced at the baby sleeping soundly in the cradle and said,

"Xiaofei, I've thought about it. I'm almost 60 years old, I've experienced everything, maybe I should just go with them this time." His eyes reddened, and tears welled up in my eyes as well.

He paused, then said, "But he's still here." He pointed to the baby, "The Tan family line must continue, I can't leave now." He looked at me again, "Xiaofei, even for the sake of the child, you must live well." I nodded, indicating I understood. He stood up and walked towards the bedroom, saying as he went,

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I can support you and the baby." He then closed the door.

After that conversation, I stopped dwelling on the past and focused all my attention on my baby. I also took on all the housework. My father-in-law continued to work long hours, leaving early and returning late, striving to earn money for this broken family.

As the weather grew warmer, my clothes became increasingly thinner, attracting my father-in-law's attention several times. However, my mind was completely focused on the baby, and I didn't notice.

One hot afternoon, my father-in-law had to come home unexpectedly. As usual, I served him a cup of brewed Longjing tea, but I didn't realize that the neckline of my loungewear was too low, completely exposing my breasts, which I wasn't wearing a bra for breastfeeding. He stared at me blankly, and then, as I turned to leave, he grabbed me from behind.

Before I could react, he pushed me onto the large dining table. He reached out and ripped my thin clothes in half, completely exposing my upper body. Then he forcefully pulled down my underwear, and in two or three swift movements, I was completely naked. Only then did I realize what had happened, but it was too late.

I tried to push my father-in-law away, but he pulled and shoved me, forcing me to lie face down on the dining table. My nipples, touching the cold glass, instantly became erect. He quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled out his already erect penis, and thrust it forcefully into my still slightly dry body.

I cried out, "Dad, you can't do this! I'm your daughter-in-law!" He didn't answer, just breathed heavily, relentlessly thrusting. I was powerless to resist and could only lie there, letting him ravage me. His penis pounded and rammed into me without restraint, a wave of humiliation and pleasure washing over me simultaneously.

After he ejaculated, he sat back on the sofa, smoking absentmindedly. I slumped to the floor, watching the semen slowly flow from my swollen labia. A while later, my father-in-law suddenly stood up, grabbed his briefcase, and walked out. Before leaving, he glanced back at me, his eyes filled with despair and regret. That night, he didn't come back.

The next day, very late, after I had fallen asleep, he returned. From then on, he left home every day before I woke up and returned only after I was almost asleep. When we occasionally met, we remained silent. I understood that he was trying to avoid face-to-face contact, and I felt a pang of guilt. I started paying attention to my clothing, no longer being so casual.

But that experience awakened the desires dormant in my heart. For several nights, I would tightly intertwine my legs, enduring the torment of burning desire, and when I woke up in the morning, my underwear was soaked. People say that women in their thirties are like wolves and tigers; how I longed for a man to penetrate me deeply, to satisfy a woman's normal physiological desires.

Several times I couldn't help but think of the time my father-in-law assaulted me. Although he was middle-aged or elderly, he was still very healthy, and that time he gave me wave after wave of pleasure. But my morals wouldn't allow me to do that. He was, after all, my father-in-law, my husband's father. If I were with him, how could I face my deceased husband and mother-in-law?

Another night of unbearable lust. I lay alone in bed, waves of desire washing over me. I couldn't help but strip naked, and then slowly probed my genitals with my long, slender fingers. My longest finger slowly entered my body. My lower body was already overflowing with desire; one finger was simply not enough. I couldn't help but insert another finger... The insertion of the finger slightly relieved the burning desire. I was immersed in the pleasure brought by the finger, unconsciously letting out moans and groans. At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and my father-in-law poked his head in and asked, "Xiaofei, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" As soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked by the scene before him.

His daughter-in-law lay naked on the bed, her long legs intertwined, her mysterious female triangle exposed without any cover. The thick, dark forest was so alluring, and two of her fingers glistened with a crystalline light.

I blushed with embarrassment and could only close my eyes tightly, wondering what would happen next. My father-in-law said nothing more, quietly entered the room, closed the door, climbed onto my bed, turned off the light, and then lowered his head to suckle one of my breasts. Pleasure surged through my chest, and I forced myself not to cry out.

My father-in-law seemed to sense my feelings and said, "Don't hold back, just scream if you want to." I shook my head and whispered, "Keep it down, don't wake the baby." Hearing this, my father-in-law seemed to be electrocuted, freezing in place, then slunk off the bed and left without a word. That night, nothing happened.

The next morning, as I stepped out of the bedroom, my father-in-law saw me and immediately knelt down, crying, "Xiaofei, I'm not human! I did something so beastly!" I was startled and quickly bent down to help him up. Recalling the hardships I'd endured since my husband's death, I couldn't help but cry too.

Although my father-in-law and I both knew that continuing like this was wrong, we both had normal physical desires. While we outwardly restrained ourselves, deep down, I knew my father-in-law's virility, and he knew my ample figure; we both secretly longed for each other. We were just waiting for things to spiral out of control.

One day in August, I couldn't sleep, so after putting the baby to sleep, I watched TV alone. My father-in-law came home very late. He seemed a little lost when he saw I was still awake, but eventually sat down to watch TV with me. His body emanated a strong scent, tempting me. Finally, when the male and female leads on TV kissed, I couldn't bear the emptiness in my heart any longer and rested my head on his shoulder.

My father-in-law said softly, "I'll go wash up first. You can wait for me in my room." I nodded, stood up, checked that the baby was sleeping soundly, and then closed the bedroom door. At that moment, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. I quickly went into my father-in-law's bedroom, took off my nightgown, then my bra and panties, and put them aside, silently telling him that I was ready. Finally, I jumped onto the bed and pulled a towel over my body.

My father-in-law walked in completely naked, his penis erect. In the moonlight, he saw my bra and panties. He sat on the edge of the bed and picked them up to play with them. I reached out and hugged him from behind, my full breasts pressed tightly against his back.

My father-in-law suddenly turned around and pinned me to the bed. His heavy breath hit my face as he fondled my breasts, saying, "Xiaofei, I've missed you so much. Ever since we last slept together, all I can think about is you—your big tits, your big ass. I know it's wrong, but I just couldn't resist. I'm going to have you today." Before he finished speaking, he forcefully spread my legs. My lower body was already soaking wet, and his penis slid in all the way with the lubrication. I let out a long, satisfied sigh; my long-suppressed desire was finally released. I moaned wildly, lifting my buttocks to meet his thrusts.

He, as if venting his frustration, vigorously kneaded my breasts, shaping them like dough, then squeezing them hard. Although it hurt, I endured it without complaint, instead arching my chest to cooperate with him. His hands brought not only pain but also pleasure.

Perhaps because he had been holding back for so long, my father-in-law ejaculated quickly, a large pool of semen shooting into my body. My body felt like it had been parched for a long time, and the heat of his semen instantly sent me to orgasm. The long-awaited pleasure almost made me cry.

After the orgasm, my father-in-law quietly leaned against my chest. Neither of us spoke; the only sound in the room was our breathing. After a long while, my father-in-law finally spoke, "Xiao Xiang is so lucky." I felt a pang of sadness and said, "Dad, don't talk about this anymore." My father-in-law realized what I meant and quickly said, "Yes, yes, we shouldn't be talking about this." Then, he opened his mouth and took one of my breasts into his mouth, gently sucking on it. I reached down to his crotch and stroked his penis. We caressed each other for a while, and his penis slowly became erect again. Then he patted my buttocks, and I obediently knelt on the bed, sticking my buttocks out in a position.

My father-in-law knelt behind me, first playing with my round buttocks, touching and pinching them, and occasionally slapping them. After he had played with them enough, he held his now-erect penis and skillfully inserted it into my body again. His hands were on my waist, and his lower abdomen slammed violently against my buttocks.

I was experiencing wave after wave of pleasure as my father-in-law fucked me, unconsciously moaning and groaning. My breasts swayed lasciviously in the air with the movement of my body. Suddenly, my father-in-law reached down and grabbed one of my breasts, squeezing it hard. I screamed in pain. My father-in-law, panting heavily behind me, said, "Scream, scream, louder!" As he spoke, he squeezed it again.

At this moment, I was completely lost in lust, throwing all sense of propriety and shame to the back of my mind. I continued to scream, "Ah, Dad, fuck me, squeeze my breasts, fuck me hard, fuck your daughter-in-law well, ah, it feels so good." Hearing my lascivious moans, my father-in-law thrust even harder, squeezing my breasts and buttocks with increasing force.

The second time, my father-in-law lasted significantly longer than the first, continuing until my back and legs ached. He thrust faster and faster, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy. Finally, he grabbed my shoulders, lifting my upper body so my buttocks were pressed tightly against his lower abdomen. He thrust hard a few more times, then pulled out abruptly, ejaculating his thick semen all over my buttocks.

Afterward, he considerately took some tissues to clean me up. I was too exhausted to wash, so I lay naked on the bed, with him beside me. Soon, we both fell asleep.

The next morning, still half-asleep, I vaguely heard my baby crying. My maternal instincts jolted me awake. I went back to my bedroom naked and saw my baby still soundly asleep in the cradle. I felt relieved. My father-in-law got up, took a robe, and gently draped it over me without saying anything more.

My father-in-law quickly washed up and left without even having breakfast. After he left, I went into the bathroom to take a shower. Looking down, I saw marks on my breasts and buttocks from his vigorous kneading the night before. Recalling his audacity, I blushed deeply, especially remembering the shameful things I'd said… Looking back at my surroundings, my parents weren't around, my child was too young, my four roommates had all gone their separate ways, and I'd lost contact with my former colleagues. The neighbors were always keeping their doors closed, and no one knew anyone else. What else could I do but rely on my father-in-law?

From then on, I maintained this relationship with him. During the day, I cooked, did laundry, took care of the child, and did housework. At night, I offered my mature body to him, enjoying the happiness of married life and fulfilling all the duties of a wife.

Sometimes he would initiate, sometimes I would. We did it in the bedroom, the bathroom, the kitchen, the living room, and even the balcony—except for the bedroom with my baby. We tried all sorts of positions. Sometimes my father-in-law was as tender and caring as a real husband, and other times he was as rough and violent as a thug.

But no matter what, I enjoyed every moment of lovemaking with him… After another passionate encounter, he was still on top of me, his hands greedily fondling my breasts and buttocks. He seemed to really enjoy kneading my breasts and buttocks, so even though I felt a slight pain, I endured it without saying a word. He spoke first: “Xiaofei, I’ve decided to sell the company.” I didn’t understand. The company was his, and he had never mentioned it to me before. Why was he suddenly selling it? But even if he did, the money he had saved was enough for us to live on, so I just nodded indifferently. He continued, “I’m afraid my days are numbered. I originally wanted to leave the company to you, but it’s too much for a woman like you to run such a large business. I think it’s better to sell it.” Hearing this, I was frightened and said in a trembling voice, “Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?” He continued:

"I'm not making this up. After all these years in business, I'm always smoking and drinking. I might look presentable on the outside, but inside I'm completely corrupt. I had a checkup earlier this year, and they found fatty liver, arteriosclerosis, and all sorts of other ailments." I could only advise him, "Sell it, that's fine. You'll have a more relaxed life, and your health will gradually improve." My father-in-law shook his head: "It's no use. I have a feeling about this. There's something else I haven't told you. I bought a lot of insurance for Xiaoxiang and his mother before, and we've already received the payouts. Add to that my share, and the company's money, and you should just take good care of the baby and live a good life." At this moment, I finally couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears: "Dad, please stop. Xiaoxiang is gone, I can't live without you." My father-in-law smiled and said, "Silly child, I'm an old man now, I've enjoyed all the good food and drink in the world, and I've even experienced feelings from you that I never dared to dream of before. My life has been worthwhile." My father-in-law paused and continued, "If you meet a suitable man in the future, I won't object to you remarrying. Just take good care of my grandson, but you must be very careful. Be careful that others aren't after your family fortune, or you'll lose both your money and your virtue." At this moment, I was speechless and lowered my head in silence. My father-in-law pointed to the first drawer of the bedside table and said, "I've organized everything and put it in there." Before I could say anything more, his large mouth sealed mine shut, and he mounted me again… For the next few days, things were as usual during the day, but at night, my father-in-law was like a dog in heat, his lust raging. He ravaged my body in every possible position, even wanting to play rape games with me. He tore three of my bras and ripped off five pairs of underwear. My breasts and buttocks were covered in bruises from his kneading. Remembering his words from the previous days, I silently endured it, trying my best to cooperate. At the same time, I experienced an unusual pleasure… One Monday, my father-in-law told me he was going out with some friends, and then he left. He never came back. The next day at noon, I received a phone call at home saying that my father-in-law had died of a cerebral hemorrhage in a hotel. Although I was somewhat prepared, I still couldn't help but cry.

I don't know if my father-in-law's passing was deliberately arranged or a mere coincidence. Looking at his portrait, I felt like crying but couldn't. This man who raped me after Xiang's death, the man who comforted me when I was empty, the man who let me enjoy sexual pleasure to the fullest, the man who left me and my baby a substantial inheritance—my feelings for him were complex, my heart a jumble of emotions.

After arranging his funeral, I opened that drawer and, following the steps, transferred all the assets to my name. At this point, my heart was as still as water; I had no intention of finding another partner, only wanting to watch my baby grow up healthy. But unexpectedly, I started experiencing pregnancy symptoms again…

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