The Deceived Wife [The End]

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My wife and I are a typical small family in Taiwan. We've been married for six years, and my wife left her job at a department store two years ago because of our child. Last Saturday at noon, my wife said she was going out shopping, and I felt something was off. Although she came back in the evening, she seemed strange. After I questioned her all night and promised not to pursue the matter, she finally cried and said she had been scammed. It all started a month ago at noon. She was about to take a nap when the phone rang:

Wife: Hello, who is it?

Mr. Lin: (A deep, middle-aged voice) It's you! Xiaomi, what color underwear are you wearing today?

Wife: (Startled) Sir, you've got the wrong person. My name isn't Xiaomi.

Mr. Lin: Oh, you've changed people today. It's okay. What's your name? How old are you? Are your breasts big? Wife

: You've dialed the wrong number. This isn't a chat service.

The other party had run out of money, but my wife didn't seem to care and awkwardly chatted with him for a while. After he explained, it turned out our phone number was only one number different from a certain chat service. He hurriedly apologized and hung up (we later found out he deliberately dialed our number, what a master!).

Two days later at noon, the phone rang again.

Mr. Lin: Hello, it's me, Mr. Lin.

Wife: Are you that pervert who called Xiaomi?

Mr. Lin: Don't say that, every man who calls that place chats about something risqué.

Wife: Then why are you calling my house again? Mr.

Lin: Nothing much, just looking for someone to chat with during my lunch break.

Wife: Do you think I'm a 0204 prostitute? That costs money.

Mr. Lin: I can give you some!

Wife: No need, I'm going to take a nap, bye-bye.

Mr. Lin: Wait a minute, I want to ask you something.

Wife: What is it? (My wife was really curious)

Mr. Lin: What color underwear are you wearing today?

Wife: You're annoying, if I tell you, you won't call again, okay?

Mr. Lin: Of course.

Wife: Red, bye-bye (Wife wants to hang up) Mr. Lin: Low-rise or thong?

Wife: Why would I wear a thong at home? It'll chafe and be very uncomfortable.

Mr. Lin: Chafe where? Shouldn't it be comfortable?

My absent-minded wife actually discussed it with him quite seriously, chatting for a while before finally remembering to hang up.

Perhaps because it was the first time she had talked about sex with a stranger other than her husband, she felt her face turn red, her heart race, and her underwear slightly damp after hanging up. She felt very excited. It brought some ripples to a lonely afternoon at home. Maybe life was really boring, which is why someone took advantage of her vulnerability to arouse her desire. From then on, she looked forward to Mr. Lin's call every afternoon and chatted with him on the phone. In this way, my wife opened the floodgates to talk about their sex life, and over time it became a habit. The man called every one or two days at noon, but not on Saturdays and Sundays, so he must be an office worker.

Actually, I was quite curious too, and I pestered my wife for a whole night, so I got a general idea. My wife said that guy was a pervert. Every time she answered the phone, he would ask what color underwear she was wearing. If she didn't tell him, he would ask again after a few words. Even if she told him, he would ask even more suggestive questions. My wife felt safe chatting with him since she couldn't see him, so she laughed casually and listened to him brag about how amazing he was and how popular he was with women. Once, he mentioned how big his penis was, and my wife, out of curiosity, blurted out, "

How big is it ?"

Mr. Lin: "Seventeen centimeters."

Wife: "Is that big?"

Mr. Lin: "Most people's are around 12 centimeters.

" Wife: "Then why is yours so long?" Mr.

Lin: "Mine is a foreign size. Want to try it?"

Wife: "Go to hell!"

Mr. Lin: "When your husband gets erect, compare it with your hand and measure it."

That night, during sex, my wife actually compared my penis with her hand, and afterwards, it really was only 11.7 centimeters. No wonder Mr. Lin was so arrogant. At that moment, my wife wondered what it would feel like if he actually penetrated her; her underwear was wet.

Until last Monday, Mr. Lin called his wife again for a chat, even teaching her how to masturbate!

Mr. Lin: So, is this your first time with your husband?

Wife: Yes.

Mr. Lin: Have you done it with anyone else?

Wife: Never.

Mr. Lin: When was the last time?

Wife: Last week… Mr. Lin: Does it itch? Wife: How annoying! Mr. Lin: What are you doing? Wife: I want to take a nap . Mr. Lin: What are you wearing?

Wife: A bathrobe and underwear.

Mr. Lin: A vest?

Wife: It's not comfortable to sleep in, so I didn't wear one.

Mr. Lin: Now you know how big my penis is, you have to tell me how big your breasts are.

Wife: At least a C cup.

Mr. Lin: What color are your nipples?

Wife: Pink.

Mr. Lin: Beautiful! Aren't they sensitive?

Wife: Who isn't? (Wife's heart races!) Mr. Lin: Lie down, undo your bathrobe. Wife: Why? (Wife feels embarrassed) Mr. Lin: Relax, relax... Trust me. (Wife arranges the pillows, takes the cordless phone, and lies on the bed.) Mr. Lin: Close your eyes and caress your breasts. (Wife's hand slides over her nipple, which twitches and immediately hardens.) Wife: Ah... Oh... (Wife moans shyly, her lower body secreting fluids in streams, too excited to control herself.) Mr. Lin: Take off your underwear. (Wife is completely at Mr. Lin's mercy, pulling down her underwear.) Mr. Lin: Your genitals probably haven't been touched in a long time. Wife: I... Mr. Lin: Tell me how wet you are.

Wife: Go to hell! (Wife keeps rubbing her clitoris, feeling amazing, the more comfortable it is, the more she wants it.) Mr. Lin: Feels good, right? Focus on stimulating your erogenous zones to make yourself feel even better. Mr. Lin: Imagine my 17-centimeter erection sliding into your vagina. Wife: Oh?? Oh oh?? (Wife's fingers feel her lower body getting even wetter.) Mr. Lin: I'll fill you up.

Wife: I... can't help it. Oh, oh, oh, oh! At this moment, the pleasure kept overwhelming my wife, feeling even stronger than intercourse. Her pent-up desire was released, and her body began to tremble. She gripped the sheets beneath her, moaning loudly. The feeling was too intense. After a while, my wife finally calmed down. Mr. Lin heard her breathing slow down and asked, "Did you orgasm?"

My wife: I… My wife was extremely ashamed and couldn't answer. She hurriedly hung up the phone, lay on the soaked bed, and fell asleep exhausted.

***** Part 2 Last Friday at noon, Mr. Lin called again, saying that he had asked a friend who went to Japan to bring back a whole set of purple vests, thongs, and suspenders for my wife, hoping to arrange a meeting with her. My wife, of course, refused, telling him to give it to his wife. He said, "My wife is over 40, it doesn't look good on her. You're 30, it'll fit you perfectly."

My wife said she'd been talking about him for a long time, and she was finally a little curious to meet him, but she was also afraid of the danger, so they arranged to meet at a fast food restaurant. On Saturday afternoon, my wife made an excuse to go shopping with a friend, leaving me and our kindergarten-aged child at home, and went to meet the man. My wife said that when she arrived at the fast food restaurant, she circled the entrance a few times before finally stepping inside. Suddenly, a well-dressed man came out and said to her: "Aren't you Miss Xiaomi?"

My wife (startled): "Then you really are Mr. Lin."

Mr. Lin (taking my wife's hand): "My car is over here, let me get you a gift."

My wife saw that the gift inside the car was beautifully wrapped. Mr. Lin opened the car door for her, and my wife, unsuspecting, got into the car. He followed her in.

Mr. Lin (looking my wife up and down): "You're even prettier than I imagined."

Mr. Lin (handing her the gift): "You can open it and see, it's very pretty!"

My wife: "I'll open it when I get home, I want to get out of the car."

Mr. Lin (suddenly starts the car): Let's find a place to stop. Could you wear that lingerie, that thong, so I can see?

Wife: Impossible. You're not exactly innocent-looking. I don't believe you'll just look.

Mr. Lin: Otherwise, I'll give you five thousand yuan, and I promise I'll just look.

Mr. Lin (his wife seems distrustful, so he takes out five thousand yuan and a Viagra pill from his pocket): I do have this problem, so I only talk the talk. Look, I haven't even taken my pills. I just want to admire pretty women!

While his wife is still stunned after taking the five thousand yuan, the car pulls into a motel.

Wife (hesitantly gets out of the car): You really can only look?

Mr. Lin: Hmm. If you're willing to have sex, I won't object. Wife: You wish. (And so, the wife and the man enter the room.) Wife: Ah, why is the bathroom transparent? How am I supposed to change?

Mr. Lin: You're so naive. What haven't men and women who come to motels together seen? Hurry up and go in and change.

The wife reluctantly took her underwear into the bathroom. While she turned her back to change, Mr. Lin quickly drank a glass of water, took a few Viagra pills, and impatiently urged, "Are you done yet?"

The wife (awkwardly) replied, "How did I know I'd be wearing a thong today? I didn't even shave my pubic hair; it looks awful."

Mr. Lin said, "No way! Thongs are supposed to show some pubic hair to be sexy. The sooner I'm done, the sooner we can leave.

" The wife wrapped herself in a large towel, turned to look at him, and thankfully, she wasn't disheveled. The wife walked out of the bathroom shyly, her bottom wrapped in the large towel, wearing a purple corset top. Mr. Lin's eyes lit up. He grabbed his wife's breasts and said, "Your breasts are at least a C cup, right? How can you see the thong with the towel wrapped around your waist?"

Mr. Lin pulled off the towel with one hand and grabbed her breast with the other. As soon as the towel was down, the thong was incredibly small, revealing a lot of pubic hair and a clearly visible cleavage. Just looking at it, Mr. Lin's penis was already standing at attention.

Wife (shrinking towards the bathroom): You said you wouldn't touch me!

Mr. Lin: Okay, okay, I won't touch you then, don't avoid me. He pulled her hand while taking the opportunity to touch her breasts. His wife's breasts were very sensitive, and her thong got wet at the slightest touch. His wife tried to suppress her excitement and said angrily: If you do this again, I'm leaving!

Seeing that his wife was angry, Mr. Lin sat back on the bed, looked at her for a few minutes, and said: I'll give you more money, will you give me a blowjob?

Wife: No, we already agreed on this, let's part amicably.

Mr. Lin (sighing): Okay! Since we've come to this point, I have one last request, pluck a hair from your head and give it to me.

Wife: What? "Where's the hair?"

Mr. Lin (pointing to his wife's thong): Right there!

Wife (trying to get away quickly): You're so annoying, hurry up.

Mr. Lin: Wait a minute, I'll pull it

out myself. He squatted down and stared intently at his wife's crotch, seeing that her thong was soaked. He knew she was aroused. He reached down and gave it a hard squeeze. His wife jumped up as if electrocuted, her heart pounding in her chest, and began to moan.

Wife: Oh no! Don't do that! "Don't touch me!"

His wife began to struggle, but Mr. Lin held her tightly, kissing her with his lips. She closed her eyes. Mr. Lin's lips also kissed her earlobe, then gently sucked on her neck, making her weak all over. When his wife's guard lowered, his hands gently caressed her, expertly stroking her neck, then her shoulders and other secondary erogenous zones, teasing her back, waist… every nerve ending felt wonderful. Mr. Lin was indeed a master of seduction; his wife quickly became aroused, her body going limp, her legs involuntarily pressing together, her lower body becoming even wetter. His wife cried out: "Ah… Oh… Stop… I… can't help it… Oh."

Mr. Lin knew her defenses were crumbling. He kissed her breasts, circling his tongue around her nipples. His wife was so excited she couldn't control herself. Mr. Lin's fingers parted the edge of her thong, finding her wet opening, skillfully separating her lips… His middle finger easily slipped into her vagina.

His wife's vagina was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, and with his teasing, it became even more soaking wet. Mr. Lin skillfully and quickly searched upwards along the vaginal wall, soon placing his middle finger on the g-spot at the top. He skillfully rotated his middle finger, gradually applying pressure to the upper vaginal wall, and an indescribable sensation immediately stimulated his wife, growing stronger and stronger. Mr. Lin then hooked his finger around his wife's vaginal wall like a hook, and began to vibrate rhythmically. His wife felt her body was no longer under her control; a surge of pleasure rushed to her brain, her whole body tingling. The climax arrived!

Mr. Lin, a seasoned veteran, took advantage of my wife's exhaustion and weakness, placing her on the bed, pulling down his own pants, straddling her legs, and holding her slender waist. He then rubbed his already erect penis against her thin thong, his hands moving back and forth.

My wife couldn't help but moan loudly, her body reacting quickly, and she soon reached another climax.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mr. Lin pushed my wife's thong aside with his hard penis, her labia weakly spread apart by his thick shaft, and his penis easily penetrated my wife's wet vagina. Still in the throes of climax, my wife was completely unprepared and hadn't even reacted yet; her last line of defense collapsed, and her pure and innocent body was finally possessed by another man.

My wife (now weakly saying): Oh...no...ah...you promised you could only watch...oh...

Mr. Lin effortlessly inserted his 17-centimeter penis all the way into his wife's wet vagina. His wife wanted to say no, but her body was burning hot and she had no strength. She unconsciously hugged Mr. Lin tightly. Mr. Lin began to move gently. Unlike her husband, who simply thrust back and forth, he rubbed it left and right, up and down. His wife gasped on the bed, reaching a state of ecstasy, involuntarily arching her buttocks and opening her thighs as wide as possible to welcome his hardness, allowing it to penetrate deeper into her core. His wife experienced orgasm again and again, as if she had entered heaven. As

Mr. Lin's penis thrust in and out, she felt his hands gently supporting her buttocks and pushing inward forcefully. Her body began to convulse, and he collapsed onto her, motionless. His wife felt a warm current flowing into her lower body, and suddenly felt dizzy. The tender flesh of her buttocks twitched uncontrollably, her whole body trembled with numbness, and she could no longer hold on. Gushes of vaginal fluid gushed out, and she felt completely exhausted.

Mr. Lin's semen filled his wife's vagina, flowing down her thighs and soaking the sheets. As her orgasm subsided, his wife realized she had made a grave mistake. Terrified, she trembled, unsure what to do, tears streaming down her face.

Mr. Lin saw this and gently kissed her forehead. His passionate kisses quickly calmed her, and in her dazed state, she found herself embracing him.

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