[Wife Poison] Chapter Thirteen - My Wife in His Mouth

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Thirteen, My Wife in His Words
"Hello?" I looked around the house. My mother-in-law was busy in the kitchen, and my father-in-law was sitting on the sofa

reading the newspaper. My wife had just returned from watering the plants and was tidying up the utensils, seemingly enjoying these tasks. My sister-in-law hadn't

come back yet; she'd been coming home very late lately, and I wondered what she was busy with.
I waited anxiously for her reply. Was Xunmei missing me?

What if she insisted on being with me? But the way she left so resolutely that day, it seemed like she wouldn't be with me anymore.
I felt both hopeful and afraid. But there was no word from the other end of the phone for a long time.
"Hello? Xunmei? Why aren't you saying anything?" I whispered, subtly making my way to

the bathroom .
"Can you...can you come over?" Xunmei's voice was very weak, as if she were seriously ill.

The place seemed very empty, and her voice echoed.
"What's wrong?" My heart clenched.
"Can you come over? I...I'm...it's...it's the factory I usually pass on my

way ." Xunmei's voice was breathless, as if she had exhausted all her strength, but

she couldn't finish her sentence.
"Thud," that was the sound of the phone falling to the floor.
"Hello? Honey, hello? Honey, don't scare me!" My heart felt like it had also "thudded"

to the ground. What was Xunmei doing there? Was she by the roadside near the factory, or inside the factory? Did she have a heart attack on the way?

She has congenital heart disease, and as long as there's no huge shock, she'll be fine. She wasn't

shocked , so it's unlikely she'd have a relapse now. Could it be? Could she have encountered a thug?
A wave of fear washed over me, and I hurriedly pushed open the bathroom door. Everyone in the living room looked at me. I

quickly said that there was an urgent matter at the company that I had to deal with, so I wouldn't be home for dinner.
As I was leaving, my wife, Mengchan, chased after me, handing me a set of car keys, a can of milk, and

a slice of bread. She said, "Drive. Your company is so urgently looking for you; it must be something important.

But you probably won't have time for dinner tonight, so have this to tide you over."
My heart warmed, and my eyes welled up with tears. My dear wife, do you know who I'm going to

see ? I'm going to see my lover, who I don't know if he's met with misfortune, and you're making me

drive, even giving me snacks. A wave of indescribable self-reproach and guilt washed over me.
Several red lights only added to my frustration. I honked my horn every time a car in front of me stopped even slightly,

drawing stares from the other drivers.
By the time I reached the abandoned factory, it was even darker. The factory had been abandoned for years; the government had

n't been able to afford renovations, so it lay there, half-dead.
Xunmei passed this road every time she went to work; it was a deserted place, and she was always afraid when she reached it.

But taking the other route would take a long time, so I had to pass through here every day.
The streetlights along this road were spaced far apart, so at night one spot would be bright, and the next would be

dark. The factory was right in the dark area. From the roadside, it was as silent as a ghost town.
I got out of the car and called out Xunmei's name, but received no response. Was she not nearby? I looked at

the dark factory like a giant monster lurking in the shadows, eerily terrifying. It was deathly silent there, but I could

hear the dripping sound of a leaking pipe, truly like a place haunted by evil spirits in a horror movie.
Xunmei said she was in the factory, could she be in here? I had a bad feeling. I no longer cared

how eerie and terrifying this place was, and I called Xunmei's name again, but still no response. My heart

sank to the bottom.
There was a faint light in this room, the iron door was ajar, and the dim light shone through.
I gently pushed the door open, and the light suddenly intensified, blinding me for a moment.
However, when I saw clearly, I would never forget Xunmei's appearance at that moment.
The beauty before me lay naked, limp on the ground, her soft, smooth body twitching slightly.

The floor was covered in water stains and the grease typical of the factory. Xunmei's two long, slender legs were wide

open , as if they could not close. One foot was still wearing a black stocking, but the fleshy foot in the stocking

was stuck in a greasy pit that was even blacker than the stocking. Her other small, white, and fragrant foot was also covered in mud and grime. She

was once an angel, but had fallen to the mortal world.
Her once alluring secret place was no longer as soft and delicate as before; her tender petals were swollen and engorged with blood, and the two

plump, thick labia were now stretched open and fixed, with white semen mixed with streaks of blood

gushing out from the deep vaginal opening. The tender flesh of her anus swelled and contracted intermittently, and a mixture of white and yellowish substances, streaked with blood, trembled and squeezed out.
Xunmei's head was obscured by her disheveled hair, concealing her once slender, white neck and delicate face. Her

body convulsed unconsciously, and her small, unsocked foot's toes spasmed and clenched. One hand

seemed to be hidden beneath her body, while the other lay on the ground, her phone just inches away. She seemed

to be reaching for the phone, but even so close, she couldn't reach it.
My heart ached as if it were being torn apart. I felt a dazed sensation, took a step forward, but my foot

slipped, and I half-knelt on the ground. Startled awake by the pain, I scrambled over and helped Xunmei up. Seeing Xunmei's

forehead soaked with sweat, her once bright and intelligent eyes now empty and lifeless,

her pale face devoid of its former charm, I hugged her tightly, screaming in anguish, "Ah..." "Who? Who

did this to you? I'll kill him! I'll kill him!" I held Xunmei's delicate body tightly, a surge

of rage rising within me.
Xunmei finally came to her senses. She raised her head, tears streaming down her face,

leaving two clear, white welts on her already somewhat dirty face.
"Husband, sob..." Xunmei's eyes were red and swollen, her cheeks slightly bruised, and

a Her damp hair emitted a pungent stench of urine and semen.
I wiped the liquid from Xunmei's lips with my sleeve, and then wiped her face with the clean sleeve as well. Her

delicate beautiful face reappeared, but it lacked its former radiance.
"Baby, tell me who did this to you?" I said coldly, my face ashen.
"I don't know. Four or five of them, all masked, forcibly abducted me here, and then...and then..."

Xunmei couldn't continue.
"Bastard! Did you even see their faces?" My anger was about to explode; the rage in my heart

burned fiercely in my chest.
"No, but...but I think one of them is the one who's been bothering me all this time.

I recognize his voice, that's right, it's him!" Xunmei's voice rose slightly, perhaps because she was emotionally agitated by the incident,

or perhaps because she felt a surge of strength upon seeing me.
"I will make him pay!" A chilling resentment escaped my lips.
"Daren, don't be like this, let's call the police." Xunmei was somewhat frightened by my expression. "
Yes, let's call the police. I'll take you to the hospital first, then call the police." I said, looking at her frightened eyes

.
"No, no, no, I don't want to go to the hospital, I don't want to go like this. There's ointment at home, let's use the ointment!" Xunmei

said urgently, her face regaining some color from her agitation.
At that moment, I didn't want to disobey her, so I could only pick her up and stand up. Xunmei's arms hung limply at her sides,

her whole body as weak and powerless as if she had no bones. Only her eyes regained a little life; she looked at me tenderly .

At that moment, I was as tall and strong as a mountain in her heart.
The sound of the shower came from the dormitory bathroom. I called my high school classmate who was now a policeman and angrily

told him about what had happened. This high school classmate was named Mei Gaohao. He was tall and strong, originally a sports school student, but

later became a beat cop due to family connections.
Mei Gaohao came with two other policemen, who were probably much more senior than him.

He had no say in the matter. He was somewhat indignant, but he didn't complain. He just said that this matter involved

his classmate, so he asked the two officers to help him.
The two policemen were quite serious. They first asked Xunmei some questions, and then personally went to the abandoned factory to investigate

. I accompanied them the whole time.
When I returned, it was already past 11 p.m. I called Mengchan and told her I was too busy tonight and

wouldn't be coming home. Mengchan generously agreed and told me to take care of myself. I felt a little ashamed, but

that was the only way I could lie to her now.
Xunmei had already washed herself clean, but there were still some bruises on her body. I had her undress

and then gently applied a cool ointment to her skin.
When my fingers touched the swollen areas in her genitals, her delicate body trembled slightly. Her two jade-like hands

clenched into small fists and curled between her large, full breasts. Her two tender white feet, whether from pain or

the stimulation of a tingling sensation, had all ten toes curled up like silkworms, and the soles of her feet were wrinkled into cute patterns.
After applying the ointment, I gently helped Xunmei put on her pajamas, and then we sat on the bed embracing. I kissed her hair, forehead, cheeks, and lips

again and again , feeling sorry for her and loving her. My heart was

touched by her tenderness.
"Knock, knock, knock," came the urgent knocking at the door. I quickly stopped what I was doing and got dressed.
I thought the police had come again, so I hurriedly opened the door. What greeted my eyes was a face streaked with tears—

my wife's face!
Her eyes were filled with anger, jealousy, sadness, and hatred. I couldn't even look her in the eye,

unsure whether to let her in or just stand there.
"You said you had to work overtime, oh, so you came here to work overtime with your lover. How could you be so shameless!

If Mengjuan hadn't passed by your company and said there wasn't a single light on, I wouldn't have known you'd lied to me,"

Mengchan said, heartbroken.
"I was almost ready to agree to your relationship with her last time, but you said you wanted to break it off. I was so touched by your words about thinking about

the family , about me, and about the children. But you went back to having an affair with her behind my back.

What's the point of this? What's the point of this? You've lied to me time and time again, I..." Mengchan clutched her chest, tears

streaming down her face again. She swayed, almost falling. I quickly reached out to support her, but she slapped my hand away.
I was annoyed with my sister-in-law, Mengjuan. When did she become such a blabbermouth? Wasn't she supposed to be going somewhere else?

Did she go to the bookstore again?
Just then, Xunmei got off the bed barefoot, grabbed Mengchan's hand, and before she could speak, tears were already streaming

down her face .
"Mengchan, can you listen to me? After you listen to me, you can hit me or scold me as you please. I

won't look for Daren anymore. After all, you're husband and wife, and I understand." Perhaps stunned by Xunmei's sorrowful eyes

, or perhaps moved by pity for the bruises on Xunmei's face, Mengchan, who was usually unforgiving, actually

nodded .
The three of us went into the room. Mengchan and Xunmei sat on the bed. I picked up the pants on the rack,

took out a cigarette from my pocket, and lit it—a cigarette I usually don't even smoke. The clouds rolled and unrolled, and through the smoke, I looked at

the two beauties on the bed. They were two heartbroken beauties, their hearts both belonging to the same man. And that man

was me, but I was also the one who broke the hearts of two women.
Xunmei told Mengchan about her unfortunate experiences, including how she offered herself to a sugar daddy three years ago so I could go abroad

, how I misunderstood her, and how we separated several times, how she spent those two years,

and then how she was raped by five men. As she spoke of her heartbreaking experiences, she broke down in tears.
My wife, Mengchan, was kind-hearted by nature; she hadn't expected Xunmei to suffer such a fate. She comforted Mengchan, holding

her head, and also burst into tears.
"Husband, I forgive you," Mengchan said, tears still on her face, pulling my hand and gesturing for me to kneel beside the bed so

she could kiss her.
I was deeply moved. My beloved wife was so understanding and forgiving; what more could I say? I

could only kiss her deeply to express my gratitude.
"Husband, kiss Xunmei too. She's so pitiful; it breaks my heart to hear her story," Mengchan

said, her voice tinged with sorrow, expressing her indignation at Xunmei's plight.
I looked awkwardly at my wife, a little embarrassed to kiss Xunmei in front of her. Xunmei blushed deeply,

her small , delicate hands clutching the sheets, looking at me with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. I couldn't bear to disappoint her, so I quickly

cradled her head and kissed her too, just on the cheek.
My wife, Mengchan, suddenly hugged both of our heads, sticking out her pink little tongue, kissing this and that.

"Kiss that." I was surprised by her sudden acceptance of Xunmei, but also overjoyed.
I hesitated, wondering what to do that night—should I stay with Xunmei or go back with Mengchan?

My wife Mengchan, seemed to sense my thoughts and generously said she would go back first, letting me spend the night with Xunmei.

Xunmei quickly said, "No, no, no, I must go back with my wife.
" Xunmei couldn't win against Mengchan in the end, and Xunmei and I both saw Mengchan off to the Audi, the car

my mother-in-law, Mingyue, often drove. Watching the Audi drive away, I felt a pang of reluctance. I was gradually falling in love with the

wife I had already fallen in love with. If it was gratitude before, what kind of love was it now? I was even less sure. But while

I was happy that she had so easily given me to her rival, I also had an indescribable feeling, perhaps

the opposite of happiness.
"Honey, I can really be with you now. I'm so happy!" Xunmei hugged me, burying her face

in my chest.
The night was beautiful, the sky dotted with stars. Xunmei and I walked into the room, embracing each other under the beautiful night sky

, leaving behind endless chirping of crickets.
"Wife, are you home yet?" I called, not wanting to neglect Mengchan.
"Honey, spend time with Xunmei." Mengchan said gently.
"Wife, if I do 'that' with Xunmei, will you be angry?" I wanted to tease my wife. Tonight, I definitely

couldn't make love to Xunmei; all three of her mouths were injured to varying degrees, and I felt very sorry for her.
"Honey, to be honest, it hurts, but seeing Xunmei like this, I feel I shouldn't feel

that way . Do you understand how I feel now?" Mengchan's words were tinged with sadness and self-pity.
I felt a pang of heartache. My wife had agreed to let me share her overflowing love with another person; how could she not feel heartbroken?

Love is selfish, love is exclusive, but a wife's love is all-encompassing.
"Honey, I now approve of you making love with Xunmei," Mengchan said cheerfully, adjusting her tone.
"Silly girl, Xunmei's injuries haven't healed yet, how can you make love? I'm here to take care of her today

. Will you be used to sleeping alone?" I could tell Mengchan was forcing a smile, and my heart ached.
Xunmei, nestled in my arms, listened quietly to my conversation with Mengchan. Like a kitten, she opened her ears, listening

intently to the conversation, afraid that my presence would upset Mengchan.
I gently kissed her hair, signaling her not to be nervous.
"Honey, I miss you so much, but I can manage for one more night," Mengchan said reluctantly,

her voice soft, but I could tell she wasn't upset.
"Well, wife, I'm hanging up now, goodnight!" I made a kissing gesture, giving her a light kiss from afar.
"Pop," came Mengchan's sweet kiss from the other end of the line, followed by, "Goodnight, husband!"

I only put down my phone after she hung up first.
"Husband, let's sleep." Xunmei buried her head under my armpit, and soon I heard soft breathing.
But I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. That fancy-collared man, I'll make sure he goes to jail. I tenderly stroked Xunmei

's soft body; she had been ravaged like that today, the worst I'd ever seen. I gritted my teeth while being

infinitely tender, it really made my face contort. I finally drifted off to sleep as dawn broke. When
I woke up in the morning, I asked Xunmei to take three days off from her company, and I also took three days off myself. I wanted to spend those

three days with her and comfort her.
When I opened the bedroom door, I saw my wife, Mengchan, dozing off in the doorway, with a small

basket containing some delicious soy milk, steamed buns, and other breakfast items.
"Girl, you're here so early!" I happily hugged her head and kissed her.
"Honey, I bought breakfast for Sister Xunmei. You guys eat together, I already ate." Mengchan

said , carrying the basket inside.
"Girl, why didn't you knock earlier?" I affectionately patted her head.
"Haha, I was afraid of seeing you two disheveled. Tell me, did you and Xunmei make love last night

?" Mengchan gently tugged at my ear, asking playfully.
"Wife, please be gentle. Without your permission, I

wouldn't dare touch your Sister Xunmei's body at all!" I pretended to cooperate with Mengchan, saying ingratiatingly.
"Hmph, when have you ever asked for my opinion? Every time you act first and ask later. But, I forgive you

, my good husband, come and eat with us." Mengchan released my ear and took the food

out .
"Mengchan, thank you!" Xunmei's eyes were red, and she was on the verge of tears.
"Sister Xunmei, please stop crying. If you cry, your face won't look pretty anymore, and that big bad wolf

will be heartbroken." Mengchan teased.
"Mengchan, I really don't know what to say. I'm so touched that you treat me like this!" Xunmei's

watery eyes still shed tears.
"Oh dear, why are you really crying? By the way, Sister Xunmei, you can call me 'Little Girl' from now on!" Mengchan

gently wiped away Xunmei's tears, comforting her.
"Then don't call me Sister Xunmei, just call me Sister." Xunmei smiled, her face like a pear blossom in the rain,

radiant with spring sunshine.
"Okay, okay! I want a sister too." Mengchan was very happy, snuggling happily into Xunmei's arms.
Xunmei gently stroked Mengchan's soft hair like a mother, her face beaming with a maternal smile.
"Pop," a crisp sound rang out, and Xunmei's face turned bright red. It turned out that Mengchan had kissed Xunmei on

the lips when she wasn't looking. This steamy scene had actually happened between my two women.
"Hehe! Sister, you've never been kissed by a woman before, have you? It tasted good, didn't it, hehe..." Mengchan laughed until her stomach

hurt, clutching her stomach but still laughing non-stop.
Xunmei blushed bright red, gently patting Mengchan's arm and saying, "You naughty girl!"

Watching the two beauties laughing and joking, the gloom in my heart lightened a little.
"I'm full, wife, you stay with Xunmei for a bit, I'm going to the police station." I kissed the two

girls on the cheek and then left this unusually cozy house.
When I got to the police station, the police said they were still investigating and told me to go home and wait. I had no choice but to ask

Mei Gaohao . Mei Gaohao told me to come back in a week.
A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Xunmei had recovered considerably, both physically and mentally. However, I still

picked her up and dropped her off every day in Mengchan's Lexus. My family thought I had changed and was starting to accept their

gifts. My in-laws smiled, but I knew the unspoken meaning in their eyes: "

You've always rejected us, haven't you? In the end, you're still using our things. You're definitely going to be a live-in son-in-law."
I called Mei Gaohao beforehand to ask about the situation, but the conversation over the phone was unclear. I had no choice but

to drive to the police station.
Mei Gaohao secretly told me that the case had been solved, but it had been suppressed by higher-ups. Apparently, the man who

led the investigation had a powerful background.
I was furious. I went into the station chief's office and angrily questioned him, "We've

clearly who it is, why haven't they arrested him yet?"
The short, fat, bald-headed police chief played games with me, saying that the case involved high-level secrets and

needed further investigation. In the end, it seemed as if Xunmei's gang rape was her own fault, and they even harshly

accused me of obstructing official business. Then, pointing at two black-clad men, they dragged me out.
I was filled with hatred, hating this bald-headed dog who took the people's taxes but didn't do anything for them, and his

bunch of lackeys. I even cursed my classmate, though only in my heart.
Next, I used every connection I could, even considering writing to the newspaper and higher-level

departments. But I received warnings from a group of unknown people.
Perhaps unable to bear my persistent harassment, the police station finally closed the case.

The other four were brought to justice, but the ringleader, the man in the floral collar, only paid compensation and remained at large.
The matter was left unresolved, but a thorn remained in my heart.
July was scorching hot. Women strolled and

shopped on the street, parasols in light summer clothes, their fragrances wafting through the air and attracting many male gazes.
I held a parasol slightly larger than usual, holding Xunmei's hand with my left and Mengchan's arm with my right. The three of us

walked side by side down the street, envious glances following us.
I waited for the two beauties outside a lingerie store, my wife's happy laughter faintly drifting through the glass doors. This

was the first time the three of us had walked together on the street.
During this time, Xunmei and I had, of course, made love, but we always did it discreetly away from Mengchan, otherwise it would have been very

awkward. I had become even more affectionate towards my wife. At home, I helped her cook, water the plants, and sometimes even

washed her underwear. Mengchan was pampered like a princess, waited on hand and foot. However, she wouldn't

make things difficult for me in public, only behaving unusually during sex.
My parents-in-law were very happy to see us so affectionate and praised Mengchan for her good taste in choosing such a

good son-in-law. My sister-in-law, Mengjuan, was always sullen. She often spaced out, sometimes her gaze

following me, sometimes secretly watching her sister. She was like a shadow in this house.
I deliberately kept my distance from Mengjuan; she looked exactly like Mengchan, and I was afraid that one day I'd

mistake her for Mengchan and it would be all over. So I always greeted her politely, and my words of concern were always respectful

and never crossed any lines.
The two women strolled happily through the streets, and I could only be their follower, carrying all

the clothes they bought. Mengchan bought several items for Xunmei, but Mengchan now used money from me; she no longer

needed to take money from her parents. Seeing the two women so happy filled me with a sense of happiness.
I was not only their porter but also their driver. The two women sat intimately chatting in the back seat, and I,

in the driver's seat, occasionally stole glances at them, enjoying their close, best-friend-like interaction.
Mengchan invited Xunmei to our house for dinner, wanting to cook a special meal to treat her

close friend. Xunmei, unable to refuse, shyly agreed.
As we carried bags of clothes, fruit, vegetables, fish, and meat into the house, Mengjuan came

downstairs. She was shocked to see Xunmei, looking incredulous. I smiled at her and

said, "Xunmei is visiting; we'll treat her well."
Xunmei quickly pulled Mengjuan over to talk to her. Xunmei seemed like she was visiting her in-laws' home for the first time,

cautiously speaking to the girl three years her junior.
Mengchan and I busied ourselves in the kitchen; I was the head chef, and she assisted. Xunmei wanted to help, but Mengchan firmly pushed

her away, saying, "Guests should act like guests; you just sit here."
There were seven dishes on the table. I made four: shredded pork with garlic sauce, crispy fried shrimp, honey-glazed spare ribs, and

a clear meatball soup. This soup deserves special mention: the spinach meatballs were a pale emerald green, the

chicken , and the pumpkin meatballs a light pink. When they came together, they were just like the three of us—Mengchan, Xunmei, and I.

A unique aroma and flavor wafted over, and the three of us—Mengchan, Xunmei, and I—smiled at each other; the warmth was all in that bowl of soup

.
Mengchan made a plate of boiled pork slices, a plate of scrambled eggs with chives, and steamed cucumber fish. Her cooking skills aren't great,

so she only chose to cook her best dishes. Like a child, she wanted to hear praise from adults, especially hoping

Xunmei would compliment her cooking.
My parents-in-law weren't home as usual on Saturday, so we young people enjoyed our meal even more.
In the afternoon, the four of us got together to play mahjong. My wife, Mengchan, and I were opponents. My partner to the left was Xunmei,

and my partner to the right was my sister-in-law, Mengjuan. My hand was terrible, but Xunmei kept giving me good tiles, which annoyed Mengchan, who kept scolding me

. I chuckled and quickly discarded my good tiles. We played all afternoon, a three-way battle between Mengchan, Xunmei, and me,

while my sister-in-law, Mengjuan, reaped the benefits. However, the losers were all happy, while the winners were quite unhappy.
I thought Mengjuan was just too introverted and didn't think much of it.
The afternoon sun wasn't too strong, and Mengchan, carrying a watering can, asked Xunmei to help water the flowers. Watering flowers was Mengchan's favorite chore.

When she was happy, she would put one hand on her hip, her little heels twitching to the music—it was incredibly cute

. I loved watching her like that.
Xunmei helped her water the flowers and clear the weeds. I quickly grabbed a few rubber gloves from the room, making sure my

wives didn't hurt their little hands while weeding.
I kept fooling around them, which made the two beauties scold me for being a bad guy. We laughed and joked.

It seemed I was neglecting my sister-in-law, so I quickly went up to call her to join us.
Mengjuan, however, ran away. She used to always shyly agree, but now she seemed much colder towards me.

I was a little confused; these past few months, my sister-in-law seemed to have become increasingly withdrawn.
That evening, before my parents-in-law returned, Xunmei wanted to go home. After all, her current situation was rather awkward.

Although Mengchan and I both wanted her to stay the night, she kept refusing. When I was about to take Xunmei back to her

dorm , Mengchan's eyes lit up, and she wanted to come along too. I had no choice but to let her.
At Xunmei's dorm.
"Honey, I want to see you and my sister make love. Is that okay? I'm really curious if you two

make love like you and me usually do," Mengchan said shyly, but her eyes gleamed with excitement and anticipation.
"Girl, do you really want to see?" I had actually wanted to have a threesome with both of them for a long time, but I had never dared to

ask . My wife, Mengchan, had already been quite magnanimous by agreeing to my relationship with Xunmei. If I were to make any further

demands, wouldn't I be incredibly presumptuous?
Now that Mengchan seemed inclined to, I was naturally more than happy to oblige.
"Chan'er, let's not, it's too embarrassing," Xunmei said, her face flushed, too shy to look at me. Xunmei

didn't call Mengchan "little girl," probably because she thought that was a term only I could use.
"Honey, I'll call home right now and say we're staying at a hotel. They should understand, hehe!"

Mengchan said, picking up the phone and dialing home.
Mengjuan answered, and I only heard her mechanically agree before hanging up.
That evening, my wife said she wasn't going to shower, wanting to play something exciting. Today, she was wearing a knee-length sundress, and

beneath the lotus-root-colored dress, her beautiful legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, wore black patent leather

high heels . Her attire gave her a queenly air. Did Mengchan want to play a queen's game? We've been playing this

game . Sometimes she trains me, sometimes I train her. After a few tries, we both know

each other's limits, so we've managed to control ourselves well. I've also slowly come to enjoy this game.
But now that Xunmei is here, can we still play like this? If Xunmei saw her beloved, like

a wagging its tail and begging on the bed, letting his wife pat his bottom, what would she think? Would she look down on me? I felt a surge

of anxiety.
Xunmei was still in the bathroom, the sound of running water was deafening. I'd rather that sound last forever

than have Xunmei see my shameful state.
Mengchan was already naked, but I was still fully dressed. Then Xunmei walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel, truly

a woman who had stepped out of a painting. Her hair was piled high, her eyebrows delicate and arched. The most striking thing was the gentle way she lowered her head, like a water

lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze.
My eyes lit up. The beauty of a woman emerging from a bath possessed a unique charm,

incomparable .
Mengchan, seeing my jaw nearly drop, let out a "humph,

" and I awkwardly snapped out of my daze. Xunmei chuckled, bending down to play with her hair, which flowed like ink, a truly picturesque sight.
"Sister, you're so beautiful, your husband is almost mesmerized." Mengchan was also mesmerized; Xunmei's beauty was

otherworldly.
"Baby, come sit here." I couldn't help but call her "baby."
My wife, Mengchan, was extremely jealous and pinched me hard. Even through my jeans, it

hurt quite a bit.
"Wife, you're the big baby, she's the little baby, is that okay?" I quickly tried to salvage the situation.
"No, I'm the little baby, and you're the big baby. People usually love the younger one more, I want the little baby."

Mengchan persisted, pulling my hand forcefully.
"Okay, okay, you're my little darling, my precious darling." I tickled my wife, making her breasts swell and

her waist tremble.
"Giggle, husband, ah, no more, giggle!" Mengchan laughed so hard she could barely breathe, and could only beg for mercy.
After calming down, Mengchan asked Xunmei to sit beside her. Actually, Xunmei and I were at a disadvantage in front of Mengchan

, because we both felt guilty towards her, so now she was in charge in bed, and we were just cooperating.
"Sister, I'm going to do something weird later, don't be angry! I'll take your husband out first,

so you can be prepared, giggle!" Mengchan laughed mischievously, like a child.
"Husband, from now on, I'm the daughter, and you're the father, the lowly father!" Mengchan was about to start playing

the queen game again, and I felt a pang of anxiety, even more worried that Xunmei would see it. I hesitated.
"Lowly father, kneel down! Kneel on the floor!" The queen commanded, but as a slave, I

found it hard to obey.
"Smack!" A light slap landed on my face, but it stung like fire.

Being slapped in front of strangers like this was incredibly humiliating. I quickly glanced at Xunmei,

then knelt down as instructed.
I saw Xunmei's mouth gape open in an "O" shape. She felt sorry for me and wanted to plead with Mengchan, but seeing that I had actually

knelt, she held back.
"Sister, are you shocked? Hehe, it's okay, your husband can take it." Mengchan said, having already

taken off her high heels, and then stretched her stockinged feet in front of me. The slightly blackened toes of the stockings had

a strong, pungent , but in my nose, it transformed into female hormones. Hormones were surging, and I quickly stuck out my tongue and

gently licked it.
The toes were slightly damp, and the smell of sweat and leather mixed with the woman's fragrance penetrated deep into my taste buds. I sniffed, licked,

and nibbled with fascination, not daring to look at Xunmei's face.
But Mengchan's words came through clearly: "Sister, don't you think our husband is shameless? He likes to lick

women 's feet, and he seems to enjoy it so much. It's like only puppies do that, don't you think, sister?" "Um,

Daren seems to really like kissing feet. Just think of it as him loving you, don't treat him like that." Xunmei couldn't bear it and

spoke up for him.
"Hehe! Sister is right,

but

my husband is starting to become a bit perverted now. He gets excited when I insult him, maybe he caught it from me. Hehe! Sister, don't mind, we're just playing a game, but I wouldn't dare go too far. You don't know, last time my husband punished me." Mengchan then

told how I threw her into the milk pool.
Xunmei laughed heartily, saying, "You brought this on yourself, but Daren went too far.

Are you hurt?" "No, but it scared me so much, I'm still terrified thinking about it." Mengchan patted her chest, feigning

fear.
"Honey, stop licking. It's no fun with just the two of us playing. Since you like

my feet, I'll give you a handjob. But when I give you a handjob, you have to suck my

cock!" Mengchan had quite a few mischievous ideas.
Xunmei nodded shyly, and I was eagerly anticipating it.
Mengchan gestured for me to lie down on the bed, then she lay face down on my feet, her small feet just reaching

my crotch. I immediately unbuckled my belt, pulled out my already erect penis, and

clamped , then gently stroked it up and down.
Since Mengchan was lying face down on the bed, the soles of her feet were facing me. Through the thin, flesh-colored stockings,

I could see the clear veins on her soles, her ten toes adorably huddled together, like ten little babies

sleeping in one bed. Her soft little feet, through the stockings, pressed against my penis, whose pubic hair had been shaved by Mengchan

. The friction between the stockings and the surface of my penis aroused a strong urge to ejaculate, which I quickly suppressed. Afraid of embarrassing myself in front of these two beauties

, I've always been susceptible to their beautiful little feet.
"Sister, what are you standing there for? Go lick your husband's penis!" Mengchan urged, seeing Xunmei still standing

there .
Xunmei was a little embarrassed, but seeing our harmonious scene, she probably longed for it too.
Xunmei gently placed her hand on Mengchan's foot, then slightly opened her mouth. My penis immediately entered her

warm, wet mouth, her beautiful hair cascading down, making my lower abdomen itch.
My penis emerged from Mengchan's toes and instantly plunged into Xunmei's mouth, a sliver of skin peeking out from between

her small feet and mouth. Experiencing my wife's small feet and my lover's small mouth was truly enviable; my whole body

was numb with pleasure, only my penis desperately trying to hold back, hoping this surging pleasure would last forever. However, the allure of

two beauties wasn't simply one plus one, but multiplied. In less than ten minutes, I

ejaculated wildly.
The sudden release of semen choked Xunmei's trachea, causing the beauty to cough incessantly. I

gently patted her back through the white bath towel.
"Hehe, sister, your husband's semen is plentiful, and it tastes delicious." Saying this, I got up and

licked all the semen from my feet into my mouth.
My wife, Mengchan, pouted, wanting to kiss Xunmei. I had experienced this scene vividly before; Mengchan's

mouth was definitely filled with my semen, and now she wanted to kiss Xunmei.
Xunmei realized Mengchan wanted to kiss her. She was somewhat unwilling, but couldn't refuse, so she could only watch helplessly as

Mengchan pressed her lips to Xunmei's.
"Mmm..." I saw Mengchan force Xunmei's lips open. Xunmei closed her eyes, her snow-white cheeks

twitching as if trying to expel Mengchan's tongue. But she was the embodiment of a gentle goddess;

how could she resist a domineering queen?
Xunmei swallowed hard; she was being forced to consume Mengchan's essence! Xunmei made some "mmm"

sounds, but it was unclear whether she was trying to speak or simply resisting instinctively.
Gradually, I saw Xunmei become more proactive, their tongues intertwining, and through the gap between their lips,

I could vaguely see their tongues moving back and forth.
Xunmei's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glazed, and her hands unconsciously grasped Mengchan's pert breasts. Mengchan

's face was domineering and wild. Her small mouth was squeezed out of shape, and her hands held Xunmei

's head tightly. Her own head was also rotating from side to side, as if she wanted to screw her small mouth down like a screw.
Watching them kiss was incredibly exciting, and my penis, which had already ejaculated once, became erect again. But there was no

place for my heroic act. The two beauties started playing "lesbian" games, and I could only use my hands to touch one's breasts and

the other 's plump buttocks. This was not bad either, and I was having a lot of fun myself.
The beauties' kissing drama finally came to an end, and we were finally about to enter the battle of love.
I first picked up Mengchan and let her wet, fleshy pussy sit on my erect penis. Then I stood up and

hugged her, lifting her up and down repeatedly.
She was like a child being held up by her father's buttocks, then tossed into the air and caught in his hands. But she

wasn't a child, because her opening was fitted onto her man's penis. She cried out in ecstasy, her jade-like legs, hanging from my

wrist , rubbing against my arm incessantly, rolling up and down her flesh-colored stockings to her ankles.
The two long, transparent stockings gradually became so that only the tops remained on her small feet, the rest hanging

down. As I tossed my wife's jade-like buttocks into my arms, the two thin stockings swayed, like

a dancer at a royal banquet in ancient times, gracefully waving her long sleeves—a posture more like Chang'e flying to the moon.
Xunmei stared in disbelief at our wild intercourse. Such a position? She had never tried it with me before. She felt

a little envious, but mostly shy and expectant.
Finally, I ejaculated inside Mengchan. Mengchan made me lie down and then used her tongue to clean up

the semen stuck to her.
"Husband, don't neglect your sister. Go comfort your lover, my darling." After swallowing the semen, Mengchan

told me to hurry and take care of Xunmei.
Xunmei hesitantly removed her bath towel, revealing her voluptuous and graceful figure, her tender flesh delicate, her curves beautiful, her

breasts soaring high, radiating a captivating and alluring glow. I've looked at her countless times, never tiring of the sight.
Xunmei obediently raised her plump buttocks, her bright red anus clearly visible, sending a shiver down my spine.
"Girl, do you think my darling's asshole is pretty? Why don't you lick it for her? I want to insert it here first."

I've already experienced the wonder of this place, and I wanted my increasingly lustful wife to try it too.
My wife, Mengchan, was indeed greatly aroused. Her pink tongue gently moistened Xunmei's concave anus,

which couldn't resist the tingling sensation, constantly moving in and out slightly. This aroused Mengchan's lust. She actually pried open

Xunmei's anus with both hands, using her fingers to spread open the tightly closed vulva, then spat several mouthfuls of saliva on it, and used her fingers

to push the saliva into the anus.
"Ugh..." Xunmei's eyes were closed, and she involuntarily let out a soft moan.
Mengchan spat until her mouth was dry before stopping. But that chrysanthemum was like a bottomless pit; no matter how much you...

Spitting out more saliva, it readily accepted it.
With a "smack," Mengchan habitually slapped Xunmei's buttocks, but Xunmei, unaware of

this habit, suddenly cried out "Ah!"—a sound as loud as Mengchan's orgasmic moan.
Xunmei was deeply ashamed, burying her face in her hands.
"Sister's asshole is so cute, it even eats my saliva, swallowing and spitting it out is so fun."

Mengchan stuck out her tongue and licked it for a while before stopping.
Having been neglected for so long, I finally had the chance to penetrate that lovely anus. Layers of fleshy folds gripped

my penis tightly; this narrow opening was so wonderful, the rhythmic, warm, tender flesh tightly constricting my cock, but my

thrusting was effortless because the hole was already filled with my wife's saliva.
Mengchan's interest, however, was drawn to the swaying, enormous breasts; she exclaimed in admiration, "These breasts are

like a cow's, how can they be so big?" Xunmei kept her eyes closed, pretending not to hear the shameful words.
Mengchan could only hold one large breast with both hands; the breast was soft and smooth, and Mengchan squeezed and kneaded it with her hands, as happy as

a child playing with a water-filled balloon. The two scarlet nipples were alluring to Mengchan's soul, and she couldn't help

but gently kiss and lick those beautiful breasts.
Under the thrusting and playing of my husband and me, Xunmei was already unable to withstand the stimulation. One of her jade hands tightly

gripped the pillowcase, and orgasms came one after another. Her juices flowed down her pair of smooth and tender white legs and onto the

snow-white bed, wetting the sheets.
I made Xunmei turn over, so that her legs straddled my knees on either side of me, and then I made her lie down.

Her large, soft breasts were pressed between us, becoming a large disc. I

held , and her hands were on my shoulders, her head curled up against my neck and shoulders.
I thrust my lower abdomen up and down, and Xunmei's hips rose and fell in rhythm with me. We reveled in pleasure,

a pleasure of body and soul. Xunmei unconsciously kissed my shoulder, letting out deep, joyful moans.
Mengchan, however, grabbed my toes and nibbled on them. I was moved; marrying Mengchan

was truly a blessing from my past life.
Xunmei and I reached our climax simultaneously, but Mengchan, like a cat smelling fish, crawled over and kissed

the fluids we left behind. Then she passed them to Xunmei, forcing her to swallow. The three of us embraced and

kissed, and I ate the remaining fluids in their mouths—Mengchan's, Xunmei's, and my own.
Night deepened, all was quiet, and the three of us slept in the same bed, embracing each other.
Time can deepen what is deep, and it can also make what is shallow shallower. Time tells us that

love must grow with time, because the best love resides in the deepest recesses of time.
I thought Mengchan, Xunmei, and I would continue to be happy like this forever, but happy times are always fleeting.

This happy time nurtured a unique love between the three of us, but that fleeting time was shattered by my high school reunion.
Ever since I attended that reunion, a knot has been tied in my heart. And

the resentment that was almost erased by happiness has only grown stronger.
October 1st, National Day. On this day of universal celebration, we held our high school reunion. I originally

wanted to bring Mengchan and Xunmei along, but then I thought, bringing either of them would leave the other feeling neglected.

Besides, my wife is kept hidden at home, like money that shouldn't be flaunted; I have this twisted possessiveness. So in the end,

I didn't bring them.
Men and women gathered together; most of them were about four years older than me. My nickname "child prodigy" wasn't for nothing;

I skipped grades repeatedly, so I was the youngest among them. Surprisingly, most of the people who came didn't bring their families.

Some drove luxury cars, some just a Santana. But most came by taxi. After not seeing each other for several years, my classmates

' social status had changed significantly.
I came with Mei Gaohao, and we were a bit late. We got stuck in traffic for a long time;

so many people were driving out on the first day of the National Day holiday.
Mei Gaohao and I had to punish ourselves with three drinks. I'm not a good drinker, and this liquor was quite strong. I also drank it

rather quickly, so my head started to spin. Mei Gaohao, on the other hand, was perfectly fine, looking energetic.
"Sigh, nowadays rich people are all keeping mistresses. Unlike me, I don't even have a wife," classmate

A complained.
"So what if you have a wife? My wife is like a shrew. Not only is she ugly, but her temper

is unbearable ," classmate B chimed in.
"What good is a pretty wife if she cheats on you with a green hat and you don't even know it," classmate C sighed.
"Did your wife cheat on you with someone else?" everyone teased.
"Hehe, it wasn't me. I heard it from a friend. He said his boss's only son raped

someone, but got away with it. He just paid some money to settle it." Classmate C looked resentful, like a sour grapes.
"Wasn't it about infidelity? How did it turn into rape?" Classmate A asked suspiciously.
"You don't know? A beautiful woman personally went to that rich guy to seduce her husband's lover."

Classmate C said mysteriously.
"But this beautiful woman didn't cheat. If we're talking about infidelity, maybe the lover did, but this doesn't count as infidelity

." Classmate B asked curiously.
"Hehe, you guys don't know, do you? That young master was apparently a classmate of the beauty.

He used to pursue her and thought he had a chance to seduce her through this deal, but she absolutely refused.

In the end she showed him a picture of her rival, and it turned out the rival was even prettier than her.

So the young master used the address and phone number the beauty provided to harass the rival." Classmate C, feeling satisfied that he

had piqued everyone's interest, took a sip of water after saying so much.
Although I was in a daze, I felt like I knew the person Classmate C was talking about,

so I started listening attentively.
"Did the young master end up sleeping with the beauty? What about the rival? What happened to her?" Classmate

B asked impatiently.
"Haha, the young master couldn't control his lust and found four men to rape the rival.

Damn it, all the good cunts were fucked by dogs." Classmate C still looked resentful.
My head was buzzing. Was he talking about Xunmei being raped? I looked at

Mei Gaohao , and he looked at me with pity in his eyes.
I was on pins and needles, wanting to confirm if they were talking about Xunmei, yet also afraid they really

were . I clenched my fists, trying hard to suppress my emotions.
"Afterwards, that beauty's husband wanted revenge for his rival, but

even a cornered dog will jump over a wall. Although the young master had connections, he couldn't withstand the relentless pursuit. In the end, he could only use those four accomplices as

shields ," classmate C continued.
My temples began to throb violently. A surge of anger and resentment was tightly

suppressed by my reason, but my heart was bleeding.
"You guys don't know, do you? When that beauty found out what happened, she rushed to beg the young master not to tell anyone

. In the end, she even offered to sleep with him for a night!" classmate C said with jealousy and smugness.
Mengchan framed Xunmei? Mengchan offered to sleep with him?
My anger surged, and I stood up abruptly, but suddenly a surge of blood rushed through me, and then everything went dark. Before I passed out,

I think I felt a mouthful of hot liquid come out of my mouth, and the people around me seemed to scream and run.
But I didn't have time to identify what the hot liquid was. I just wanted to sleep; if only I could fall asleep like this and never

wake up again—that was my only thought before I fainted.
(To be continued
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