[An Unintentional Wife-Swapping Incident (1-2)]

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(I)

I have a colleague who is also a good friend. He often comes to my house for tea and chats. He had been here several times before. One day,

I was talking to him about the size of AV actresses' breasts. He suddenly said to me, "Your wife's breasts are quite full

. You probably can't cover them with one hand. If I'm not mistaken, you'd need to add about two fingers' width

to it easy to grasp them." He even compared sizes.

I was startled. Was that really true? Had he seen or touched them? Seeing my suspicious look, he

immediately explained that he was very knowledgeable about breasts and could tell at a glance. For example, one day when he came to my house, my

wife was wearing a low-cut tank top. When she was pouring tea, she leaned forward and saw her two

white, round mounds of flesh, which piqued his interest. He said that he was pretty sure from above, but with shaping

bras, if there was padding in the cups, it was still possible to misjudge. However, when my wife got up to add hot water, he looked at her from

the side of and became even more certain.

I remembered reading some articles about exposing one's wife and being voyeurized in the courtyard house. It turns out my wife's breasts

are so attractive to my friends. Thinking about it, I felt a thrill, like my wife was being voyeurized. I couldn't wait any longer.

Finally I got off work and rushed home, immediately telling my wife to wear the bra and low-cut camisole from that day so I could see her. My wife was a little

annoyed, saying, "What's wrong with you? Coming home so early and having someone change clothes for you?"

After she changed, I specially boiled water and prepared the tea set, asking her to make me some. Then,

contrary to my usual practice, I sat opposite my wife in the guest seat. Now my wife was completely bewildered, unsure of

what I was up to. I had already prepared my lines, saying, "It's been so long since we sat together like this,

face to face having tea with my beautiful wife."

My wife spat at me, "We've been married for years, and you're still so indecent, using the same old lines."

This reminded me of when we first met. I invited her to a shop for drinks, and back then she liked to wear low-cut

or casual t-shirts. I sat across from her, just like my colleague,

constantly my eyes practically popping out of my head. I often made excuses to stand up, partly

to enjoy the visual pleasure from above, and partly to adjust my little guy in my pants, otherwise it would definitely get bent

. So I can totally understand my colleague's feelings.

After we got to know each other better, there was no need to guess anymore, because we were already inside each other's homes, and I had the right to use her breasts. The size of

my girlfriend 's breasts was no longer a secret, and it was as easy as taking candy from a baby. This made me linger,

and whenever I found myself alone, I would always knead them a few times to satisfy my craving. My girlfriend would often feel aroused and

weak all over from my touch, but she would wake up just when I tried to go further.

Sometimes I see people posting questions like, "What part of a woman do you want to look at first?" or "What do you like most about

your girlfriend ?" Even when my girlfriend asked me what I liked about her, I answered without hesitation, "Those

two points on her chest." Or rather, her breasts.

After all that, someone will inevitably ask, "How beautiful are your wife's breasts? Tell me." I'm not good at using fancy

words, so I'll just use the simplest description: roughly a D cup. Not huge, but firm

enough. From the front, they look round and white, with a clear cleavage even without squeezing. From the side, they look full like

teardrops about the width of a thumb, somewhat pinkish, and a small pink bean in the center of the areola—

it makes you want to suck on it.

Sometimes I feel sorry for my newborn son. He's only allowed milk and not allowed to touch his dad's favorite food.

I had the doctor give him a weaning injection as soon as he was born. My wife laughs at me, saying, "Nobody's going to steal your son's attention, you're jealous!"

Well , there's this place called Siheyuan, where someone said his son stole his favorite food. We can't

ignore that precedent! But you can't blame me for being heartless; my wife is also worried that too much breastfeeding will deform her breasts. A son is still my son,

and he's quite cute. When my wife holds him, she doesn't forget to sneak a quick pat on his mother's breasts—her

technique is quite like his father's.

Speaking of my colleague, ever since he saw my wife's ample breasts, he keeps hinting that

one day I should tell my wife to dress more lightly so he can come over for tea and a chat, and I can give him a good look.

I understand that feeling. When I first met my wife, I was deeply fascinated by her breasts and kept looking for

opportunities to see them. Every time we went on a date, I had to find a chance to look as much as I could. Later, my wife said that she thought I was a lecherous person,

always staring at her chest, which made her feel insecure and hesitant to get closer to me. No wonder it took me so much effort to win her over.

Anyway, I'm getting off-topic. Since my colleague is so discerning, I'm happy for my wife. I'm determined to stage

a wardrobe malfunction so he can see as much as he wants. One Mid-Autumn Festival evening, I don't know when it started, but

barbecues have become popular in Taiwan for the Mid-Autumn Festival. I invited my colleague to my house for a barbecue and a chat, and maybe have a few drinks. My house

has , but I've never lacked alcohol. At least buying some snacks or drinks is no problem. There's a 7-Eleven just a few steps away

. So we drank and chatted.

Actually, it wasn't planned. The weather was particularly hot that Mid-Autumn Festival night. My mother-in-law is used to not wearing a bra when it's

hot and humid ; she just wears a t-shirt over it. If you look closely, you can see her nipples are visible, and

they move from side to side inside her clothes as her breasts move. No wonder I often sneakily touch my wife's breasts; seeing

the movement of her nipples makes you imagine those snow-white breasts swaying inside, and my heart itches, so my lustful hands

strike.

At that moment, my colleagues were drinking, chatting, and watching. After a while, they finished a bottle of Kinmen Kaoliang

liquor. My mother-in-law used to claim that half a bottle of Kaoliang wouldn't make her drunk, but later she found out she was allergic to it and stopped drinking it, switching to red wine, which resulted in a lower alcohol tolerance. I've tried it; after

just two glasses, although she doesn't vomit, she lies down on the bed and passes out. She doesn't

even know what I did to her, but when she's drunk, she's still cooperative. The next day, after sobering up, he asked me if I had done anything to her. I said no,

but I had gone out briefly and when I came back, a stranger rushed out of the room. My wife was so scared she wanted to get a pregnancy test and a medical examination.

I quickly said it was me who did it, and that I almost lost my life.

My wife was in a good mood today and had a couple more drinks. She said she was a little dizzy and went to bed, while I continued drinking. Halfway

through, I went to the bathroom. Passing by the bedroom door, which was ajar, I peeked inside. My wife

was lying on her back with a light blanket around her waist; she shouldn't be cold. After I finished, I continued drinking and chatting. My friend also

went to the bathroom and glanced at the bedroom as he passed by. When he came out, he lingered at the door for a moment, adjusting his pants.

I glanced around, then came back and continued drinking.

Later, my wife's two stir-fried dishes and the grilled meat were almost gone. I suggested going out to the night market to buy more, but my colleague said he could just go out

and buy it himself—what a ridiculous idea! I went into the room to try and wake my wife, but after shaking her for a while, she only

responded with clearly too drunk to handle. I took some money, told my colleague to keep an eye on the boiling water, and went out.

I didn't expect the night market barbecue to have such a long queue; it took half an hour to get home. After drinking for less than half

an hour , my colleague, unable to hold his liquor, wanted to leave. I asked him if he could stay the night and leave the next morning, but he quickly said no, it was

fine, he could just take a taxi home. I saw him to the door; he seemed okay walking, but his clothes were disheveled,

half his shirt was sticking out, and the hem was caught in his zipper. I told him to straighten it, and he blushed and hurriedly tidied himself while calling a taxi

to leave.

Back in the living room, I tidied up, showered, and went back to the bedroom. My eyes lit up; my wife was lying on the bed, spread-eagled,

one leg on the edge, the other dangling over the side.

Her underwear was pulled down to reveal a bit of pubic hair, and her shirt was up, revealing her two snow-white breasts. I quickly pulled her shirt back up, moved her back to bed

, and she mumbled something like "I want more." Honestly, does having a wet dream mean you don't need to

get your clothes all messed up like that?

Lying in bed, she kept muttering "I want more," and her hand even reached over to touch my penis. I was aroused

, so I rolled over and straddled her, attacking her upper body first. I pulled up her shirt, grabbed her breasts, and rubbed them for a while.

Then I brought my mouth to her nipples, about to lick them, when I smelled a hint of alcohol-tinged saliva. I wondered, had I just

eaten them? Or had my wife done it herself?

Anyone who's watched porn knows that if breasts are big and perky enough, you can lick them yourself, or if you've practiced yoga,

that's fine too. Has my wife taken yoga classes? Her breasts aren't too bad, but licking them herself is

unlikely . Could it be that just now… I don't dare think about it; I doubt he'd have the guts. But thinking about it does betray my wife's

excitement. Letting him use her breasts is acceptable, as long as I don't touch her lower body, it's okay.

After enjoying her delicious breasts, of course, I moved on to her lower body. My wife was a little uncomfortable from my ministrations, constantly

moaning. I took off her panties; she was already overflowing with vaginal fluid from my teasing,

glistening . Her clitoris, engorged with blood, looked exceptionally red and beautiful.

I parted her labia and probed her vagina with one finger. It was amazing; I could easily scoop out fluid

. Wait a minute… I suddenly remembered something. Luckily, I hadn't gone down to eat her yet, otherwise, if I ate someone else's…

wouldn't that mean my wife was being used and then eating his semen! I scooped up some vaginal fluid with my finger and smelled it. Thank goodness.

I often see fellow patients say they get pleasure from seeing their wives being raped. I just realized my wife might have been used by a colleague .

Before even smelling her vaginal fluids, I felt conflicted

. I didn't want her to be used, but then I thought about what if she was, lying on the bed being penetrated by her colleague, and yet I felt a little excited. It was a real mix of emotions.

My fingers gently rubbed her clitoris, gently rubbed her already wet vulva... Wow! It's so wet! Seeing her writhing and

moaning, I knew she was being overwhelmed by intense pleasure. I immediately pulled down my pants, my red penis already erect. I'd been waiting for a long time

, and she moaned urging, "Hurry... I want it... Ah!" I suddenly thrust my penis in, penetrating

to the very bottom of her vagina. Unconsciously, she gripped me with her legs, twisting her waist.

"Oh... my penis is pulled out and then thrust in again... Ah... Ah..." Her moans

were stronger , the wetness allowing me to thrust quickly... She held me tightly, and at that moment she

was close to orgasm. I casually rubbed her clitoris.

My wife kept moaning as I penetrated her; it was so amazing! Before, she was always so reserved during sex, only moaning softly even when she

felt great . I never expected alcohol to work so well; the louder she moaned, the harder I thrust.

"Husband…oh…oh…more…faster…you're so good…yes, yes…that's

it …oh…so good…faster…faster…just now…don't stop…more…just now…

halfway…not yet…ignore me…almost there…yes, yes…oh…" My wife's

legs , but I hadn't reached orgasm yet, so I kept going.

After a few more thrusts, a wave of pleasure washed over me, and I came, ejaculating inside her

. She was still drunk, and I didn't want to disturb her, so I let her sleep. She was talking nonsense from the pleasure, something I'd never done before

, which made me ejaculate prematurely, but it was really exhilarating. I grabbed some toilet paper to wipe her,

cleaned myself up, threw it in the trash, and fell asleep holding her.

The next morning, I woke up and tidied up the toilet paper on the floor…wait a minute! I clearly threw it in

the trash , how could it still be there? Did my wife really give it to her colleague? I picked it up and smelled it, and sure enough

, it smelled of semen. I shook my wife awake and asked her if she had gotten up to clean up last night. My wife said, "No wonder it felt strange down there,

it was you. But I didn't get up! What did you do to me yesterday?"

I looked at the toilet paper again. I usually fold it slightly when I use it, but these two sheets were a whole clump, which didn't look

like what I used. Damn it, that Xiao Liu, he didn't even ask for my permission. At least he should have let me watch and enjoy

the pleasure of abusing my wife. I'm going to settle the score with him! I quickly replied to my wife, "Yeah! Who told you to have

such and be so tempting to others?" I gave a perfunctory answer, feeling a little guilty.

"Ugh! I only seduce my husband, so I won't seduce others." If she knew the truth, she wouldn't

know ... Oh,

I forgot to introduce him. My colleague is called Xiao Liu. He's been working at the same company as me for over ten years. He got married two years ago.

I went to his wedding. His wife is pretty. I even kissed her during the wedding night games. She's

one of my sexual fantasies.

The day after my vacation, I presented the evidence to Xiao Liu. He initially denied it, but when I said I needed it

for a DNA test, he finally admitted it. He said, "After you left, I waited a bit, turned off the hot water after

it boiled. When you didn't come back, I went to the bathroom out of boredom. When I came out, I saw my sister-in-law

sleeping . You know, I've been obsessed with her breasts for a long time. That day, I was drunk and got bold. I shook her, but she didn't

react, so I lifted her clothes. I'm sorry, I just wanted to play around at first, but she made

very seductive sounds, and I couldn't help but suck on her nipples. She wasn't satisfied and kept saying, 'I

want it! Put it in me,' so… that's what happened!"

I knew my mother-in-law would want me to penetrate her if she enjoyed sucking her nipples, but I couldn't let him have his way with her for

nothing. Then I remembered something else and asked him, "Did you ejaculate inside?" I didn't want to cause a pregnancy and then have

to raise his son for him.

"I swear to God, I absolutely didn't, don't worry about it," he assured me, patting his chest.

"Then what about this? You need to give me an explanation." I thought of a way to get him to talk first.

"Otherwise… I'll arrange for you to have my wife, otherwise you'll have to sue me!" Bingo!

Perfect timing .

"Okay! Otherwise, sueing you won't help." I secretly rejoiced. His wife, though her breasts were smaller, was still

a beauty . This was the only way to have the best of both worlds, and that's how I embarked on a different kind

of wife-swapping journey.

Later, Xiao Liu really kept his promise and arranged for me to have his wife, allowing me to experience the pleasure of having sex with another man's wife.

That was six months later, an unintentional result, and I have to thank my wife for her

full, beautiful breasts.

Every night, when all is quiet, I can only secretly confess to my wife while she is sleeping: "Wife, I

'm sorry ! Because I used you as a bargaining chip for wife swapping. I didn't mean it,

it's all because your breasts are so tempting." I'll share the story of how Xiao Liu and I schemed against my wife next time I have time.

(II)

Ever since Xiao Ai was accidentally used by my friend, I've been waiting for an opportunity to have Xiao Liu scheme against his wife Ya

Yun for me to use. The problem is, as far as I know, his wife doesn't drink at all, so there's no

chance of getting her drunk. Besides, his evidence against my wife is very weak. The evidence of that little bit of

Xiao Liu has long been lost by me. What if he regrets it? Wouldn't I lose both my wife and my money?

I met Xiao Liu at the company that day and mentioned this to him. He said not to worry, he actually envied Xiao Ai for having

a couple of drinks with me to add some fun to life. Now, when he gets home, he always invites his wife to have a couple of drinks with him. At first, she

absolutely refused, but after he explained the benefits of red wine for women—regulating menstruation, improving blood circulation, anti-oxidation, and delaying

aging—she figured that loving beauty is a woman's nature, especially since his wife is a bit frail, the delicate type. Hearing that

it could improve her constitution and prevent aging, she'd go for it no matter how bad it was.

"Now she's even more obsessed than I am. After finishing housework at night, she's usually the one who invites me for a couple of

drinks

," he said. Watching Xiaoyun's elegant posture as she drinks, watching the rose-red wine slide down her sexy lips and into her mouth, her cheeks slowly flushing red, the atmosphere is incredibly romantic. Drinking too much before bed is great; Xiaoyun's performance in bed is completely

different ... No wonder he's been a bit listless and has dark circles under his eyes lately. I couldn't help but feel envious.

"Don't worry! I'll definitely give you an explanation," Xiao Liu assured him, patting his chest as he left work.

Hearing his description, I wasn't just worried; I was burning with lust, my

sexual fantasies about his wife, Xiaoyun, skyrocketed. I wanted nothing more than to go back with him, get his wife drunk, and have my

way with her right there and then, filling her body with my own flesh to get justice for myself.

Back home, my wife suffered terribly, unleashing all her pent-up lust on her. Back home, I prepared

some top-quality red wine, and after my wife had showered and pampered herself, I specially prepared a set of sexy lingerie for her to wear. I changed

the ambient lighting, poured a glass of wine, and after we drank it together, slightly tipsy, I looked at her lustfully, mistaking her

for Xiaoyun.

"What's wrong with you today? You're acting strangely. Did you have a romantic encounter or did you bump into a lamppost?"

"Little...wife, you look so beautiful and sexy today!" What a close call! I almost said Xiaoyun.

"What little wife? Why are you being so attentive? Tell me, what mischief have you been up to?" She looked completely bewildered.

"Honey... how about we do another role-playing game?" I put down my wine glass and hugged her from behind.

"No, last time you made me dress up as Lin Chi-ling, and you made me sore all over, it hurt for days. And I

just had my period the day before yesterday, why do you want it again now? You won't even let me rest for a few days." My wife complained, her cheeks flushed.

I remembered the last role-playing game. Although my wife's face wasn't like Lin Chi-ling, her chin and figure were quite similar

. She was very into it, speaking in a sweet, coquettish voice, which made me really think of her as Lin Chi-ling and go wild with her, almost straining my back.

"Honey... this time we won't dress up as a supermodel, let's find someone we know." I gently teased my wife's sensitive

areas with my hands.

"Hmm... no! Hmm... you're so annoying, who?" She didn't want it, why was she still asking? "

A colleague who often comes to our house, Xiao Liu's wife, Xiao Yun." Afraid she wouldn't agree, I added some tongue work with my hands.

"Hmm... I knew you liked her. I don't want to, what's wrong with me compared to her? Oh... be gentle

...

"

"Of course my wife is prettier! Anyway, role-playing isn't real, let me have a taste!"

"You dare to play with your friend's wife? Who do you think you are?" My wife was getting aroused.

"Of course it's Xiao Liu! I play with Xiao Yun, you play with her husband, no one owes anyone anything." Actually, Xiao Liu is

muscular and handsome, and my wife has a good impression of him, but sleeping with him is another matter. Ever since my wife

got drunk and he took advantage of her, I've often fantasized about how great it would be if we both didn't object to a 4P. Let's

start with role-playing and see how my wife feels.

"No... I'll feel guilty, it'll be weird to meet him." It's just role-playing, why take it seriously?

"Why don't you pretend to be drunk and treat him like me, then you won't feel guilty!" Just saying it casually.

"No... I just don't want to... I'm done." My wife, Xiao Ai, suddenly blushed, looking

genuinely guilty. She turned her back to me and fell asleep, leaving me bewildered

. She'd always been okay with her pretending to be a nurse, a student, or an office lady, so why was she reacting so strongly today?

Feeling awkward and unable to quell her desire, I went to a "courtyard" (a social networking site) to relieve my boredom. In the "like-minded" section, I saw

a erotic post about partner swapping that mentioned exchanging photos. It made sense, so I decided to do it!

"How's that going?" I ran into Xiao Liu a few days later. He was alone.

"Why the rush? I'm already planning it. My wife was in a good mood yesterday and got a little drunk. I tried to wake her up

for a while but she wouldn't wake up. I'll try again in a few days," Xiao Liu said quietly.

"Xiao Yun has a nice figure. Don't you have a digital camera? Take some revealing photos and let me see!"

"Well... Ya Yun is very conservative. What if she finds out?" Xiao Liu hesitated.

"Otherwise, I'll take some pictures of my little Ai, and we can exchange them."

He couldn't resist my persuasion and finally agreed.

The next day, Xiao Liu brought over a memory card and asked if I had a card reader. I said yes and asked, "

So soon?" He nodded and said, "I'll look at it after work." Seeing his mysterious and nervous look, I also got

excited. I thought there must be some rather erotic and exciting scenes, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous.

His wife, Ya Yun, is a very conservative and traditional woman. I've been to their house a few times. Although you can tell

from her appearance that she has a good figure and skin, she's always covered up tightly, making it hard to imagine what she looks like underneath. This time, I can finally fulfill

my wish and see that mysterious and alluring body under her clothes. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

I couldn't concentrate on work all day. Finally, it was time to leave work. After waiting for all my colleagues to leave, I

turned on my computer, inserted the memory card into the card reader, and my hands were shaking a little from nervousness. Xiao Liu stood behind me, blocking my view, and

kept looking back, afraid that a colleague who hadn't left would suddenly run out from behind.

The first thing I saw was the dcim folder. Clicking into it revealed a dozen photos.

It looked like a bedroom; a woman, half-naked in a thin nightgown, lay on the bed, a hand pulling off her garment.

Even in the dim light, her beautiful, curvaceous figure was still visible. As the photos slowly unfolded

, my heart pounded and my blood pressure soared, my head throbbing and spinning.

"Sorry! Because… I didn't use the flash to avoid waking her," Xiao Liu explained, licking his lips. I

was glued to the screen, ignoring him. I hadn't expected peeking at my friend's wife like this to be so exciting.

Her top was pulled back, revealing smooth, B-cup breasts. I couldn't believe it; her seemingly flat

chest large. The nipples even had a slight indentation in the center, showing that Xiao Liu had neglected

his "homework" and hadn't used them properly.

"Wow! Xiao Yun's breasts are so firm and smooth; they must feel so good to touch," I couldn't help but exclaim.

Xiao Liu ignored me, focused only on scrolling the mouse wheel, staring with the same curiosity and excitement as me at his nearly naked

wife . The only difference was the strange, satisfied expression on his face, which I didn't understand at the time.

"Such a great figure, is that really your Ya Yun?" Although she was still wearing a thin layer of clothing, I

could vaguely see that her figure was comparable to that of a Japanese AV actress. Perhaps other people's wives are always better, but after two years of marriage

, he should have figured her out by now. Why was he looking at his own wife with such enthusiasm, just like me?

Xiao Liu turned to look at me and said, "It's the real deal. Did you see the photos on the wall?" He then moved

the mouse to the first two pictures on the wall. Their wedding photos were hanging there. On their wedding day, Ya Yun's half-exposed, snow-white breast was absolutely

stunning.

"If I didn't owe you, I really wouldn't want to part with her!" Xiao Liu said. What kind of talk was that? I glared at him.

That enviable hand slowly moved down, towards that slender waist without an ounce of fat. It must be so

satisfying . Then one side of her pants was pulled down, revealing the base of her snow-white thighs and her flat stomach.

And here comes the highlight: the black pubic hair.

The next screen showed her pants completely pulled down, finally revealing her slightly raised, pubic

mound covered in soft hair, the pubic hair clinging neatly to her skin. I played with and rubbed her pubic mound.

Then one of Xiaoyun's legs was bent, and I could vaguely see her pubic area covered in hair, and

that alluring opening. I stared intently at the naked wife on the screen, imagining the near

future kiss her, caress and play with her voluptuous body, stroke that alluring mound,

gently insert my penis into her vagina, and then thrust in and out forcefully.

I felt hot all over, my crotch gradually bulging uncomfortably against my pants, and I desperately wanted to rush to her

house to relieve my lust. Only two photos remained, almost close-ups. I eagerly clicked to enlarge them

… I almost cursed. My legs were spread in an M-shape, but it was a blurry photo. Hoping for the last one,

it blurry photo from the camera's shaky hand.

"Sigh!" I sighed regretfully. "What happened? That's it?" Disappointed and sad, my lust was

extinguished.

"There was nothing I could do. Xiaoyun suddenly woke up and asked what I was doing," he explained.

"And then? What did you say?" I was curious how Xiaoyun would handle it after discovering she was naked.

Xiao Liu said, "Of course I said I wanted to have sex! Luckily, she didn't find my hidden camera, or I definitely wouldn't have been able

to explain ."

I looked back at him and found him still staring intently at the screen, as if

the woman . Could it be that we all share the same evil nature, enjoying exposing our wives and sleeping with our friends' wives? I finally understood

why exposing married women is so popular. Sharing one's wife's explicit photos with friends doesn't cause any displeasure; instead,

it brings a voyeuristic thrill.

"This won't do, let's take it again." I was incredibly annoyed at not getting the close-up photo I'd been dreaming of.

"Hey! Can't you be reasonable? You know my wife, I've already tried my best."

It's true, last year when we traveled together, to save on travel expenses, I slept in a four-person room with him and his wife. His wife isn't a

heavy sleeper. In the middle of the night, Xiao Ai and I were making love under the covers, and she couldn't take it anymore and moaned. I saw Xiao Yun move

slightly and even asked her husband what the sound was, making me almost laugh myself to death under the covers.

Of course, Xiao Liu knew, and the next day he kept laughing at us, which led to Xiao Ai giving me a good scolding. It was clearly

her own fault for making noise, and she blamed me?

That night, sharing a room with Xiao Liu and his wife, with the beds less than three feet apart, making love in that situation was obviously

particularly exciting, feeling like we were having an affair. Xiao Ai knew she shouldn't make a sound, but she couldn't help but cry out. Unfortunately

, I was being mischievous, and the more she endured, the more intense I became. She gripped my arm tightly, her nails digging deep into my flesh,

causing me so much pain I almost screamed. It was truly a case of reaping what you sow; I had no one to blame but myself.

"At least take a complete picture; this doesn't count." I was genuinely annoyed.

"You think secretly filming your wife is so easy, just taking pictures whenever you want?" Xiao Liu retorted, sounding a little aggrieved.

"It's very simple. I just need Xiao Ai's cooperation, and I can take hundreds of pictures right away." I was a little unconvinced.

"Then take hundreds of pictures and show them to me." Xiao Liu was getting angry too.

"Fine, I'll take them!" I knew I'd fallen into a trap as soon as I said it. It didn't matter; as long as I could have Xiao Yun, I would endure...

Oh no! I've never asked Xiao Ai to be naked in front of the camera before, this time I need to think about it carefully.

*** *** *** *** "Wife, you look so sexy today!" Xiao Ai had just finished showering and applying

lotion when she got into bed. I hugged her from behind, kissing her neck and breathing into her ear.

"Mmm...it tickles...what's wrong, do you want it again?" Xiao Ai flinched, her top open, revealing her breasts.

"No, I'm serious, it's just that my wife is so beautiful, so feminine."

"Mmm..." My hands caressed her soft breasts, and Xiao Ai began to moan restlessly. I teased

her hardening nipples, my lips moving to suck and lick them. Remembering my previous lesson, I needed to arouse Xiao Ai before

testing the waters; I couldn't be careless.

A finger gently glided across her slender body, brushing over her smooth, alluring belly, reaching her sensual

triangle, wantonly teasing her pubic hair, not in a hurry to increase the pace or depth, lingering on the petals

but not rushing to the heart, hovering at the entrance but not rushing to conquer.

"Husband...you're so mean...don't tease me...hurry, I'm uncomfortable..." Gradually, Xiao

Ai became increasingly restless under my deliberate teasing, arching her back and bending her legs, her mouth slightly open and her hips twisting, then she

tightly gripped my hand, signaling me to speed up and strike her heart.

I knew the time was ripe: "Wife, you look so tempting and alluring right now! Can we take a

picture to remember this?"

"Don't be silly, hurry up..." Once I teased her too much, leaving her burning desire unfulfilled, and she wouldn't let me touch her for a whole

month . This time, I had to be just right.

"Just once, okay?" I started teasing her clitoris occasionally, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. She trembled

involuntarily , grabbing my head and pulling it down in distress, her body twisting, hoping I would service her with my mouth

. I knew she was just one step away from reaching her climax.

"Honey... I can't take it anymore... Please!" I moved closer to Xiao Ai's overflowing wetness,

circling her clitoris, deliberately not giving her a satisfying blow. Before long, Xiao Ai succumbed to my tongue skills.

"Okay! Just slap me, hurry... hurry... um..." Why didn't you agree earlier? My tongue was circling

around, and my jaw was almost cramping from the effort.

As the saying goes, a generous reward brings forth a brave man. I put all my strength into it, sliding my middle finger into her honey hole, slowly and rhythmically going

in and out, licking her clitoris with my tongue and gently biting with my teeth, gradually increasing the speed. Xiao Ai couldn't take it anymore.

"Almost...almost...ah...ah..." Under a flurry of intense stimulation, Xiao Ai reached

her climax , one hand painfully kneading her breasts while the other continued to rapidly stimulate her lower body. This climax lasted

exceptionally long; her eyes were tightly closed, her throat emitting dreamlike moans, her body arching and convulsing.

Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed the camera I had hidden nearby and frantically pressed the shutter,

afraid Xiao Ai wouldn't allow me to take pictures later. Xiao Ai writhed on the bed, flashes constantly going off beside her. After taking

several shots , Xiao Ai exhaled deeply, opened her eyes, and suddenly realized her lapse in composure, immediately grabbing a nearby

towel to cover her face.

This is not just my imagination; a woman is most beautiful after passion. Her face is flushed, her eyes are glazed, her lips are

full and glossy from being licked, her breasts are round and full, her nipples are erect, and her lower body is pink and translucent, the clitoris smooth and glossy from

engorgement and vaginal fluid. The best part was when she realized I was taking pictures of her. She was so shy she only remembered to cover her face, but she

unabashedly exposed her most beautiful body to the camera.

Normally, I'm fine with a camera as long as it works, I don't care about its performance. But this time, I clearly felt its

limitations. Because of the flash, I had to wait for it to fully charge before I could take a picture, which made quick shots less effective

. After taking a few pictures without any cover, Xiao Ai suddenly realized what was happening and got up to grab the camera. Afraid of breaking

it , I had to let her have it. The funny thing was, after grabbing the camera, she searched for ages, removed the battery, but couldn't find the film

or any other memory media, which made me almost burst out laughing.

Xiao Ai and I have been married for several years, and there's a reason our relationship is so good. Our personalities complement each other without

conflict. She has a carefree, somewhat absent-minded personality, is easily swayed by emotions, loves chatting and socializing, and has good interpersonal relationships. Even

when we occasionally disagree, a little bit of sweet talk and coquetry is enough to calm me down.

I'm relatively more rational, and I enjoy new things. I like playing around with computers and digital products in my spare time. She's only responsible for using

most electronic gadgets and appliances; I handle any problems. As for the digital camera, she's only responsible for taking pictures,

and I'll take care of the rest. No wonder she doesn't know what kind of storage the digital camera uses.

I took the camera and explained to her that modern cameras use memory cards, so there's no need to take it outside for developing

. She can just take pictures herself, check them, or archive and print them. That put her at ease, but she still asked to see

the photos I had just taken.

I turned on the computer, connected the USB cable, and browsed through them one by one. Her eyes widened with curiosity as she looked at

her own erotic photos, commenting on her own body.

"So this is what my private parts look like," Xiao Ai said, feeling quite novel seeing her private parts for the first time.

"Hmm, if your breasts were bigger and your buttocks were a bit more perky, you'd be even more perfect." Women are never satisfied with their beauty.

"Honey... what do you think?" she suddenly asked me. I was momentarily speechless, struggling to find an answer:

"My beautiful wife, you're already incredibly charming. Even Lin Chih-ling would have to give you some leeway."

"What about Xiao Yun? Between us, who's better?" I could compare myself to anyone, why would I think of her?

"Of course it's you! How about I show the photos to Xiao Liu and let him judge?" I teased

tentatively .

"Don't be so indecent! Showing your wife's nude photos to others." She blushed.

"Ugh!" Just as I was imagining Xiao Liu drooling when he saw the photos, I suddenly heard Xiao Ai scream.

A sharp pain shot through my shoulder as she was punched hard: "Why are my nipples so dark? It's all your fault! Every time I let

them suckle, they get like this."

"Ah! What happened? Let me see." This was no small matter; it concerned the benefits of breastfeeding in the future.

"Oh! It's a lighting problem!" I explained for a long time, but Xiao Ai was still bothered.

The so-called crisis turned into an opportunity, thanks in large part to this "black nipple" incident. At my insistence on actual verification, I took

nearly a hundred well-lit photos, and sure enough, the nipples appeared pink and translucent under the light. While taking photos and looking at them, there was no need

to rush ; Xiao Ai cooperated by posing in many ways, even doing things she wouldn't normally do at my request as her only audience member.

The more we took the photos, the more aroused we became, until halfway through, when I couldn't hold back any longer.

It was an accident. During the photoshoot, Xiao Ai, at my request, struck some seductive poses. She was a little

shy at first, but soon became natural and intoxicated, and the air was filled with a lewd atmosphere.

When we took close-up shots, we discovered that Xiao Ai was already overflowing with desire, so the photographer took advantage of the model. After a few passionate encounters,

this sweet selfie journey came to an end.

When I was at work, Xiao Liu saw me from afar and asked me for Xiao Ai's explicit photos with a hint of schadenfreude. Of course, I proudly

told him that it was no problem. He didn't believe me and said confidently, "I don't believe you! If you really have a way to get Xiao Ai to cooperate with you

for a photoshoot, I'll immediately get Xiao Yun to sleep with you."

"Isn't that a bit much? What if Xiao Yun resists to the death? You'll be helpless then. Why make such a big promise?" Of course, I

was trying to provoke him. I remembered Xiao Yun as quite conservative, and I was afraid that rushing things would make things worse, especially since he was so arrogant.

Then I said, "Stay and check after work. If it's true, no rush, I'll give you a

week . Don't go back on your word." Although Xiao Liu still didn't quite believe me, I could tell

my certainty had convinced him. He seemed a bit distracted at work today, I didn't know if it was anticipation or worry. I

was a little tired after a long day, but as soon as it was time to leave, my energy returned. After everyone else had left,

leaving just Xiao Liu and me, I shoved the memory card into the computer, and Xiao Liu leaned over excitedly.

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Unless you've ever been like me, exchanging photos of your wife with friends, watching your naked wife being

spied on—that kind of enjoyable, exposed thrill is something only someone who's experienced it can understand.

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After work, Xiao Liu and I stared at the computer screen, pointing and gesturing. At first glance, it seemed like we were discussing

a tricky case, but little did we know we were spying on a married woman. Both of us were blushing and our hearts were racing. Xiao Ai's

alluring and seductive eyes were truly captivating. Xiao Liu was dumbfounded, constantly swallowing hard.

"Xiao Ai is not only beautiful, but she also has a fantastic figure. What's most admirable is that she'll

cooperate no matter what you want." It was clear he was envious. This is what most men think; who wouldn't want their

dignified , virtuous, and domestic wife to become a slut in bed, leaving you exhausted and surrendering? This

gave me a real sense of superiority.

"I was too nervous that night, it's a real shame I couldn't fully enjoy it. The worst part was that Xiao Ai's seductive moans

made me ejaculate in just a couple of seconds," Xiao Liu said. I glared at him and said, "You've used my wife! You promised to scheme

against Xiaoyun to get her back, but you haven't kept your word yet.

" "Wasn't Xiao Ai too drunk? How could that be?" I thought to myself. Knowing her as I do, she

only moans loudly when she's just right and feeling something. If she's drunk and unconscious,

she'll only hum softly.

"It's amazing, you know? Her moans made me feel so good, otherwise how could I have come so quickly? And I also discovered you two often do role-playing." Xiao Liu said smugly

, as if he'd discovered a huge secret . 　　"How did you know?" I asked, a strange expression on my face. 　　"Xiao Ai initially said she was sleepy and didn't want to play, but then she asked who she wanted to pretend to be. What? 'No way, it's not fun! ' A little while later she said, 'Hurry, hurry, I'll be dead if my husband finds out!' I thought she was awake, and I was scared half to death. Then I saw she was moaning quite comfortably, so I dared to keep thrusting until I ejaculated." 　　Now it seems I'm being cuckolded. Xiao Ai was so cooperative, and he knows all about our bedroom secrets . It's really embarrassing. Now I've even taken lewd photos of Xiao Ai and shown them to this guy. It's like losing both my wife and my money. The more I think about it, the more frustrated I get. Just as Xiao Ai's legs were showing in an M-shape, I snapped, "I'm not watching anymore!" and slammed the screen shut, pulling out the card. 　　"Hey! Are you being unreasonable? Why did you turn it off at such a crucial moment?" Xiao Liu looked resentful. 　　"We'll talk about it when you cash your check. Don't forget this week!" Who told him to say that? It's making him miserable. 　　Back home, I kept thinking about what Xiao Liu had said, and the more I thought about it, the more depressed I became. My wife had been played by Xiao Liu, and she even played along. How could I, as a husband, bear this? I couldn't even control my own wife ? 　　When I got home, Xiao Ai saw that I was sullen and came over to me, coaxing, "Honey... what's wrong? Who made you angry ?" 　　"Nothing! I'm angry with myself." How could I say something like that? 　　"Hmm, honey... don't be angry. Have you had dinner? I've prepared your favorite snacks to go with your drinks, to keep you company." 　　She's so understanding and lovable; her coaxing made my anger disappear. How could I blame her? It had been a long time since I'd had a drink with my wife , so I thought I'd have a few drinks and flirt a bit. I'd just been looking at Xiao Ai's photos with Xiao Liu, and it got pretty irritating. I'd get her drunk and let loose a little; it would not only relieve my pent-up anger but also cool me down. So, we drank half a bottle of sorghum liquor. I knew she was almost done, and just as I was about to invite her to bed, she actually fell asleep, feeling dizzy. 　　"Honestly, no wonder she didn't even know what was happening to her." Looking at her alluringly flushed cheeks and drunken state, I could only shake my head helplessly, carry her to the bed, turn on the bedside stereo to play some music and turn on a small light to create some atmosphere. 　　I helped her change into her pajamas, admiring her as I did so, careful not to wake her. I slowly undressed Xiao Ai, revealing her fair and smooth skin that shone brightly. Apart from her almost transparent lace panties, she was nearly naked. It was hard not to be tempted standing in front of her . I gently kneaded her round, almost D-cup breasts, pinching her erect nipples and gently licking them . 　　Xiao Ai seemed to still be conscious in her drunken state. Her stimulated body and primal desires were aroused, and her breathing became rapid. Her round, slender legs spread open. I kissed Xiao Ai's bulge through her panties. It turned out she had already taken a shower and smelled nice. 　　Not satisfied, I simply pulled down my panties and reached for her secret place, teasing her clitoris with my fingers. "Who is it? No …" Xiao Ai, drunk and weak, suddenly gripped my hand tightly, preventing it from moving. 　　"Xiao Ai, it's me! I'm your husband." Thinking of how my carelessness had led to her being defiled by Xiao Liu , I felt a pang of guilt. Thankfully, she didn't know, or she would be heartbroken. 　　"Husband… I'm sorry, that night…" Xiao Ai murmured in her sleep. I thought, could it be because of last time…

The whole thing—her pretending to be Xiaoyun and mine pretending to be Xiaoliu—ended badly. Is silly Xiao Ai still feeling guilty? It's really pitiful.

"It's okay, just make it up to me now." I continued to gently tease Xiao Ai's sensitive spots. She

started moaning; her private parts were already wet and slippery, but she kept blocking them with her hands or pushing my hands away, as if

resisting, muttering "no.

" I moved closer to hear what she was saying, "No...no! My husband will be very angry if he finds out,

let me go..." Still playing role-playing in her dreams?

"Hehe...if you don't submit to me properly today, see how I deal with you!" Playing a rape game wouldn't be bad,

so I spread Xiao Ai's thighs, parting her labia with one hand and teasing her vagina and clitoris with the other. I didn't expect Xiao Ai to act

so well. Although her juices soaked the sheets, she still resisted fiercely, shaking her head and crying. I felt a little

reluctant , wondering if I should continue the act.

Xiao Ai's nectar kept gushing from the entrance, a signal of attack. Naturally, I grabbed her legs

, mounted her, rubbed the tip against the entrance to collect some nectar, and thrust in. Xiao Ai seemed to know

resistance was futile, her virginity irretrievable, so she stopped resisting and simply clung to me.

"Quick...quick...no! My husband's coming back soon, he'll definitely leave me if he finds out, hurry up

and finish ...

um...ah...ah..." Xiao Ai cried as she spoke. Honestly, after years of this, I'd never considered

raping her. Xiao Ai's passionate performance brought me to the brink of climax, and I sped up my thrusts.

Xiao Ai seemed to know I was about to ejaculate: "No...don't ejaculate inside, I'll get pregnant, I don't want

your child." A wave of tingling sensation washed over me, and millions of offspring burst forth.

"You're so mean...why are you bullying me? My husband will definitely leave me!" Xiao Ai cried and

punched me.

"Okay, Xiao Ai, wake up. I'm your husband, I want you for the rest of my life." Seeing her face

covered in tears, I thought, "Could it be that you drank too much and got too caught up in the role, letting your emotions show?" I quickly hugged her and comforted her.

"Wah..." Xiao Ai opened her eyes and saw me, bursting into tears, which confused me.

"Husband! I'm sorry... I thought..." she sobbed, crying very sadly, "I won't do it again next time

."

"Silly girl, why are you apologizing to me? It's not real. Are you still drunk? Talking nonsense."

"I thought he... I'm drunk... I hate it... Don't worry about me!" Xiao Ai was a little

embarrassed angry, and she kicked me off the bed to end the farce.

On Saturday afternoon, my first experience with married love was finally going to be on track. Xiao Liu called to say that he and

Xiao Yun would be celebrating their wedding anniversary at a restaurant that night, and asked if I wanted to go. It would be even better if I could bring a friend, but if I came alone

, I could go directly to his house, and he would make the arrangements.

I asked Xiao Ai if she wanted to go? She said she had a yoga class that evening and couldn't go. I thought if Xiao Ai went, it

would be perfect to have a foursome! But there's an added variable: getting her and Xiao Yun drunk at the same time is quite difficult, and if things

go wrong, it'll be a disaster. Suddenly, I felt so despicable, shameless, and filthy, haha…

“What are you thinking about? You're laughing so weirdly.” I suddenly noticed Xiao Ai staring at me, so I quickly composed myself and called

Xiao Liu back to say I was going to a banquet alone, and I was waiting for his call .

Xiao Ai was in class, and the time was ticking away impatiently. Finally, the phone rang, and

Xiao Liu's : “Xiao Fei?”

“Yes, it is. Are you ready?” I excitedly grabbed the phone.

“Almost ready, when… are you… arriving?” She seemed drunk?

“Right away!” I couldn't wait to fly there, so I grabbed my car keys and rushed out.

[To be continued]

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