【Xiao Jing's Multidimensional World】(Introduction-02)

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Introduction

The ancients said that a woman should obey her father before marriage, her husband after marriage, and her son after her husband's death—these were the "Three Obediences" for

women. In modern terms, father, husband, and son constitute a woman's three-dimensional world.

But for my wife, Xiao Jing, her world is much more complex.

I met Xiao Jing two years ago in August. We met at Gui Xiang Ji Tea Restaurant on Jinling Road for a friend's birthday

. At that time, Xiao Jing had just graduated from teachers' college, and her clothing was still the cute style of an innocent college

girl . Xiao Jing was a friend of a friend, but as soon as she appeared, she immediately stole the show

. All the male guests, including myself, were attracted to her.

Xiao Jing was a typical Shanghai girl, 1.67 meters tall, and at that time, she probably weighed only 95 or

96 kilograms. She had an oval face, a high nose, and at first glance, her facial features resembled those of AV actress Matsushima Kaede.

That day, Xiao Jing had long, flowing black hair, tied in

two . She wore a plain pink tank top over a white tube top, giving her an innocent yet

alluring look.

Between the straps, the top of the tube top was visible about two centimeters below her cleavage.

Her 37B breasts (I always accompany Xiao Jing to buy bras; she can wear both 37B and 36C)

were dazzlingly white under the restaurant lights, whether from the comfort of the bra or simply because they were so full.

Probably confident in her leg shape, Xiao Jing wore a white mini-skirt

that reached about fifteen centimeters above her knees, shielding her from the intense gazes of the drooling boys.

During the meal, several boys tried to sit next to Xiao Jing, but luckily her friend was my best friend,

and we were already quite close. So, before those drooling wolves could react, I had already smoothly plopped

down next to Xiao Jing.

The ancients said that beauty is food for the eyes, and now it seems they were absolutely right. With a beauty beside me, my eyes and nose

completely took over the function of my mouth. Inhaling her subtle fragrance and watching

her white lace bra peeking out as she bent over to pick up food, I had absolutely no appetite.

After a while, I adjusted a little, and my appetite returned, but my lower body was rock hard. I didn't dare stand

up pick up food, and could only sip the beer in my glass. Looking at the eyes of the guys around me, every single one of them seemed to want to reach into Xiao Jing's bra. This desire swelled and expanded, forming a huge black bubble

on our table . 　　"Pop!" The bubble finally burst. One of the guys suggested playing a game of musical chairs… at least that's what I thought. 　　I don't know if you're familiar with this game, but musical chairs involves playing music, walking in circles around the chairs outside the table, and then immediately grabbing a . Because there was one less chair than players, someone would inevitably be without a seat and would be punished. Looking at the lewd eyes of the boys, I knew Xiao Jing was doomed. 　　Xiao Jing, with her big eyes wide open, looked around anxiously. I felt a surge of pity and whispered in her ear, "Stay close to me. Don't worry, I'll protect you." I winked . 　　Xiao Jing understood, smiled sweetly, and whispered, "Understood." Then she stuck her tongue . 　　For the first two rounds, I had Xiao Jing stay behind me and tried my best to get her a seat when the music stopped . Because everyone wanted a seat, everyone naturally stood very close together, afraid someone would take their place when the music stopped. 　　Behind Xiao Jing, a boy we called "Monkey" was pressed against her. From my angle, I could clearly see Monkey's bulging crotch pressed tightly against Xiao Jing's upturned buttocks, occasionally rubbing against them. Xiao Jing approached me hesitantly, her full breasts pressed against my back. I cursed Monkey inwardly for his shamelessness, yet also thought that if it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have been able to enjoy the pleasure . 　　Just as I was lost in this blissful sensation, the music suddenly stopped. I instinctively sat down in the seat , then turned to look at Xiao Jing. Xiao Jing had intended to sit next to me on the chair, but Monkey had already taken the seat. Before Xiao Jing could react, she plopped down on Monkey 's lap. 　　Because she sat down so quickly, her already short miniskirt was pushed up to her waist, revealing her white strawberry-patterned panties. 　　Xiao Jing tried to get up, but Monkey grabbed her, immobilizing her. Her private parts were sitting directly on Monkey's already erect penis. She struggled desperately, but her movements only caused her legs to rub against his penis. Seeing things were going badly, I quickly pulled Xiao Jing up and made her sit in my seat. Then, I accepted the game's punishment and drank a beer. After our marriage, Xiao Jing told me that she had developed feelings for me from that moment on . 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter One: Past Events 　　Time flies. In the blink of an eye, half a year . 　　I'm 28 years old and have a job that's barely enough to make ends meet. I work as . Although I've considered buying a car as a prop for our future "long-term outdoor adventures," I thought the cost would be too high, so I gave up on that idea. 　　Xiao Jing is a teacher at a high school near my home, teaching music, physical education, and art. Because of her outstanding appearance and likable personality, she's highly regarded by the school leaders. The school stipulates that teachers can't wear revealing clothes while teaching, so Xiao Jing can only carefully dress herself up in her spare time. In the beginning, whenever Xiao Jing and I went out together , I would always see other men swallowing their saliva, their faces clearly showing their desire to pin Xiao Jing down. I often glared at these people and would sulk for half a day when I got home. But Xiao Jing always handled her relationships with male colleagues, superiors, and even friends very well, and she never lied to me. So , gradually, I got used to it.

One day in April, Xiao Jing suddenly told me that a photographer friend named Roger wanted to hire her as

a model for some photos. She said that she had modeled for him once when she was still in college, but that

was for an event on his photography website, so many photography enthusiasts participated. This time, Roger

wanted to create his own works, so it wouldn't be as lively as before.

Hearing this, I suddenly remembered that Xiao Jing had told me that she had worked as a part-time print

model . I had asked to see the photos she had taken back then, but we weren't very close at the time, and she didn't

take it seriously. Later, I forgot about it.

Talking about this, I took the opportunity to pull Xiao Jing onto my lap and asked, "Do you still have those photos he took before

? I really want to know what you looked like back then and what your photographer friend's style was." "

Um, um..." Xiao Jing answered hesitantly, "Yes, I do, but... but you have to

promise me you won't be angry after you see them."

I was a little puzzled. What was there to be angry about taking photos?

"Are they nude photos?" I asked.

"No, no," Xiao Jing pouted, pinching my nose with her little hand. "You're such a bad person! But

it's a little revealing because there's payment. They didn't originally say it would be a little revealing, but with so many

photographers around, I figured they couldn't all be bad people. They said it was for art, and the payment was pretty good,

so I reluctantly agreed."

I was a little suspicious, but I still smiled and said to Xiao Jing, "You're my good wife, nothing

can make me angry. Besides,

it's normal for photographers to take pictures of women for art, even nude art, because the female body is truly beautiful, not to mention my little darling's alluring body.

It would be a shame not to take some good photos! I want to see them; if they're not good, I'll be angry."

With that , I casually pinched Xiao Jing's firm breasts.

"Oh, you're so naughty!" Xiao Jing giggled and ran away, pulling an envelope from her drawer and handing it to me.

Opening the envelope, I found a thick stack of photos inside. The first outfit was a red cheongsam with gold trim, but

the slit went all the way to her waist. In several photos, Xiao Jing sat in front of the studio backdrop, one leg bent and the other flat.

At this point, the cheongsam slit was at a full 45-degree angle, pulled open by the bent leg,

clearly revealing her bare legs and beige panties. In some photos, several photographers were shooting in front of Xiao Jing's legs, the shape of her mons pubis,

covered by , was completely visible. My lower body involuntarily became hard; I could imagine

the pain those "sex photographers" endured while taking these photos.

Another outfit was also a cheongsam, but at first glance, it looked like a cheongsam, but the fabric was transparent

black gauze. Through the gauze, Xiao Jing's white bra was

clearly her hands behind her head, her breasts appeared even more prominent and proud. In several photos of her from behind,

her round buttocks, covered by her panties, were even raised in a provocative pose, almost as if she were sexually teasing the person behind her.

What followed was increasingly outrageous. Xiao Jing changed into black fishnet stockings with attached garters and black

lingerie , lying like Sleeping Beauty on a thick gray mat, her body exuding irresistible sensuality.

One can imagine the photographers constantly changing angles, ordering Xiao Jing to strike various alluring

poses. It's easy to guess their filthy thoughts without even thinking, because any normal man in

this situation would have similar thoughts.

I was no exception.

Speaking of which, my birthday is in two months and twenty days. Seven or eight years ago, by

chance , I saw Hu Zuofei's series of articles about humiliating his girlfriend on a Taiwanese website. Since then, I seem

less averse to this kind of writing, but that's limited to fiction; I would absolutely never allow such a thing

to happen to me.

However, beyond reason, whenever I see those immoral words, I inexplicably feel a

sinful pleasure, and my penis involuntarily becomes erect. That addictive urge is no less

shocking than when I first saw a naked woman at seventeen.

Back then, my parents and I lived on the top floor of an old six-story apartment building. Shanghai ten years ago wasn't nearly as

filled with skyscrapers as it is now. Standing on my sixth-floor balcony overlooking the surrounding area gave me a sense of grandeur, like being on top of the world.

Although the height of my apartment gave me a noticeable sense of openness, the buildings in the complex were still quite close together. Every summer,

several classmates with the same "hobby" would often come to my house for a vacation. Our

usual vacation gear was a high-powered telescope, because a girl about our age lived on the third floor opposite ours

. To this day, I still don't know her name; we nicknamed her

"Little Tomato" because we often saw her at home reading and eating tomatoes.

Perhaps due to the heat and boredom, I could often see "Little Tomato" from my balcony

wearing . My favorite scene was her lying in bed reading.

Her bed was right by the window in her room, facing my balcony. "Little Tomato" had a peculiar

habit when reading: she liked to put her legs up on the windowsill. When she got engrossed in her book, her thighs, clad only in her panties,

would unconsciously spread apart. At those times, we would fight over the binoculars to admire the alluring

view between "Little Tomato's" legs.

Perhaps the fabric of her panties wasn't very good, or perhaps the size wasn't right, but we could often

see her budding light pubic hair and tender labia through the gaps in her panties. To prevent everyone from fighting over the binoculars and getting

bloodied , I stipulated that anyone coming to my house to escape the summer heat had to bring their own binoculars. Since I needed to charge a "platform fee,"

I simply had those few scoundrels who frequently came pool their money to buy me a military-grade binocular. Unfortunately, there was no concept of telephoto cameras

back then , otherwise those scoundrels would probably be crying for their parents.

My cousin, now a mother, is a year younger than me. That summer, she stayed at my house for a few days.

Wei and I have always been very close. She loved to play with me since we were little. I remember when we were little, we would

hide under my bed and imitate the kissing games we played in TV dramas.

We were only seven or eight years old then. Wei and I would hug each other and I would say to her, "I love you, darling

."

Then Wei would close her eyes and whisper, "I love you too," and then she would bring her lips to my mouth and suckle.

My tongue...

I've never dared to recall these things; every time I think about them, I feel a strong sense of guilt—my first

kiss was with my cousin.

One day after dinner, I was playing Red Fortress on the Famicom at a classmate's house

.

Before I knew it, it was 8 PM, until my classmate's parents, their faces contorted in a menacing rage, threatened us, and we all finally went home, suppressing our anger. When I got home, I found my parents weren't there. Suddenly, I remembered "Little Tomato" and wondered what she was doing

. I quickly grabbed my binoculars and ran to the balcony. Suddenly, I heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom on one side of the balcony.

My house has two balconies; the balcony door is on the south side of the living room, and the room to the right of the living room is the bathroom and

toilet . Connecting the balcony to the room, there's a balcony door leading to the living room and a window connecting to the bathroom.

Hearing the rushing water, I looked towards the bathroom window. The window was ajar, and through a four-finger

-wide gap, I saw a naked girl taking a shower. My heart pounded,

accelerating at 220 kilometers per hour. Holding my breath, I looked closely—it was my cousin, Wei.

One of the great advantages of peeping at girls showering in the summer is that you don't have to worry about water vapor affecting your vision. Sixteen-year-old

Wei had grown into a delicate and adorable young woman, just like her name, like a rose after the rain, glistening with raindrops.

Her long, curled eyelashes, as if ironed, were beautiful, and her eyes were like two pools of autumn water, so clear that one dared not touch them. Her long,

black hair cascaded down to her shoulders like a waterfall. Water droplets flowed down the strands of hair that clung to her snow

-white skin, onto her slightly protruding breasts, playfully rolling around her pink nipples before joining other droplets to form a stream. The water then

teased her newly developed pubic hair along her erect nipples, gathering together and splashing onto the bathroom floor.

As I was stunned, admiring Wei's naked body, she suddenly looked up and saw me, then let out

a gasp: "Ah..."

This gasp completely snapped me out of my daze. I hurriedly threw down the binoculars and fled to my room, where I lay on

the bed and began to masturbate my already erect penis. Although I shouldn't have any bad thoughts about my cousin, my

penis was already flushed and erect, like a rooster eager to crow at dawn.

I like erections; they fill my young mind with pleasure and power. Thinking of my cousin's naked, moist

body, I began to masturbate, fantasizing about inserting my already hard penis into Xiaowei's budding labia

. Unconsciously, my mind sank into the depths of a seventeen-year-old's lonely, peaceful, and happy ocean.

Ah...ah...oh...ah...I closed my eyes, my hand gripping my hot, hard penis, stroking it,

moaning.

Just as I was about to reach the shore of happiness, my bedroom door gently opened.

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"If your minds are filled with romance and this kind of lewd stuff, your future will be nothing but a bunch of useless

pieces of wood!" The homeroom teacher slammed the blackboard eraser on the desk, angrily saying.

My deskmate was caught red-handed reading porn during our math class. As

someone who knew but didn't report it , I was labeled a scapegoat and subjected to

a "re-education" session by the glorious teacher representing the great Party and the people.

"So young and already so lewd! What will you be like when you grow up? Want to be rapists?"

"Bang, bang..." The teacher continued her impassioned pounding of the innocent blackboard eraser. I wanted to sue her for

vandalism , but then I thought that if I did, it would ultimately be us

powerless, vulnerable children experiencing the thrill of growing up who would suffer.

"If there's a next time, I'll make you read your apologies in front of the whole school, and then your parents will have to take

you home," the teacher said agitatedly. As she became agitated, the pea-sized lump on the left side of her nose

began to twitch with her facial convulsions. The tumor gleamed in the sunlight filtering through the seventeen-year-old's light, sparkling, sparkling, sparkling…

…

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The light suddenly vanished, replaced by a tranquil darkness carrying the scent of summer grass.

In the darkness, Wei pushed open my door and came in, turning on the bedside lamp.

She had changed into a light pinkish-blue cotton slip dress. I don't know if it was because my cousin

was already quite tall or because the dress was too small, but the dress only covered half of her hips, and the straps

were very long, barely covering her nipples, leaving most of her still-developing breasts

exposed .

She wore only a pair of white cotton panties with green trim under her skirt. The skirt was very thin, and

the outline of her nipples, which were only partially

covered parts of her buttocks bulged out like squeezed jelly, and a few pubic hairs

stubbornly peeked out from between her long thighs, breathing in the passion of the summer night. Wei sat down on the edge of my bed. My bedside lamp was adjustable

, and she adjusted the light to a dim level. Her long, black hair cascaded down in front of her snow-white breasts.

Her right leg was flat on my bed, and her left leg dangled off the edge. Turning her flushed face, she said to me, "Were you watching me from outside just now?"

"Of course..." I thought to myself, but I couldn't say it aloud.

"Yeah, I thought no one was home when I got back, but I heard water running in the bathroom, so I wanted to check,

and then..." "

And then what?" Wei asked softly, her head lowering even further. Just then, one of the straps on her left arm

slipped down to her elbow, but the covering on her chest, because of her nipples, didn't slip down with it.

"So I just happened to see you taking a shower..." My voice trailed off, and I couldn't help but touch my

penis with my right hand.

"Isn't it pretty?"

"Mmm...mmm...it's very pretty." I looked at Wei's slightly upturned breasts, which were mostly exposed, and those two

stubborn nipples, and my brain felt a little oxygen-deprived.

"Want to see more? If you want to see more, tell me."

Did I need to tell her? If I was a beast thinking about my cousin masturbating, then I would be even worse than a beast if I didn't do

anything . I got up, grabbed Wei, and pulled her

down, covering her lips with my mouth. I pulled down the other strap that hadn't slipped down and then placed my palm on my cousin's soft breasts.

Wei sucked on my tongue forcefully, and my hand began to gently caress her left breast, gradually kneading and

squeezing it harder. Wei's breasts were as soft as pigeons. Then I began to kiss her nipple, teasing

the cherry-pink tip with my tongue, sucking on it, and occasionally grinding it with my teeth. My other hand slowly moved to

Wei's vulva, rubbing it through her panties.

Gradually, I felt Wei's body begin to heat up under my movements, and she occasionally let out

soft moans.

"Even though she's my cousin, it should be okay to just kiss and touch, right?" I thought to myself,

while pulling up her panties and stretching them into a strip, gently pulling them back and forth between her vulva, my middle finger occasionally pressing against Wei's

clitoris and stroking it.

Soon, my cousin's panties were completely pulled to the side, exposing her entire vulva.

I felt my middle finger covered in a sticky liquid, which was

still .

Imitating the actions of men in porn films I'd seen before, I parted her soft labia with my fingers, soaking my fingers with her vaginal

fluid , and began rubbing it on her labia.

When I rubbed her clitoris, which was already erect at the top of her labia, my cousin hugged me tightly and said, "It feels so good,

brother, um... ah... um... um... brother... I like you so much." As she spoke, she spread her legs,

gently biting her lower lip, furrowing her brows, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and her eyes closed tightly in shyness.

"I like it when you hold me and touch me there..."

"I like your cute... there too!" After saying that, I lowered my head and began licking Wei's labia.

"Ah... ah..." Wei let out a series of gasps, her whole body trembling.

The vaginal fluid flowing from my cousin's pink vulva was light, crystal clear, and had a slightly fishy smell. I

would lick it every now and then, stretching the slightly sticky vaginal fluid into a long strand, and then use my tongue

, still wet with the fluid, to lick Xiaowei's clitoris. My hands weren't idle either; I lifted her breasts and kneaded them, occasionally pinching and playing with her nipples.

"No...no...I can't take it anymore..." my cousin cried out, her voice trembling with tears.

"Let me sleep on you, I want to sleep on you, cousin," Wei suddenly said.

"Ouch...did I hurt you?"

My cousin's face turned even redder. "No, it's just that I want to be on you."

"I know, I know."

I rolled over and lay down. Wei got up and turned around, her vulva facing my face, head down, and began

to stroke my already perfectly erect penis through my pants. I don't know where this little girl learned

this position, but I soon got the answer from her words.

"Brother's penis is so big! Brother is a bad boy!"

"Then brother will use the legendary weapon of bad boys to teach you a lesson, haha..." I laughed,

continuing the dialogue in perfect unison.

"Then I'll bite your weapon off first."

With that, Wei pulled out my penis and took it into her mouth.

Virgin Mary, Hamlet, Mr. Mu, Sun Wukong, Jiang Ziya, White-browed Hero... come and save

me!

I instantly thought of all the names of potential saviors in my mind, and my whole body felt

like , numb and uncontrollable.

Wei gently licked my glans with the tip of her tongue, and then used her lips to stroke my hard penis. Although

her movements were clumsy, only grasping the form but not the essence, it still made my legs twitch from time to time from this stimulation.

"Wei is so naughty, I'm going to get my revenge." After saying that, I spread Wei's legs apart, buried my head between them

, and licked her clitoris, which looked like a small pearl, while sucking on the copious amounts of

vaginal fluid .

"Ah, ah, brother is so bad. So bad... ah... ah... so good..." Wei's

body convulsed from time to time due to the intense stimulation.

I restrained my penis from gushing out under Wei's licking and sucking, and like an octopus, I

pressed my lips tightly against Wei's labia, sucking and licking her already swollen clitoris, and intensely feeling

every subtle change in her gradually trembling and heating vulva.

Suddenly, Wei screamed, and a stream of acidic liquid gushed out of her vagina. Because there was so much fluid,

I had to hold it in my mouth, and a whole mouthful of vaginal fluid sprayed out.

After climaxing, Wei began frantically sucking and stroking my penis. I closed my eyes, my hands cupping her two

swollen breasts, my fingers playing with her bouncy nipples. My penis had reached its burning, hard limit, and

then, with a thrust, my entire penis felt the powerful pleasure of the ejaculating semen.

I knew then that a large group of naked lives were

silently and happily swimming in Wei's ocean-like mouth, like a summer's starry sky. Then, the coolness of autumn slowly descended, descending upon this "

Bangbang .

I shivered a few times and opened my eyes. Wei's naked body was slumped beside me, a trace of

semen leaking from the corner of her mouth. I pulled Wei up and rested her head against my chest. Not knowing

what to say, I could only stroke her long, dark hair and look at her flushed cheeks.

A few discordant barks came from outside the window, the cicadas' chirping had ceased, and

the two naked bodies illuminated by the dim light faded from my memory along with the cicadas' chirping…

Chapter Two: Photography

A warm, clear pleasure suddenly spread throughout my body, bringing my thoughts back to the stack of erotic

photos. It turned out that Xiao Jing had placed her hand inside my crotch, gently stroking my penis.

"Oh, you naughty husband, you're already hard?" Xiao Jing nestled against my shoulder, teasing me softly.

"Does seeing my little darling make you hard?" Since we started dating, I'd always called Xiao Jing "baby"

or "little darling.

" "Of course!" I raised my right hand and pinched Xiao Jing's breast, saying, "Seeing my little darling

looking , any man would get hard, let alone your loving husband. But don't worry, my penis will only

stand tall for my little darling, hahaha…"

With that, I slipped my hand inside her clothes and began to pinch Xiao Jing's nipple.

"Mmm...mmm..." Xiao Jing slowly closed her eyes, moaning in pleasure. I knew she was aroused.

I picked her up and gently placed her on the bed.

Xiao Jing giggled, tracing patterns on my chest with her fingertips, murmuring in a childish voice, "Husband

..."

I couldn't resist her suggestive teasing; a shiver ran down my spine. I used both hands to pull

my wife 's shorts down to her knees.

"Mmm...you naughty husband...mmm..." Xiao Jing kicked her long legs back and forth, pushing her shorts to the foot of the bed,

then sticking out her little bottom. I cooperated by holding her waist, pulling off her white lace panties and tossing them aside,

while kissing my wife's lips.

"Mmm..." Xiao Jing moaned indistinctly, opening her legs and wrapping them around my waist, her hands beginning to undo my

belt .

"Little vixen..." I thought to myself, my hands unceremoniously reaching inside her shirt, sometimes lightly, sometimes

firmly kneading her two full, firm breasts.

These past few days have been Xiao Jing's safe period, so there's no need to worry about pregnancy. I straightened my penis and slowly inserted it

into her wet lower body...

After a passionate encounter, Xiao Jing covered her lower body and ran naked into the bathroom to shower. I picked up the stack of

photos again and started looking at them.

Seeing Xiao Jing dressed so provocatively and striking such seductive poses in front of other men, even though I

had just ejaculated, I still felt a bit uneasy.

I didn't want to look anymore, so I picked up the envelope to put the photos inside. But as soon as I opened the envelope, I suddenly

found a business card inside.

The business card was quite exquisitely made, with the studio's purple logo printed on a white background, depicting a

silhouette shaped telephoto camera taking a picture of a woman with a beautiful figure. The colors were also

very well-matched. Below it were the words "logoer" and "Chief Photographer of Color World Photography Studio".

The business card was thoughtfully made of easily tearable paper. I really dislike

business cards made of plastic, because even if I dislike the owner, I can't

tear up, which only intensifies my hatred.

In comparison, this business card is much cuter and cooler. Instantly, my liking for Roger

increased We meet, have relationships with, or just brush past countless people every day, but

we often develop inexplicable feelings of liking or disliking certain people. These feelings usually come instantly, without warning or

reason.

The business card had contact information at the bottom, and a QQ number above the phone number.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind, so I silently memorized the number and quickly entered it into

my phone. A little while later, Xiao Jing came into the room after taking a shower. I pretended nothing was wrong, pulled her into my arms,

and continued my "wife-nurturing" work.

After dinner, I said to Xiao Jing, "Honey, I have some work to do.

Why don't you watch some TV by yourself?"

Xiao Jing pouted and scolded, "You bad boy, do you want me to do the dishes again?"

I hugged her and kissed her. "Husband cooks, wife washes the dishes, isn't that just natural?

If you don't move around after dinner, you'll gain weight."

Xiao Jing glared at me, pinched my leg hard, and then stuck out her tongue and scurried into the kitchen.

I smiled wryly, rubbed my thigh, and pulled out a stack of documents, then went into my study.

My undergraduate major was law. Although I work in foreign trade, I also work part-time at a law

firm is filled with foreign trade books and a large pile of

legal dictionaries. I had a project in Kunshan that I needed to finish a report on today, but I decided

to deal with .

I logged onto QQ using a number I don't usually use and

sent . Then I started organizing my project files.

About two hours later, Roger came online.

After some standard pleasantries, I told him that I was also a photographer, that I really liked his photography

style , praised his superb skills, and envied his many models, etc. After some flattery, I asked

him if he had any models he could recommend. I said I was willing to pay a higher model rental fee as long as the model was good-looking.

Roger sent me photos of models he had taken before, one by one. As expected,

there were photos of my daughter, Xiao Jing, among them. At this point, I pretended to like it very much and told him that I wanted this one, saying that

the model had a great figure and a beautiful face, and that she would be perfect for the role. Then, I suddenly hesitated and asked him if Xiao Jing could be

photographed in a sexier style.

Roger sent a laughing emoji: "You might not believe it, but this model looks

cute and innocent, but she's incredibly versatile and perfect for sexy photoshoots."

"Oh!? Do you have any sexy photos of this model? I want to know more about her." I replied,

suppressing my anger, and deliberately sent a drooling emoji. Damn it, I know every inch of my little darling's

skin, even the length of every single pubic hair, and yet I'm asking someone else to send me her photos

.

"These are photos from one of our previous photography events. You'll definitely love the model

's look after you see them, hahaha." Roger replied.

The first one sent was a behind-the-scenes photo taken by one of the photographers during that event.

On a red sofa bed in a small studio, Xiao Jing was wearing a black thong, the fabric of which

was deeply embedded in her buttocks, revealing her two round, smooth buttocks.

Xiao Jing, wearing only a black bra and a very short, sheer black blouse,

straddled another girl in a riding position. This female model, dressed in a white bikini set, also had a rather good figure.

She lay supine beneath Xiao Jing, cupping her breasts with her hands, her shoulders resting on the edge of the bed, her head tilted back, her expression

quite lewd. Although dressed in white, she seemed innocent, but she looked

far more mature than my Xiao Jing.

As I looked at the photos, I imagined how much those "sex photographers" must be enjoying themselves—with such a

beautiful young woman like my wife in such sexy and revealing clothes, being posed in all sorts of alluring

positions 'd probably be so aroused they couldn't even hold their cameras steady.

Looking at these photos, I felt a tightness in my chest, but I forced myself to continue. The later photos became

increasingly explicit, with less and less clothing. Xiao Jing took off her already unnecessary black shirt, sitting on the sofa bed in various poses,

wearing a bra.

The last few photos turned into Xiao Jing's personal portraits; she had removed her bra, only covering her nipples with her right hand, which was gloved with black

velvet . Otherwise, most of her breasts

were proudly displayed before a group of lustful men. I cursed these perverts inwardly for using art to satisfy their lust, but my penis involuntarily became erect

again .

"This model is so sexy. I really didn't expect such a pretty and cute little girl to take such

revealing photos."

I was genuinely surprised. Xiao Jing liked to wear miniskirts, and outside of work, as long as the weather wasn't too cold,

she almost always wore only miniskirts when she went out. Xiao Jing's breasts weren't very large, but they were quite firm, so she

liked to wear low-cut tops. Even without a bra, her two large, snow-white breasts naturally formed a deep cleavage

that could make any man swoon. But I never expected that Xiao Jing would

expose her body like this in front of a group of strange men.

"Didn't expect that, did you, brother? I didn't expect it either," Roger replied from the other end of the computer.

"At first, this little girl said she only wanted to take cute photos, and the payment was 200 yuan for 4 hours. Later, everyone

saw that this little girl had a great figure, so they decided that each of the four of them would add 50

yuan, raising the price to 400. Unexpectedly, the little girl readily agreed and was very cooperative. She posed

for whatever they asked. I was relatively professional, but the other middle-aged men were a different story. They were

practically sticking their noses to the little girl's chest and crotch to take pictures."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Damn, 400 yuan and she stripped naked like that. My little

darling was so easy to coax back then.

"Okay, I'll take this little girl. You decide the price," I said, feigning cheerfulness, though

inwardly I wanted to smash him to death with my computer case.

"Since you're so agreeable, I'll give you a 20% discount," Roger sent another laughing emoji.

"If you want to take more revealing photos, it'll be 800 an hour, a friend's price. Consider it me making you my

friend. If you need models in the future, just contact me, okay?"

Seriously, does he think I'm some country bumpkin? But then again, no businessman is honest; it's

business for him too. So I "happily" expressed my gratitude, logged off, and continued watching Xiao Jing

display her charm and sexiness in front of other men. I decided that later I would definitely pamper my little darling,

or rather, punish her a bit.

I didn't really blame Xiao Jing; after all, she was still a pure college student back then, and taking these photos

was probably just out of curiosity and vanity. It's best not to bring up the past.

Back in the bedroom, Xiao Jing was already asleep in bed, wearing the pink silk camisole nightgown I'd bought her,

with an embroidered pattern on the chest.

Xiao Jing loves Hello Kitty, and this nightgown was a carefully chosen gift

from me. Looking at her slightly upturned lips and flushed face as she slept, and thinking about those nude photos of Xiao Jing,

I felt even more aroused. So I knelt down beside her and began to kiss her lips.

When my tongue entered her mouth, Xiao Jing seemed to wake up, and her breathing gradually became rapid. My

hands caressed her breasts through the nightgown, and I slowly pulled down the straps.

Before we got married, Xiao Jing didn't know that she should take off her bra when sleeping (surprisingly, her breast development

wasn't affected at all), until we slept in the same bed. From then on, Xiao Jing went to extremes

and simply stopped wearing a bra at home.

The bra strap slid down her shoulders, and her two firm breasts fell into my hands. Every time I saw Xiao Jing

's body, her beauty still captivated me like it was the first time. I gently kneaded her two mounds of flesh,

my lips tracing down her neck to her hardened pink nipples. My tongue secretly darted out from between her teeth

, teasing those two alluring little cherries. Xiao Jing's whole body went limp, and she began to

moan . Then, I slowly kissed her abdomen, navel, and the soft pubic hair on her lower abdomen. When my lips covered

Xiao Jing's wet labia, her body twitched. I greedily sucked

the lustful fluid flowing from her vaginal opening while stimulating the clitoris with my tongue. Soon, the clitoris swelled, and

the lustful fluid flowing from her vaginal opening became even more abundant. Xiao Jing arched her slender waist, panting, "Bad husband... I

... I can't take it anymore... Hurry up and come in!"

I ignored her and continued licking. After only seven or eight licks, she cried out "Ah!" and

pushed my head away, covering her vulva with both hands, then began to breathe rapidly. I looked up and saw that the sheets were

soaked with a large patch of Xiao Jing's vaginal fluid, like a glass of water spilled on the bed.

"Bad husband, why didn't you come in when I told you to stop? You just bully me," Xiao Jing complained. "

Now I'm going to bully you too!"

With that, she turned and pushed me onto the bed, licking my penis. Her tongue kept

tracing the , then she took it into her mouth and sucked on it up and down. When my penis was hard and about to ejaculate, Xiao Jing got up,

spread her legs and sat on me, holding my penis with her right hand, slightly raising her buttocks, and inserted my entire penis into

her vulva.

"Ah... ah... um... ah..." Xiao Jing kept making seductive moans.

"Tell me, is it comfortable?" I asked with a smile, my arm around her waist.

Xiao Jing was already bursting with excitement, nodding and saying, "It's comfortable, so comfortable! My good husband

's little brother is the best. Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

She vigorously twisted her full hips, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, her firm

breasts bouncing up and down with the rhythm of her movements. To be honest, if Xiao Jing were to become an AV actress, her films would definitely

be a hit . As I thought about it, images of Xiao Jing making love with a group of AV actors flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a

surge of heat, my white semen shooting all into her honey pot

...

The air was thick with a mixture of sweat and a sticky, slightly fishy smell of vaginal fluid.

Beneath the white ceiling was a room covered with a gray carpet. On the left side of the room was a built-in flash reflector, next to which was

a large, knee-sized bed covered with a magenta sheet. To the left of the bed was a studio flash.

The flash was focused on three naked bodies intertwined on the bed. Two men had a girl sandwiched

between them, and the girl occasionally let out seductive moans.

One of the men sat cross-legged, the girl in his lap. Their chests were pressed against each other, the man's one arm around

the girl 's slender waist, the other supporting her chin, turning her face to lick and kiss her, his penis shallowly inserted

into her vagina, thrusting gently. The girl's long hair cascaded over her shoulders,

completely ; although I couldn't see her features clearly, she seemed vaguely familiar.

Another man faced the girl, licking and sucking her erect pink nipples. One hand supported her

bare back, while the other held a Canon 40D camera, adjusting the aperture and repeatedly pressing the shutter to photograph her high breasts and the penis

inserted into her genitals.

The flash, accompanied by beeping sounds, flickered on and off, interspersed with the girl's indistinct moans.

After being penetrated for a while, the girl suddenly tossed her long hair behind her ear, revealing her profile. Her

flushed cheeks were covered in the man's saliva, gleaming with a lewd sheen under the flash…

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My heart jolted, and I abruptly opened my eyes.

The familiar bedroom, the familiar bedding, and the familiar person beside me.

Xiao Jing was fast asleep, her mouth slightly open, the neckline of her nightgown open at an exaggerated angle, her

breasts half-exposed, like ripe peaches, incredibly alluring.

I sighed, gently pulled the blanket up a little more for her, and got out of bed.

Less than three days after chatting with Roger online, he called to invite my wife, Xiao Jing,

to have a photoshoot.

Xiao Jing readily agreed, but when she turned around, she saw me sitting on the sofa, staring thoughtfully at her phone, my

face dark and silent. She frowned, thought for a moment, then secretly stuck out her tongue and snuggled up to me, acting all cute.

I couldn't bear to get angry with her, so I suppressed my displeasure. He pulled her into his arms, kissed her

adorable, rosy cheeks, and whispered in her ear, "Did he tell you what he's shooting, or if there's any

payment ?"

A barely perceptible blush crossed Xiao Jing's already flushed cheeks. "He didn't say much. He

just said there's another girl who wants to shoot with him, and he wants to create a more fashionable look. As for the

specifics , he said he'll see how it goes."

"So how much is he going to pay my little darling?" My right hand instinctively rested on Xiao Jing's breast

. "My little darling's appearance fee must be quite high!"

"Uh..." Xiao Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "There's no payment! Roger is

a friend . He wanted to create something and thought I was suitable. So he asked me to help out! We don't need payment for helping friends."

"Damn," I thought to myself, "This Roger is too shrewd. He asked my wife to be his

model didn't pay a single penny. He said Xiao Jing was very suitable, probably because he thinks she has a hot body and

can take off her clothes to please his eyes."

Despite my thoughts, I just said yes, "It's only right to help a friend. Baby, you have to do a good job

shooting. I think Roger's shooting is very good. The photos will definitely be great." I thought to myself,

I wonder what Roger will do to my wife this time. Shooting two girls together, does he want to have a

threesome... Thinking of the strange dream last night, my lower body swelled up again.

Two days later it was Saturday. The night before, I had to rush to meet a work deadline and didn't

get home until 2 a.m. When I arrived, Xiao Jing was already asleep.

When I woke up the next day at noon, Xiao Jing was already dressed up and sitting in front of her dressing table choosing suitable earrings.

Early April in Shanghai is still a bit chilly. Xiao Jing wore a white striped fitted jacket over a

white lace strapless low-cut bra. Because it had padding, she didn't wear a bra and relied entirely on the bra's

support to lift her breasts.

When she bought the bra, Xiao Jing said she felt it was a bit small. When we got home and she took off her jacket, I took a closer look .

The cup size should have covered two-thirds of her breasts, but when Xiao Jing put it on, most of her breasts were exposed

except for her nipples, which almost gave me a nosebleed.

Looking further down, I saw a black denim mini-skirt, barely reaching ten centimeters above the knee, with

black velvet stockings underneath and orange leather shoes.

The black stockings accentuated Xiao Jing's long, slender legs, making her look incredibly sexy. A violent

urge surged within me; I wanted to pull her skirt up to her waist, tear the stockings, and thrust into her pert buttocks.

"Why are you dressed so sexy today, honey?" I whispered, breathing softly into Xiao Jing's neck.

"Wake up, you bad boy! There's another girl filming today. What if your little darling

gets overshadowed if you don't dress up nicely?" Xiao Jing covered my mischievous mouth with her finger,

pouting her pink-lipped lips and speaking sweetly.

"What are you afraid of? Even if my darling wore nothing, no girl could compare to you, hahaha

..." This was what I truly felt; I feared no man could resist Xiao Jing completely naked

.

"You naughty husband is bullying me again! Well then, I'm not wearing anything and I'll compare with him, hmph!"

Xiao Jing pouted and threw a hair tie at me from the table.

"Uh... I've been hit by a hidden weapon!" I pretended to be hurt, rolling around while clutching my little brother. "My

little brother is injured, Lady Xiao Jing, please use your body to heal me!"

Xiao Jing put her hands on her hips and giggled. Her snow-white breasts, which were already mostly exposed,

swayed up and down with her body shaking. If she laughed any louder, her cute little nipples would probably pop out.

Just then, Xiao Jing's phone rang. I was closer, so I picked it up and glanced at it. It was

the secretary from Xiao Jing's school calling.

Xiao Jing took the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and muttered, "Ugh, so annoying, another call to karaoke."

The school secretary at Xiao Jing's school, surnamed Wang, was a middle-aged, overweight man in his forties. Because Xiao Jing was pretty and

could sing and dance well, Wang always used work as an excuse to take her to social events, probably hoping to make a move on my

wife . Fortunately, Xiao Jing didn't want to deal with him at all, but out of respect for his superior, she couldn't refuse outright.

Wang invited her ten times, and Xiao Jing would only go once at most, and each time she would

call to pick her up.

With a few words, Xiao Jing declined the invitation, put down the phone, walked over to me, pulled down my underwear, and

gently kissed my penis, saying, "You naughty husband, be good while I'm gone! I'll take some pretty pictures

for you to see when I get back. If you're naughty, I'll bite off your little brother, haha."

I quickly replied, "I'll definitely be good. If you take away my bread and butter, I'll

have to rely on you to support me."

Xiao Jing kissed me on the cheek again, said goodbye, buttoned up her coat, and left.

I turned on my computer and continued organizing the documents for the Kunshan project. The investor for this project was

a businessman named Musoyev, who was originally in the oil business, but recently, with soaring oil prices, he had lost

a lot of money. Coincidentally, the Shanghai World Expo was about to be held, and Musoyev saw unlimited business opportunities and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune to

make up for his losses in the oil industry.

My company is only of medium size. I only got this

project team member thanks to a friend of the boss's. But based on the boss's boasting at the meeting and my initial estimate, this

project will bring in at least seven or eight million.

The company will make a fortune, and we'll all be well-off, so everyone in our project team is really excited lately. Many

employees have volunteered to stay at the company and work overtime. But those people are only concerned with their own livelihood,

unlike me. I'd rather earn less than neglect my wife at home.

After looking at the documents for a while, I suddenly remembered that as a team leader, I should call my subordinates to

check on them.

The phone rang only once before it was answered. It seems these people are also distracted while working overtime; their eagerness to answer the

phone clearly shows their attention isn't on work.

"Hello, XX Foreign Trade Company," said Deputy Manager Su Man.

"It's me. How are you all? Tired?" Ever since we came back from that business trip together, this girl

's gaze towards me has been strange. I've only been married for less than a year; I'm not stupid enough to have an affair. My tone

unconsciously became serious.

"Hey? Old Chen, we're starving. Perfect timing, you can deliver our takeout." Su Man knew

I was home and deliberately joked with me. Actually, if I were to deliver food, they'd probably be starving to death while I was

stuck in .

"Just order whatever you want, I'll reimburse you later."

"Come on, if we waited for your approval, we'd have starved to death by now. You should just stay home and keep your wife company

." Su Man is from Dalian, and her speech has a slight Northeastern accent, but it couldn't hide her

slight jealousy.

"Hehe..." I chuckled dryly. If it were anyone else, I would have already retaliated, but

with Su Man , I didn't dare tease her.

"Hey, speaking of which, what brings you here all this time? No need to be a model husband anymore?"

Seeing my lack of resistance, Su Man pressed her advantage.

"Oh, she had something to do, just left." I was a little annoyed; this gossipy woman was still going on.

Su Man sensed the tension in my voice, gave a cold laugh, and said, "Alright, alright, look at your

temper Forget it, I won't say anything more. I still have a lot of work to do over there, I'll hang up now."

Hanging up the phone, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. We

usually why did I lose my temper so easily today?

After thinking for a while, I finally understood—it was that damn photographer and those photos that caused

the trouble.

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