[A letter to Shan]

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Shan, you'll never dream that my plan succeeded.

I thought long and hard before deciding to tell you all this because I know you've fallen into a sea of lust.

Yes! A sea of lust, an ocean of desire! An ocean of primal carnal pleasure.

You're intoxicated. Videos record your intoxication, and no matter how you deny it,

no matter how wronged you feel, the truth is indelible.

Perhaps you don't understand, perhaps you never imagined that we met seven years ago, perhaps you

've already forgotten the snotty-nosed little boy who sat next to you fourteen years ago.

We were classmates. I was the kid whose loud shouting made it impossible for me to stay in that class.

All I did was take out my itchy little brother—heaven knows it was because of malnutrition that

the skin on my little brother had cracked.

I never thought looking at my wound would cause such trouble. I'll never forget my mother

's pleading eyes and your mother's vicious gaze. You were as aloof as a fairy untouched by worldly affairs.

From that moment on, making you my slave, a slave to lust, became my biggest dream in this life

. I believe you have a vulgar side.

I did so much for my dream, even falling madly in love with you, loving deeply, loving painfully.

I truly love you. I originally thought that letting you fall was my revenge, until I saw you

moaning wantonly in a man's arms, I realized that my dream had long been worn away by the love of these years.

What replaced my selfish desires?

Do you know? The beginning of love was the moment my throbbing penis was tightly enveloped by your throbbing vulva.

The previous encounters and pursuit were all part of my plan. On our wedding night, when your pure, snow-white body was presented before me

, I finally understood the fervent tremor a man feels.

When I kissed your lips, your breasts, your body, my dream shattered. You should be able to deeply understand my

attachment . That night, we made endless demands, and you moaned beneath me again and again.

Your moans were truly seductive to the bone.

I've counted your tremblings, eight times. I ejaculated five times. Each time, the blush on your delicate face beneath the trembling

told I had satisfied your most primal instincts as a woman. I think you can understand my attachment to you then.

At that time, I gave up what I considered a sordid dream.

Xiangxiang's arrival may have been a turning point in our lives. I drifted further and further away from your blushing face. No matter

how hard I tried to insert my penis into your still tight paradise, I still couldn't find that radiant

blush .

Our sex became tasteless. Your indifference shattered the dream deep within me. Although things had

changed , I wanted to make you a slave to desire again, a shameless woman fallen into primal lust, just to bring back

the lost blush on your face.

I should thank the internet. It was the stories online that strengthened my resolve, and it was the internet that introduced me to Peter and

Keyan. Do you know that? I met them by chance in a chat room. I first appeared as a woman

, and their profound knowledge and humorous conversation made me feel ashamed. I had finally found someone I could entrust my life to.

They weren't surprised by my thoughts at all. Later, I learned that Peter and his Chinese wife had long known about the opportunity for

sex .

Our plan for you was first revealed when Ritz fell for him. It was also

the first time Men's conversations always end up back to women, and that's when I realized

that men with similar thoughts are not uncommon. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Peter took Keyan and me to his home.

It was then that we witnessed Ritz's allure. As you know, Ritz was bold and had a very advanced understanding of sex

. Just as Peter said, everyone was waiting for the right opportunity, even though Ritz was still shy and

wanted to avoid that sexual encounter.

But in front of the tall Peter, all resistance seemed so alluring. You've experienced Peter's teasing countless times

. Every time I saw your face flush under his touch, I always told

myself my choice was right.

Do you know, women are like flowers, they need to be nurtured by men, and this has been truly

proven in both you and Liz.

For the past two years, I've watched you regain your former allure, watched the excess fat on your abdomen gradually disappear,

and watched you become even more delicate under the nourishment of sex.

Peter is used to holding you and Liz in his arms. That night was the first time I was truly moved by this way of making love.

Just as you liked, Liz was teased by Peter, her legs spread, sitting in his dark embrace. Peter skillfully

kneaded Liz's pert nipples with one hand and massaged her clitoris, which was wet with love juice, with the other.

I remember at first, Keyan and I just stood there dumbfounded until Peter urged us in English to fuck

her. I've counted how much Lisi throbbed. With our repeated thrusting, she came nine times that night. I

could even feel the surge of heat within her as she throbbed. That's when I learned about female ejaculation

. Watching Lisi enjoy herself so blissfully, I couldn't help but think of your face, flushed crimson.

It was at that moment that I made up my mind. Peter and his wife, along with Keyan, readily agreed after seeing your photo.

The rest of the plan went smoothly. First, my parents took Xiangxiang away—it had always been their wish.

Lisi's chance encounters with you were all deliberately arranged; in fact, each opportunity was at my behest.

Your best friend revealed your secret to me: Ritz discovered that you haven't lost your sensitivity.

"Aesthetic fatigue" is the definition you've given to our long-term sex life. Actually, you and I both know we need new stimulation.

Ritz told me you tremble under her touch, and just a light touch on your pert nipples makes you wet and glistening

.

Let me tell you another secret: the mirrors in the OK suite of Ritz's beauty salon are actually transparent glass.

Every time you're passionate, I see it all. What shocked me most was that your first affair brought back

long- lost memories of sexual pleasure.

Ritz's birthday that day was actually a hoax. What I don't understand is what made you so unrestrained that day

—was it Ritz's wantonness, Peter's size, or Ke Yan's handsomeness? To be honest, I was

indescribably For the first time in my life, I saw you unable to resist touching yourself.

Ritz said it was her passionate dance with you that released your wanton side, and Peter and Ke Yan also knew how to seize the opportunity that day.

When Peter held you and danced gently, you must have felt the size and intimidating size of his black man's penis.

Watching the three-way act between Liz, Peter, and Ke Yan must have shocked you; Liz's moans that day were truly

captivating .

I know it was the first time you'd ever witnessed someone else's entire sexual act, especially a husband holding his wife while a friend shared it

—so erotic, right? I watched very closely, from the three-way dance to the double penetration, until you freed yourself and caressed

your genitals.

You know, your dazed look made me doubt how this could be the elegant and serene wife I knew.

I can't forget you sitting in Peter's arms, panting softly, rubbing yourselves against his thick, long penis

.

I was genuinely worried that your tight little hole couldn't hold that big thing. Peter and Ke Yan both claimed their skill in kissing

breasts was a secret technique.

I've always wanted to ask you, which of them kissed you most that night, one on each side, satisfied you the most?

That night, I had intended to meticulously count the tremors you felt during your orgasm, but I later realized it was pointless. From the moment Peter's thick,

long penis entered your wet body, your toes trembled uncontrollably.

Your moans were like cries, your flushed face incredibly alluring. Peter's thick, dark member

contrasted sharply with your pink, narrow opening, each thrust sending intense stimulation through me.

Liz and Keyan's eyes never left you; they seized every opportunity to surround you. Keyan's teasing of your nipples with

his tongue must have further aroused you, while Liz's whispered questions in your ear made you feel like

a fish just pulled from the water. They all knew you resisted the pleasure of oral sex, but that night, Liz completely opened you up while you

were sitting on Peter's penis. When Liz licked your clitoris, Keyan seized the perfect moment. To be honest, when your cherry lips took Keyan's penis into your mouth, I felt a strange pang of jealousy, since you'd never opened that spot for me before. Afterwards , Keyan told me your clumsy oral skills weren't the real stimulation; it was your tight little hole that he cherished so much. 　　Peter quickly released his pleasure in your tight little hole, saying he'd never felt that kind of constant , throbbing sweetness. Keyan's penis wasn't anything new, and Peter's stamina was unmatched by mine. 　　Sitting in Peter's lap being played was even more stimulating to me. Keyan's penis moved in and out of your gushing place with pleasure. 　　I always wanted to know what kind of pleasure you got that night, so I asked Liz, who is also a woman . She told me that the feeling was truly indescribable. I know you felt deeply guilty . I know you cried alone in bed after returning home, and I think you resolved never to indulge yourself again. 　　I still remember how happy we were together for the next month. Sex became the theme of our lives again, and the rosy marks returned to my eyes . 　　You, who always forbade me from watching porn, actually tacitly allowed it. The porn in our house all came from Peter, and group sex was the main theme. Every time you shyly peeked, it aroused me to the extreme. You could be overflowing with desire without foreplay. Every love affair was so intense, but that pleasure couldn't continue forever. I felt my , and resentment replaced the rosy marks in my eyes. Liz was right; once a woman experiences endless orgasms, she can never forget them. 　　Liz's invitation was at my behest, and I saw your hesitation. However, your reason couldn't overcome your desire. When you stepped into the hotel room again, I was already there. Liz and I were actually in the next room behind the mirror. Your hesitation was quickly dispelled by Peter and Keyan's passionate kiss, and you gracefully leaned into Peter's arms . 　　While Keyan kissed your overflowing vulva, Liz was also holding my penis in her mouth. I watched you, your brows slightly furrowed, as Keyan slowly inserted his penis into your vagina. Keyan's thrusting made you moan softly. Peter anxiously placed his engorged penis in your hand, and you gently stroked it, which I watched every time. 　　Seeing your cheeks flushed red from sex, I became entangled with Liz again. God knows how much I wanted to hold you ; that night was when you truly became obsessed with sex. 　　Shan, I still love you, yes, I love you, I love your cheeks flushed red with desire, I love your body . 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　[The End]

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