【Stories of disciplining my wife in mainland China】(19)

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(19) Ancient City Sexual Encounters

Day 1

In the latter half of 2011, I had a long vacation by chance. On a client's recommendation, I went to the ancient city and stayed for

almost a month. I took the train from Hefei to Changsha, and then another six hours by car from Changsha to the

ancient city, with many stops along the way, which was quite tiring. I arrived in the ancient city close to evening and immediately decided to stay at the county government hotel, which was located

right next to the ancient city. I had a casual dinner there, and then went to bed early

. Looking back, the arduous journey was truly worthwhile, creating a sweet memory.

The next morning, before the tour groups arrived, I strolled around the ancient city, taking photos and enjoying the scenery.

My sleepy wife followed beside me; she had insisted on inviting me to explore the ancient city early in the morning, but now she

pouted and reluctantly followed behind me, wandering around the city until we reached the riverbank. Seeing

the scattered women sketching and washing clothes along the river, she perked up and curiously went to observe and chat with them.

My gaze drifted towards the Yangtze River, where I saw a young man sketching a stone arch bridge.

I thought to myself how diligent he was, considering it was only a little past six in the morning. Many young people

in the city were likely still hungover, lying in bed until late morning before getting up to find food.

To my surprise, my wife rushed over immediately, and her first words were, "Excuse me, where can I find a good

breakfast ?" I nearly jumped into the river in embarrassment! On such a picturesque morning, facing such

a promising young artsy man, my wife's first question was always about where to eat breakfast! I was truly speechless!

This young man, after some conversation, I learned his surname was Xing (I'll refer to him as Xiao Xing from now on). He enthusiastically

told us about a long-established noodle shop near the arched bridge that locals frequented. He explained it to us with gestures

for a long time, but since we were newcomers and completely disoriented, he simply packed up his easel and art supplies and

took us there. Haha… what a stroke of luck to meet such a helpful person first thing in the morning!

Upon arriving at the rice noodle shop, we enthusiastically invited Xiao Xing to have breakfast with us. Xiao Xing readily obliged, and

after a few polite exchanges, he joined us upstairs to enjoy authentic local cuisine: beef rice noodles, rice tofu, and rice noodles with shredded pork and three kinds of seafood

. There was also a great deal: unlimited green beans and chili. We remarked to Xiao Xing that this was similar to the unlimited

pickled cabbage The three of us chatted and laughed, quickly bridging the gap between us.

Soon, more and more customers arrived, making it inconvenient to chat or ask about food and entertainment in the old town.

We check out and prepare to leave. Before leaving, my wife looked at Xiao Xing very seriously and asked, "Excuse me...where are some good

restaurants for dinner?" Oh my god! I almost fainted.

After parting ways with Xiao Xing under the arched bridge, my wife and I strolled back to the hotel and went back to sleep. Around noon,

our stomachs started growling, and my wife kicked me out of bed, telling me to go find something to eat and bring it back to the hotel.

Because it was too hot and there were too many tourists, she didn't want to go out. Speaking of the ancient town, there were just so many tourists! Buses

kept dropping off passengers and letting them into the town, and unfortunately, most of them were coming from the county government hotel side,

with constant passing, making it difficult to even walk! I immediately decided to find another place to stay, hoping for some peace

and quiet.

I wandered around the ancient city alone for a while, but I couldn't stand the crowds of tourists. There were so many people that if they fell into the river,

they could clog it up (I was a tourist too, hehe). I bought a rice dish with pickled radishes in an alley near the iconic archway of the ancient city

, and also bought two or three dresses for my wife. Then I fled back to the hotel to escape the

heat . In the afternoon, my wife and I relaxed in the hotel, drinking not-so-delicious instant coffee, waiting for the sun to set

and the tourists to leave. We chatted and laughed, and the time passed quickly. This is what a relaxing vacation should be like, right?

In the evening, we went straight to the restaurant that Xiao Xing had recommended. We ate the famous blood duck, pickled fish, dry pot cured meat, and

hand-shredded cabbage, and also drank some locally brewed kiwi wine. Seeing my wife's rosy cheeks

flushed , she looked incredibly cute. Her sleeveless floral dress accentuated her fair skin and beautiful figure,

completely radiating mature charm. Many guests at other tables kept glancing over, wanting to

satisfy their voyeuristic desires through her backlit figure. Actually, they were right, because my wife wasn't wearing anything under her dress

!

My wife isn't afraid of the heat but is extremely averse to sweating. Whenever the weather gets hot, she becomes a homebody and refuses to go out.

However, she rarely turns on the air conditioning at home, which is similar to me. On the contrary, she enjoys sweating, but she

dislikes the feeling of underwear sticking to her body. At home or in private spaces, even

at night, she often wears a long skirt or knee-length skirt without anything underneath. This allows for ventilation and coolness, and she

can easily take off her clothes and go into the bathroom to cool off, which is both refreshing and invigorating.

Anyway, in places like Lijiang, Lijiang, or Fenghuang... you can

see scantily clad women everywhere, and there are plenty of scenes of exposed skin and accidental exposure. So my wife won't be any different.

Everyone is just passing through. After today or tomorrow, the tourists return to the city, far away from the tourist-filled,

uninteresting souvenirs made in Yiwu, and the fake paradise that everyone yearns for. Who will remember the fleeting

glimpse of spring?

After dinner, my wife was in high spirits and insisted on going to a bar to listen to music and have some fun. But after visiting several bars,

none suited our tastes. The electronic rock music and the pervasive smell of smoke,

along with the food smelling of alcohol, made us feel very uncomfortable.

The bars in the ancient town are divided into two types: the former (referring to the traditional bar style) and the latter (a slow-rock bar style). We chose the latter,

quietly listening to music and sipping red wine, letting our thoughts drift away with the night breeze.

A friendly greeting from Sister Jiang and Brother Cheng pulled us back to reality. Looking closely, we realized it was Xiao Xing! What a small world! It turned out he

worked at this bar. My wife and I exchanged a quick glance—it was him!

Apparently, he worked at the bar at night and spent his days painting and sketching by the river, staying at

the accommodation provided by the bar owner. The place was a bit far from the main commercial area of the ancient town, located on the mountainside, near

the upper reaches of the river—a quiet oasis amidst the bustle.

The

next morning, I made a special trip to the sketching spot of Xiao Xing below a dilapidated restaurant in Jiangwei to try and bump into him. Sure enough...

However, he was engrossed in painting the ancient city scene at dawn, and we didn't want to disturb him, so we sat quietly on the stone

steps, enjoying a moment of tranquility. Our wandering thoughts were interrupted by Xiao Xing's greeting of good morning. It turned out he

had finished painting and was packing up his tools to go home.

"Brother Cheng, Sister Jiang and I are so close, coming for a walk so early again?"

"No, not at all!" my wife replied succinctly, "Today she's here to ask you where to find

good !"

Led by Xiao Xing, we changed to a rice noodle shop for breakfast. The taste was pretty much the same, but

the place was simpler and more local, making the food particularly delicious. After dinner, just like yesterday, the three of them walked

to to return to their respective residences. Suddenly, the wife begged Xiao Xing to let her see the local houses, and insisted that he open

the door for a tour. Don't think that mature women can't be coquettish; their breasts can be just as deadly.

Xiao Xing's residence was provided by the bar owner. It used to be the owner's home, but after he made his fortune, he

moved to the new town. The old house was located at the end of the bar street, near the mountain, right at a corner of the river in

the old town. It was a two-story building. After climbing about ten stone steps, you would reach a

small front courtyard, and after passing through a weathered wooden door, you would arrive at Xiao Xing's residence.

The first floor of the accommodation is a traditional Miao-style building, entirely constructed of wood. In the center of the house is a small stove,

about square, with a round, three-legged iron stove stand on top, presumably used for boiling water and cooking,

though it has been out of use for a long time. There are several wooden tables and low wooden chairs with backrests (a Miao characteristic). Xiao Xing's

wooden bed is against a corner of the wall. It looks truly bare, but it would be

a good place as an art studio, offering a sense of spaciousness.

A stroll up to the second floor reveals a completely different world. Upstairs is a renovated guesthouse, roughly in

the style of Motel 168—small and simple. Most notably, there's a balcony outside the room offering

views . I imagine curling up there reading would be a very pleasant experience.

Xiao Xing said this was a room the boss had renovated for his own use, but he'd actually stayed there very few times. I outwardly

remained calm, but inwardly I was secretly delighted, thinking about going to a bar that night and asking Xiao Xing's boss to book

the room . Sure enough, after a few drinks with the boss that night, we

rented the room for two thousand yuan a month. And so, we stayed upstairs, and Xiao Xing stayed downstairs, and our romantic escapades began.

Day 3 ,

Monday, happened to be less crowded, so we decided to go to a bar that evening for dinner and a few drinks to kill time.

My wife dressed up specially today, wearing a short jumpsuit and high-heeled peep-toe shoes, with a black bra

underneath wasn't wearing underwear, but her black pantyhose had a thin slit down the back of the legs, all the way to the heels—

a typical look for foreign women in movies. The pantyhose hems didn't even reach halfway down her thighs, so if she squatted down, her private parts would be

exposed . Even I was a little nervous for my wife.

Xiao Xing was particularly diligent tonight, coming over to pour water and clean the table whenever he had a spare moment. Anyway, there weren't many customers today,

so the boss wouldn't scold him. Whenever Xiao Xing came over, my wife would deliberately move closer to the table, sometimes even placing

her hands on the table and bending over to let Xiao Xing feast his eyes on her breasts. Under the light, it was very clear; her supportive

bra accentuated her full breasts, and even her erect nipples were clearly visible. I've seen it myself

several times.

After midnight, a heavy rainstorm swept everyone away, sending them back to sleep. After midnight, there were more staff than customers

in the shop , and I became even more brazen in grabbing and squeezing my wife's breasts, and letting my hands

wander over her thighs.

Xiao Xing saw all of this, but I pretended not to notice, continuing to touch

my wife's buttocks with one hand, then placing my hand on her waist, feeling the flesh on her waist and giving it a squeeze, saying

she'd eaten too much! Slowly, I moved my hand under my wife's skirt, caressing her private parts through her stockings. Sure enough,

her vagina was wet. My wife even spread her thighs a little to make it easier for me to caress her.

Seeing my chance, I deliberately touched her thighs while casually pulling up her skirt. She was lying half-reclined on the sofa, her head

resting on my chest. Slowly, I pulled her skirt up to her buttocks,

then to her waist, completely exposing her buttocks. Her thighs and buttocks were completely exposed,

and even I couldn't help but ejaculate at the sight. My hand was on my wife's buttocks, touching them. Xiao Xing

was still looking at my wife's buttocks; he probably didn't expect to have such a lucky day!

After 1 a.m., the three of us strolled down a street lined with barbecue stalls to grab some late-night snacks. While waiting for the owner to cook, I

took the opportunity to run to a pharmacy to buy condoms and KY jelly ointment just in case

. After buying about 50 or 60 yuan worth of barbecue and a beer, we returned to our lodgings, intending to chat and eat.

My wife went upstairs first, took off her stockings and showered, then came downstairs in an even shorter dress to eat.

The three of us chatted about everything under the sun, from why Xiao Xing came to the ancient city to work to whether he had a girlfriend, and even whether he had any

sexual experience. We talked about all sorts of things without any restraint, regardless of age or gender.

Not long after, my wife, claiming her legs were sore from walking too much these past few days, asked me to massage them. Without any hesitation,

she straddled my leg, causing her skirt to ride up, barely covering her private area. I started

massaging calves, but my hands wandered up her thighs, my technique very skillful, making her feel very comfortable and satisfied.

Whether it was from the alcohol or her own arousal, she straddled Xiao Xing's chair with her other leg

, placing it between his legs, and said to him, "Come on, give Sister Jiang a massage too. If you do

a good job , Sister Jiang will reward you."

And so, we each massaged one of her legs, but in slightly different places. He

massaged her calves, and I massaged her thighs, but very close to the upper edge, my palms occasionally brushing against her

genitals. Because the lights were on, I suspected Xiao Xing was also secretly watching, so I deliberately

adjusted , so she wouldn't have to squint.

At this point, my wife's skirt could no longer cover her, and her private parts were completely exposed. From his angle, I think he

could clearly see my wife's labia. I told Xiao Xing to massage my wife's thighs like I did, saying to him,

"Yes, massage this spot." Xiao Xing suddenly realized and put his hand on the inside of my wife's thighs, imitating me

and touching her genitals.

At first, he was a little embarrassed and moved his hand down a bit, but soon he became bolder. Seeing that his wife

didn't object, he gently pressed on her vulva with two fingers. At this point, I noticed his penis

was already erect! Then he began to massage my wife's entire vulva, half-pressing and half-touching, and even inserted his fingers into her

vagina. My God! My wife's vagina was indescribably wet, and Xiao Xing's

fingers were also wet from her vaginal fluids.

Next, I took a deep breath and pulled off my wife's dress. Xiao Xing thought I was going to start having sex with my wife and

got up to leave, but I said first, "Keep massaging, I'm going to take a shower." That's how I left him alone with my

naked wife.

I deliberately dragged out my shower, then tiptoed to the living room. Sure enough, I

heard my wife begin to moan. Just a wall away, my wife was about to be naked before a man she'd just met,

about to engage in a tacitly consented sexual encounter.

Xiao Xing shamelessly feasted his eyes on his wife's mature body, fondling her breasts in his hands, and

inserting his fingers into her vagina—two or three fingers side-by-side, or occasionally just one or two—deliberately drawing out

the vaginal fluids from her vulva to arouse them. The air was filled with the lewd scent of a man and woman before intercourse, a

mixture of Xiao Xing's sweat and his wife's vaginal fluids.

I slowly walked into the room and saw Xiao Xing diligently licking my wife's nipples, making her

moan , thoroughly enjoying the thrill of this open affair. I saw my wife's hand hurriedly pull down Xiao Xing's underwear and

eagerly grasp his penis.

Next, Xiao Xing began licking my wife's vulva with his tongue, making her feel a wave of pleasure, and her whole body immediately trembled

. His hands weren't idle either, reaching out to knead my wife's swollen breasts, occasionally pinching her erect

nipples. Actually, my wife had already become aroused during the massage, and now she had entered a state of excitement. My wife

's vaginal opening was slightly open, and she was swaying her hips up and down and side to side as much as possible to cooperate with Xiao Xing's tongue.

Xiao Xing slowly stood up, placing his slender penis against his wife's vaginal opening. The glans

moved back and forth near the opening, repeatedly but refusing to penetrate deeply. Suddenly, without warning, he thrust in forcefully. His wife

's vagina was already very wet. Xiao Xing began long, powerful thrusts, wave after wave attacking

the deepest part of his wife's uterus, vigorously fucking his wife's cunt with his penis.

Xiao Xing then had his wife climb onto his bed, changing her position to kneeling on the bed, and entered her

cunt from behind, penetrating deeply each time. His wife's moans grew louder and louder; she no longer cared whether anyone could hear her,

only desperately releasing her stimulated sexual desire.

Seeing his wife's shy expression, Xiao Xing could no longer restrain himself. He grabbed her buttocks and began thrusting wildly

. Xiao Xing's penis was rapidly thrusting in and out of his wife's wet vulva, and her labia minora were opening and closing with each

powerful thrust, turning outwards and then squeezing back in.

Xiao Xing thrust very deep and forcefully each time, and soon he couldn't hold on any longer. He groaned, immediately

pulled out his penis, grabbed his wife's head, and shoved his penis into her mouth a few times before pulling out and ejaculating

a large amount of semen onto his wife's face. It turns out this guy watches a lot of Japanese adult films; he actually gave me a facial.

Day

4: I woke up a little late the next day. Oh well, what can I do? I stayed up late playing around yesterday. As my husband and I descended

the stairs , Xiao Xing had already finished drawing his progress for the day and

returned, bringing us breakfast as well. What a sweet young man, worried that Sister Jiang might be hungry, trying to curry favor and see if he could give us a reward. My wife, as always,

headed straight for the bathroom; she always takes a shower before bed and after waking up—it's her habit.

Soon after, she returned to the dining table, looking refreshed. This time, she was wearing a cotton thong (

very short, almost like a girl's undershirt, barely covering her buttocks and genitals) and high-heeled sandals. The woman

looked stunning in high heels, with a curvaceous figure, long flowing hair, a pointed chin, and

delicately arched eyebrows. She exuded charm, leaving Xiao Xing speechless, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

The breakfast portion was a bit small; the rice tofu was finished in a few bites. The three of them sat at the table,

chatting idly. I sipped my first cup of instant coffee of the morning (there was no Starbucks here), while

caressing my wife's breasts, letting her breasts be played with at my fingertips. My wife began to

wriggle , as if trying to escape my advances, but from the strength of her struggles and her expression, I knew it was just a symbolic

act of resistance, a display of modesty; she wasn't actually against it.

The passionate teasing made my wife restless, moaning softly, her buttocks

swaying uncontrollably in the chair. Her panties were pulled askew, caught at her waist,

exposing without her realizing it.

Even with her eyes closed, my wife could feel Xiao Xing's burning gaze. The mature woman's body was exquisite,

radiating a large amount of female hormones that attracted men, having fully absorbed the man's semen. She spread her legs

quite wide, her snow-white thighs particularly striking, the veins visible on her fair and full thighs.

I slowly pulled down the thin straps of my wife's panties, letting Xiao Xing stare at the mature woman

's breasts right in front of him. My wife's full breasts were exposed, her cute pink nipples standing upright. Driven by lust, Xiao Xing

grabbed his wife's two snow-white breasts and slowly rubbed her nipples. The nipples were already sensitive,

and the pleasure of exposure sent a tingling sensation deep within his wife's body, completely exposing her full buttocks.

"Sister Jiang~~ What beautiful buttocks!" Xiao Xing said, inserting his index finger into the vertical cleft of her buttocks, then smoothly

touching her anus. While stroking her anus, he also caressed her mons pubis amidst her neatly trimmed pubic hair. At this moment, I

pressed my wife's head against my erect penis, gesturing for her to take it into her mouth. My wife knelt before my

erect penis, like a sex slave, and began to perform oral sex on me.

My wife closed her eyes, gently grasped the base of my penis, and sucked on the side of it with her lips,

then moved her sexy lips around, kissing it all over. "Open your mouth," I whispered to my wife. She obediently

placed her red lips on the glans, inserting my lustful penis into her mouth. The exposed ecstasy made her

cheeks flush and her mind blur; I could almost feel her vulva wet, her nipples and clitoris erect.

Then my wife turned and leaned over the dining table, her sexy buttocks swaying seductively, attracting me and Xiao...

Xing arrived. We stood behind my wife's raised buttocks, the deep cleft of her buttocks clearly revealing

her pubic hair- adorned labia majora. This scene, filled with lust and allure, made us almost forget to breathe and

swallow.

My wife's blooming vulva was moist deep within her buttocks, her bright red anus constantly writhing, opening and closing

to welcome our gaze. I stepped forward and turned her mysterious slit out from among the black pubic hair, parting it

to reveal her pink vulva. Instantly, my wife's breathing became more rapid, her full breasts heaving with each movement,

and twisted her buttocks even more frantically.

I squatted down, embracing her full buttocks and spreading her vulva wide. From

behind, I aligned the head of my penis with the entrance of her vagina and inserted it into her. Then I began to thrust.

The friction between the glans and her sensitive flesh made my wife increasingly wanton and lustful with each thrust. She was no longer my

wife ; she was a sex machine seeking lustful release, a wanton slut subservient to a man.

The honey-like fluid secreted from my wife's vagina seeped out from the crevices between our joined penis and vagina,

flowing down my penis to my scrotum. My wife's vagina began to fight back,

convulsing squeezing my penis, trying to make me ejaculate and release my warm semen inside her.

My penis continued to thrust powerfully into my wife's soft depths, my rod as hard as iron

, pumping rapidly, the huge glans pressing against the vaginal walls, the pubic bone colliding with her swollen, erect

clitoris , the movements as rhythmic as a thrusting machine in a Japanese pornographic film.

My wife's moans were too much for me to bear, and I ejaculated my abundant semen into her vagina like a fountain!

However, before my wife could reach her climax, she kept twisting her hips, silently crying out, "I want more! I want

more!" Xiao Xing and I exchanged glances and immediately switched places, letting him take over.

I walked out of the living room and saw out of the corner of my eye that Xiao Xing had already taken off his sweatpants,

pulled out his penis from his underwear, and placed the head of his penis against her. My wife groaned, and Xiao Xing had already inserted his engorged penis into my wife's

vagina and started thrusting. The overflowing vaginal fluid made our genitals very lubricated, making "plop, plop"

sounds. The room was filled only with lewd moans, panting, and the sounds of thrusting against her vagina.

Honestly, a bowl of rice tofu wasn't enough to fill my stomach. A quarter of an hour later, I strolled

back from the food street to the bar street, heading towards my lodgings. I could faintly hear the rhythmic sound of a wooden pounding drum, like a village woman washing clothes by the river

. But upon closer listening, it didn't quite sound like that, because the rhythm was inexplicable. It sounded more like the chopping of vegetables coming from a kitchen. The closer I got to my lodgings, the clearer

the sound

became. Just as I was wondering what it was, I immediately quieted down, leaving only the increasingly lively cries of street vendors.

I smiled, shook my head, and pushed open the half-closed wooden door to the living room, and suddenly it all became clear. My wife

was slumped over the table, one of her high-heeled sandals had fallen to the floor, while the other was still on her foot. Her legs were wide open and limply

hanging towards the ground. Thick, sticky semen was dripping from her vagina onto the table, then down her white

thighs, calves, ankles, and toes, all thanks to gravity…

The “thump, thump, thump” sound of chopping vegetables was actually the wooden table hitting the floor during their intercourse. I had mistaken it for

a hardworking village woman washing her family’s clothes by the river.

Day 5:

The man watched as the heavy rain poured down from the sky. The rain was so heavy that even the simple raincoats he had bought on the roadside

were barely enough to keep him dry. Those in the tour group holding umbrellas were even more disheveled; except for their hair, they were

almost completely soaked. The surging river made it impossible for tourists to cross the stone steps to the other side. Not only were the tourists

anxious , but the shopkeepers on the opposite bank were too. It seemed only the tour guides were having a good time, able to quickly get their groups

back to the bus and head to the next shopping stop to collect their commissions.

The man thought to himself, muttering a curse under his breath. He looked up helplessly! No… there were also

two shirtless men in a house on the opposite bank, drinking beer from glass bottles and looking across the river

with a smug expression. At that moment, the tour guide's loudspeaker blared again: “Dear

friends from the Hunan XX tour group, because the rain is too heavy today…”

Wrong! Xiao Xing and I weren't gloating; we were having a great time! From a distance,

it looked like we were shirtless drinking on the balcony. In reality, we were completely naked, drinking while

my wife performed oral sex on us. Needless to say, she was completely naked, making it

easier for us to caress her breasts and occasionally tease her plump buttocks with our feet.

My wife looked up at me, smiled seductively, and then slowly reached between Xiao Xing's legs, grasping his penis

and gently stroking it up and down. Not to be outdone, I pulled her head closer to my crotch, making her

lower her head and lick my glans a few times with the tip of her tongue, before taking my entire penis into her mouth.

My wife made "ooh...ooh..." sounds in her throat as she diligently swallowed and spit out my

penis, making it even harder, thicker, and longer, with veins bulging all around it. But to be fair,

my wife still carefully served Xiao Xing. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed Xiao Xing's penis tightly between them, moving it up and down

. When Xiao Xing's glans protruded from her cleavage, she didn't forget to lower her head and stick out her tongue to lick around the glans of his penis

a few times . The stimulating feeling made Xiao Xing tremble all over.

With this exertion, my wife brought both men's desires to their peak. Semen churned and

rolled inside her, his penis swollen as if about to burst, the glans resembling a peeled red egg, causing our breathing to

quicken in unison.

My wife moaned softly, gripping her breasts and rubbing them harder against Xiao Xing's penis to

arouse . Xiao Xing's penis, squeezed and stimulated, instantly reached its climax

. He let out a muffled groan, his penis convulsing violently, several spurts of hot semen erupting from the glans like a fountain,

flowing towards my wife's full breasts.

The scene before her was utterly obscene: her wife's small, white breasts were covered in streams of steaming

semen, while residual semen continued to spurt from Xiao Xing's glans,

dripping down her nipples like milk. Then

, his wife grasped Xiao Xing's still-erect penis and smeared it all over her breasts, before using both hands to...

She evenly applied her semen to my breasts as a high-protein moisturizer—

a perk !

Then, my wife brushed the hair stuck to her face and immediately began to lightly kiss the tip of my penis. Even this

simple action made my penis throb violently. She then

explored , licking along the glans and shaft, savoring my penis like a prostitute.

My rationality vanished instantly. The command "put it in her mouth" flashed through my mind. My

trembling right hand shoved my penis into my wife's slightly open mouth. My thick, hard rod thrust forcefully in and out of her mouth, while

my understanding wife swayed back and forth rhythmically, responding to my wanton rape.

Soon, I ejaculated on my wife's body and face. The semen that landed on her

face slid down her beautiful cheeks to her lips, which she easily licked up with her delicate tongue.

"My turn!" my wife pleaded like a docile puppy, wanting us to serve her instead. I

said with ulterior motives, "I need to go to the bathroom." Xiao Xing nodded vigorously in agreement that we should go to the bathroom first. My wife is

so shrewd, how could she let us go! Once a man finishes using the toilet, it means he's finished relieving himself, and he immediately

pulls out his penis and disappears. We had no choice but to obediently stand at attention on the balcony. Unexpectedly, it turned out that it was my wife's turn to say she

needed to use the toilet too. Because my wife had a very embarrassing experience once, when she accompanied me and Ah Fei to Xuzhou for job hunting, she was penetrated to the point of losing consciousness by a young masseur

in a hotel , and her genitals ejaculated mixed with urine onto the hotel bed. (Please refer to " Stories of Disciplining My Wife in Mainland China" (Seventeen): The Second Part of the Mainland Job Hunting Diary) 　　This time it was my turn to refuse, and I said, "If you need to pee, pee here." After saying that, I put my right hand under my wife's left armpit, and used my left wrist to hook my wife's left thigh joint, preparing to make my wife stand on one leg and urinate golden water for Xiao Xing to watch. But Xiao Xing imitated me and did the same thing . We lifted my wife horizontally, making her float in the air. With perfect coordination, we slowly placed her buttocks against the narrow wall of the balcony, exposing her entire buttocks and vulva. 　　Xiao Xing chuckled and said, "Sister Jiang, Brother Cheng means you should also help irrigate this beautiful land ." My wife was both ashamed and angry at being teased, but we held her tightly, preventing her from moving. In a moment of urgency, her urethra loosened, and a golden gushing forth shot down onto the street below. 　　Fortunately, it was nearing sunset, the transition between day and night, when meteorologists say the light is dimmest. And to make matters worse, it was raining, and everyone passing by had an umbrella; otherwise, getting drenched would be a recipe for disaster at the gambling table. Hehe... 　　It was still pouring rain outside, but Xiao Xing and I were eager to extinguish our pent-up desires. We were enjoying the mature woman's , much like a top-quality American steak. We occasionally switched places, taking turns raping this thirsty married woman. My wife was simultaneously enjoying the services of two men, her beautiful body covered in a fine layer of sweat , her eyes filled with a drunken, lustful, and dazed look. 　　Xiao Xing hugged my wife's buttocks from behind, fulfilling his husbandly duty for me, forcefully thrusting his thick penis into her vagina. The two of them reached orgasm, and without any restraint, he ejaculated deep into my wife's vagina , fucking my wife wildly in my rented house! 　　Day 6 - Day 15 　　Xiao Xing fucked my wife at least twice a day. Young people really have great stamina! He paints and has sex during the day, works at night , and then works the night shift after returning home. He fucks her day and night without any problem. My wife complained that being fucked so hard every day, with the condom causing excessive friction, made her vagina 　　too sensitive to handle. So, so that we could have unprotected sex and Xiao Xing could ejaculate inside her whenever he wanted, she started taking birth control pills. The side effects of the pills, combined with the increased lubrication from sex, made her figure more voluptuous; her breasts enlarged, her vaginal color deepened, and her opening widened. The unexpected surprises didn't stop there; the pills also caused her to experience heightened libido, constantly demanding sex from me and Xiao Xing. 　　Once, when Xiao Xing and his wife were performing oral sex on each other in a 69 position, Xiao Xing suddenly pointed at his wife's anus said to me, "Brother Cheng, why does Sister Jiang's little chrysanthemum look so soft?" I smiled and said, "That's Sister Jiang's natural endowment." (See "Stories of Training Wives in Mainland China (Part 5): The Value-Added Services of Massage Therapists") While his wife had Xiao Xing's penis in her mouth, she mumbled a protest, "Wasn't it Brother Cheng who developed it for her?" 　　I walked to the bedside and explained to Xiao Xing how I trained my wife... My wife's little chrysanthemum (referenced from an online tutorial ): "First, when you're giving Jiang Jie oral sex, don't stimulate her clitoris too frequently. Use the surface of your tongue to lick her perineum more often, then use your tongue, coated with saliva, to lick along Jiang Jie's buttocks. Be patient and lick her anus with the tip of your tongue from time to time for a long time , so that Jiang Jie can concentrate her pleasure and arousal on her anus. No matter how long you stimulate her anus, the pleasure will not diminish or decrease." 　　Xiao Xing was a diligent student. While listening to my explanation, he began to lick my wife's anus with the tip of his tongue. Next, I climbed onto the bed, spread my wife's buttocks apart with both hands, and let Xiao Xing's tongue penetrate as much as possible into her anus, allowing my wife to fully experience the comfortable feeling of full-body relaxation brought about by stimulating her anus. 　　Xiao Xing immediately applied the same technique, spreading my wife's buttocks wider to make her anus slightly protrude . Then, he vigorously lifted his head, burying it entirely between my wife's plump buttocks, and forcefully inserted his tongue into her anus. I sat on a small chair nearby, drinking coffee and enjoying this live sex show. 　　Calculating the time, it was about time, so I went over again and adjusted my wife's position to a kneeling, rear -entry position. This is a truly relaxing position for a woman; her legs don't need to be spread too wide, even closed is fine . Then I gestured for Xiao Xing to thrust into my wife from behind. Xiao Xing looked at me suspiciously, but was too embarrassed to ask further. He guided his penis with one hand and, with a "plop," smoothly inserted it into my wife's body. 　　At this point, I had Xiao Xing thrust in and out while simultaneously rubbing and stimulating my wife's clitoris with his right hand. I needed to observe her reaction closely, controlling the timing to avoid causing her to orgasm, only to arouse her and make her feel wet. At the same time, I guided Xiao Xing's left index finger to moisten it with the vaginal fluid secreted by my wife, allowing...

Xiao Xing slowly explored my wife's anus with his index finger.

At this time, my wife's arousal point was all at the front, so the caressing of the anus and the intrusion of the index finger not only did not

cause discomfort, but also gave her a certain pleasure. Sure enough, my wife began to cooperate by pushing her buttocks back

and adjusting her direction, wanting Xiao Xing's finger to penetrate deeper.

"At this point, you can gently flick and rub Jiang Jie's clitoris with your thumb, while pressing your other four fingers together

upwards on her lower abdomen to stimulate her G-spot. After inserting your right hand into her anus a few times, you can start to slow down

the speed of your penis's thrusting inside her vagina. At this point, you can feel that there is only a

thin . Then, press your fingers down on your penis and use the glans to rub Jiang Jie's G-spot." I

finished the above passage in one breath.

"So, did Jiang Jie feel any pain?" Xiao Xing

asked .

I replied, "It would be a lie to say there isn't! So you need to prepare thoroughly and do plenty of foreplay. The only pain you'll experience is when

the glans enters. Whether you can tolerate that pain depends on your individual constitution. That's why I

said you, Sister Jiang, have a good constitution and are very suitable for anal sex. Once you're successfully inside, there won't be any pain during the thrusting

because the rectum is a non-voluntary muscle." I also gave Xiao Xing a little bit of scientific knowledge.

At this moment, Xiao Xing lay on top of my wife, supporting his body with his elbows, holding her shoulders, and using his right hand to hold

his penis , pressing the glans against her anus. At first, when I reached her, my wife involuntarily tightened her anal sphincter.

At this moment I stepped forward and gently stroked her back with my palm to divert her attention. Naturally, she relaxed her body, and slowly

, her anal sphincter changed from tightening to rhythmic contractions, commonly known as opening and closing like a fish's mouth.

At this moment, Xiao Xing understood and seized the opportunity when my wife relaxed her anus to slowly insert his penis.

I immediately reminded Xiao Xing to keep the movements small and the rhythm slow at the beginning of the thrusting. After her discomfort

disappeared , what replaced it was the shame, the feeling of being violated, and the pleasure transmitted by the body brought by anal sex. At that time

, the frequency of thrusting could be increased. Whether to change to different positions depends on the mutual understanding between the two of us.

"Forced penetration is not feasible. It should be done naturally and gradually, like water flowing into a channel.

Sometimes, the woman will even ask to try it. You just need to let her know that anal sex is also a form of intercourse. Just watch

more American adult films. As for the woman's opinion and attitude, there's no need to understand or ask. I think any

normal person would not answer if asked, 'Should I insert a penis into your ass?' right?"

After saying this, all three of them laughed.

From behind, my wife's curves were perfect. Her shoulders, waist, and hips formed a standard S-curve, and her buttocks

were full and round. I dipped my finger in my wife's fluid and gently caressed her vulva with my index finger. I slowly

slid my finger in, and after my finger slowly entered my wife's vagina, I could clearly feel my finger touching Xiao Xing's

penis .

At this moment, my wife unconsciously twisted her buttocks, rubbing herself back and forth, indicating that

she was highly aroused. I signaled to Xiao Xing that we could begin anal sex. Without pausing or waiting, Xiao Xing

's penis was fully inserted into my wife's rectum, slowly thrusting in and out of her not-quite-relaxed anus.

At first, the penis's movement in and out of the anus was not very smooth, causing my wife some pain, and a few beads

of sweat . Xiao Xing's hands were firmly placed on her large buttocks, and his hips swayed powerfully back and forth.

The louder my wife's cries, the more forceful Xiao Xing's movements became. Gradually, the movement of the penis in the anus became smoother, and

the speed increased.

I kept Xiao Xing's penis inserted, ran upstairs to get some KY jelly ointment, squeezed some onto my wife's

buttocks , letting it slide down to her anus, and also squeezed some onto Xiao Xing's penis. My wife bent over again

, allowing Xiao Xing's penis to fully penetrate. Slowly, my wife's anus fully adapted, so

Xiao Xing wrapped his arms around my wife's buttocks and began thrusting with all his might.

After about a hundred thrusts, the anus, being much tighter than the vagina

, made it difficult for Xiao Xing to resist, especially with my wife's seductive demeanor as she deliberately suppressed her moans.

Xiao Xing quickly ejaculated, releasing countless sperm.

After ejaculating, Xiao Xing slowly withdrew his penis and curiously peered into my wife's anus. Her

anus was now swollen and open, with semen continuously flowing out. From

that day on, Xiao Xing's frequency of having sex with my wife increased from two to three times a day!

Another day, after a night of intense passion, the three of us slept until dawn. I was the first to wake up the next morning. When I

opened my eyes, I saw the three of us lying naked, my wife's hand still on Xiao Xing's scrotum, and Xiao Xing's hand

on my wife's swollen breasts. It was truly... [insert suggestive phrase here]. I gave a wry smile, went out of the room to

shower, and wash away the smell of last night's battle.

Shortly after I entered the bathroom, amidst the sound of the shower water, I faintly heard

something . After showering and drying myself, I walked back to the living room, listening intently. I heard my wife

's familiar, lewd moans starting again. Good heavens! The first thing I do after waking up is to have sex again!

Another day, I went to the new city district to withdraw money. No choice, money talks. Only the protagonists in Qiong Yao's novels

can skip work, spending their days in blissful romance without needing to work to earn money. I walked through

the blazing sun into the front door, across the courtyard, and pushed open the wooden door. My wife was wearing a blue knee-length

dress, but the hem had been lifted up to below her neck, exposing her entire breasts.

My wife straddled Xiao Xing, who was busily and vigorously kneading her breasts, fondling them

in . Then my wife turned around, her buttocks facing Xiao Xing, her legs spread wide open, and I could clearly

see her labia exposed in the afternoon sun, a stiff penis between them.

Xiao Xing used his hands to spread my wife's buttocks, then forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina,

all the way in, his lower abdomen slamming against her buttocks with a "smack,"

followed by a series of "smack smack smack" sounds echoing throughout the room.

You ask me if I felt jealous? Saying no would be a lie! There was always a faint sour feeling in my heart. But there was an

unspoken understanding between the three of us: if my wife was in the upstairs room, even if I wasn't there, Xiao Xing couldn't come up.

That was my wife's and my private space for relaxation. If my wife was downstairs,

Xiao Xing could be her guest, as long as she didn't refuse. It was another kind of disguised two husbands in one house!

From Day 16 to Day 18,

there were many liquor stores on the street, almost all selling liquor in jars, with a wide variety. Although my wife

didn't drink much, she was very interested in those "sweet corn liquor" and "kiwi liquor," wanting to smell

what they tasted like. One day, she drank too much at noon and slept until evening, unable to get up, leaving me

to go to for dinner.

Unfortunately, the weather was uncooperative. It had been raining for almost a week in the ancient city, impacting tourism revenue and

eventually causing a landslide that blocked access. However, this didn't stop independent travelers.

I personally witnessed people cycling, hitchhiking, and even walking in.

Having spent about twenty days in the ancient city, I can immediately tell the look on the faces of tourists just

entering . For example, the three bookish-looking tourists sitting diagonally in front of me right now are a good example.

They'd gone through all that trouble to get here hoping for a chance encounter (or even a romantic one), only to be caught in the downpour. Forget about beautiful women, even dinosaurs have

vanished! Besides, music bars are ridiculously expensive. You can't just spend the whole night there on a single bottle of beer. Even the

bar girls give you the cold shoulder, let alone the guys.

Thankfully, one of the three of them is the smart one; they actually know to sneak off to a slow-rock bar to listen to music and admire

the stylish girls. Huh? You're asking how I know all this? Well, Xiao Xing told me. This group has

been coming for three days straight, only ordering one drink each time and sneaking in until closing time. If the owner didn't want them

to stay and attract customers, he would have kicked these three turtles into the river and sent them home long ago. Luckily, they met me, their

savior!

I leisurely took out my iPhone 4 and iPad, using the phone's hotspot to browse

the internet . I watched online TV for a while, then played some mobile games. Sure enough, this attracted

the attention of some tech-savvy guys. Tech gadgets are definitely one of the magic weapons for catching them. One of the bolder young men approached me first, and I

immediately saw through his intentions: he wanted to try his luck at playing with Apple products.

I generously offered them Apple products, and we chatted idly to see what their purpose was. Just as I expected

, they were hoping for a chance encounter! I then explained the situation to these lost sheep, and shared my

experiences traveling throughout Lijiang in Yunnan, Pingyao in Shanxi, Lijiang in Guangxi, and Fenghuang in Hunan. First, they needed to be fashionable; second, they needed deep

pockets ; and third, they needed thick skin (as the old saying goes, even a virtuous woman can be swayed by a persistent husband!). Suddenly, the three of them

realized their trip was hopeless and were all dejected. Ah, the reality of youth!

They played around with the internet, explored Siri's Q&A platform, and tested the 5-megapixel camera...

The three quickly shook off their disappointment and had a great time. Suddenly, the shorter of the three, the nerdy guy,

mysteriously asked me what these pictures were. It turned out he had scrolled through the photo album and seen

the pictures I had taken the night before while my wife was helping Xiao Xing with his penis, along with many lewd pictures of my wife spreading her legs. Actually, I had deliberately taken these;

none of them showed my wife or Xiao Xing's faces.

"Oh, that's the black fungus I ate a few days ago. I took some pictures to remember it." I

finished speaking slowly.

As soon as I said that, all three of them leaned over to admire the pictures: "No way! It looks like pink fungus!

Great ! Great skin..." They started commenting on my wife's photos one after another.

Before long, their eyes lit up and they said to me in unison, "Big brother, please take us to eat black fungus!"

'They've taken the bait!' I thought to myself, but I shook my head and said, "I don't know the way. The waiter at this shop

introduced us." The three of them followed my gaze, and standing there

was Xiao Xing. The three immediately understood and shouted, "Waiter, bring three more bottles of Heineken! No, four,

please." Heh heh... at least they're teachable and respectful.

Xiao Xing leisurely brought over the ice-cold beer, along with a plate of boiled edamame.

Afterwards, the four whispered among themselves, and soon the three quietly left.

Xiao Xing walked over with a smile and said, "Brother Cheng is really good at reading people's minds! The three of them begged me

to catch some chickens for them to eat, but I told them that all the young women in the area have gone out to work, and those with more money

have moved to the new city. Most of the girls in karaoke bars and hair salons are from out of town who come to earn money from tourists or to fleece them. There are no

young and beautiful chickens to eat!"

The short guy immediately retorted, "The guy sitting over there gets to eat!" He was so excited that his voice rose

.

Xiao Xing said calmly, "Big Brother is hooking up with mature women. She's a local, and because her husband isn't ambitious,

she has to shoulder the financial burden of the whole family. She usually helps out or cleans at nearby restaurants or bars

to earn money to support them. If the family is in urgent need of money, she'll take on extra jobs. Aside from not being allowed to have sex, she's very cooperative

in other aspects. Are you two interested?"

Actually, this was a scheme set up by Xiao Xing and me. Even eating abalone and shark fin every day gets boring, so we started looking for

excitement. Xiao Xing was in charge of setting up the leads, and I was in charge of the investigation. Of course, in the end, it only

worked if my wife made the final decision! My wife was probably tired of the same two sausages, or perhaps she felt that a little variety in their sex life would

make it more fun. She understood this perfectly, and not only readily agreed, but also excitedly asked, "When

? When?" She also wanted to meet those three.

The next morning, Xiao Xing somehow managed to get a complete set of local Miao women's clothing—complete with headdress,

breast ornaments, bracelets, and even cloth shoes! He really knew how to do it. My wife praised Xiao Xing's creativity, saying they should do a cosplay

. Since the clothes were all there, of course, they had to try them on immediately. My wife unabashedly

took off her clothes (which were actually just a short dress) in front of us and changed into the Miao costume.

And sure enough! Once my wife put it on, she immediately embodied the Miao ethnic style, looking exactly like a local Miao woman, with

a touch of mystery. However… there was a major inherent limitation! The clothes were incredibly

conservative , completely covering her up and hiding her beautiful figure underneath. All three of us felt the outfit

was inappropriate, but we didn't want to lose the ethnic style.

Suddenly, my wife said, "That's right, Nanako Matsushima is playing a housekeeper, so I'll play the maid!"

"Xiao Xing, go get me a kitchen apron for chopping vegetables."

Before Xiao Xing left, I specifically told him to go to a shop specializing in handicrafts and buy

an eye mask for a New Year's Eve or Christmas party. Although the eye mask was made of plastic, the craftsmanship was quite good, with

silver paint and silver Miao ethnic decorations, which were very harmonious.

My wife put on the dark blue apron that Xiao Xing had bought at the speed of a 100-meter sprinter in the shopping street. The apron

had the words "Zhangjiajie" embroidered on it, as well as a picture of Hallelujah Peak. My wife burst out laughing.

It was so tacky! But she was still very satisfied with this outfit. After twirling around, she playfully struck a pose with her hips

bent over , and said to the two of us in a coquettish voice, "Boss and chef, is there anything else you need

?" Of course! We were going to devour this little lamb. The two hungry tigers pounced, giving this slutty

maid a good beating on the spot, taking turns raping her all day long.

Finally, after enduring until the bar closed, the guys immediately urged Xiao Xing to take them to see something new.

Of course, I, the older brother, was also part of the group. "Come on, one hundred each, pay me first!" Xiao Xing said.

The three of us paid in full, even I had to pull out one hundred yuan to give to Xiao Xing. Good heavens! These days, even seeing your own wife

costs money? This is outrageous!

After Xiao Xing confirmed the money was okay, he immediately put on a smile and said, "Tonight's show is about

seeing as many mature Miao women as you like and letting you masturbate on them once! Bosses, let's go!"

After leaving the bar, Xiao Xing deliberately led everyone across the small bridge over the river to the other side,

the side connecting the old town and the new town. Then, we walked along the road to the upstream of the river, crossed another

concrete , and arrived at a trail leading up the mountain. Xiao Xing turned on the LED function on his phone for

lighting, and I also turned on the iPhone's light app for assistance, walking at the back of the group.

Honestly, wandering around like this in the middle of the night was a bit scary. The psychological factor, coupled with Xiao Xing deliberately taking

detours to create a diversion, was all part of preventing them from discovering our lodgings. After walking up the path for a short while, the whole

group immediately went down again, following a narrow path about one person wide to the back door of a two-story building. Xiao

Xing gently knocked on the door twice before pushing it open and entering. I didn't recognize our lodgings until I saw the furnishings inside

; I almost didn't even recognize it myself!

A woman sat in the room. She wore a round, beaded

hat adorned with dangling ornaments and silver floral embellishments. A seductive silver eye mask couldn't conceal her cunning eyes. She wore four or

five silver bracelets and hand-sewn ankle-length cloth shoes, the black embroidered, turquoise fabric

running from the shoe's edge to her ankles. Aside from these decorations, she wore only an apron;

otherwise naked.

The five of us, including Xiao Xing and me, were utterly dumbfounded! My wife's full breasts bulged the apron, and

her two fair, delicate legs were flawless. My wife's body, which has been subjected to our repeated penetration over the past two weeks, has

undergone subtle changes. Her breasts are slightly larger and rounder than before, rising

and falling slightly with her breathing. The effects of continuous sexual training are truly remarkable!

My wife is currently sitting casually in a chair, her legs spread wide, making it clear to everyone that

she's not wearing anything under her apron. The room is brightly lit, revealing the distinct contours of her labia, and her mons pubis is prominently raised

like a small steamed bun. At this moment, in my eyes, my wife is simply a stunner; any

normal man would want to pounce on her!

After a long pause, Xiao Xing managed to squeeze out a sound from his throat: "Sister Jiang... I brought the person!"

A hint of a smile flickered across his wife's eyes. She deliberately twisted her waist and buttocks, completely parting the labia of her plump vulva

. It was fucking too lewd! Then, she smiled seductively, gently pulled up her apron,

and left her seat to sit at the dining table, spreading her legs to face everyone.

Next, his wife reached her right hand towards her vulva, simultaneously sticking out her sexy little tongue and licking it in

circles . Her left hand went inside her apron and began to caress her breasts. Gradually, her inner thighs

became wet, and her two labia, which had begun to swell with excitement, changed shape continuously with her caresses.

Everyone stared intently at my wife's plump, tender vulva, watching her gently part her

two , revealing her wanton little hole. Her vulva was red and tender,

glistening with the unique sheen of her vaginal fluids. I could feel the smooth, soft flesh inside her vulva, which gripped my

fingers tightly. Her fingers gently teased her plump, tender vulva, which was overflowing with

hot, abundant vaginal fluids, openly displaying the beauty of this slut's tender little hole.

The tender red slit was now soaked with moisture, the trimmed black pubic hair was wet with her fluids, and

the shape of her erect clitoris and wet labia was clearly visible—extremely lewd. Her tender pink labia, glistening with lustful fluids

, parted like a gaping mouth, and everyone's minds were filled with

images from pornographic films—the very moment they wanted to have sex with her.

Then, the wife got off the table, walked in front of us, and pulled down her apron, letting everyone gaze at her snow-white

body. Xiao Xing, finally snapping out of his daze, chimed in with a pretentious introduction: "Although Sister Jiang has had children, she takes excellent

care of herself; her skin is still snow-white and translucent." Her pair of sexy, white breasts bounced out,

firm and full like jade shoots, the small, bean-like pink nipples standing erect on the areolas—utterly alluring! Her waist was slender, her hips round,

her legs shapely and even, her skin smooth and delicate like solidified cream, her abdomen flat, fair and radiant, and her high, plump

vulva covered with a large patch of soft black pubic hair, the narrow slit of flesh faintly visible.

His wife's exquisite, curvaceous, and alluring body was fully exposed, completely naked. At this moment, her

face was flushed, one hand covering her breast, the other her lower abdomen, but she couldn't hide the greedy gazes of the five

men, ten eyes fixed on this sensual, naked scene.

As if by magic, Xiao Xing produced a lifelike penis the size of a black man and said to my wife, "Sister Jiang,

please use this vibrator to masturbate for everyone to see. We want to see how women masturbate." My wife glared at

Xiao , but did not refuse. She climbed back onto the table and squatted down, spreading her legs wide to

expose her private parts completely without any covering.

She caressed her clitoris with one hand and held the vibrator in the other, standing it upright on the table. Then she slowly sat down,

inserting it inch by inch. When it was fully inserted, it made a soft "whoosh" sound. Her vaginal fluid slowly

flowed from the gap between the dildo and her vagina; it turned out my wife was already aroused to the point of overflowing with lubrication. Next, my wife

slowly raised her buttocks to pull the dildo out, then squatted down again and slowly swallowed it, before beginning

to thrust rapidly. It turned out she had only been adjusting to the size earlier.

Xiao Xing then interjected, "This is the first time Sister Jiang has had her

private parts !" Honestly, these words made my wife both shy and excited, with an indescribable sense of pleasure. This

intense feeling of being watched was something she couldn't experience during sex.

Perhaps Xiao Xing hadn't explained things clearly, leading his wife to mistakenly believe he was about to masturbate to orgasm. She cooperated perfectly,

quickly stroking her clitoris with one hand while inserting her white, tender fingers into her anus with the other, coordinating with the dildo's thrusting. Her labia

flipped in and out with each thrust, releasing copious amounts of vaginal fluid that soaked her inner thighs and even the table, leaving her genitals

completely wet!

"Click!" Like turning on a light switch, his wife climaxed! A large amount of clear liquid gushed

out, and she unconsciously let out a soft moan, copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina. Her body convulsed, and she

collapsed weakly onto the table.

After a long while, the wife finally got up and began to serve the audience. She skillfully grasped her full, soft

breasts with both hands, pressed them against the otaku's penis, and began rubbing them up and down. At the same time, her right hand reached back and gently kneaded

his testicles, causing the otaku to ejaculate instantly, shooting thick, fishy-smelling white semen onto her breasts! The wife

first gently took a wet wipe and cleaned his penis, then cleaned the semen off her own body, finally

offering a small bonus—a deep kiss on the otaku's glans!

Next, it was the otaku's turn. The wife elegantly took off her shoes and used her smooth, pink heels,

rounded ankles, satin-like insteps, and jade-like feet to perform footjob on him. She used the soles of her feet to touch his

glans , spreading her toes to clamp and rub his penis, letting the otaku's rosy glans slide and rub under her toes

. An unprecedented sensation surged through everyone's lower abdomen. Under the rubbing of her toes, the penis began to secrete a clear liquid from the urethral

opening , the flowing mucus all getting onto the soles of his wife's feet, leaving faint

marks... Before long, the otaku B was also relieved!

Guy C couldn't hold back any longer. While my wife was cleaning Guy B's penis, he squeezed to the side

and shouted, "My turn! My turn!" My wife always hated impatient men like this,

so she decided to use her trump card. She made him turn around, lie face down on the table with his legs slightly apart, and then she squatted behind him. Her right hand

went under his crotch, grasped his testicles, and started rubbing them. Her left hand went around his waist and started stroking his

penis , while she gently blew hot air onto his anus.

He ejaculated in less than a minute! After his wife cleaned his penis, she

playfully flicked his droopy little bird with her slender finger, eliciting laughter from everyone and slightly

lessening the lewd feeling.

Then, his wife's gaze swept in my direction, and I quickly waved my hand, saying, "I'll just look, that's fine

." But inwardly I thought, 'Are you kidding me! If you took care of me here, would I be able to satisfy

you tonight?'

After watching tonight's lewd performance, everyone walked back with a lighter step, and the three otaku, A, B, and C,

were especially refreshed! At least their trip wasn't in vain; they could go back and slowly relive the scene, and have a good blast with their handguns

!

The following afternoon, my wife went out alone for coffee and a slice of homemade cheesecake.

As usual, , going without underwear and wearing only a short skirt; a black half-

length bra peeked out from under her light-colored top, and her rounded buttocks curved gracefully upwards beneath the skirt. Her long, shapely legs were clad in flesh-colored

overalls, exuding an alluring charm. It was clear that the voluptuous allure of a mature woman possessed a captivating

, almost flamboyant, allure; she appeared both seductive and sexy.

Just over thirty minutes after she left, I received a message from Line on my phone. My wife used

a smug emoji to tell me, "There are three flies flying around outside the coffee shop window. Come

over and swat them!"

I went out to investigate, full of suspicion, and soon saw the three guys standing by the roadside, constantly

peering into a shop. I quietly approached them from behind and suddenly asked, "

What ?" One of them, a real coward, actually jumped up in fright! Hehehe…

they leaned closer to me mysteriously and said, "Hey bro, isn't that lady inside pretty?"

I curiously looked into the shop, and lo and behold… wasn't that my wife inside?

At that moment, my wife was wearing a pair of white high-heeled strappy sandals—the kind with two thin straps across the instep

, very sexy sandals—and her toes were slender and

fair. She happened to be sitting right in front of us, her shoulder-length hair obscuring most of her face as she looked down at a book. Her sweet temperament and elegant demeanor made it hard not to

glance at her.

She wore a white silk blouse, which subtly revealed a pair of full, jade-like breasts covered by a black bra, and

a khaki tight-fitting short skirt. Beneath the skirt were a pair of long, slender, and fair legs—smooth and

delicate , encased in sheer, flesh-colored stockings—how alluring!

Just then, Line's message notification sounded again. His wife had written, "Why is there

another ?"

I half-heartedly coaxed them by offering to buy them drinks before finally shooing the three flies away. Otherwise, the place

would be packed with onlookers, three layers deep. The ancient city is nothing

special, except for the sheer number of people!

The four of them moved to sit on the stone steps by the river, sipping bubble tea and excitedly discussing

the romantic . The more they talked, the more outrageous and lewd their stories became. In the end, they even

brought up threesomes, gang rape, anal sex, and SM. I wasn't angry at all; in fact, I quite sympathized and felt a sense of pride. While I was listening, my hands weren't

idle either. I relayed every bit of the spicy conversation I overheard to my wife, who was drinking coffee. I

just couldn't believe she could still elegantly drink her coffee after seeing this.

Suddenly, Xiao Xing appeared as if by magic. Before I could greet him, Xiao Xing asked first

, "What do you want?" (Three hundred words omitted) Simply put, the group of otaku

were wanted to spend all their money before they left. They had offered two hundred dollars!

The only condition was a fashionable style, preferably like the pretty ladies in the coffee shop. Now it was Xiao Xing's turn to

be confused !

As night fell, the barbecue stalls in the old and new towns lit up one by one, like stars in the sky.

My wife, Xiao Xing, and I went into a couples' health store (a sex toy store) in the basement of a residential building

to buy clothes. To be honest, the selection was very limited, and the prices were not cheap, even 20-30% more expensive than

on . The lack of items wasn't a problem; what I hated most was the boss's lecherous gaze constantly

lingering on my wife. Normally, I wouldn't mind, but at that moment, I really wanted to beat the lecherous old man up.

Annoyed as I was, we each got what we needed. He made his money, and we bought the clothes we needed. We

spent three Mao Zedong bills—could it be that the bandits from Wulong Mountain hadn't been wiped out and had escaped to the city to do business?

The group filed in and saw my wife standing in the room. She was now displayed before

us , wearing a blue and white elastic side-slit mini-skirt that fully showcased her shapely legs, making one's

mind wander. The worst part was that her legs were encased in long stockings, the delicate lace trim clinging tightly to her

soft thighs, the skin at the seam slightly concave. On her feet were a pair of transparent

, platform high heels with thick, high heels and wide, transparent straps, revealing her neatly manicured

toenails peeking through the transparent surface.

Today's scenario was the same: no intercourse, but this time, touching and licking were allowed. My wife even added a

bizarre condition: four options to choose from—mouth, breasts, vagina, and anus—each person could only choose one, and

once an option was used, the next person couldn't choose it again. This was clearly a blatant scheme by my wife to have three holes played with at once, plus to have

her breasts' erogenous zones stimulated—what kind of condition was that?

The four buddies looked at each other, exchanging glances, and finally decided to draw lots to choose their options. My luck with the lot

has never been particularly good or bad, and I drew option four: anus.

I won't go into details about the scene of giving oral sex with a condom and helping with the milk spray, but I saw the otaku A kneeling on his side next to

my wife's face, holding his penis with his hand and aiming it at her mouth, moving his waist up and down, letting his penis thrust in and out of her mouth

. This pleasure was like an electric shock, making him groan softly.

The nerdy guy, let's call him B, unbuttoned his wife's blouse, revealing a red lace bra on both sides. He

stared intently at her breasts, watching them tremble

beneath . He pulled the bra up, leaving her breasts quivering before him.

Then he licked her nipples, again and again, sucking and gently biting the tender flesh. Her

white breasts were bitten on the left, then sucked on the right, saliva wetting both. The continuous sucking

made her nipples erect, causing her body to tremble violently, her lips to quiver, and she excitedly

moaned in front of everyone.

However, the quick-draw king (the new nickname of otaku C) had good luck and drew number three: pussy. He still

impatiently pulled down his shorts, took out his penis and rubbed it inside my wife's vagina, using the glans

to tuck the thin string of the red thong between her labia. He kept stroking the dark pubic hair and pink labia with his penis, letting

the glans fully feel the wetness of the woman's genitals. My wife cooperated with his actions very well, tightening her buttocks and

squeezing her legs together, allowing his penis to thrust in and out between her legs as a substitute for intercourse.

However, this time the quick-draw king had learned his lesson. Just before ejaculating, he withdrew his penis and used his hands to spread his wife's legs

apart. He kneaded her clitoris, which was the size of a grain of rice, with his fingers, and stroked the surrounding dark and beautiful pubic hair. He

then inserted two fingers into her vagina, stroking up and down along the tender red flesh, and kept teasing and probing her vaginal opening. Her wet,

lustful fluids covered his fingers.

Besides his fingers, he even used his tongue! He licked my wife's already wet and sticky vaginal opening with his tongue,

gently sucking on her erect, teardrop-shaped clitoris from time to time. His fingers were still exploring inside her vagina, sometimes going in and sometimes

out, sometimes probing and sometimes pressing. It's truly unbelievable how skilled the Quick-Gunman's fingers and tongue are. The old saying, "Everyone

has a strength," is certainly true!

My wife couldn't bear such lewd caresses and teasing; her vagina was tingling with pleasure, and she was constantly writhing her naked

body, panting softly, her cherry lips trembling as she pleaded and moaned, her body trembling with sweat, and her vaginal fluids

flowing like a stream. The Quick-Gunman continued to lick her vagina with his tongue, occasionally nudging and rubbing

her clitoris with the tip of his nose, sucking and gently biting her tender labia with his lips.

My luck was indeed as I predicted—a mix of good and bad. My wife was currently lying on Xiao Xing's

bed, with a man serving her head, chest, and genitals. I couldn't very well hide under the bed and poke my

wife's anus, could I? It was truly amazing!

My wife was being caressed by the combined forces until her whole body was tingling with pleasure, her desire ignited, and her heart was filled with yearning. She was bursting with

naked lust, her desire so intense that she desperately needed a man's large penis to fill her little cunt. She was panting heavily,

her cheeks flushed, and her eyes were languid. She had lost her reason and couldn't care less about shame, completely revealing

the intensity of her inner desire.

The three otaku, A, B, and C, very tacitly, simultaneously gave her oral sex, facials, and ejaculated externally, while

Xiao Xing and I, standing on either side, already had huge bulges in our pants, thinking about how we would properly relieve our lust later.

Next, it was my turn. I could tell my wife had already reached orgasm, and it would probably take me a while to arouse her

again . As I thought about it, my gaze swept over everyone present

, and an idea suddenly struck me. I said, "Can I make a deal? I'd like to

exchange taking pictures, so we can take a few as souvenirs."

Instantly, three lines appeared on my wife's face! Little Xing, quick-witted, immediately added, "Of course, you can't

take pictures of Jiang Jie's face, right?" Everyone nodded in agreement, turning to look at my wife. Reluctantly, she

nodded in agreement as well.

So, I handed the phone to Little Xing, letting him be the photographer. Since we agreed to only take six pictures,

The group of perverts went to great lengths to take the most obscene photos possible. The first photo showed a wife squatting behind

a man, stroking his penis, caressing his testicles, and licking his anus. Guy A immediately got an erection from this!

The second photo showed breast sex, with the man's penis sandwiched between his wife's breasts, while

the woman stretched out her tongue to lick his glans. This one was also quite effective! After just a little stimulation

, Guy B was immediately awestruck.

The third photo showed my wife sideways with one leg straddling a small chair, and Guy C standing

behind her, his wife's slender hand guiding Guy C's penis and rubbing it against her vulva. Rubbing and rubbing, like

Aladdin's lamp, it produced a magic wand.

Next, it was my turn. I swaggered to the bed, plopped down on the edge, and then had my wife straddle

me. I gestured for her to hook her legs with her hands, forming an "M" shape to fully

expose so the camera could capture the view. My hands weren't idle either; I

spread her two snow-white buttocks apart, deliberately exposing her private parts to everyone and the camera—this is the framing for photo four.

After taking the individual photos, photos five and six were group shots. Photo five shows all five of us in the frame

. One person lay down on the bed first, and then my wife climbed onto the bed, adjusting her position so her

breasts could be sucked. I then followed, kneeling behind my wife, assuming a position to penetrate her from behind. The remaining

two simply got on the bed as well, kneeling on either side of his head, making his wife perform

the lewd act of licking his penis. Luckily, mobile phone cameras nowadays have ultra-wide-angle designs, otherwise it would have been really difficult to get everyone

in the frame. The last picture is purely for remembrance, with the six of them lined up, all making a "ya" sign.

Stepping outside, looking up at the sky, the midnight sky was dotted with stars, and the crisp, slightly chilly air

cleared their minds. The rustling of footsteps was the only culprit disturbing the peace; no one wanted

to speak.

Day 23

"Shall we give Xiao Xing a gift?"

"Sure, what should we give her?" his wife asked innocently.

"Of course, it's to let him eat you, you little slut!" I chuckled wickedly.

I led her to the small table where we usually ate, which was slightly lower than my wife's thighs,

about 50 centimeters wide and 100 centimeters long. I took a bamboo pole about 40 centimeters long and placed it

behind her knees, then tied a knot in the rope between her thighs and calves, tightly binding the bamboo pole behind her legs so

she couldn't bend her knees and could only stand upright.

Next, I spread her legs apart and tied her ankles to the legs on either side of the table. Then I

twisted her hands behind her back, so her left hand grabbed her right arm and her right hand grabbed her other arm, stacking them together and tying them

securely with the rope. Then, another rope was found and wrapped twice around her arms.

The rope , pulling her arms closer together and stretching them back to their maximum extent. A knot was then tied behind her back to secure the rope.

The remaining rope was then wrapped around the already bound arms, and the rope was pulled upwards to

shorten , leaving her arms hanging behind her.

Next, a gag was taken out, with a ring in the center and leather straps on both sides. She was ordered to open her mouth, and

the ring was placed horizontally into her mouth. The leather straps were then wrapped around the back of her head, leaving only the straps to tighten, making the ring inside

her mouth stand upright, forcing her mouth open to its maximum extent.

After , only the final step remained, and this was the most classic.

I took another rope, tied it to the rope across her breasts, then wrapped it

behind her back crossed it, and brought it back to her chest, this time tying it under her breasts. I tightened the rope, tied a knot, and then

threaded one end through her cleavage, securing it to the rope across her breasts. The pressure from these two ropes pushed her

breasts out a little further. At this point, I felt my wife's breasts were much larger than usual; I

had never seen them so big before. It must be because she was excited!

I pushed my wife face down on the table, so that her breasts were hanging off the edge. Then, I took

the short rope that was still hanging in front of her chest, wrapped it around her waist from under the table, pulled it down hard, and tied it securely under the table, so that her abdomen was completely pressed against

the tabletop , and her body could no longer move. My rope-tying technique was more refined than Yoshio San's before;

it was a complete transformation, a new evolution. (Please see: "Stories of Disciplining My Wife in Mainland China" (Part 12) Goodbye!

Yoshio San Part 2).

Why tie a wooden stick behind my wife's legs? Because the tabletop was lower than her spread thighs.

If her knees couldn't bend and her abdomen was pressed tightly against the tabletop, her buttocks would stick out high, completely exposing

her lower body . Moreover, her spread legs caused her labia to separate as well, making her look like

a little female dog (a bit unpleasant to hear) waiting for a man to mate. Ironically, this humiliating

position gave my wife a strange and inexplicable pleasure.

Finally, I knelt behind her and helped her put on her shoes. They were her favorite peep-toe heels, with

heels a full 8 centimeters high! After putting them on, I lifted her heels off the ground, making her lie on her tiptoes.

The high heels not only created a sexy and beautiful visual effect but also provided additional assistance,

raising her buttocks even higher.

The binding was completed before Xiao Xing came home from work that evening. I was very satisfied and

took a picture as a souvenir. I even took out my penis and tested it on my wife's mouth, vagina, and anus.

After confirming the angle and height were perfect, I used a large bed sheet to cover my wife and the table.

Next, all that was left was to turn off the main light, take out a four-inch cheesecake, and light the candles to celebrate Xiao Xing's birthday.

The moment I lifted the sheet, Xiao Xing's eyes widened in disbelief, her eyes practically shining!

At this moment, saliva was constantly dribbling from the corners of my wife's mouth (because her mouth was stretched open by the O-ring), flowing down

her cheeks and dripping onto the table. Her body

was writhing … making me want to rush up to her (not to untie her, but to fuck her).

Oh, and I also helped my wife put on flesh-colored stockings that reached her upper thighs, then tore several holes in them, making

her look like she had been raped. The SM torture effect I deliberately created was very suggestive, and effective…

Absolutely perfect! This was probably the first time Xiao Xing had ever seen Sister Jiang being subjected to SM humiliation. He was so excited that his penis was

the most swollen and thickest he had ever seen. Without hesitation, he pounced on her and began to enjoy his birthday feast…

Around midnight, I heard the noise downstairs stop, the lights in the front bathroom turn on, and the sound of running water.

Only then did I go downstairs to clean up the mess. As I went down, I softly called my wife's name, but there was no

response . It wasn't until I reached the table that I heard my wife's even breathing. I didn't know if she was asleep or unconscious. I

couldn't tell, but what I did know was that my wife's mouth, vagina, and anus were covered in semen. Her labia minora were turned

inside out, her vaginal opening was swollen and red, and her anus was so badly penetrated that it was practically blooming open and couldn't close! Sigh...

Looks like I won't be able to use it

tonight .

As the green leaves on the trees begin to turn yellow, it means autumn is approaching. Even the sweetest dreams will

be shattered by the dawn. Although the days passed one by one, none of the three spoke of it aloud. Day and

night , upstairs and downstairs, the "one house, two husbands" pattern continued, but they all understood that all good things must come to an end.

If there was any change, it was probably that Xiao Xing was having sex with my wife more frequently.

It seemed he knew time was running out, and he was desperately trying to extract the passion for sex

and the wonderful sensations of physical contact from Jiang Jie.

"Honey, I'm going downstairs now!" On the night before leaving the ancient city, I made an exception and let my wife spend

the night with Xiao Xing.

Sitting at her vanity, my wife carefully applied makeup and meticulously groomed her eyebrows, trying to

sculpt to perfection. Only when she heard Xiao Xing turn off the lights and prepare for bed did she remove

all her clothes, spray perfume behind her ears, on her neck and inner thighs, and slip on her sexiest high heels

before striding downstairs. A sudden surge of jealousy and a faint bitterness welled up inside me, and my eyes instantly

reddened.

Lying in bed, lost in thought, I gazed at the bright moon through the glass window. Despite it being

a full moon , the moon outside the window wasn't particularly round. Cool sunlight climbed the stairs to the second floor,

seeping into the room through the crack in the door. The downstairs light was turned on again. A drowsy feeling mingled with the sounds of things being moved and tables and chairs

being moved Xiao Xing must have invented a new way to make love, intending to try it on my wife. Lost in

thought, I drifted off to sleep.

When the morning light entered the room with the sound of the rushing river, I

awoke . My wife's even breathing drew my attention. She was curled up

beside me, sleeping peacefully. I gazed at her for a long time, noticing her brow furrowing occasionally. Had she gone too far last night and been

upset?

My wife woke up slowly soon after, but neither of them wanted to pack. It wasn't until the

deadline arrived that they mustered their energy, hastily stuffing their clothes into their suitcases before heading downstairs. Downstairs, Xiao Xing was nowhere to be

found; only two steaming bowls of rice noodles and a note remained. The handwriting was messy, but the meaning was

clear: "Brother Cheng, Sister Jiang, I'm not good at saying goodbye, so I won't say goodbye to you

. There's a painting in the tube hanging on the door; I'm giving it to you as a souvenir. Have a safe journey!"

I gently locked the door, tossed the key through the window, and peered through the iron bars. The furnishings were the

same, but they had lost their presence. After crossing the bridge over the ancient city with our luggage, my wife and I turned back to look at

the riverbank. A familiar figure stood there, intently sketching. It all seemed like yesterday, as if nothing had happened

! Only the sound of the suitcase wheels turning clearly echoed from the road, urging tourists to leave.

Several weeks later, I took the painting out of the tube. The nude woman in the painting was half-

reclined out that the night before our departure, Xiao Xing hadn't

made love to her; instead, he had painted a picture for her. I don't know much about art, but I could see the care and

meaning . I grabbed my wallet from the table and ran towards the post office. I wanted to send this painting back to Xiao Xing; it

was his most precious memory.

(To be continued)

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