[My Wife's Moans] (06)

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Author: Bamboo Bell Published on 2018/3/4 First
Posted on Forum : Yes Word Count: 3611 　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter 　　Six The next day, I went to the company to check the situation. Looking at the server, although it was new, it was a three-year-old model, theoretically capable of installing Windows 2000. After questioning the only network administrator, I learned that the accompanying installation disk didn't have a corresponding Windows 2000 bootloader, so he assumed it couldn't be installed. 　　Sigh! This guy is only as good as an internet cafe manager, and very irresponsible at that. Can't he check? Can't he use Baidu? 　　I inserted the USB drive and booted from PE. A test showed that Windows 2000 could indeed be installed. 　　Start debugging now? It should be done in about an hour. But—, let's take it slow, we need to play around for a few more days. Besides, rushing it would be disrespectful to the network administrator. 　　So, I haphazardly fiddled with the system configuration, pretending to debug. Finally, I told the administrator I needed to go back and check the original information. Back at the hotel, I announced that everyone could do as they pleased in the afternoon. 　　I was just about to take a good nap so I could go to the night market later, and maybe even go karaoke if those guys didn't have any special plans. Just then, Xiaoyu called – pure harassment. Pure harassment! 　　Turns out this guy was also in this city, at an eco-tourism resort nearby. What a coincidence! It was his dad's old friend's birthday, but his dad was in the US, tied up with business, and couldn't go. Since Xiaoyu was in China, not too far away, he came to congratulate his old friend on his dad's behalf. 　　Xiaoyu invited me to dinner tomorrow night. Before leaving, he threw me a question: "Do you know what's most famous around here ? Girl!" 　　Sigh! A leopard can't change its spots! 　　The next day, we continued testing. Of course, no results! I'd hinted to both of my men, and they understood . After a perfunctory discussion, they again excused themselves to go back and continue researching, and then withdrew. This time, they just dismissed us at the door, each going off to do their own thing. 　　With nothing to do and the hotel not far from my accommodation, I strolled around. Suddenly, a chubby girl in a maid outfit handed me a flyer. 　　Anime convention! Cosplay! Right next to the stadium. Since I had nothing else to do, and this was a coincidence, I decided to check it out. The 30 yuan entrance fee wasn't too expensive. However, the cosplay was incredibly rough. Was it at an elementary school level? Some might ! The anime merchandise being sold was also nothing to write home about. Sigh! China's animation industry still has a long way to go! 　　I took a quick look around and was about to leave when I saw Xiao Wang and his sister Xiao Qian. The two of them were happily taking photos with cosplayers. Their sweet atmosphere didn't seem like that of siblings at all. Of course, maybe that's just how they interact. Anyway, it's none of my business. As long as they don't cause me trouble. 　　That evening, I got into a taxi and showed the driver the address Xiao Yu had sent me. It took half an hour to get there! 　　Xiao Yu was idly smoking by the door. 　　"Long time no see. I knew you were busy, so I didn't bother you. It's such a coincidence that we ran into each other while we were out of town! What a coincidence!" Xiao Yu said as he led me inside. 　　"I'm on a business trip and I still run into you. What a strange fate!" 　　"Get lost!" 　　"Let's get some white wine later." 　　"Why not red wine? I just ordered a nice bottle." 　　"You drink red wine like it's water. What a waste!" 　　"Are you unhappy if you don't tease me?" 　　"Yeah! A kindred spirit!" 　　"Get lost!" 　　Xiao Yu wasn't lying; it really was good wine. It was from a winery in Crimea, Russia. After all, it's the wine of the Russians , so the alcohol content was a bit high. Xiao Yu and I finished the whole bottle, and I was starting to feel a bit dizzy. 　　I was dazed as Xiao Yu led me to the hot springs. In the small hot spring pool, Xiao Yu kept sending text messages, seemingly contacting someone. I asked him, and he gave me a mysterious smile—it was a secret. He added that I'd find out . Something good was going on. But judging from the occasional lewd smile he gave me, it wasn't anything good. 　　A little while later, Xiaoyu asked me if I wanted to try a special aphrodisiac bath. I immediately remembered my inadequacy with Xiaoling and was quite interested in trying it. 　　About ten minutes later, the waiter announced that it was ready. We followed him there, and even before entering the bath, we were greeted by the strong aroma of herbs. Soaking in it, I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I did feel a bit different. 　　I soaked for about half an hour. Xiaoyu asked me, "Let's go have some fun. Today's is different. I contacted them for ages to get it." 　　I knew what he meant. Women, to be precise, prostitutes. I shook my head. "You know that. Have fun on your own." 　　As he was leaving, this guy said, "You're just too serious. You can't let loose. You're missing out on the greatest pleasure a man can have in his life!" 　　Perhaps Xiaoyu was right. Actually, what man wouldn't be tempted by something like this, especially since Xiaoling is so conservative? But, whether it's my upbringing or Xiaoling's sake, I can't overcome that mental hurdle. 　　I soaked in the bath alone for a while, and suddenly felt sleepy. So I went back to my room to rest. Xiaoyu had booked a large room with a living room inside and two separate lounges on either side. I chose the left one, closed the door, and fell asleep. 　　"Ah—ah—," Xiaoling's moaning rang in my ears. I instinctively reached out to hug her, but found nothing. Where was my wife? And where was that moaning coming from? 　　I sat up abruptly, my head spinning. Then, by the moonlight, I realized this wasn't my house. After a moment's thought, I remembered where I was. 　　That moaning woman must have been brought here by Xiaoyu. Couldn't she have been a little quieter?! 　　But it was strange, though; the moaning sounded like Xiaoling's voice. If I didn't know she was home, I would have suspected that she and Xiaoyu were having an affair in the room across the hall. 　　It's unbelievable that their voices sounded so similar. This piqued my immense curiosity. I carefully opened the door.

Light peeked through the crack in the door across the street, which wasn't fully closed. No wonder the woman's moans were so clear.

They were unlike any moans I'd ever heard before. My wife, Xiaoling's, moans were soft, shy, and deliberately suppressed.
Then there were the exaggerated, strained, and affected moans from BT/eMule downloads—mostly faked. But
the woman beneath Xiaoyu was so alluring. There was no trace of pretense; it was
so real, I could feel her release of desire, and it thrilled me.

Xiaoyu often boasted about his prowess in bed after drinking. As a close friend, I
knew exactly how many moles he had. His penis was certainly well-endowed. And these fluctuating moans
said it all.

Sometimes they were rapid moans every one or two seconds, sometimes long moans lasting over ten seconds.
Either way, it was a deep, heartfelt satisfaction. It was like
the exhilarating , or the hunger of a tiger finally able to feast. In short, the woman's moans and groans were filled with
the release and indulgence of desire.

Although it was very improper, I couldn't resist my curiosity and peeked through the crack in the door.

On the bed, two mounds of white, tender flesh, the man burly, the woman alluring.

Xiao Yu's penis was much larger than usual, like a rolling pin, thick, long, and hard.
It was dripping wet, thrusting powerfully into the woman's tight, slippery, red, tender vagina. Each thrust
was accompanied by a muffled, seductive moan, and even through the door, the air was thick with lust.

The two finally stopped their French kiss, and Xiao Yu straightened up, lifting the woman's legs onto his shoulders. Only then
could I see the woman's face and upper body. Not only her voice, but her figure and appearance were also somewhat similar. No wonder they were
brothers; their aesthetic standards were similar. It must be what people call great minds think alike.

Her large, pinkish-red breasts stood proudly erect. Xiaoyu gripped them like reins, squeezing them
almost until they were twisted, his hips thrusting rapidly. Even I, standing outside the door, felt a pang of pain. But the beauty's legs
trembled slightly, her buttocks arching upwards to meet Xiaoyu's thrusts, her flesh quivering in the air.

With a suppressed cry, the beauty clutched the sheets frantically. It must have been an orgasm. To be honest
, this was the first time I'd ever witnessed a woman's orgasm. Although I'd done so much with Xiaoling, and although
I was quite vigorous when we first got married, the reserved Xiaoling always held back, suppressing her desires. I
rarely witnessed any signs of female arousal.

Was it all worth it? With a traditional wife like Xiaoling, the lack of intimacy in our relationship was a
significant drawback. Was I just guarding a clean but remote little village? Although
it's tranquil, it's impossible to experience the prosperity and hustle of a big city, or
the dazzling .

I remember a jerk once said, "When you finally manage to reach heaven after all your hard work, you find that even the gatekeepers
have gone to hell."

But these are just daydreams now. My impotence, ejaculating in just a few minutes, even without moral
constraints , would only make me a laughingstock for other women. Although Xiaoling is traditional, conservative, and lacks romantic understanding,
I've wronged her now. Hearing what sounded like Xiaoling's moans again, I sighed, wondering
when could ride like Xiaoyu.

In a daze, the beauty under Xiaoyu was my wife, Xiaoling, pushed down on the bed and pinned beneath him.
Xiaoling's long, slender, white legs were roughly spread apart by Xiaoyu, lifted high, and hoisted onto his shoulders.
His penis, much larger than mine, trembled wildly between Xiaoling's legs. Meanwhile, Xiaoling's lower body was already a mess,
her pubic hair , clung to her labia majora in clumps.

The glans, almost the size of an egg, was gradually swallowed by Xiaoling's clitoris. As it withdrew, the layers of
tender flesh inside her vagina were turned inside out. As it thrust in, her labia minora were pulled into Xiaoling's vagina by the thick penis; Xiaoyu
's thing was just too big, too long.

With Xiaoyu's labor below and the roaming of his tongue and hands over Xiaoling's body, Xiaoling's state
gradually improved . Her buttocks rose to meet the onslaught of Xiaoyu's large penis.
The vaginal fluid squeezed out by the penis flowed down her buttocks, soaking Xiaoling's tight anus.

When I pulled away from my fantasy, I found my right hand in my pants, gripping my erect penis and thrusting
rapidly . Meanwhile, in the room, Xiaoyu was diligently and wildly working on a strange beauty.

How wonderful it would be if I had such a large and skilled penis. Xiaoling would be fucked to orgasm under my crotch
, begging for mercy. But that was just a thought.

I couldn't watch anymore. How embarrassing would it be if I got caught!

Back in my bathroom, the fantasy of Xiaoyu and Xiaoling wouldn't leave my mind. So I
continued, listening to the increasingly loud, even hoarse moans outside, imagining
how being fucked by Xiaoyu's weapon. The thrusting in different positions, even bondage, torture, and ejaculation inside her, facials,
and so on.

Until I was completely exhausted, I finally ejaculated…

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