The Fall of Xiaojing, the Beloved Wife

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"Finally finished unpacking, I'm exhausted!" I lazily collapsed onto the bed, looking at the pristine white ceiling of our new bedroom and the man busily unpacking in front of me, and smiled happily. My name is Wu Xiaojing, I'm 29 years old, and I've been married to my husband for four years. We have a lovely three-year-old son. Because of work, we leave our child with his grandparents, so we mostly enjoy our own little world. Today is our housewarming day. After seeing off our well-wishers, we're unpacking our love nest. The busy man in front of me is my husband, tall and handsome. We started dating in college, and our friends all say we're a perfect match. We were a match made in heaven, inseparable all the time, our sweetness making others envious. My husband proposed on graduation day. His meticulous care and love during our years at school made me certain he was the one for me, so I said yes without hesitation. After graduation, my husband was hired by a large local company, while I was accepted by a local government agency. A year later, after our jobs were stable, we held our wedding. Amidst the blessings of all our relatives and friends, my husband placed a diamond ring, a symbol of eternal love, on my finger. At that moment, I shed tears of happiness and gave him a deep kiss. This man before me was the one I would grow old with and spend my life with. [http://zhengxing8.com](http://zhengxing8.com) Asian Japan Zone 1, Zone 2, Zone 3 Online No Recharge, all the vows of love are gathered in this deep kiss. In the second year of our marriage, the fruit of our love was born. In order to make our little family happier, we both worked even harder. Finally, in the third year, we bought a house of our own and had our own little nest. After more than half a year of renovation, we moved into our new home today. I stood up and pounced on my husband, teasing him. He turned around, picked me up and threw me onto the bed, and pressed his whole body against me. "Ah, let me go, you big pervert!" "Hehe, wife, you seduced me, see how I punish you." "No, I'm tired after a long day, and you still want to make things worse." "Today is our happy day of moving into our new home, let's take this opportunity to make our first big move after moving in." "Watch free adult videos" Actually, the joy of moving into the new home, coupled with the flirting with my husband earlier, aroused my desire. I took the initiative to hug his neck and kiss him passionately. My husband frantically tore at my clothes, and soon we were "naked." He pressed me down on the bed and kissed my way down my neck to my chest, teasing my nipples with his tongue, one of his favorite spots. I'm quite thin, but my breasts aren't small at all, almost a D cup. They're the type where you have cleavage even without squeezing them when wearing a low-cut top, and the cleavage gets deeper when you squeeze them. Plus, I've breastfed my child, so my nipples are a little larger. And after weaning, my breasts didn't sag but instead became even bigger and firmer, so my husband always loves to touch them. While kissing me, he put his hand between my legs and teased my vagina with his fingers. Although I've had a child, because I like fitness and yoga, I regained vaginal tightness a year and a half after giving birth through targeted exercises, and my husband always ejaculates quickly when he enters me. I have a very sensitive constitution. In his gentle kisses and caresses, I felt my whole body heat up, my legs were wet and sticky, and I felt a sense of emptiness. My husband couldn't resist either. He spread my long legs and thrust his penis straight into me. "Ah!" A feeling of fullness came from my lower body. My husband lay on top of me, vigorously fucking me. "Mmm...husband, you're so good, mmm...harder...ah...so good...faster..." I gasped. "Hehe, is it good, wife? I'll fuck you to death, you little slut." "Ah...husband, you're so good...keep going...harder..." "Hehe, let's add some more excitement." He grabbed one of my hands and buried his head under my other armpit. I instinctively felt something was wrong, and sure enough, his free hand pressed against my anus. My anus is another place my husband is interested in, and quite interested in at that. Every time we make love, he tries his best to caress it. He says my anus is beautiful, like a budding daisy, making him want to play with it, and he says he'll take it sooner or later. Because I had already given myself to my ex-boyfriend before I met my husband, and I am his first woman, he's always a little resentful that he didn't get my virginity. Although he doesn't say it, I can feel it, so he often hints at wanting to take my anal virginity. I'm a rather traditional woman, and anal sex is the last thing I can accept. Sometimes when I see my husband watching those Japanese adult films, with those actresses having a penis inserted into their anus and moaning ecstatically, I wonder, does that place even produce pleasure? Back to reality, my husband keeps fucking me and constantly runs his fingers between my vagina and anus, using my vaginal fluid as lubricant to make it easier for him to penetrate me. Just as he was about to finish applying the ointment, I don't know where the strength came from, but I pushed his head away, quickly reached down and pried his hand off, rescuing my little asshole from danger. "Good wife, give me a little help." "You bad boy, no, get away!" My husband was a little disappointed by my strong opposition, but immediately resumed his assault on me. The intense sex lasted for several minutes, and my husband sped up. "Wife, you're too tight down there, I'm going to cum." [Damn it, no way! I've only just started to feel it, how can you cum?] I screamed internally, but on the surface, I had to pretend to be very intoxicated and satisfied. With a burst of speed, my husband suddenly pulled out and ejaculated on my belly, then lay down next to me, panting heavily. Sigh, if there's one flaw in my husband, it's his sexual ability. Although he's thirty, his sexual age is more like that of an elderly person. Since we got together, I've never had an orgasm more than five times. The first year of our marriage was better, but then I gradually became weak, unsatisfied with both frequency and duration, especially after having a baby. That year, we didn't even have enough sex to fill an arm. It's been slightly better in the last two years. I understand; taking care of a child is exhausting, and my husband is in the prime of his career, so this lack of stamina is understandable. But ultimately, I'm a healthy woman with a strong sex drive, and I have strong needs. While I understand, physical needs still need to be met, so sometimes I relieve myself through masturbation. Evenings were no exception. After my husband fell asleep, I secretly took the vibrator I bought online to the living room sofa and started to take care of myself. I spread my legs wide, exposing my vulva to the air. One hand gently pinched my nipple, while the other hand slowly pressed the vibrator against my nipple. "Hiss...so stimulating...so comfortable...mmm...I'm about to come..." I moaned softly, my hands roaming over my body, slowly inserting the vibrator into my vagina, fantasizing about my husband ravaging me... Listening to my husband's snoring from the bedroom, I felt a little resentful. With such a beautiful and delicate woman like me by his side, he still went to watch porn! I was furious! Since you fantasize about playing with other women, then I'll fantasize about other men playing with your wife, humph! So I imagined myself as an actress in porn, my whole body being caressed by men, kissing my lips, rubbing my nipples, thrusting into my vagina, all recorded by the camera. This fantasy acted like a fuse, igniting my lust. My entire being surged with desire; my resentment towards my husband, my long-suppressed passion, and my unbridled fantasies all erupted at once, sending me to a climax. I hadn't had an orgasm in a long time, and for a moment I was lost in the blissful sensation, unable to pull myself away. A few minutes later, I recovered from the afterglow and looked around, suddenly startled. The scene before me was this: I, a beautiful wife, leaning back on the sofa with my legs wide open, a slightly vibrating vibrating egg inserted into my alluring vagina. Although the main lights weren't on in the living room, the row of five small spotlights used during the renovation were on, shining directly on me like a stage spotlight. Most importantly, the large French windows opposite me had no curtains drawn.If someone were standing at the window across the street looking in at that moment, they would definitely see this breathtaking scene. In this situation, I should have jumped up like a startled rabbit, grabbed something to cover my body, and run away. But I was like I was possessed; I didn't do that. Instead of feeling shame or fear, a strange pleasure rose within me. Do I have an exhibitionist tendency? Am I such a shameless woman? They say every woman has a little devil inside her, and this little devil easily comes out when she's alone at night. At this moment, it seemed like that little devil inside me had been drawn out. It kept telling me in my mind, "This is a perfect opportunity. No one will bother you. Try the pleasure of exhibitionism, hahaha." Thinking of this, I had the idea of letting go of everything to pursue that pleasure. As if paralyzed, I pulled out the vibrating egg from my vagina with a "pop," bringing out a large amount of vaginal fluid. With a mischievous heart, I opened the window, returned to the sofa, and spread my legs wide, displaying my bright red vulva. My two nimble little fingers gently parted my buttocks, exposing my untouched anus to the air. A sweet smile graced my face, and I softly murmured, "Hey handsome, stop and admire me. The path has never been swept for guests, but the door is now open for you." I couldn't believe how lewd I was, but the strange stimulation and pleasure drove me wild and captivated me. At that moment, I felt like an adult film actress, a shy expression on my face, spreading my legs wide in front of the camera, revealing my private parts without reservation. As I parted my vulva, it felt as if countless cameras were pressing shutters, permanently recording my innocent face and wanton posture, then sending it to pornographic websites around the world, letting people everywhere appreciate this incongruous yet beautiful scene. Fantasizing, my desire was aroused again. Involuntarily, I picked up the vibrator beside me, and once more I soared to heaven… After the afterglow of my climax, I stood up, stretched, and dragged my limp body to the bathroom for a shower. Returning to the bedroom, looking at my husband soundly asleep, I felt a pang of guilt, as if I had cheated on him. But the next moment, I convinced myself, “I was just fantasizing about masturbation; I didn’t have any actual sex with anyone, just like he masturbates—it’s just pursuing physical pleasure. Besides, humph! It’s because he never touches me that I’ve become so horny.” Thinking this, I felt a sense of relief. I leaned down and kissed my husband’s face, snuggled into the covers, reminiscing about the pleasure I had just experienced, and slowly drifted off to sleep…

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