My wife borrowed a friend

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My name is Qingsong, and I'm a lawyer. After years of hard work in this city, I've achieved some success and have a happy family. Speaking of family, I can't help but mention my lovely wife, Xiaofei. With her, I can find relaxation and pleasure both mentally and physically after a stressful day at work. My beloved wife, Xiaofei, we've only been married for a year, and she's a natural beauty. I still remember the first time I undressed her and saw her alabaster-white body. I sincerely marveled at the wonder of creation, endowing women with such curvaceous bodies that radiate such stunning beauty. On our wedding bed, she's like a snake in my arms, or a swimming fish, and I deeply understand why the ancients used "the joy of fish and water" to describe marital relations. After our marriage, under my frequent and loving care, Xiaofei blossomed into an even more alluring woman. Naturally fair and delicate, her skin now had a subtle rosy tint. Her large eyes always gazed at you with a watery, dreamy quality, radiating a youthful innocence. Her small, full lips always held a half-smile. She had a voluptuous, slender figure, especially her jade-like legs—fair, shapely, and firm. Her full hips revealed the secrets of a mature woman. At this moment, my beautiful wife, who was watching me, walked towards me. Today, the sky was clear and the sun was strong. She wore sunglasses, and her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back. She wore a white, sheer halter-neck dress, her breasts swaying slightly with her steps. The dress reached her knees, tightly encasing her full hips. She wasn't wearing stockings, revealing a beautiful section of her calves below, rounded and straight like jade sculptures. She walked gracefully towards me in high heels. Seeing many passersby staring at her made me incredibly happy, especially a bespectacled young man who was intently staring at my wife's buttocks. I saw him swallow, and a surge of smugness welled up inside me. I even imagined him on top of Xiaofei, thrusting into her snow-white buttocks. I found this strange mentality odd. I love my wife dearly and feel no interest in other women's bodies, yet the thought of other men being intimate with her excites me. At first, I thought I was a pervert, but after reading many novels about married women online, I realized I wasn't an isolated case, but rather part of a group. Later, spending years online and frequently exchanging ideas with like-minded people, I began to see myself as less perverted. "Honey, why did you call me over so urgently? It made me have to ask the boss for leave," Xiaofei complained, pouting, but a smile on her face pulled me back from my reverie. "Did you miss me?" she deliberately emphasized the word "miss," looking at me with lustful eyes. I pinched her bottom: "I just missed you." She shrieked and ran away: "You're going to die! This is a public place!" A blush rose on her face, making her look quite beautiful. "Here comes the pervert!" I quickly caught up with her, gently pulling her close. She nestled against me, linking her arm with mine, her eyes lowered, like a little lamb. I looked down and saw a section of her nape exposed, her black hair flowing freely, her jade-like neck snow-white. I really wanted to take a bite. We quickly went into Shangdao Coffee because I received a call from my best friend Ma Teng at noon, insisting that I come here and that Fei Fei be invited as well. My friend Ma Teng said, "I don't know why Ma Teng is in such a hurry to call me here, and why he has to invite you too." Ma Teng is my good friend. He is tall and handsome, and thanks to his family's support and his own hard work, his business is very successful. At a young age, he has amassed a considerable fortune. He is surrounded by beautiful women, yet he remains single, declaring that being single is the best lifestyle for a man. He is like a man who wants all the women in the world, with the heroic spirit of drinking the entire Yangtze River. He and I have known each other for many years, often hanging out together before our marriage. Of course, I've also given him a lot of legal assistance in his business dealings, and he offered many suggestions when I was pursuing Xiaofei. We've even shared sweet details of our relationship with him. On our wedding night, we both drank quite a bit, and he kept insisting on going into the bridal chamber with me, but Xiaofei and I practically pushed him out. After the marriage, we maintained a good relationship, though my wife and I spent more time together. Every time I went out with Ma Teng, Xiaofei would come along, claiming it was to keep an eye on me, so she and Ma Teng were also very close. "Really? What's it to me?" "Hehe, is there some little secret between you two?" I teased Fei'er on purpose. Her face darkened, and she stared at me with wide eyes. "Just kidding, baby," I quickly explained. "Besides, even if you two are up to something, I'm still excited!" Fei'er and I are inseparable, with no secrets between us. She's well aware of my cuckolding tendencies, and I even encourage her to find a lover for some fun, but she's principled and never does anything out of line. I blinked. "Ugh, I'm ignoring you!" Fei'er turned her head away, pouting. Just as I was about to tease her, I saw Ma Teng arrive. He was wearing a snow-white shirt and looked very energetic. "Brother Song, Sister Fei." "Ugh, who's Sister Fei? It's Sister Fei!" "Right, right, Sister Fei." Ma Teng made a bird-flying gesture with his hands, and Fei'er chuckled. "Haven't seen you in a while, Sister Fei's figure is even better now. Looks like Brother Song has put in a lot of effort!" It has to be said that Ma Teng is a very popular womanizer, surrounded by countless beauties, all of whom want to keep him, but none have succeeded. "What's wrong? You can't even tell me over the phone, and you have to bring Xiaofei along." I asked, taking a sip of red tea. "Sigh, it's urgent." "Oh?" "I..." Ma Teng hesitated slightly, looking at me and then at Fei'er. This wasn't like him at all; he was a very straightforward person. Our years of friendship had built a tacit understanding, and he never beat around the bush. "Say it, this isn't like you," I said. "I...hey!" He waved his hand and said, "I want to borrow Fei'er as my live-in girlfriend for a few days." "Huh?" Xiaofei and I exclaimed simultaneously. "It's like this, my aunt wants to introduce me to a girl. This girl is the daughter of my uncle's old comrade-in-arms. You know, I've benefited from my uncle's connections in business all these years." Ma Teng came from a good family; his uncle held a high position. "This girl's father and my uncle were comrades-in-arms, brothers in arms. He's their only son. When I took them there at the beginning of the year, this girl was there too. Who knew she'd take a liking to me? Well, what can you expect, men like me attract beautiful women." He struck a smug pose, then immediately put on a bitter face and said, "Later, when she asked if I was single, she asked my aunt to play matchmaker. I couldn't refuse, so I had to say I had a girlfriend, we were living together, and we were getting married. But then my aunt surprised me, saying she wanted to come see me today and stay at my house. I've never lied to my aunt in all these years, and she really does want to set us up. It's killing me!" Ma Teng finished speaking with a bitter face, then gulped down a large mouthful of coffee. "How can the womanizing General Ma let a woman control him? But if I marry a girl like this, I'll really be controlled." "You're surrounded by a hundred flowers, just pick one to suit the occasion!" I said. "You know my relationships with these girls are all fake. Who knows if they like me or just want my money? If they cling to me, it'll be like going from one danger to another! Besides, none of them are as smart and virtuous as Fei'er, someone my aunt can trust!" Ma Teng was right. Fei'er was indeed well-behaved, sensible, and beautiful—girls like that are rare. "This…" I looked at Ma Teng with difficulty. "Sigh! It's only for a few days. I'll handle it, and I promise I'll return her intact!" Ma Teng said with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on Fei'er. "Just borrow your wife for a bit!" Ma Teng winked at me. Actually, he knew my preferences very well. Xiao Fei blushed instantly, then arrogantly raised her head: "What do you stinky men take me for?" "Fei'er, Song Ge is my friend, and you're my friend too. You're being so enthusiastic just to help a friend! You and Song Ge are husband and wife, so of course I have to ask Song Ge's opinion first. Your opinion is just as important, please help me! Please, beautiful lady." Ma Teng looked at Xiao Fei and me eagerly, but Xiao Fei turned to look at me. I knew she was a kind girl, full of curiosity and fantasy. At that moment, I felt my heart beating very fast. The fantasy of sharing my wife that I had had for so many years was about to come true. I felt my face burning. Imagining my beloved wife lying in bed with another man, living like lovers, felt incredibly exciting. But as a husband, the thought of letting my newlywed wife be another man's girlfriend also brought a bitter taste to my heart, and this bitterness further fueled my emotions. "Okay, but you can only look, not use! What do you think, Fei'er?" I asked Xiao Fei for her opinion. Ma Teng looked at Xiao Fei with a mournful face, pleading in a tearful voice, "Sister Fei, save me!" "No way, I just want to see you make a fool of yourself!" "Huh?" Ma Teng exclaimed, and my heart tightened. "Good sister is the kindest, I won't just stand by and watch you die." Ma Teng made a tragic face. "Haha!" Xiao Fei chuckled, deliberately putting on a stern face, "Who's your sister? You're older than me! Okay, the usually so imposing Mr. Ma is so pitiful, I'll help you this time." Fei'er was always so kind. Ma Teng felt relieved and thanked her profusely. "You should settle down a bit. That car model from last time was quite nice, so pretty, a college student, and reliable, and her cooking was...""Great! My husband Qingsong kept praising it when he got home!" Xiaofei glanced at me, and I chuckled dryly. "Yes, yes," Ma Teng quickly agreed, "After we get through this, let's go to Sanya to relax, it's my treat! My aunt is arriving soon, so Fei'er and I will go pick her up, and Fei'er will stay at my place for the next few days." Ma Teng looked at his watch. "What about my things? I haven't prepared anything!" Fei'er said. "Only your husband will pack them for you and deliver them to 'your' home." I said, feigning helplessness. "Ugh! I'm not going if you say that." Xiaofei blushed. "Baby, I'm just teasing you!" "You two stop being so lovey-dovey, my aunt's plane is arriving soon. Song-ge, I'll call you later, let's have dinner together tonight. Tell my aunt about the economic dispute case you're in charge of, a lawsuit worth over ten million yuan, you've made a profit." Ma Teng now displayed the demeanor of a businessman. "Okay." To be honest, this case has been bothering me for a long time. I'm trying to get both sides to settle and come up with a large sum of money. We left the Shangdao Coffee shop and watched Xiaofei get into Ma Teng's SUV and drive away. A strange feeling rose in my heart. After returning home from the banquet, I wanted to call Xiaofei to ask for permission, but then I changed my mind. I already knew her needs well enough as a married couple. I helped her pack some toiletries and cosmetics, and then went to pick out a few sexy lingerie and dresses. Looking at my wife's black semi-transparent panties, which exuded fragrance, I imagined her wearing these clothes at Ma Teng's house, and I found that my penis was actually hard. At this moment, the phone rang. It was Ma Teng: "Brother Song, don't come to my house. Just bring the things to me directly to the Seagull Restaurant. My aunt is here. I've already told her about your situation. You can tell her in detail. Also, my Xiaofei. It's 6:30 tonight." "Okay." I hung up the phone. In less than two hours, my beloved wife had become his Xiaofei. I arrived at the Seagull Restaurant early and sat in a private room, pacing back and forth. Looking out the window at the street below, I saw Ma Teng had arrived, holding hands with Fei'er like a couple, walking with a middle-aged woman. I thought to myself, "Ma Teng, Fei'er, you two are really into your roles!" The door to the private room opened, and Fei'er, seeing me, awkwardly let go of Ma Teng's arm. I winked at her and pointed to Lawyer Bao's subtle gesture. I noticed Ma Teng's aunt glance at us almost imperceptibly, so I quickly sat down. The meal began, and Fei'er diligently served food and drank with us. To shut his aunt up, Ma Teng kept urging her to drink. He's a heavy drinker, but his aunt was also a pro, managing to down three bottles of Moutai. I couldn't hold on any longer, and Fei'er was flushed. Aunt Ma, however, remained unmoved, rambling on about how marriage is a major life event, requiring responsibility not only for oneself but also for the family—all that nonsense. I was completely exhausted and ran to the bathroom in the private room to vomit, which made me much more awake. Just then, people from Ma Teng's company came to pick us up. I was about to say goodbye, but as we left, the secretary was supporting Aunt Ma, and Xiao Fei and Ma Teng were supporting each other. I was about to get angry—my wife wasn't supporting her husband, but someone else!—but then I realized I had to accept that this beautiful woman was now someone else's girlfriend, not my newlywed wife. She was temporarily single again and had a boyfriend. I walked behind, watching my beloved wife nestled in someone else's arms, and I felt a mix of emotions. Ma Teng, that lecherous guy, I noticed his hand around Xiao Fei's arm slowly sliding down to her waist, whether from alcohol or on purpose, and now it was subtly resting on her ample buttocks. Xiao Fei was wearing a white spaghetti strap dress, which accentuated her figure, and with Ma Teng's tall stature, he could see her clearly from his angle. Xiao Fei didn't seem to react much; perhaps she was drunk. He even started kneading her breasts. I saw the driver smirking, while Aunt Ma remained completely unfazed. Xiao Fei's bottom was very sensitive. She leaned softly against Ma Teng's chest. I shook my head vigorously to make sure it wasn't a hallucination, carefully recalling my agreement with Ma Teng that afternoon. It seemed like it was something I could only look at but not do! But I was also very excited, vaguely expecting something to happen, yet also afraid of it, and worried that Xiao Fei might have drunk too much. I quickly told my secretary, "I have something for Mr. Ma," and we got into the car together. People from Ma Teng's company often saw me and didn't say anything. Aunt Ma frowned slightly but didn't say anything either. So I took Xiao Fei's bag of clothes and got into the car, heading straight for Ma Teng's apartment. The chaotic night finally ended. Aunt Ma was a bit out of sorts, after all, she was getting on in years, and she kept rambling on about marriage and such. Ma Teng kept nodding, but his eyes lit up. As a longtime friend, I knew he had sobered up by now and was just placating his aunt. I thought to myself, "You can fool your aunt, but you can't fool me." "At this moment, Aunt Ma said, 'Xiao Teng, let your friend go home! It's so late.' Ma Teng looked at me, and Aunt Ma spoke up again, 'Look at you, you don't even take care of your wife, letting her lie there like this.' We looked and saw that Fei'er was really not doing well. She usually can't hold her liquor, but today she drank so much, and she was leaning against the sofa. Ma Teng looked at me, and I quickly replied, 'Yeah, you're so careless. Aren't you going to help Fei'er to sleep? Oh, these are your things.' I handed the bag to Ma Teng. Ma Teng gave me a guilty look, and I nodded magnanimously, but in my heart I was thinking: 'You little brat, you put your hand under my wife's skirt in the car, didn't you see that?' A smug look appeared on Ma Teng's face as he carried the drunk Fei'er into the bedroom. The moment the door closed, my heart skipped a beat with the sound of the door closing. What would happen inside? Aunt Ma was still asking me, 'Are you married yet? You'd better hurry up, Xiao Teng already has one.' I thought to myself, 'Damn it, Xiao Teng is holding my wife right now!'" After a while, Ma Teng still hadn't come out. Aunt Ma finally couldn't take it anymore and said, "I'm going to sleep. It's so late, Xiao Song, you shouldn't go back either, just stay here!" I quickly replied, but I didn't move. Soon, I heard Aunt Ma snoring, but Ma Teng still hadn't come out. I tiptoed to the door. We were quite familiar with each other, and it was common for me to stay overnight at their house, but the door was locked. I cursed inwardly. Thinking that after a whole night of trouble and drinking so much, they must be asleep, I went to my usual room. I wondered what would happen to Xiao Fei? Although she was familiar with Ma Teng, she was still sleeping in the same bed with a man other than her husband! Lost in thought, I drifted off to sleep… My dream came true. “Mmm…mmm…ah…” The sounds of a man and woman making love were deep and clear in the dead of night, coming from afar: “Husband…mmm…” “Xiao Fei!” I woke up with a start, recalling the events of the day, realizing I was still at Ma Teng’s house, and Xiao Fei was in Ma Teng’s bedroom. I found myself incredibly thirsty, so I went to the kitchen to get some water. So the sounds I heard earlier were just a dream. After all, my long-awaited dream of sharing my wife had finally come true, and my beloved Xiao Fei was now lying in a man’s bed. I quietly went out, hearing Aunt Ma’s snoring still ringing in my ears, and headed towards the kitchen. As I passed the bathroom, I inadvertently saw a pair of flesh-colored, semi-transparent panties, which Xiao Fei had changed into that morning. Could it be…? I quickly walked over and found that besides the panties, there was also a bra in the basin inside. Xiao Fei was meticulous; she wouldn’t carelessly discard her underwear. Only men are so careless. Could it be that Ma Teng changed her clothes? Just as I was filled with doubt, that enchanting voice drifted over again, faintly. I followed the sound quietly and, sure enough, it was coming from Ma Teng's bedroom. The door was only ajar, not closed. I quickly pressed my face against it and peered inside. I saw a man's muscular buttocks thrusting back and forth with great effort. On either side of his buttocks were a pair of women's thighs, wide apart, forming an "M" shape, forcefully pushing outwards to support the man's body, twisting their bodies to meet his thrusts. A platinum chain adorned her delicate ankles—the very one I had given to Xiao Fei. This woman, so eagerly responding to the man's thrusts, was my newlywed wife, Xiao Fei, and the man on top of her was none other than my good friend, Ma Teng! Although I had fantasized about this scene countless times, seeing it actually before my eyes was far more thrilling than any of my fantasies. I turned to look. Xiao Fei's black hair was disheveled, her face flushed, her eyes tightly closed, biting her lower lip. Her arms were stretched behind her, trying to grab something, her breasts were even more prominent, and one large hand was kneading one of her soft breasts. Ma Teng was panting heavily, his other hand gripping the edge of the bed, looking down at the beauty between his legs. "Ah... um... oh..." Xiao Fei's face was flushed, and she occasionally let out a pleasant moan. "Awooo~" With a low growl, Ma Teng pulled out his penis: "It's fucking tight!" Xiao Fei twisted her body, her almond eyes slightly open, her eyes misty, and she pouted as if to speak. Ma Teng kissed her passionately, his tongue invading her mouth without warning, and the two of them kissed passionately. Xiao Fei's hands slowly wrapped around Ma Teng's broad back, slowly sliding down to Ma Teng's buttocks, and then her small hands, like a white light, suddenly slid between Ma Teng's legs, grabbing Ma Teng's penis and stuffing it into her flesh hole."What a slut!" I thought to myself. Fei'er was the most wanton prostitute in bed, but wasn't this exactly what I'd always wanted to see? "You're so annoying!" Fei'er said softly and gently. It turned out that Ma Teng hadn't gone along with Fei'er and had dodged her. Fei'er lightly punched Ma Teng's pectoral muscles with her small fist, like a shy young wife scolding her young and reckless husband: "You've made me like this, and now you're trying to run away." "Make me like what?" Ma Teng smiled like a thug from the old society. "It's just... it's just... my lower body feels so empty, it's itchy, I really want..." "Want what? Tell me! Tell me and I'll give it to you." Ma Teng looked at Fei'er in his arms with a wicked smile. "I want your little brother..." Fei'er said shyly. "What do you want my little brother for?" "To my place." "To your place? Where?" Ma Teng looked at Fei'er with feigned ignorance. "Just there!" Fei'er's voice was even lower. "Is this your cunt?" Ma Teng's breathing quickened as he covered Fei'er's genitals with his large hand. "This is the most mysterious and shy part of a girl's body, isn't it?" "Yes." "Then shouldn't you protect it before marriage, not let anyone see it, and protect it after marriage, leaving it only for your husband?" Ma Teng's mouth and hands didn't stop, gently massaging Fei'er's private parts. "Mmm..." Fei'er was too ashamed to speak, her voice somewhat dazed. "Then why are you letting other men touch, look at, and play with it as they please?" Ma Teng, this kid, really knows how to stir things up. "Why?" Ma Teng pressed on. "Oh... oh... I don't know, I don't know..." Fei'er was so pitiful, her eyes tightly closed, her face flushed. "Let me tell you, it's because you're a slut, inherently wanton. Now, after the baptism of marriage, your wantonness has been unleashed. You're a wife-prostitute, a wife as wanton as a prostitute." Ma Teng's words lingered on Xiao Fei's most shameful spot, and Xiao Fei was completely lost in a daze, muttering incoherently. "I'm a slut, I was born wanton, I'm a wife as wanton as a prostitute..." Xiao Fei was completely defeated: "Come on!" "Beg me to fuck you, beg me to fuck your slutty cunt, your cunt is ready for men to fuck." Ma Teng said. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt, my cunt is ready for men to fuck!" Fei'er was dazed. "Who am I?" Ma Teng asked. "Ma Teng... Brother Ma Teng." Xiao Fei said. A wave of sadness washed over me. Usually, Ma Teng called Xiao Fei "Sister Fei," even though he was older than her. But now, in bed, Xiao Fei was calling Ma Teng "Brother." "Call me good brother," Ma Teng began kissing Xiao Fei's earlobe, neck, and beautiful collarbone, repeatedly saying, "Call me good brother, good husband, beg your husband to fuck your cunt." He was still caressing Xiao Fei's sensitive clitoris. "Husband, come quickly! Mmm… I can't take it anymore, my cunt can't take it anymore, fuck me quickly! Good brother, good husband…" Xiao Fei's behavior was far beyond my expectations; I had never seen Xiao Fei so wanton. "Ah…" Ma Teng jumped off the bed, grabbed Xiao Fei's ankle, put her legs on his shoulders, and suddenly thrust his lower body inside. Ma Teng's penis wasn't very long, but it was very thick. After the previous verbal teasing, Xiao Fei was already completely aroused, and now she felt unprecedented stimulation, her juices flowing freely. I also noticed my lower body was throbbing, and I couldn't help but stroke it. "Ah...oh...ah...ah..." Ma Teng gripped Xiao Fei's firm thigh tightly with one hand, thrusting rapidly with his lower body: "You slut, you whore, I'll fuck you!" The rapid thrusting had rendered Xiao Fei numb, her body twisting back and forth, as if she were being constantly electrocuted, or as if waves of water were surging through a whirlpool, her mouth completely silent, only moaning "oh oh." I joined in, constantly increasing the speed of my movements. The bed began to make rhythmic sounds, everything like a symphony reaching its climax, Xiao Fei and Ma Teng simultaneously let out low growls, then Ma Teng collapsed onto Xiao Fei, who tightly embraced the man who had given her countless orgasms, and I saw thick streams of liquid gushing from Xiao Fei's vagina. I also ejaculated. What a hazy night! I leaned against the door, everything seemed to return to calm, as if the magnificent concert had never happened. Suddenly, Xiao Fei's soft voice came through: "How could we do this? What should we do? Say something! You pig." Pig? Xiao Fei's nickname for me, changed hands so quickly? A wave of bitterness washed over me. "We've both had too much to drink, and you're so sexy and alluring lying next to me, even a god couldn't resist! Don't worry, baby, I'll explain to Qing Song, maybe he'll be secretly happy! You should know his little schemes, right?" Ma Teng held my beloved wife Fei'er in his arms, his hand tracing her smooth back: "Sleep, we'll do it again before dawn." He gently patted Fei'er, as if coaxing a child to sleep. "Ugh! We've done it three times already, are you still going to be able to do it?" Fei'er laughed and playfully punched Ma Teng. Three times? I was stunned. What kind of night was this? What kind of day would tomorrow bring?

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