married life

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I am a woman from Northeast China. I often visit SexTiger to read these alternative articles. This is my favorite one, and I recommend it to everyone! When I have time, I also engage in online dating, especially online 3P or group sex. I find it very exciting! Let me state beforehand that I am a married woman from a respectable family, and I only indulge myself online.
(I)
As dawn broke, the bustling metropolis began to come alive again, unfolding a colorful new day. "
Boom boom ..." The first subway train had just pulled into Diamond Hill Station in Kowloon, and a deep rumble came from underground,
waking Shiwei. She sat up wearily, her eyes still sleepy. She hadn't slept well all night, tossing and turning
in a half-awake state. Even the slightest noise or vibration would startle her awake.
For some reason, she had been feeling an indescribable sense of unease for the past two days, like the suffocating feeling before a storm
, feeling uncomfortable all over. But she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong
. She glanced at her husband, Gangsheng, fast asleep beside her. Afraid of waking him, she quietly got up
and went to the bathroom. She tidied her hair in front of the mirror and washed her face with cold water, feeling a little more refreshed.
As usual, she prepared breakfast in the kitchen and then went to wake her husband. Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at
her husband sleeping like a log, a feeling of pity welled up inside her: his work at the company was truly exhausting. Since
the company moved its production line to the mainland last year, he had been incredibly busy. Not only did he have to manage the company's orders, but
he also had to go back to the Dongguan branch factory two or three days a week to follow up on production. Every time he returned to Hong Kong, he was
completely . Last night, he brought home unfinished documents from the company, and by the time he finished typing and editing them, it was already past 3 a.m.
Then today he had to deliver the documents to the mainland. No wonder he was so tired from all that work.
Seeing him turn over and kick off the sheet, she was afraid he would catch a cold, so she pulled it back up to cover him up
so he could sleep a little longer. As she lifted the thin blanket, she was suddenly struck by the sight of his erection, his underwear bulging
upwards. Her face flushed instantly. She knew perfectly well what was going on. In the early days of their marriage,
this had happened almost every morning, but since he had to return to the mainland for work, it had become rare, and even their
intimacy had dwindled. Last month alone, it had happened twice. If it weren't for the mortgage, she would have told him to quit his job
long ago and find something less demanding, so he wouldn't overwork himself.
While her mind was racing, her hand couldn't resist the temptation and unconsciously reached out,
gently . His hard, erect member grew even firmer under her touch, throbbing and transmitting heat to
her hand. After only a few strokes, she felt a ticklish sensation, as if countless ants were crawling inside her; her heart pounded, and
her breathing quickened. She simply pulled down his underwear with her hands, and a red, swollen penis immediately sprang
out, pointing straight to the ceiling. The rounded glans was bulging with fleshy ridges, and the veins on the penis
stood out, full of vitality, making it irresistible to touch.
Faced with such a beautiful sight, her vagina felt an unbearable itch, and a slippery stream of lustful fluid eagerly
flowed out. Ignoring whether her husband was awake or not, she quickly pulled off her own underwear,
assumed , spread her legs, aligned her vulva with the glans, and mounted him. With each inch of penetration,
the indescribable feeling of fullness brought indescribable pleasure to her vagina, like a timely rain on parched land. Her swollen
vagina tightly enveloped the hot penis, merging into one, the concave and convex parts fitting perfectly together. One should truly thank
the Creator for creating such a wondrous organ, bringing humanity endless pleasure and enjoyment.
The mere insertion was already intoxicating, and the thrusting brought wave after wave of pleasure. She slowly moved her delicate body, moving up
and down, her vagina tingling from the heat of the penis, the ridges of the glans rubbing against her
with unparalleled pleasure. Waves of pleasure washed over her, and her vaginal fluids flowed down the erect shaft to the base of the penis, then
clung to her labia and thick pubic hair, making both of their genitals wet and sticky.
In a hazy state, Gang Sheng felt his penis inserted into a warm, moist hole, the glans being rubbed so comfortably
. He thought he was having a wonderful dream, so he lay there, afraid to move, quietly enjoying the waves of pleasure, afraid that if
he woke up, the dream would be gone and he would lose all the pleasure he had felt. But gradually, he realized that this was not a dream, but real
intercourse. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw his wife squatting on top of him, her lower body
moving . Her face was flushed and tilted back, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, her tongue licking her lips left and right
. Her hands were cupping her pair of pink and white breasts, rubbing and grinding them, her body trembling with excitement as if possessed.
Seeing his wife's wanton state, he couldn't help but be infected by it. He lifted her buttocks with both hands and used his waist strength to
thrust his penis into her vagina with force, matching her rhythm. For a moment, the bedroom was filled with
the symphony of two bodies colliding, "slap," "slap," mixed with the "squeak," "squeak" of overflowing vaginal fluid,
as if responding to their concerted efforts. After thrusting like this for a few minutes, he noticed that her movements slowed down,
and she seemed a little spoiled. So he simply flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and
lifted her legs high, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Shiwei hadn't enjoyed such pleasure for quite
some time, feeling incredibly comfortable. She could only utter broken, monotone
sounds like "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, pulling them into a crumpled ball. The moans further stimulated Gangsheng. Seeing his wife
so easily conquered beneath him, his heroic feeling fueled his erection, driving him to thrust harder and harder. The room was filled with
the scent of passion, and the bed creaked and groaned. It seemed they were both close to reaching climax.
Suddenly, "Ring..." a bell rang, startling them from their ecstatic state .
It was the alarm clock; it was time to get up. He was used to hearing it every day, but in the heat of the moment, the sudden ringing
was jarring. He wanted to take a break, so he reached for the bedside table to turn it off before continuing.
But this brief rest caused his previously hard penis to soften, and after a few more thrusts, it slipped
out. Shiwei was in the throes of passion and
wouldn't wildly. The more anxious Gangsheng became, the less cooperative his penis became. No matter how hard he stroked it or tried to force it into her vagina, it wouldn't
return to an erection. Perhaps the morning's arousal had subsided, and the shock had only made things worse. She was furious
: sometimes it wanted to last longer, but it would finish quickly; now, when she wanted it to ejaculate, it would
n't cooperate. She was completely helpless and at a loss.
Shiwei, who had just been aroused to the point of ecstasy, feeling like her body was crawling with ants and on the verge of death, was now completely aroused,
biting her teeth in frustration. She sat up and tried to stroke him with her hand, but
to . Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. It seemed pointless to continue. He glanced at the clock,
worried that if he delayed any longer he would miss his train back to the factory. He said apologetically, "Wife, I'm so sorry about today.
I'm probably too tired. I'll make it up to you when I get back the day after tomorrow and give you a good time!" She knew this couldn't be forced
, so she pretended nothing was wrong: "Oh, forget it. There's plenty of time. Husband, I love you!"
He kissed her on the lips and replied, "I love you too." He quickly got out of bed, dressed, and without even
eating breakfast, grabbed his briefcase and rushed out the door.
Shiwei tidied the messy bed. Having nothing else to do, she wanted to sleep a little longer, but tossing and turning,
she felt a burning heat throughout her body, her heart pounding. The embers of desire within her hadn't died down, and the emptiness was even
more unbearable . She remembered that last month, she and Gangsheng had gone to the doctor because they hadn't had a child after two years of marriage. The test revealed that her husband's
sperm count was too low, and he was advised to conserve his energy and try to have intercourse only during ovulation, which might increase their chances.
He also mentioned that a woman's body temperature is slightly lower than usual and her libido is stronger during the day or two of ovulation, and advised them to pay attention
. Calculating, today was exactly halfway between her two periods. Could it really be ovulation? No wonder she'd
been so restless and felt so strange these past few days. Sigh! If only her husband hadn't been so unresponsive earlier, her vagina would already be full of semen,
and maybe she could have a boy or a girl next year! Lost in thought, she realized that the vaginal fluid she had just released had soaked
her pubic hair . Now that it was dry, it felt uncomfortable and sore. So she went to the bathroom, filled a tub with hot water, and planned to take a shower before going to sleep.
The spray from the flower felt like a soft massager gently kneading her vulva. She closed her eyes and enjoyed
this special and wonderful feeling, which was comfortable and pleasant. Although it wasn't as ecstatic as actual intercourse, it was better than
nothing. With one hand, she spread her vulva open, and with the other hand, she sprayed the flower towards her vulva. The warm water sprayed against her labia
and clitoris. The water shot into her vagina and then flowed out, stimulating several sensitive areas of her genitals at the same time. They all
became engorged and hard. Her labia opened wide even without her fingers, and her clitoris peeked out from under her tender skin,
hard and erect like a red bean, receiving the wash from the water. She felt so numb that she couldn't help but shiver a few times.
Uncontrollably , she pressed the flower tightly against her vulva, allowing the force of the water jet to penetrate more directly and intensely into the area that triggered pleasure.
Her whole body went limp, and her limbs trembled uncontrollably. Soon, she lay paralyzed on
the edge of the bathtub, too lazy to even move her fingers, letting her body relax and fully savor the waves of pleasure.
Half an hour later, the burning desire seemed to have subsided considerably. She dried herself off and lay down on the bed, ready
to sleep soundly. For some reason, the emptiness within her remained. Her mind kept wandering to real
intercourse, hoping her lower body would be filled to the brim, completely satisfied. Yes, she needed a man, to
insert his penis into her vagina, filling every gap, and then thrust forcefully until he ejaculated
deep inside, only then could she completely relieve this unbearable torment. But where could she find a man?
In an instant, a robust figure flashed into his mind: he had bronze skin, a well-
proportioned , strong, muscular chest, a witty and understanding manner, and an inexhaustible energy;
his performance in bed would certainly not disappoint. If only he were lying next to him right now…
Oh dear! How embarrassing! How could I even think of him!
His name was Wenwei, an old classmate of Gangsheng's, a year younger than him. He worked as a
lifeguard . Since it wasn't swimming season yet, he didn't have to work, so he used his spare time to take computer courses.
He had also installed the computer at home, and two evenings a week he would come to teach the couple the basics of computers.
To thank him, she sometimes specially prepared a soup and some side dishes, inviting him to stay for dinner. Wenwei
admired greatly, praising her frequently: "Sister-in-law, you're not only beautiful, but you also manage the household affairs impeccably. If
I were lucky enough to marry a wife as capable as you, I'd be incredibly fortunate.
" Sigh! Why am I thinking so far ahead? You're married now, why would anyone have designs on you? Shiwei
chuckled to herself at her own silly thoughts. Thinking it over, since they were both at home anyway, it wouldn't
hurt for her to come over and chat; it was better than staying cooped up at home. She found his phone and dialed: "Wenwei, this is Shiwei. My computer at home
is broken, could you come over and take a look?" Wenwei, seeing that he had free time and the two families were so familiar, readily
agreed to come right away.
And indeed, just as she finished tidying the living room, the doorbell rang. She opened the door, welcomed him in, and invited him to sit down before
going to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. How strange, the moment her eyes met his, her heart started pounding, like
a child caught doing something wrong; or perhaps it was as if he could read her mind and knew her foolish thoughts.
Wenwei, with the computer on, turned around and said, "Sister-in-law, the computer's fine!" She then realized she'd been
staring at him blankly, unsure how to respond. He had handsome features, his short black hair making
him look exceptionally energetic, his nose perfectly high, his eyes slightly sunken, and his white teeth neatly arranged when he smiled
, complemented by two dimples—he was breathtakingly handsome. Coming to her senses, she quickly made an excuse: "Oh, really?
Maybe I pressed the wrong button, making you come all this way for nothing." He said, "Don't mention it, since you're here, it's good to
check the computer while you're at it."
A moment later, Shiwei brought out a cup of coffee, placed it on the table, and said to him, "Don't worry about the computer yet,
come and have something to drink." He turned around and was utterly dumbfounded. It turned out that she had changed into
another The garment was as thin as a cicada's wing, so transparent that everything underneath was clearly visible,
almost indistinguishable from being naked. Under the dim light of the living room lamp, her alluring body was fully revealed, her exquisite curves utterly
arousing: her full breasts, like two large snowballs, were flawless white, bouncing
up and down , her two rosy nipples hard and erect, pushing the nightgown into two small peaks. Her deep red
areolas were round and even, making the nipples even more enticing; her wasp-like waist made her entire body appear slender and delicate,
so narrow it could be grasped with a finger; conversely, her buttocks were plump and alluring, round and smooth to the touch;
but most captivating were her black, inverted triangles of hair, the tender black hair glossy and neatly arranged, except for a few stray hairs...
The obedient ones quietly peeked out through the fabric holes, while the others all pointed their tips straight at
the small slit ; within the slit, two small, red, wrinkled patches of tender skin peeked out, suggesting
only a glimpse of the iceberg, making one imagine what the rest of the body would look like hidden inside, and further conjuring up the alluring
peach blossom cave nestled between the two bright red labia…
Wenwei secretly swallowed, feeling his little brother stirring, and quickly looked away,
afraid to look directly at her, lest he accidentally reveal something embarrassing and make her laugh. Turning his back to her, he said, “Thank you! Put it on the table
, I’ll drink it later.” He quickly composed himself and focused on the computer. Helplessly, the still waters of spring had been rippled by the breeze,
and his emotions could no longer be contained. His breathing quickened, his hands trembled slightly, and even
simple commands that he could usually type with his eyes closed required several attempts to input correctly. He wanted to say to her, "Sister-in-law, it seems you were just about to sleep
. I won't disturb you! Go to sleep! I'll leave after I'm done checking."
"Oh! You treat me like an outsider?" Shiwei came over with the cup, and Wenwei quickly stood up
to take it , but unfortunately, they bumped into each other, and the entire cup of coffee spilled onto his pants. She
apologized, "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" while wiping it with a towel. Unexpectedly, the moment her hand touched it,
her face flushed red. She felt something hard and throbbing inside her pants, as if it were wriggling and jumping.
A sudden impulse arose within her, and one hand involuntarily began to wipe that spot, unwilling to leave.
Wenwei felt incredibly awkward around her. He snatched the towel from her and started drying himself, saying, "Sister-in-law, I can do it
myself . I wouldn't dare trouble you." But she had already reached out to unbuckle his belt, scolding him,
"Take your pants off! They're all wet and mushy; only you could tolerate that." Without another word, she had already
unbuckled , pulled down his pants, and started dragging them down by the waistband. He struggled with her, his face flushed, and said, "
Fine, fine, go get me a pair of Gangsheng pajamas to change into. I'll go to the bathroom to change myself." Seeing his flustered state,
she laughed heartily, "Oh! I've been married for two years. What haven't I seen? Come on, let your sister-in-law take them off for you
. Don't be shy." With a forceful pull, she dragged the pants down to his ankles.
Wenwei was caught off guard, standing there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. Before her stood two muscular
thighs, sandwiched between a pair of white boxer briefs, like
those —narrow enough to barely contain what was supposed to be covered. But now they served no purpose, for
what was meant to be contained had already struggled to break free, only to be held back by the elastic waistband, squeezed
tightly making the briefs bulge like a small mountain.
Shiwei watched, her breath catching in her throat. She couldn't help but lower her head, extending her delicate tongue
to gently lick it like a kitten. She licked with relish, until his penis was as hard as an iron rod, as if it might burst from the small piece of fabric
at any moment . Her panties were soaked with her saliva, becoming semi-transparent, clearly
revealing a thick, purplish-red penis. The glans was a darker color than the shaft, and because it had nowhere to extend,
it was slanted straight down to her waist. The scrotum, containing the two testicles, was round and red like a ripe lychee,
almost bursting out from between her legs.
She could no longer hold back, and with both hands, she pulled the panties down hard. The incredibly strong penis
sprang out with a whoosh, as if thanking her for finally freeing it, bowing repeatedly in front of her nose.
Without a word, she grabbed the penis with one hand and stuffed it into her mouth, like a starving person suddenly seeing a delicious meal, indulging in
a hearty meal; with her other hand, she supported the scrotum, playing with the two testicles between her fingers.
Wenwei's penis was tightly held in her warm little mouth, the swallowing and pulling causing her face
to rise and fall like a blower. Occasionally, she would pull his penis out of her mouth, using her tongue to lick and tease the ridges of the glans,
or lightly sweep her tongue down the protruding veins from the glans to the base. Her fingertips would then lightly scratch his scrotum
, making his penis feel like an angry, itchy, and unbearable sensation. This grown man was
being manipulated his head thrown back, breathing heavily, murmuring "Oh...oh...oh...oh..."
his legs trembling uncontrollably, so excited he didn't know whether he was in heaven or on earth.
Seeing him so overjoyed, Shiwei, fearing he might lose control and ejaculate prematurely, let go of
his penis to rest. He noticed her sudden stop and looked down. She was reaching up to her shoulders, pulling the straps of her nightgown to
the sides, and shivering a few times until the thin fabric gently floated to the ground. His eyes widened;
a sculpted, naked body was vividly displayed before him. Gazing at this stunning beauty, his heart stirred
, and he felt a surge of desire. But then he remembered she was his old friend's wife, and as the saying goes, "One should not
look at a friend's wife," how could he bring himself to do it? His mind raced, like fifteen buckets of water being drawn up and down. After a moment's hesitation, still caught
in this internal struggle, Shiwei had already cupped his large breasts in her hands, squeezing his penis between them, like a human-
made hot dog, and began to carefully manipulate it. Not only that, but whenever the glans peeked out from between her breasts, she would stick out her tongue and
flick it several times like a viper's hiss. Wow! Even an iron-cast Arhat would melt under her fiery passion.
How many men like Liu Xiahui can there be in this world? In less than a moment, he cast aside all morality and ethics, completely collapsing and
surrendering to her charms. He reached down to touch her crotch—good heavens! It was like he'd urinated; his hand was covered in sticky,
slippery vaginal fluid, burning hot, opening and closing rhythmically, yearning for a man's comfort.
He bent down and lifted her to his waist, his lips meeting hers, sucking on her delicate tongue. He saw
her eyes glazed over, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her legs wrapped around his buttocks, her lower body
twisting like a snake, pressing her vulva against his erect penis, rubbing it until he felt an unbearable tingling sensation. Even when he let go, she
wouldn't to hold his penis, licking the glans around her vaginal opening. Her juices were already flowing
down his scrotum. Using his waist strength, he thrust upwards, effortlessly inserting halfway. She cooperated perfectly,
releasing his grip and sinking down, the long, large penis instantly disappearing completely.
Wenwei supported her plump buttocks, repeatedly thrusting his penis in and out of her wet vagina.
The indescribable pleasure from the glans was irresistible, especially since she followed the rhythm, her vagina moving in and out in
perfect harmony, making it impossible to stop. The torrent of vaginal fluid had already flowed over his scrotum and started trickling down his thighs.
He gradually felt his legs weaken and tremble slightly, so he carried her and continued thrusting as he walked towards the bedroom.
My husband and I's life record, part two

(II)
After entering the bedroom, he threw her onto the bed, took the opportunity to strip off his upper body clothes, and
pounced on her naked. Shiwei had already placed a towel under her buttocks, spread her thighs almost into a straight line, and raised
her vulva to welcome him. He pressed down on her, and Shiwei used her hand to guide his penis so that the glans could be inserted into her vagina.
He thrust his waist forward and easily filled the little hole again. The two fleshy creatures embraced each other on the bed, as
inseparable as glue, rolling together, feeling the love between them, regretting that they had met too late.
Wenwei thrust in and out while looking down at the beautiful and moving scene of the two sex organs intertwining, seeing his
proud penis going in and out between her bright red labia minora, causing the
flowing lustful fluid to splash everywhere. Rarely, the tender skin at the entrance of her vagina was exceptionally long, being stretched
and pulled back and forth with each thrust of
the penis, as clearly as a close-up shot in a pornographic film; the entire vulva was flushed red from engorgement, the labia minora hardly gripping the bulging veins of the penis, making the friction sensation even more acute and intense; the
tender skin covering the clitoris was pulled and rubbed repeatedly by the labia, causing it to swell and harden, becoming as
thick as a little finger, pointing straight forward, almost touching the busy penis.
He, aroused, simply raised her legs, placing them on her shoulders, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper and thrust more
vigorously. Shiwei seemed to understand, placing her hands on the back of her legs and forcefully pulling her thighs towards her chest, allowing her lower body
to rise higher and their skin to press more intimately together. Sure enough, with each thrust, he pressed her thighs down even further,
like a seesaw in a child's game, one end lowered, the other raised, her buttocks rising and
falling in , a perfect harmony. For a moment, the entire bedroom was filled with sounds—
the slapping and squelching of their colliding organs, accompanied by the squelching of her juices, a three-dimensional, boundless erotic symphony. She could hear her
lower mouth making incessant noises, while her upper mouth, naturally, wouldn't remain silent, adding its own melody: "Ah...
ah...my little darling...love brother...ah...ah...you're so good at this...I'm giving you my life
...ah...ah...my little...feels so good...ah...ah...I'm going to lose it...I'm going to fly to heaven
...mmm...mmm...mmm..." As she spoke, her eyes closed tightly, her teeth clenched, her legs straightened, clinging to
his still-swaying waist, trembling uncontrollably, her fragrant sweat and juices spraying out simultaneously. One thought ran through her mind: Oh my
god! The intense ecstasy she had been yearning for these past few days was now the ecstasy she was experiencing! The powerful
orgasm brought her immense pleasure, finally releasing her of the depression she had been feeling for days.
After slowly digesting the afterglow of her climax, her whole body felt limp and she didn't want to move anymore.
Seeing that she had given him the feeling of being in heaven, Wenwei felt incredibly proud and thrust even harder,
pushing his penis to its very end with each stroke, wishing he could squeeze both testicles into her honeypot as well. He kept
repeating the pile-driving motion, letting his little brother experience endless pleasure, hoping that this
thrusting would continue for a lifetime, without end.
Shiwei was almost fainting from the unprecedented orgasm, and now, enduring his storm
of vigorous thrusting, she was completely powerless to resist. The only thing she could do was keep releasing her vaginal fluids to
repay his hard work. She was baffled; where did all this vaginal fluid come from? It seemed endless,
as if she had become a machine that only produced vaginal fluid, continuously churning out its product. The towel
under , originally intended to catch the semen after intercourse to prevent staining the sheets, was now soaked through with vaginal fluid before the semen
had even been ejaculated, and water could be wrung out by hand.
Wenwei withdrew his penis, lowered one leg from her shoulder while keeping the other on his arm, and then moved
her body to a side-lying position, kneeling on the bed. He arched his upper body, spreading her thighs into a split, her vulva
wide open. Due to the separation of her labia minora, several transparent, sticky
strands of vaginal fluid were stretched out, like a spider web sealing the vaginal opening. He pressed one hand against her thigh on his shoulder, and with the other, lifted his burning
penis, breaking through the web and inserting it into this "spider web cave." Whether it was because he swam frequently and had exceptionally strong waist, or because this
position made it easy to generate power, every thrust was powerful and resounding, penetrating deep into her depths
.
Her body swayed back and forth from the forceful impacts, her breasts bouncing with each movement. Wenwei reached out and
took turns caressing her, sometimes gripping tightly, sometimes kneading gently, attacking her from both above and below until she bounced like a freshly
caught fish. Her hands flailed wildly across the bed, almost tearing the sheets to shreds, her toes pointing
straight out like she was dancing ballet. Moans rose and fell, and he could hear her panting heavily as she
cried out, "Oh! My darling... ah... ah... ah... where did you learn such a good move... ah...
ah... ah... don't stop... ah... ah... ah... so good... oh! I'm about to tear you
apart... ah... ah... ah..." Before she finished speaking, her body trembled violently as if electrocuted, her eyelids
fluttered up and down, and a large gush of vaginal fluid surged onto his glans.
She felt wave after wave of orgasm coming her way, like a stone thrown into a lake, with
ripples spreading outwards from the center. Her whole body floated
and sank in these surging waves, completely submerged. Seeing her reaction, Wenwei knew she had reached the peak of orgasm again, and he quickened his pace,
thrusting his penis until it was as hard as steel and as hot as fire, moving rapidly and relentlessly inside her vagina. He continued
thrusting relentlessly until his glans was hard and numb, and his lower abdomen felt hot and he desperately contracted, before finally, unable to hold back any longer, he
ejaculated every last drop of his scalding hot semen deep into her vagina.
Shiwei was intoxicated by the ecstasy of her orgasm when, in her hazy state, she felt the rapidly penetrating penis inside her suddenly
change to slow, powerful thrusts. With each thrust to its hilt, a surge of hot, tingling fluid
hit her cervix, doubling the pleasure. Her fingers, which had been stroking her breasts, stopped moving and instead gripped them tightly as if trying to burst them,
knowing that he was also enjoying his orgasm and was ejaculating into her. She wrapped her arms around his
waist, pushing and pulling with his rhythm, allowing him to ejaculate all his semen into her vagina.
After the storm, all was calm. The two, having enjoyed themselves to the fullest, embraced each other, reluctant to part. Wenwei remained on top of her .
Her lower body pressed tightly against her vulva, not wanting the slowly softening penis to fall out so quickly, wanting it
to stay in the warm, moist hole a little longer. Their mouths kissed incessantly, as if glued together, their tongues teasing each other,
slipping in and out, their souls merging into one. Only when the pleasure gradually subsided, replaced by a lazy weariness, did they
fall asleep in each other's arms. Shiwei still held those adoring words in her hand, tightly gripping them before sweetly drifting into sleep.
Spring sleep is unaware of dawn, and when they woke up, it was already evening. The sweat, semen, and
vaginal fluid had all dried, leaving them feeling uncomfortable all over. The two got up, hand in hand, and went into the bathroom to wash themselves. Shiwei
first filled a tub with hot water, seeing that the dried vaginal fluid had stiffened her pubic hair into a hard lump. She rubbed it with her hands, and it all turned into
white powder, falling softly to the floor. Wenwei was urinating into the toilet when he
heard her sweet voice behind him: "I need to pee too..." He shook his penis a few times and moved
aside make room for her. After waiting a while without any movement, he curiously turned around to look. She said shyly and coquettishly, "Um...
I want you to hold me while I pee." Wenwei was both amused and exasperated, but he did as she asked. He went behind her,
supported her thighs with both hands, and lifted her up to face the toilet. But then she said, "Um... I need you to tease me before I can pee."
He almost burst out laughing and started whistling like a mother teasing a child to pee.
As soon as the whistle sounded, a jet of water spurted from her vulva, shooting forward in a silvery-white parabola, like
pearls falling onto a jade plate, making a "tinkling" sound in the toilet. After she finished urinating, Wenwei teased,
"Do you usually need someone to tease you when you pee? Does that mean your husband never has a moment to spare?" She giggled, "You're so cheeky!
I like it when you tease me, you're so annoying!" Her face flushed, she buried it in his chest. Seeing the bathtub was almost full,
he tossed her in, then climbed on top of her. The two of them tangled together in the tub,
water splashing everywhere, their bodies tumbling and turning in the waves, like a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water. After a
while, she told him to stand up, rubbed some soap on his penis
, and then gently massaged it, carefully cleaning the foreskin and glans.
Under her caresses, his penis slowly hardened, becoming longer and larger, erect in her hand. She gasped
in surprise, "Wow!" Within two minutes, the object before her eyes had more than doubled in size as if by magic—it was simply
unbelievable. She held up her fingers to compare; it was at least an inch and a half longer than her husband's penis, the glans
larger and rounder, the veins on the foreskin bulging like countless bluish-purple tree roots surrounding the entire shaft.
She sighed inwardly: "I was so eager to stuff it into my vagina before, I hadn't truly appreciated it. This is a
rare gem, one in a hundred! No wonder it brought me to such intense, exhilarating orgasms. If my husband had such a
magnificent member, I wouldn't need to seek it elsewhere." Thinking this, she couldn't help but kiss it several times, her hands unwilling to let go,
wishing she could swallow it whole. She truly loved it.
Lost in her thoughts, her cheeks flushed again, a fire in her heart gradually burning down to her lower body. She felt an
unbearable itch in her vulva again, and impatiently lay back, pulling him closer, her hands rubbing his hard penis against
her labia. Seeing her wanton state, Wenwei knew he had a new task; he wouldn't be able to escape until he satisfied her. Although
he met many young women on the beach, most of whom were willing to offer themselves,
none could compare to this slut in front of him when it came to bed responsiveness and sexual enjoyment. Since his penis had already been aroused by her, he figured he might as
well do it ; he needed it too! Seeing his glans touch her vaginal opening, he thrust forward, their bodies meeting again
. He wrapped his arms around her neck and began to thrust rapidly.
In an instant, the small bathtub was filled with a romantic and erotic atmosphere. Wenwei's undulating buttocks caused the water in the tub
to splash and soak the floor like a puddle. He truly lived up to his reputation as a swimming champion. His movements resembled a butterfly stroke
, with his waist constantly moving, rising and falling powerfully; then it was like a leisurely breaststroke,
his legs braced against the tub wall, extending and retracting, allowing his penis free movement; then he would hold her sideways, penetrating from behind,
like swimming sideways, one hand occasionally reaching forward to fondle her breasts; when tired, he would lie down like a backstroke swimmer, the woman
sitting on top, bouncing and tossing like a horse, lost in ecstasy.
Shiwei never imagined so many moves could be done in the bathtub, a feeling different from in bed, more
exciting, more novel. Seeing the surging waves in the tub, the two were immersed in the pleasure of carnal desire
, their movements fluid and unrestrained. Wenwei, suddenly aroused, finding the small bathtub insufficient for his full potential,
simply held her close again, rushing towards the bedroom.
After placing her on the bed, I grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge. Then I bent her legs and
raised them apart so her buttocks rested on the edge of the bed. Standing on the floor, my penis was at the same height as her vagina. I leaned forward
and easily inserted the entire length. Holding her knees with both hands, I began to thrust my hips back and forth.
Because this position required less effort, the frequency of my thrusts was naturally faster, and the penetration was more forceful. Each impact made her body
tremble and bounce, her breasts swaying back and forth like water balloons. The exquisite spectacle of sexual intercourse was now
laid bare before my eyes. The sight of the tender skin of the vagina being pulled in and out was crystal clear, and the sight of vaginal fluids being squeezed out and
gushing forth was even more captivating. The scene before my eyes was breathtaking, causing my penis to swell to the point of bursting.
I felt my heart pounding and my breath quickening, my muscles tensing and hardening. I couldn't help but exert all my strength, thrusting my penis as deep as I could, each thrust
ensuring the glans touched the cervix. After one round of thrusting, I felt my glans go numb, my ejaculation was about to begin, and I knew
I was about to give in.
Shiwei was breathless from his continuous thrusting, wave after wave of orgasms washing over her body.
She was enveloped in a blissful, increasingly intense pleasure, her nerves throbbing and her whole body convulsing
. She was already screaming hoarsely, barely managing to utter
a single syllable, "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." Endless waves of orgasm followed one after another, overwhelming her. Her body
moved like a caterpillar crawling on a branch. Finally, her whole body tensed, then suddenly relaxed, a gush of
vaginal fluid gushing from her uterus. Then she trembled violently as if chilled, her vagina rhythmically contracting and
relaxing, sucking on his penis like a small mouth.
Wenwei, eyes closed, thrust vigorously, preparing for his own orgasm, massaging her vagina with these contractions and relaxations .
He felt incredibly aroused, his pores opening wide, his abdominal muscles tightening inward. With a few shivers, spurts of
semen shot out like arrows from his penis, all of it flowing into her still-contracting vagina.
Both of them simultaneously let out a long breath and went limp. Wenwei felt his legs go weak and trembled slightly,
but he didn't want to pull his penis out immediately. So he leaned forward, grasping one of her breasts in each hand and gently kneading
them, releasing the lingering afterglow of his orgasm. Although extremely unwilling, his slowly shrinking penis finally forced its way
out . Shiwei immediately raised her lower body, pulling a pillow under her buttocks to prevent the precious semen
from leaking out. She thought: "I'm a machine for producing vaginal fluids, and you're a machine for producing semen. The first time, I couldn't save any
and it all flowed out and wasted. Luckily, I anticipated this, and he still has so much to ejaculate. If we want to get pregnant
, we'll rely on this sticky fluid."
Wenwei saw her sitting on her bottom, lost in thought, and asked her curiously what she was doing. She told him the truth, even
jokingly saying, "I hope those sperm are like their fathers, excellent swimmers, and obediently swim into the uterus,
then conception will be possible." He was startled and hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law, if you're really pregnant, won't Gangsheng find out about our relationship
? My father won't have any official status!" She laughed and said, "Hey, I'm
already yours. Don't keep calling me 'sister-in-law,' just call me by my name. Gangsheng isn't necessarily infertile
. "
" It's just that his sperm was weak. When he found out I was pregnant, he thought it was him who had conceived. He was overjoyed! As for the baby, he'll just make you his godfather. Are you satisfied now?" Wenwei replied, "I won't call you by your name
anymore. I'll just call you my sweetheart. Sweetheart, now that you have a child, your wish has been fulfilled. So you don't need to talk to me anymore, right?" She
tapped his nose with her finger and laughed non-stop, "Silly boy, you're jealous of your future son! If
your son isn't home, you're welcome to come whenever you want. I'm afraid you won't come!" Wenwei was relieved after hearing her
explanation . He jumped back onto the bed, lay down next to her, and the two of them hugged each other tightly and kissed repeatedly.
The spring night was fleeting, and amidst their sweet intimacy, night fell unnoticed. Shiwei, realizing they'd been too busy enjoying themselves to eat
all day , got up and said to Wenwei, "Look how useless I am! You're starving! You stay in
bed and rest until I've prepared dinner. What would you like to eat today?" Wenwei pulled her
back to the bedside, held her in his arms, and said softly, "My darling, I want to eat you! Alright, no need to cook
. Let's just grab something at the restaurant downstairs, that way we'll have more time. " "Let's be tender." She buried her head in her chest and replied
sweetly , "Your mouth is like honey, so sweet and charming, every word you say
hits the nail on the head." She found a suit for her husband in the closet and helped him put it on. While dressing herself in front of the mirror, she
said to him, "After dinner, I'll make you some sweet soup. Anyway, Gang Sheng won't be back until the day after tomorrow, so you can
sleep at my place for the next two nights!"
The two of them went downstairs to Hollywood Plaza for a quick dinner and then returned home to continue their flirting. Dry wood and raging fire,
the room was filled with spring; their deep affection was unspoken.
My husband and I's life record, part three

(III)
Gang Sheng spent the whole morning finishing his work at the factory. While the workers were having lunch, he asked the factory
driver to take him to the company dormitory. It was a two-story bungalow,
a villa rented specifically for employees from Hong Kong who needed to stay for two or three days. It was in the suburbs of Dongguan City, a place of birdsong and fragrant flowers, a self-contained area.
As soon as he got off the bus, a smiling young woman greeted him, taking his briefcase from him. He turned and slipped a
banknote into the driver's hand, telling him he could go back to the factory. Then, he put his arm around her swaying waist and
led her into . As soon as he sat down on the sofa, she handed him a steaming hot towel. While he was wiping his face, she knelt down
, took off his leather shoes, and put on a pair of slippers. He put down the towel, took a cup of fragrant tea, loosened his tie, and pulled her
onto his lap, kissing her cheek several times, making her giggle and hide in his arms.
Her name was Lily, eighteen years old, with delicate features, red lips, and white teeth, from Hubei. She was dressed fashionably, with long
, flowing hair, delicately drawn eyebrows, and a touch of rosy red on her lips, her complexion typical of a northern girl with a fair complexion and rosy cheeks.
It was a year ago. One evening, Gang Sheng finished work at the factory and
was dragged by several fellow Hong Kong workers to a disco in the city. Soon, he was drawn to a young woman nearby. She exuded
youthful energy, her oval face and sweet smile were captivating. She had a short waist, long legs, a full bottom, and a prominent
bust, like a ripe peach. As she swayed with her dance, even through her clothes, you could feel her breasts
bouncing. Her round buttocks, taut in her tight jeans,
swayed . While secretly enjoying his ice cream, he was encouraged by his colleagues to approach her under the pretense of striking up a conversation, only to be
startled by her enthusiasm. Upon learning he was from Hong Kong, she not only readily agreed to be friends but
also pressed herself tightly against him during their slow dance, her breasts pressing against him so much he could barely breathe. Finally,
with mutual consent, they consummated their relationship and he took her back to his villa that very night. Their passionate encounter and intimate moments lasted all night 　　. Her fervent response and cooperative nature in bed completely captivated him. The experience was entirely different from his routine with his wife
, and this one night of passion led him to succumb to her charms. The next day, as she was leaving, he slipped a thousand Hong Kong dollars into her purse, saying with reluctance, "How will I find you next time I come back?" She giggled, "Thank you! You're so kind. Anyway, when you're on business trips, no one takes care of you, and you don't even get a drop of soup . If you don't mind, let me be your mistress, and you'll have someone to serve you during your few days back home!" He was delighted and readily accepted her as his mistress, what people commonly call a "second wife." During his few days back on business trips to the mainland, he indulged in her tenderness in his luxurious home, completely forgetting his homeland. 　　Coming to his senses, he felt an increasing tenderness for her. While kissing her, his hands also became restless. Seeing her nestled against him like a little bird, he slipped his hands inside her clothes, gently caressing . Lily lightly slapped his chest: "You lecherous devil! Look at you, you've been working hard all day, covered in sweat . Go take a shower. Your towel and underwear are on the stool; let me get you some soup." 　　Gangsheng quickly took a shower, not even putting on underwear, and while drying himself with a towel, he quietly walked behind her, suddenly scooped her up, and headed straight for the bedroom. Her legs were trembling...

She stomped her feet, yelling, "Ouch! Look how rushed you are! You almost spilled the soup, ruining my plans.
It's not like I told you not to come, what were you rushing about?" She giggled and pounded his chest with her little fists.
He didn't reply, rolling onto the bed with her and sealing her mouth with his, silencing her completely.
He reached behind her, pulling down her dress, and with both hands, he yanked the sleeves forward, revealing a pair of
large, white, round breasts that bounced out with a "plop," swaying from side to side as she struggled. He
cupped , pressing down with his palms, causing the small, red nipple to bulge upwards, plump and tender,
temptingly inviting. He moved his mouth from her cherry-like lips to her nipple, kissing it gently until it swelled and hardened. He
then licked it vigorously with the tip of his tongue and gently bit it with his teeth, while his hands cupped her breasts and kneaded them from side to side, arousing her to
the point of unbearable lust. Her waist twisted and turned, her face flushed, her breathing rapid, and hot breaths escaping from her nostrils. While
attacking her other breast in the same way, he bent one leg and hooked the top of her panties with his toes, then
kicked down, pulling the small strip of fabric down to her feet. Lily took the opportunity to throw her leg off, falling off the bed.
Gang Sheng moved to her thighs, reached out and bent her legs, then
spread them apart, revealing a plump vulva. She took the opportunity to take off her clothes, lying naked, allowing him
to do as he pleased without any hindrance. With one hand, Gang Sheng used her fingertips to spread apart the two red labia minora. With the other hand, she put her fingertips in her mouth,
dabbed some saliva, and then gently rubbed them against the clitoris, as if giving it a massage. In no time, the already moist
vulva became even more aroused, and the vaginal fluid gushed out like a burst dam, soaking her lower body.
Her vulva was different from Shi Wei's. Her pubic hair was
sparse, like that of a girl who had just developed puberty, with only a small tuft on the mons pubis. The inside of her labia minora was almost completely bald, so smooth that it was almost invisible. Her labia minora were shorter but lighter in color, pink,
and had a charming little black mole. There were more tender skin at the vaginal opening, making it look like a fairy cave with multiple doors and windows.
The clitoris was particularly different. The head was so large that it could not be covered by the tubular tender skin around it. It protruded outward like a small glans,
as delicate and exquisite as a red bean from the south, which would make anyone who saw it dizzy for a moment.
Lily's barren genitals were now tingling unbearably from the caresses, her waist arching upwards and downwards, her mouth
murmuring incoherently, "Ah...ah...it's so itchy...it feels so good...ah...ah...good
brother...come and...stop the itch...ah...ah..." As she cried out, she reached down to his crotch, her fingers
gripping his penis and stroking it incessantly. He felt his foreskin being stroked up and down, the friction making his glans incredibly pleasurable, his penis
growing harder and harder, as solid as an iron rod. Unable to resist any longer, he knelt between her legs, placing her thighs
on his own, his glans already touching the entrance to her vagina. Then, with a powerful thrust forward, he heard
a soft "thud," and his hot, throbbing penis was instantly buried completely inside her warm, moist vagina. Lily then
opened her mouth, her eyes narrowing into slits, and let out a long, satisfied "Oh..." of pure bliss.
Before he could even thrust, Lily had already taken the lead, her buttocks rubbing back and forth, side to side.
The layers of tender skin around his penis at the entrance of her vagina relentlessly rubbed against it, the muscles inside contracting and relaxing with her vaginal muscles.
It felt as if his glans was being sucked by a warm, wet mouth, creating a unique sensation. So
he paused, taking the opportunity to look down and watch, letting her have her fill. Before him, his thick, powerful penis
was inserted into her narrow vagina, stretching it to its limit. Thin strands of white, lustful fluid squeezed out from the crevice,
slowly flowing towards her perineum, then pooling on the sheet beneath her buttocks, staining it with a circular wet patch. He let her
rub like this for a while, until he felt her pace slowing and her strength waning, then he positioned himself correctly, using
the power he had gathered, and thrust in forcefully, all the way to the hilt. Then, he braced himself on the bed with both hands,
his lower body moving rapidly up and down in a rhythmic thrusting motion.
Lily, already on the verge of climax, quickly reached her climax with a series of powerful thrusts
. Beneath his undulating hips, she was like a delicate begonia in a storm, its branches and leaves
scattered , utterly defenseless. Xiao trembled uncontrollably, using her last strength to cry out intermittently,
"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." accompanying his rhythm. As she cried out,
her whole body suddenly tensed, she clung to his waist, trembling violently. A series of rhythmic waves from her lower abdomen released a torrent of
vaginal fluid spraying it out from between her legs, soaking his scrotum as if it had been pulled from water.
Seeing her panting beneath him, Gang Sheng naturally pressed his advantage, thrusting even harder, pulling his penis to the entrance and then
plunging it all the way in. With his mechanical movements, the sounds of flesh colliding, "slap, slap," and
the squelching of overflowing vaginal fluids mingled with half-dead
moans of "oh...wah...oh...wah..." The sounds of water and flesh filled the air, arousing an inexplicable excitement.
Gang Sheng was puzzled: the same penis, which had been unresponsive this morning,
was now miraculously functioning. Taking advantage of the situation, he used his waist to spread her legs apart, straddled her
, and reached behind her, grabbing her shoulders from behind. With a forceful thrust, he pulled her shoulders down, and without
the recoil, her plump vulva pressed hard against his penis, making a loud "slap."
Then he began a rapid, sweeping thrust, pushing in and out as if determined to flatten her. Her
labia minora and clitoris were already engorged and hard, and the relentless pressure from the base of his penis created a
numbing and tingling sensation. Inside her vagina, the ridges of his erect penis scraped against her, causing an unbearable itch. She was completely lost in pleasure,
every cell in her body throbbing with a current of ecstasy, her nerve endings pulsating uncontrollably. She felt suffocated,
her ten fingers frantically clawing at his back like a drowning person clutching a lifebuoy.
Gang Sheng, infected by her wantonness, grew increasingly energetic and faster, like a never-ending engine,
charging forward relentlessly. The frequency of their moans and the sounds of their bodies colliding accelerated, becoming a continuous, almost incessant roar
that echoed throughout the small room. He repeatedly arched and bent his body, his penis moving in and out with each thrust,
the glans sending waves of indescribable pleasure to his brain, until he could no longer control himself. Suddenly, a
massive wave crashed over him. He shuddered violently, letting out a loud "Ah..." as his glans gushed forth
spurts of hot semen, shooting straight into the depths of her vagina like arrows. Lily also cried out in unison, "Ah..."
With a cry, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her fingernails digging deep into the muscles of his back, dragging down
from his shoulder to his waist, leaving ten red welts.
After the initial shock, they remained still, embracing each other, breathing heavily, gazing sweetly at each other. A sticky fluid
continued to flow from the point where their genitals met, but they ignored it, remaining in that position,
pressing down on each other, glued together, continuing to savor the slowly fading pleasure.
After lying like this for more than ten minutes, Lily gently pulled away, patting his now-shrunken, adorable
penis, and said, "Sweetheart, if you keep going like this, I'm afraid you'll kill me. Lie down and rest for a while before
eating." She got out of bed, wrung out a hot towel, carefully wiped the fluid-covered penis clean, then pulled a thin blanket
over him before putting on her clothes and going to the kitchen to prepare food.
Soon, the pre-cooked food was heated up, and a set of pajamas was handed to Gang Sheng to change into. The two then sat down
around the table. Just as Lily was about to bring the hot soup to his lips, his pager started beeping incessantly. He
made a call back to Taiwan and found out that the chairman of the Hong Kong headquarters, Zhang Shuhan, had just arrived at the branch factory to inspect the business and asked
him to hurry back and greet him. Gang Sheng dared not delay and quickly finished his lunch. The driver's car was already parked at the door.
He got into the car, still wearing his suit and carrying his briefcase.
(IV)
It was almost evening when he finished introducing the situation at the factory and breathed a sigh of relief. In the conference room,
the chairman asked him, "This is my first time back at the branch factory. Is there a good restaurant nearby? Please suggest
one. I have to rush back to Hong Kong after dinner." Gang Sheng was eager to have the opportunity to show off his abilities to the chairman
, but thinking that he had already eaten plenty of delicacies, a simple home-cooked meal would be
more . She said to him, "The dishes at the restaurant are all the same, I'm tired of them.
How about something ? If you don't mind, please come to my humble abode and let my wife cook some of her specialties for you."
The chairman thought to himself, "That makes sense. It's been over two years since my wife and children immigrated to Canada, and I haven't
had home-cooked meal in ages." He replied, "Sure, let me try your cooking, sister-in-law. I just bought
a bottle of foreign liquor at customs; I'll bring it to your house as a souvenir!" Gang Sheng called Lily to instruct her to make the arrangements, and then he
and the chairman left the factory together.
In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, the car pulled up in front of the villa. As soon as the chairman was ushered inside, Lily came out of the kitchen
with a cup of fragrant tea. She had changed into a black lace coat, and her off-white bra
was faintly visible through the fabric. Her face was lightly made up, making her even more alluring. The table was already set with food. She
took off her apron and gestured for the chairman to sit down, handing him a hot towel. In slightly broken
Cantonese, she said, "It's a rare treat for the chairman to grace us with his presence. This is just a simple meal; I don't know if it suits your taste, but
please make yourself at home and don't stand on ceremony!"
Zhang Shuhan, in his forties, wore gold-rimmed glasses. As is typical of middle age, he had
a small belly and a mustache, making him look much older. However, due to his love of sports in his youth,
his muscles were still well-developed, rivaling those of a young man. Turning around, he noticed
that , the two round, white, smooth mounds of her plump buttocks peeking out from the sides of the legs.
He couldn't help but stare, his mind wandering, until she sat down beside him, at which point he finally calmed down. He opened the bottle of foreign liquor, poured three glasses,
and said to her, "I'm sorry to bother you today. Sister-in-law, you are truly beautiful and skillful. Let me toast you first."
Lily quickly raised her glass in return, "Not at all, not at all, Chairman, you flatter me. Please, pick up your chopsticks." Through her raised
sleeve, Shu Han could just catch a glimpse of half of her breasts. Her tender, white breasts were firm and full, like two large buns. Her bra
couldn't fully cover them, revealing half of her alabaster-like spheres. The deep cleavage squeezed out from the center of the spheres was clearly
visible through the neckline of her clothes. Before he even took a sip of the liquor, he swallowed several times. After the liquor went down, he felt even more
hot all over, and his heart pounded like a deer.
While she went into the kitchen to get rice, he took off his suit jacket and whispered to Gangsheng, "You're really cunning, secretly
keeping a pretty girl hidden away. You know how to enjoy life! I've heard that northern girls have fair skin and smooth flesh, and it's true. Look at your figure
, it's truly first-rate! Big at the top and bottom, small in the middle
, just like a guitar. I bet you're pretty good in bed too!" Gangsheng didn't know how to answer, so he changed the subject: "People say that a girl with a good figure is like a gourd,
not a guitar." He laughed: "Think about it, what's the difference between a gourd and a guitar?
One has a hole at the bottom, the other doesn't." Gangsheng suddenly realized and laughed along with him.
At that moment, Lily put a bowl of rice in front of Shuhan. He secretly reached out a hand, went behind her, and gently pinched her
plump buttocks . The sudden action startled Lily, but out of respect for Gangsheng,
she pretended nothing had happened and lowered her head to eat. In truth, Gang Sheng had witnessed everything from beginning to end.
He already guessed what the chairman wanted from his lecherous gaze, but Lily was, after all, his woman, and he couldn't simply offer her up.
Then he saw Shu Han clinging to Lily, desperately urging her to drink, grabbing her hand and foot when she refused, almost forcing her to drink
. A pang of jealousy rose in his heart, and the more he watched, the more resentful he felt. Before he knew it, he'd downed a large glass of liquor.
Halfway through the meal, all three were slightly tipsy, their faces flushed, but the atmosphere wasn't so tense anymore. Shu Han put his hand
on Lily's shoulder and said to Gang Sheng, "I know you've always been loyal to the company. Director Li from
the Hong Kong headquarters is retiring next month, and I plan to have you take his place. Whether it succeeds or not depends on your
performance." The implication was clear. Gang Sheng also had his own calculations. He thought that while Lily was good, a man
ultimately prioritizes his career, and besides, with money in his pocket, why worry about not having women? Anyway, Lily was someone he met in a brothel,
not his real wife. Once she became the director, the line of women would probably stretch for a whole street.
He gritted his teeth, deciding to go with the flow, using Lily as bait to carry out his honey trap.
While Shuhan was in the restroom, he pulled Lily aside to give her his instructions. She listened shyly and said, "How can that be
! Even if it's real or fake, I'm still your wife. Even if I agreed, aren't you afraid of being cuckolded?" Gangsheng comforted
her, "Of course I wouldn't want that. This time, it's a one-time exception. When I come back next week, I'll give you a big
gold bar . Are you satisfied now? When I become the director, you'll get even more benefits." Actually, Lily also had her own...
She thought to herself, "Anyway, I'm only doing this for money. Finding a good place to dock is only natural. Honestly,
it's all the same who I'm with—lying in bed, letting a dick poke me around. What's the difference between one and two?" She
nudged Gang Sheng with her buttocks and said in a coquettish voice, "Let's make this clear first, it was your idea. Don't use
me as a stepping stone and then throw me away." Gang Sheng nodded obsequiously, agreeing to everything.
As soon as Shu Han came out of the bathroom, Lily rushed up to him, saying in a flirtatious tone, "Oh! Chairman,
it's all your fault. I almost got you drunk. Feel my body; it's so hot!" As she spoke, she pulled
his hand to her face. Shu Han couldn't have been happier, gently stroking her pink face, unwilling to let go. Seeing
the chairman pretended to suddenly remember something, muttering to himself, "Oh no!
I rushed back and forgot several documents at the factory. I have to go get them right away, or the chairman won't have time to take them back to Hong Kong."
He then put on his coat and hurriedly rushed out the door.
Shu Han's hands moved lower and lower, increasingly unruly, snake-like as they slithered down from her neck. Lily wrapped her arms
around his waist, closed her eyes, and let him do as he pleased, her breath hot and strong-smelling with alcohol. Her lower body
rubbed against his crotch, and she gradually felt her small member inside inflate like a balloon. Seeing
her half-hearted resistance, Shu Han boldly reached out and pressed his hands against her breasts, grabbing and kneading them vigorously. After
a while, he simply lifted her coat, grabbed her bra, and pulled it up. Two
large, round breasts, like rubber balls, sprang out, emitting a fragrant aroma, swaying before his eyes. Shu Han's eyes
widened like saucers, his breathing suddenly quickened, and the heat fogged up his glasses. He quickly took them off and set them
aside , his ten fingers cupping and kneading each of her breasts with great pleasure.
Lily let him do as he pleased, her head tilted back in comfort, moaning softly. The two nipples
hardened with each squeeze in his hands, standing proudly erect, red like two fresh cherries just picked from a tree. Shu Han couldn't resist bending down
and putting one in his mouth, licking and teasing it with his tongue, or sucking hard, feeling as if he had become a child again,
suddenly back into an infant, nestled in his mother's arms, nursing. Lily received his onslaught of pinching and sucking, her whole body
tingling with itchiness, her slender waist twisting and turning like a snake, her moans growing louder and louder, turning into
cries of "Ah...ah...ah..." Her hands slid from his waist to his thighs, pressing and kneading his bulging erection,
feeling his penis throbbing incessantly, as if trying to break free.
In the chaos, Lily's outer clothes and bra had been removed by Shu Han, leaving her bare upper body, which had originally been
fair and rosy , now a deep pink, whether from the alcohol or from the pleasure of the man's caresses
, she couldn't tell. In a hazy state, she felt Shu Han's wet, hot tongue leave her breasts
and move downwards, lingering around her navel. The sensation of her navel being licked was unique, both itchy and tingling,
making her feel like she was being bitten by insects, her pores wide open, her lower abdomen twitching in waves, her vulva becoming slippery, and slowly some
vaginal fluid seeping out, making her panties stick to her labia, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Shu Han seemed to know she was suffering from the sticky fluid, so he immediately
pulled , finally freeing her pent-up vulva and exposing it completely to him. Except for
a small tuft of pubic hair on her mons pubis, her plump, white vulva was completely bare, offering no concealment whatsoever. Her two
labia were snow-white and full, like a large, white steamed bun at a wedding banquet; sandwiched between them were two bright red, tender labia minora, like
the fleshy petals of a giant clam, with a small portion protruding delicately. At the ends of these petals hung a few
glistening drops of vaginal fluid, ready to drip, like ripe peaches waiting to be picked. He first licked
around her vulva a few times with the tip of his tongue, then moved to her labia minora, licking the few drops of sweet, sticky fluid onto his tongue,
savoring them before swallowing.
Lily cradled his head in her hands, tearing and scratching his hair wildly, turning his once neatly styled parted hair
into a bird's nest. Shuhan straightened up, swept her up in his arms, and carried her towards the bedroom. Reaching the bed,
he gently placed her on the edge, quickly stripping off all his clothes, leaving himself completely naked
before . Lily stole a glance between his legs—good heavens! A bright red, erect penis
stood straight up, nodding its head like an enraged snake. Although its thickness was similar to Gang Sheng's,
the glans was enormous, swollen and round, like a gong mallet. She was shocked, unable to imagine
how her narrow vagina could accommodate it. She quickly used her fingers to pull her labia minora apart, guiding him to the opening to avoid
injuring her skin with any rough handling.
If it were a young man, he would have been burning with passion and charged in without a second thought. Shu Han, however
, was gentle and unhurried. He knelt by the bed, spread her thighs apart, then lowered his head between her legs, his
tongue attacking her wide-open vulva. Experience truly made a difference; his tongue touched
only the most sensitive areas. He first carefully licked her labia minora, then took one into his mouth,
gently biting it with his teeth, pulling it outwards, and then releasing it. The labia snapped back into place with a "pop," like
playing with a flexible rubber. He used the same method on both labia, watching the tender skin
rise and fall with each touch, making soft, gurgling sounds. Lily's vulva had never been played with like this before; it felt fresh
and special, and her juices flowed more and more, turning her vulva into a flooded paradise.
Having had his fill of the labia minora, Shu Han moved on to the clitoris. The little red bean was already hard and erect,
its entire pale pink tip exposed and glistening. Shu Han curled his lips into a trumpet shape, took the tip into his mouth, and
sucked hard like sucking on a snail, pulling the clitoris into his mouth, making it long and almost pulled out. Lily's
whole body jerked as if she had been electrocuted, and she jumped up. After sucking for a few times, her entire vulva felt like it was on fire, burning hot, and
she wished he would immediately stuff that mallet into her vagina to relieve the itching. She pleaded, "Chairman...
hurry... ah... oh... I can't hold back... it's so uncomfortable..." Shu Han then left
the clitoris and moved his mouth to the vaginal opening, circling the small hole with the tip of his tongue while continuing
to rub the clitoris with the mustache on his lip. The tip of the mustache was like a brush, gently rubbing back and forth on the tender flesh, sometimes piercing into the crevices,
making it even more itchy; his warm, wet tongue brought all the flowing vaginal fluid into his mouth, and even if more flowed or faster, it wouldn't stop the flow.
He didn't go in. Lily was attacked from both places at the same time, feeling intense sensations from both sides, which drove her to the brink of madness, causing her to convulse
uncontrollably . Gasping for breath, she said, "Please...come in quickly...I'm going crazy from the pain..."
Seeing that he had exhausted all her desire, Shu Han felt that his penis was as hard as an iron rod, and he couldn't hold back any longer, so
he pulled up , aimed his large glans at her wet opening, and thrust in with force.
With a "squelch," his entire penis was completely inside in one go. Lily's cervix
was hit hard by his glans, and her whole body ached. She couldn't help but cry out, "Ouch!" and trembled a few times while hugging his waist
. Her vulva, which had been licked dry, was once again filled with lustful fluid. She casually grabbed his waist, pushing and pulling him, moving his penis
in and out of his stretched vagina until the discomfort inside him turned into boundless pleasure, waves of which washed
over her. Only then did she let out a sigh of relief and say sweetly, "As expected, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. You've made my little one
feel so good! Chairman, no wonder men like to grow mustaches, it turns out they're specifically for dealing with
girls ." He replied, "Who says I'm old? Look at my little brother, and you'll know I'm still got
it. How can a young punk compare to me? We've already reached our point of union, so from now on, stop calling me Chairman and just call me
Little Zhang!" Lily almost burst out laughing, thinking, "Almost fifty years old, and still calling me Little Zhang." He said, "Calling me
'Little Zhang' is too formal. It's much better to call me 'Sweetheart'! Sweetheart, hurry up and thrust your big cock in and out.
You've made my cunt so uncomfortable. If you don't fix it, don't blame me for ignoring you in the future."
Without saying a word, Shu Han took a deep breath, straightened his waist, and began to thrust his penis in and out rapidly.
Standing by the bed and welcoming the pelvis was much easier for an older person. For a while, the penis
went in and out of the vagina non-stop, unstoppable. The two labia opened and closed with each thrust, and the layers of tender skin
at the entrance pushed in and out by the penis, which was very exciting to watch. The huge glans was now even larger,
pushing and pulling in and out of the vagina like a piston, grinding the vagina with pleasure and comfort, constantly sending out vaginal fluid, which was carried out by the penis,
ground into white semen, and then flowed back to the perineum; sometimes a large gush would suddenly gush out, spraying out from the slit,
splashing water everywhere, even wetting the thighs of both of them. His scrotum swayed back and forth with his body, causing his testicles
to slap against his perineum, dripping with the precum and splashing onto the bed.
The lustful couple engaged in passionate intercourse, moaning loudly, their voices a
duet of "Oh... Wow... Oh... Wow..." rising and falling with the rhythm of their thrusts, a harmonious union. In moments of ease, they
danced tension, they clung to each other, filling the room with a spring-like atmosphere, lost in blissful pleasure.
Gang Sheng quietly sipped his coffee at the coffee shop across the street, glancing at his watch. More than an hour had passed since he left the villa.
Thinking they should be finished, he paid the bill and strolled back. Entering the living room, he saw the bedroom door ajar, bras and panties scattered
on , knowing Lily had successfully completed her task. As soon as he sat down on the sofa,
he heard soft moaning coming from the bedroom, secretly admiring the chairman's stamina; he was surprisingly stronger than
many young men. He turned on the TV, lit a cigarette, and leaned back on the sofa to rest.
Inside the room, Shu Han thrust in and out over two hundred times in a row, leaving Lily dazed and paralyzed,
lying limply on the bed with her limbs spread wide, letting him pound and thrust into her grotesquely. She had no strength left to scream, her body like a corpse
, her body moving back and forth under Shu Han's violent thrusts, her large breasts swaying back and forth
. Shu Han watched, releasing his hands from her thighs and instead grabbing her breasts. Upon contact, he felt
they were hard yet soft, slippery to the touch, so he continued thrusting, grasping one breast in each hand and kneading them gently,
lost in pleasure. Lily, attacked from both above and below, experienced wave after wave of orgasms, too many to count. Her throat, already
hoarse from shouting, suddenly erupted again, a series of gasps...
Strangely enough, these cries, though irregular and off-key, sounded
like heavenly music to a man's ears, lingering for days, intoxicating and unforgettable. Shu Han, after a long period of thrusting,
was beginning to feel his strength waning, a little tired. Her cries, however, were like a shot of adrenaline,
rousing him to charge forward again, relentlessly. His hands gripped her breasts tightly, his lower body thrusting wildly and faster
, until his semen churned and surged forth, finally gushing forth. Countless streams of semen gushed out, one
after another, as he convulsed and ejaculated, filling her vagina to overflowing overflowing depths.
Lily's cervix was simultaneously washed and impacted by the hot semen, and the unprecedentedly hard glans during ejaculation further amplified her
orgasm, causing her to tremble uncontrollably, her whole body shuddering and unable to stop. With all her might, she cried
out, "Sweetheart...I...I...I'm coming!" Her legs gripped his waist, her hands clawed wildly behind her back, her head swayed from
side to side, her eyes were tightly closed, her teeth clenched so tightly they cracked, and all her muscles were taut like a fully drawn bow. After
a series of spasms, she finally released her octopus-like limbs, letting out a sigh of relief, and collapsed
motionless on the edge of the bed. Shu Han took the opportunity to lie on top of her, embracing her warm, soft body until his penis, trailing clumps of sticky semen,
withdrew his body. Only then did he climb onto the bed, tenderly embracing Lily and kissing her passionately.
My Husband and I's Life, Part Four:

Fifteen minutes later, Lily broke free from Shuhan's bear hug and said to him, "Don't move, let me get
a towel to clean you up." The moment she stepped onto the ground, the semen that had accumulated in her vagina liquefied into
a thin, pale, rice-water-like liquid, trickling down her thighs. She quickly grabbed two tissues from the dressing table and dabbed them
at her opening, instantly soaking them. She tossed them into the trash can, grabbed two more, and covered herself with her hands before
heading out. As soon as she stepped out of the living room, she saw Gangsheng leaning against the sofa. She hadn't expected him to be back and was
momentarily . Realizing she was currently naked and covered in filth, she felt incredibly embarrassed. Remembering what had just happened, which he
had obviously overheard, her face flushed crimson. Gang Sheng turned around and saw her
standing , her hair disheveled, her cheeks flushed, her eyebrows furrowed, and two lines of white, sticky discharge hanging from her inner thighs,
extending down to her knees. A trickle of fluid was still seeping from her vulva through her fingers. Even the idiot remembered what
had happened . Seeing this, he felt a pang of jealousy and regretted his decision. But thinking the bigger picture was more important, he
pretended nothing was wrong and said to Lily, "Why don't you go wash up in the bathroom?" turning his face away from the television.
Lily washed herself in the bathroom, then grabbed a damp towel and slipped behind Gang Sheng into the bedroom.
Fang, holding Shuhan's penis in one hand and pulling back the foreskin, wiped the glans with a towel in the other, saying to him,
"Dong... ah... sweetheart, where did you get so much semen? I haven't even finished flowing out yet!
It's like the amount of three or four people, you must have been holding it in for a long time, right?" Shuhan replied shamefully, "To be honest,
since my wife immigrated to Canada, I haven't been close to women for too long, and I'm not used to hiring prostitutes. What I gave you is a year's
worth!" Lily was amused and giggled non-stop, tapping his nose with her finger, and said in a coquettish voice,
"I don't believe it, your mouth is so sweet, I wonder how many girls have been fooled by you!" After saying that, she turned and lay down
in his arms.
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Shu Han pinched one of her breasts with his five fingers, slowly caressing and kneading it. He rubbed it while
lightly . The flesh in his arms was warm and smooth, fragrant and intoxicating.
He secretly regretted meeting her too late, and felt a child's longing for a newly bought favorite toy, both satisfied and excited. Lily's breasts were constantly being caressed and rubbed by him, and she
gradually felt itchy again. Her cheeks flushed, her breath quickened, and she swayed her plump buttocks incessantly.
She didn't care that Gang Sheng could hear her outside; her moans grew louder and louder. Her newly cleaned breasts were once again
overflowing with lustful fluids, becoming soaked.
Shu Han's penis, which had been like a deflated balloon, soft as a layer of skin, was now being rubbed and rubbed by her swaying buttocks
. A warm feeling flowed down from his heart, awakening it. Once it reacted, it couldn't be stopped,
like air being pumped into a balloon, slowly swelling up. In the blink of an eye, as if by magic, the soft leather transformed into
an iron rod , hardening and thrusting into her cleft. With the help of her vaginal fluids, it slipped unknowingly into her vagina from behind.
Shu Han was unable to stop, eager for a second round, willing to risk his life for his beauty, to once again cross the Jade Gate Pass with the spring breeze. He
lifted one of her thighs with his hands, placing it on his waist, arching his body forward
,
so that his penis was perfectly positioned between her legs. He then reached forward and gripped her breasts, using this as leverage, and thrust back and forth. His several-inch-long penis moved nimbly in and out of her vagina, moving in and out with ease. Perhaps due to a natural endowment, his penis was also different:
the penis erected first, and then during intercourse, the glans grew larger and larger. Although the glans was disproportionately large, it was
a natural gift to women.
Lily's unbearably itchy vulva was instantly filled by the hot, hard cylinder, a sensation so pleasurable it felt like flying to
heaven . She forgot who she was, using her strength to grip the penis tightly with her vaginal muscles, making the contact
even closer and the friction even more acute, so that when they reached their climax together, they could experience unparalleled pleasure. Shuhan's penis
was wrapped tightly in her vagina, like wearing a tailor-made flesh garment, allowing him to thrust
freely and easily within the tender tubules, sending wave after wave of pleasure through him. The few tender skins at the vaginal opening gripped the base of the penis like a rubber band, making
it harder and harder. The glans also performed its special function, growing larger and larger, stretching the vaginal walls until they bulged. The
edges of the flesh rubbed against the vaginal folds, transmitting boundless pleasure to both of them, making them tremble with pleasure.
Lily felt the penis inside her vagina thrusting faster and faster, the glans swelling larger and larger, and the speed of her orgasms shortening
. Before she could even process one, another would follow, and she felt overwhelmed. She screamed desperately,
"Oh...oh...sweetheart...little brother...you're so amazing...oh...oh...I...
I...oh...I'm going to die...oh...don't stop...harder...yes...oh...I'm
going to cum again! Oh...ah...!" She gripped his hands tightly, pressing them hard against her breasts,
shivering a dozen times before turning her head away, gazing at Shu Han with infatuated eyes, and saying weakly, "Why
are you getting more and more excited? You're even better at playing than a young man, almost making my little one burst too."
Before she could finish speaking, Shu Han had already moved her body to lie face down on the bed, then lifted her
buttocks with his hands, spreading her thighs to the sides. Her snow-white, plump buttocks and bright red vulva were facing him directly
, making him drool. Shu Han couldn't bear to waste time admiring her. He aimed his erect penis at
the small slit and thrust it in again. With one thrust, the
pre-ejaculate fluid that hadn't yet flowed out was squeezed out with a "squeak," spraying all over his pubic hair, making the dark hair glisten with tiny pearl-
like droplets. He cupped her plump buttocks with both hands, his lower body thrusting incessantly, rubbing his penis until it felt
numb and pleasurable, sending waves of indescribable pleasure to his brain. Sweat soaked her entire body, streaming down her back, only to evaporate with
her hot body heat. All her strength was concentrated in one movement, knowing only to keep
thrusting, thrusting, and thrusting again...
Lily was almost exhausted from the thrusting, all her sensory nerves receiving only one message:
the pleasure coming from her vagina; everything else was numb, and she didn't even notice when Shu Han turned her over. She was now
lying face up, facing the ceiling. Shu Han lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, his own calves pushing against the bed.
He held her thighs with both hands, his buttocks undulating like waves as his penis continued the same motion inside her vagina. Lily's
lower body was lifted several inches off the bed, throbbing and convulsing with each thrust, pitifully helpless as she endured the powerful impact of his large
penis , her juices flying everywhere.
Shu Han was like a pile driver, determined to drive that iron pillar into the hole without leaving an inch. Each time
his penis reached the entrance, he would immediately plunge it deep again, leaving no room for retreat, repeating this endlessly.
Despite their thirty-year age difference, like a pear blossom pressing down on a crabapple, one a young woman, the other
a seasoned veteran, their cooperation in bed was seamless and without any generation gap. The wetness of her breasts made a soft, wet sound, her thighs
slapped against each other, and they both groaned with excitement. The bed creaked and groaned as it rocked... The sounds
mingled together, creating a beautiful symphony, rising and falling, melodious and lingering.
Suddenly, the sounds became deafening. The two were reaching their climax, about to reach a
state of and reap the rewards of their hard work. In a dizzying rush, Shuhan's glans
swelled like a balloon filled with excess gas, round and swollen like an American black plum, about to burst;
the veins on his penis bulged and became blue, unprecedentedly strong, constantly accumulating and intensifying the tingling sensation; Lily's labia minora
were full of blood, hard and spread open like a baby's mouth crying for milk; her clitoris was erect
and stretched outwards, covered with spiderweb-like red blood vessels; her two nipples turned jujube red and protruded upwards: all
the sensitive parts collected every drop of pleasure and sent it all to the brain.
In an instant, a sudden numbness enveloped his glans, causing Shuhan to involuntarily arch his back,
followed by a spasm of his muscles, his lower body pressing against her vulva. In a flash, billions of life
seeds surged forth like a herd of wild horses released from their dam, rushing forward, galloping through his penis and into
the warm, moist cradle of conception. Lily's entire body's nerve endings exploded simultaneously, jumping rhythmically in unison.
The intense orgasm made her buttocks feel like they were equipped with powerful springs, constantly rising and falling, enthusiastically welcoming
the surge of life, absorbing every drop. Her vagina contracted and opened repeatedly,
sucking in every last drop of the hot semen.
As the orgasm slowly subsided, her tense muscles relaxed completely, and
she let out a long, relieved breath, followed by an incomparably comfortable and languid feeling, inexplicably blissful.
Like when your nose is unbearably itchy, suddenly tensing your whole body, taking a deep breath, and concentrating all your strength for a powerful sneeze
dispels the unpleasant feeling, leaving you feeling relaxed and happy.
Outside the living room, Gang Sheng was uneasy from the lewd noises emanating from the room. His heart was a jumble of emotions, a mixture of
sweet , sour, bitter, and spicy. He fantasized about a wanton couple on the bed, their wanton behavior making him restless and
agitated. He turned up the TV volume, hoping to drown out the noise and deceive himself. But
the light shining through the crack in the door cast swaying shadows on the wall, like a suggestive
shadow play, constantly reminding him that his beloved girlfriend was being pleasured to death by another man. His eyes
were on the TV, but he couldn't concentrate at all.
After enduring a long ten minutes, Lily emerged from the living room carrying a thin blanket, her face flushed. She
said to him, "Honey, I'm so sorry! After I've finished dealing with that old man, I'll take good care
of you. Just ask, and I'll do anything. Understand, everything I've done is for you!" Gang
Sheng replied softly, "Even if it's for my own good, don't go to such lengths! It makes me feel so bad."
Lily said somewhat apologetically, "Sweetie, don't be childish. Come on, the chairman said he won't be able to cross the border back to
Hong Kong tonight and will have to sleep here. It's so unfair to you. Just lie on the sofa for the night. A real man can adapt;
make do, okay?" Gang Sheng reluctantly took the blanket.
He lay down on the sofa, his mind racing, unable to close his eyes. It felt like countless insects were biting him, so
he tossed and turned on the sofa, shifting constantly. Unexpectedly, a few moments later, unpleasant
noises erupted from the room—sometimes murmuring, sometimes screaming—disturbing the mind and making it impossible to sleep. Lily's
familiar lewd voices stabbed at his heart like sharp swords, causing him excruciating pain, yet his penis,
uncontrollably erect, seemed to be infected by the urge to join the fray. After a while,
he really wanted to sneak off to the nightclub across the street and find a girl to satisfy himself, but remembering he needed to conserve his "ammunition
" for his wife the day after tomorrow, he gritted his teeth and tried to suppress his desire. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he found a can of cold
beer , took a few big gulps, hoping it would cool him down and help him get through the night.
The people in the room were truly something else; they managed a non-stop, ecstatic battle throughout the long night, their wanton sounds
echoing out into the hallway. Gang Sheng tried to block out the noise even with the blanket over his head, cursing inwardly:
"You old fool, if you're going to be a womanizer, at least wait until I'm in the director's position before you die under the peony!"
The television played a series of Cantonese films and old English movies, but the room still hadn't quieted down. He couldn't help but
admire the chairman's sexual prowess; it was practically superhuman. Finally, as dawn approached, things gradually quieted down, and Gang Sheng
drifted off to sleep, exhausted. When Shu Han woke up, the sun was high in the sky.
He barely moved, his limbs feeling like they were scattered, his whole body aching and
weak. Pulling himself together, he saw that Lily in his arms had also opened her eyes. He got up, took out five
1,000 Hong Kong dollar bills from his purse, and placed them on the dressing table. He said gently to her, "Darling, your sheets are a
complete mess Don't bother washing them; here's a little money to get you a new set. If it's not enough,
just let me know next time, and I'll bring you more. I didn't bring enough today, just consider it a small token!" Lily put the money in
the drawer, saying, "Oh! Boss, you're so generous! Changing sheets doesn't cost that much!
Besides , I'm sleeping with you not because I want your money, otherwise, what kind of person would I be?" " I hope you'll take care
of Gangsheng in the future, then our one-night stand won't have been in vain." He quickly replied, "Of course, of course, I'll take care of him,
and you should take care of me too." Lily rolled her eyes at him, gently pinched his crotch, and said, "You're one to talk
, but last night you almost killed me, and I'm still throbbing down there. I didn't realize you were so good at this
, your skills are even better than a young man's." This made Shuhan grin from ear to ear. While Lily helped him put on
his clothes kissed her on the lips. If he hadn't been in a hurry to get back to the factory to finish the rest of his work, he wouldn't have wanted to
leave at all.
After he finished washing up in the bathroom, Lily went to the living room to wake Gangsheng, served him for a while, and then watched
the two of them leave together.
Back at the factory, both men buried themselves in their work, acting as if nothing had happened, until the evening
bell rang. Shuhan quietly approached Gangsheng and whispered, "Lily's cooking is truly superb;
the dishes she made yesterday were unforgettable. Besides, there's still half a bottle of liquor left. Tonight, I'd like to have dinner at your place
again , and we can all finish it. Give her a call so she can prepare." Gangsheng thought to himself:
What's the real intention behind this? It's just an excuse to spend some more time with Lily. Looks like
he'll be spending the night at home again. Occupying someone else's place—will he have to stay on the sofa again? Screw you! He
replied , "Okay! But I just got a long-distance call from Hong Kong saying there's a problem with an order and I need to go back and follow up
. I'll call you back, but I won't be home for dinner." Shuhan quickly answered, "Oh dear! What bad timing! You'd
better hurry back, business is important. I'll take care of Lily for you, don't worry!" Gangsheng thought to himself: Take care of
my ass ! You've even taken over the bedroom duties, what am I supposed to do? He replied aloud, "Then please, please!
I'll find a chance to drink with you properly when I get back to Hong Kong!"
On the train, Gangsheng tried his best to shake off his unpleasant mood, wanting to get home as soon as possible to be intimate with his wife,
partly to make up for the embarrassing situation caused by his poor performance the day before yesterday, and partly to imagine his wife as Lily.
As the chairman, he transferred the unfulfilled desires he couldn't express with Lily to Shiwei, reclaiming the suppressed
sense of conquest within him. He hoped that his intercourse with Shiwei
would be as vigorous as his with Lily the day before, filling his wife's vagina with his semen. Perhaps this one shot would be a perfect match, and he could become
a father . The more he thought about it, the happier he became, wishing the train was moving too slowly. My husband and I's life record 4

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When Gangsheng saw Wenwei lying down exhausted, it was his turn. He immediately stood up
, put down Shiwei's legs, and walked around to her vulva to continue the relay. Shiwei was limp and weak,
still intoxicated by the wonderful afterglow of her orgasm. Gangsheng, however, was like a tiger released from its cage,
full of energy, like a long-distance runner. He took the baton that had just been handed to him, and after a long period of preparation, he leaped
out. With his left hand, he parted her labia minora, which were covered in semen and vaginal fluid, revealing a bright red vaginal opening filled with white fluid
. With his right hand, he lifted her already throbbing penis and thrust it forcefully into her.
Shiwei's vagina, which had just been empty, was immediately filled again. She clenched her fists and
cried Her vaginal muscles suddenly tightened, enveloping the inserted penis tightly. The penis felt like
it was wearing a small diaper, the two tender skins pressed so closely together that they could feel each other's heat.
Gangsheng thrust his pelvis forward again, and with a "plop!" sound, the semen Wenwei had just ejaculated
was squeezed out and sprayed out, covering the dark, curly hair of Gangsheng's scrotum, dripping onto the mat. At the same time, the head
of his penis touched the very tip of Shiwei's vagina, causing her previously relaxed muscles to tense up again.
Gang Sheng's penis was now in its element, incredibly vigorous. With each thrust of his hips, his penis moved freely in and out of her
wet vagina, pumping in and out repeatedly. Shi Wei gripped his waist with both hands, moaning and
groaning, responding to his vigorous thrusting. What gushed from her vagina was no longer
thin semen, but slippery vaginal fluid. As his penis was pulled out, it left
long, white streaks on the foreskin, running from the groove under the glans to the base of the penis, like countless parallel
lines . When his penis plunged deep inside, the skin slapped against the skin with a "splat," and the vaginal fluid
squelched out, sticking to her swaying testicles.
Seeing his wife getting into the mood, Gang Sheng wanted to tease her, to make her even more wanton and unrestrained. After thrusting in and out dozens of
times, he suddenly pulled his penis out of her vagina, teasing the glans against her labia and then lightly tapping it on her mons pubis.
Shiwei, caught up in the moment, wouldn't allow him to tease her like this. She frantically tried to move her hips to chase the glans, but as soon as she touched it, the glans
moved to another position, like a child playing tag, spinning around in circles, her hips swaying like a
windmill. She chased until she was breathless and just as she was about to give up, that iron-like penis suddenly
plunged into , thrusting in and out relentlessly. Shiwei breathed a sigh of relief, continuing to enjoy the pleasurable sensation. After dozens of thrusts,
the fullness turned into emptiness, forcing her to thrust again, searching for the glans. After several rounds, she was panting
heavily , covered in sweat, and numb with pleasure to her very core.
My Husband and I's Life Diary, Part Five:

Gang Sheng, having thoroughly exhausted his wife's lust, was burning with desire. Her labia minora were hard and spread open,
seemingly waiting to be fed, before he forcefully thrust his swollen, round glans back into her. In an instant,
the cries of monkeys on both banks ceased, the light boat had passed countless mountains, and his veiny penis was once again swallowed by her fiery vagina.
He then gathered all his strength, lifting and pressing his hips, pumping his vagina in and out, causing it to open and close repeatedly, her juices
splashing and slapping. Shi Wei was utterly satisfied, her legs wrapped around his waist, afraid he would pull
out after a few dozen thrusts, causing her to grit her teeth in unbearable itching and numbness. The pillow under her buttocks amplified the recoil of his thrusts;
with each powerful thrust, her lower body rebounded, causing her vagina to automatically move towards his attacking penis.
Wenwei had caught his breath and, seeing the couple engaged in a passionate lovemaking session, his little brother couldn't help but raise his head again, bowing repeatedly
to Shiwei. However, his little paradise was already taken, and he was overwhelmed
with other clients. He wanted to help out as a way of repaying Gangsheng's earlier assistance. Seeing Shiwei's body bouncing and her breasts
swaying, he knelt beside her, taking her two white, tender breasts, like freshly peeled chicken heads, in his hands. He
gently pinched them with his fingers, rubbing them with his palms, wantonly playing with them. Her full breasts couldn't be contained in Wenwei's hands, so he
cupped them with both hands, rubbing them while lowering his head to lick the nipples with his tongue. Shiwei was already
completely overwhelmed by her husband's thrusting, and now Wenwei was fanning the flames, adding fuel to the fire. Dizzying pleasure
surged from two different places into her brain, one orgasm after another. Despite her desperate screams, which seemed to shake the very
heavens, she couldn't express the overwhelming pleasure or indescribable ecstasy.
She seemed to have lost her mind, her body contracting and relaxing wildly, then convulsing and trembling
, moaning like a kitten in heat. Her hands flailed
wildly , her legs stretched out straight, trembling coldly. Unintentionally, her hand touched Wenwei's erect
penis, like a drowning person grabbing a lifebuoy. She quickly pulled it to her mouth and began to suck on it
with relish . It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she enjoyed it, because the penis was still covered in semi-dried
semen and vaginal fluid. Licking it into her mouth, it was slippery, salty, sweet, and fishy... Nothing in the world
could contain so many flavors at the same time, and it was impossible to put it in one's mouth at the exact moment one needed it most.
Seeing that his wife was having too much trouble tilting her head to lick Wenwei's penis, Gangsheng decided to try
something different simply pulled out his penis, grabbed her buttocks with both hands, and did a somersault, leaving Shiwei in
a position with her back to the sky and her buttocks raised high. Wenwei lay back down on the ground, his penis erect and pointing straight to the ceiling. Shiwei knelt
between his legs, lowering her head to suckle and slide her mouth onto his glans, her hands also supporting his scrotum, carefully manipulating his
testicles in her palms. His penis, now glistening with her semen, was completely clean; the red
glans was swollen and taut, with small, fleshy bumps resembling lychee peel on the tender skin, glistening with saliva. Wenwei couldn't lie there for more than
two minutes. He couldn't resist any longer, arching his back and sitting up, reaching forward to grab her large breasts, which swayed from
side , continuing his wanton fondling.
Gangsheng moved his wife's knees further apart, so that her vulva opened wide like a mouth.
At this moment, even without the help of fingers, her labia minora automatically parted to the sides,
clearly . As she vigorously licked Wenwei's penis, her head rose and fell, her buttocks swaying,
causing her vulva to open and close. Vaginal fluid flowed continuously along her labia minora to the pubic hair on her mons pubis, accumulating at
the tips of the pubic hair and dripping onto the mat. Gangsheng knelt between her thighs, holding his penis, closed his eyes, slightly raised his lower abdomen, and
thrust forcefully with the glans following the source of the vaginal fluid, "Xue" sounding as it was completely submerged, inserted back into her vagina without leaving a trace
. He held his wife's slender waist with both hands, pushing and pulling while thrusting his lower body, repeatedly pumping in and out,
continuing to enjoy the waves of pleasure brought by the friction between her vagina and the glans.
He watched as his penis powerfully thrust in and out of his wife's swollen vulva, the friction turning the vaginal fluid into
countless tiny bubbles, a white, misty liquid covering the area around her vulva. The thin skin of her perineum
undulated with his thrusts, like a blower, the tender skin of her vaginal opening being pulled in and out by his penis—a truly spectacular sight. Especially
seeing his wife screaming and moaning as his penis thrust in and out, even moving her hips back and forth to meet his thrusts, he suddenly
felt incredibly powerful, even superior to Wenwei. This sense of heroism made him thrust faster and harder, sex
no longer a means of procreation or a channel for release, but a tool for two men to compete,
an arena to display their strength.
He lost count of the number of thrusts and the amount of time that passed. Gang Sheng kept
repeating the same motion over and over until he had used up all his strength. The pleasure from his penis during the thrusting
filled his entire body, and he was almost at his limit. With his last bit of strength, he thrust fiercely once more, knocking Shi
Wei to the ground. His iron-like penis pressed hard against her vagina, throbbing like a pulse.
White semen shot out from the tip of his penis, filling the narrow vagina to overflowing. In the couple's
convulsing orgasms, it was forced out from between their genitals. Gang Sheng desperately blocked her vagina with his penis, while
using his fingers to push the semen back into the vaginal opening, like herding stray goats back to their pen, not letting a single drop escape.
Wenwei's exceptionally large glans swelled and purplish-red with each lick in Shiwei's mouth, almost filling her small mouth
completely . Looking up, he saw Gangsheng had already ejaculated and
was frantically trying to push the spilled semen back into her vagina. He smiled, withdrew his penis, straightened up, and stood beside Gangsheng. Holding his penis, he
pulled back the foreskin, then, holding his bulging cock, he placed it against Gangsheng's penis. As Gangsheng slowly withdrew from her vagina,
Wenwei immediately thrust in, the connection seamless, sealing her vagina like a bottle with a large stopper, not a drop leaking.
Gangsheng patted him lightly on the back, giving him a grateful look. Shiwei's vagina barely had a chance to rest; as soon as Gangsheng withdrew, Wenwei's penis began to pound wildly
inside her again .
With fresh blood on board, things were indeed different. The speed was undeniable; the enormous glans,
like a giant mushroom, filled her vagina, stretching the vaginal walls with each thrust, scraping until her whole body went limp. She lay
on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, the tingling sensation making her shake like a sieve, unable to straighten her body. Gang Sheng
straddled Shi Wei's back, lifting her by the waist, keeping his wife's buttocks high so that Wen Wei's
penis was at the same height as her vulva, allowing for effortless, straight penetration with each thrust. Shi Wei's endless orgasms caused
a continuous flow of vaginal fluid, flowing down her vulva to her inner thighs, then down her calves, forming two long, glistening,
white trails. Wen Wei continued thrusting his hips, keeping his penis moving tirelessly inside her vagina; how could he resist the sight of her high, slippery, plump buttocks
before him ?
He gently stroked her with his palm, circling around her, making Shiwei unbearably itchy.
She shifted her buttocks, unable to escape his caresses. Wenwei freed one hand and smeared it on the inside of her thigh, leaving his palm
sticky and white. He then touched the cleft between her thighs,
coating
, with lubricating fluid. He then extended his middle finger and slowly inserted it. Shiwei gasped, "Ah..." Her sphincter immediately gripped his finger tightly. Wenwei, experienced, wasn't impatient;
his finger remained still while his penis continued to thrust. After a while, as she relaxed, he thrust in
and out , penis and finger inserted and withdrawn, working together
to fill both of Shiwei's openings, bringing her immense pleasure and satisfaction.
Seeing Wenwei's unexpected move, even attending to his wife's anus, Gangsheng inwardly sighed, wondering why he hadn't
thought of that before. Seeing his wife's extremely enjoyable reaction, he secretly learned from her and prepared to do the same in the future.
Wenwei thrust in and out for a while, and seeing that Shiwei's anus began to relax, he pulled his penis out of her vagina,
rolled up the foreskin to cover the glans, pinched the remaining foreskin end, and slowly inserted it into her anus.
Then, using his genitals, he pushed his pelvis forward, and the rounded glans slowly slid into the anus from behind the foreskin. He
then thrust a few more times, and with the foreskin fully inserted, the entire penis was hidden in the rectum. Gangsheng was stunned
by how entered his wife's anus, staring blankly at his every move, dumbfounded.
He wondered to himself: "My wife never lets me in here. How did this guy convince Shiwei
not to leave it for her husband, but instead let him have the first taste?"
Shiwei's anus suddenly felt full, a suffocating feeling like an urgent need to defecate washed over her, and her limbs
went weak , her pores bulged, and she broke out in a cold sweat, trembling a few times. But when Wenwei slowly moved his penis in and out,
she experienced a peculiar feeling that was hard to describe, like the relief and
exhilaration . It was continuous, an endless cycle of coming and going, and she couldn't help but lift her limp body,
raise her head, and cry out, "Wow! I can't take it anymore! Oh...oh...oh...oh..." It seemed that only by shouting like
this could she withstand Wenwei's increasingly rapid thrusts. The more violently Wenwei thrust, the higher her head rose, her wide-open
mouth just touching Gangsheng's penis hanging between his legs. Without hesitation, she took his penis into her mouth,
smoothing the foreskin up and down with both hands, licking the filth off the glans with her tongue, then taking turns sucking on
his , stretching his scrotum, before suddenly releasing it with a "pop" as it bounced back into place.
Gangsheng didn't have time to think about where his wife had learned this trick; his penis was already getting harder and harder, erect and pointing high. Seeing that
Wenwei was already holding his wife's buttocks and thrusting wildly, and that he no longer needed to help lift her slender waist,
with her breasts swaying from side to side, he moved his hands from her waist to her breasts, gripping them tightly. He squeezed and pressed hard...
While massaging and kneading, the two worked together to make Shiwei like a wild horse waiting to be tamed. Her limbs kicked wildly, her back arched,
she jumped and thrashed about, displaying a wanton and wanton nature. The hot breath from her nostrils made the curly hair on Gangsheng's mons pubis sway
like grass in a field.
Wenwei saw that Gangsheng's penis was throbbing with veins and the glans was swollen from being licked in Shiwei's mouth, ready to go
for a second round , Shiwei's
anus was giving him great pleasure, making him lose himself in wantonness. He thought it would be better to join forces with Gangsheng and press their advantage, to give her a taste of a move she had never tried before, a feast that she would never forget. With this idea in mind,
he assumed a horse stance, grabbed her legs from behind, and lifted her up. Shiwei immediately let him lift her in front of her abdomen, so that
her legs wide open and her buttocks were drooping, just like when she used to beg him to hold her to urinate. But Wenwei's
rock-hard penis was still inserted in her anus, slanted inside, making her feel uncomfortable. She leaned back against Wenwei's chest,
wrapped her arms around his neck, and her rectum was now aligned with his penis, making her feel more comfortable. Wenwei also used this opportunity to thrust upwards,
and his penis, which was about to slip out, was instantly inserted back into her anus.
Shiwei's wide-open vulva was directly facing Gangsheng. Seeing the bright red, moist vulva, the everted labia, the slightly erect clitoris, and
the dripping vaginal fluid, and with Wenwei's thick penis deeply inserted in her anus, the beautiful sight
was captivating . Without time to look closely, he grasped the penis, squatted down, aimed at the vaginal opening, and thrust it in. The three of them immediately
pressed together, becoming a human sandwich. Since birth, Shiwei had never experienced such a thrilling game.
Both her front and back orifices were occupied by her husband's and lover's penises respectively, filling her to the point of exhaustion. Her clitoris and anus were
simultaneously tingled by the two large glans, radiating heat that made her feel as if she were
on fire. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans covered her delicate body, and she trembled with pleasure. Her tongue darted out of her mouth, licking and
teasing her cherry lips, wishing they would thrust in and out together immediately to relieve the unbearable itch within her.
Both men's large penises were now deeply inside her, separated only by a thin layer of skin between her rectum and vagina.
They could feel each other's presence, not only exchanging heat but also vaguely sensing the other's penis
throbbing and pulsating. The three of them were now spiritually and sexually connected, becoming one, indistinguishable from one another,
breathing deeply, brewing an impending battle.
Shiwei let out a soft "Ah..." as if signaling the start of their battle. Gangsheng and Wenwei
simultaneously raised their bodies and began thrusting. In an instant, two penises attacked from both ends, pushing and slamming against each other at
a dizzying speed. The tender skin at the vaginal and anal openings was stretched and turned inside out; the glans
appeared briefly at the entrance before being thrust back in like a gust of wind. Shiwei was completely absorbed, her eyes glazed over
, her body heaving with each impact, her large breasts swaying up and down like waves. Sometimes Gangsheng
and thrust in and out together, penetrating deeply, making Shiwei bounce; other times they took turns, one in,
one out, leaving Shiwei overwhelmed and swaying.
Seeing his wife being held by Wenwei, Gangsheng, with his hands free, grabbed the large breasts swaying before him,
kneading and fondling them to his heart's content. Shiwei was now completely overwhelmed by the two ravenous penises thrusting into her,
her breasts being kneaded and flattened by her husband. Countless orgasms
surged through her brain like a thunderbolt, an electric current coursing through her body, causing her to tremble violently. She went
mad, her hands no longer around Wenwei's neck, but tightly embracing Gangsheng, scratching and clawing wildly at his back. Her body swayed and bounced like
she was riding a wild horse, convulsing like a spasm. After a while, she finally calmed down,
panting , and collapsed between the two men like a lump of mud.
Gangsheng and Wenwei's genitals were covered in Shiwei's gushing fluids, dripping wetly, but the two were still
not satisfied , continuing to thrust as if competing to see who had more ability and energy, determined
to plant all the vibrant seeds within them in the fertile bed. Caught in the middle, Shiwei continued to endure the relentless thrusting,
but she was too weak to struggle. Her body was limp, and she let them do as they pleased. Leaning against Gangsheng's chest, she quietly enjoyed
the pleasure brought by each thrust, letting out soft
moans of pleasure through her nose, indicating that she was still responding to the two men's efforts.
Her entire perineum was red from the prolonged collisions between Gangsheng and Wenwei, and her vulva and anus were swollen
. Streams of vaginal fluid had already flowed from their scrotums down their thighs to the ground. The battle was clearly
over , nearing its end. At this moment, the two men's eyes were blazing with fire, their faces flushed, and they were covered in sweat. Their
muscles were taut like their penises, their lower abdomens were beginning to tighten, and their lower abdomens were burning with heat. Their movements
became slow and powerful, each thrust penetrating to the very end.
Suddenly, Shiwei felt the two penises inside her stop thrusting and instead press tightly against the clitoris at the end of her
vagina and the pylorus deep inside her rectum, throbbing rhythmically in unison, ejaculating scalding hot semen
into her body in gushes, filling her vagina and rectum with sticky semen. Although her perineal
muscles twitched with Shiwei's next orgasm, trying to suck up the semen, some of
the remaining semen was still squeezed out, forcing Gangsheng and Wenwei to quickly put her back on the ground, propping her
buttocks up with pillows. Gangsheng once again carefully used his fingers to gently push the leaked semen back into her vagina.
After the storm, all was quiet. Apart from the three men's heavy breathing, the only sound in the room was the ticking of the wall clock
, as if reminding them: Oh! You've been at it for quite a while now. Gangsheng and Wenwei
lay on either side of Shiwei, each holding one of her large breasts, sprawled on the mat like the dead. Shiwei held one of their penises in each
hand , her face flushed, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. The two men, on the other hand
, were pale and exhausted, as if Shiwei had drained all their energy, lying motionless.
Although Shiwei's body had experienced unprecedented satisfaction, her heart was filled with conflict: on one hand, she hoped
to conceive today, fulfilling her wish to be a mother; on the other hand, being pregnant meant she couldn't indulge in
the same , missing the thrill of juggling her husband and lover, and the
wondrous, unique, and pleasurable experience of being attacked by both
simultaneously . Lost in these thoughts, the three of them gradually drifted off to sleep…
Wenwei had spent the last three or four days and nights at Gangsheng's house, taking turns with Gangsheng in Shiwei, this angel who possessed both of them .
The beautiful woman with her stunning face and devilish figure brought them unparalleled pleasure, but they also had to pay
the price : they had to completely surrender the life-giving essence within them, leaving them utterly exhausted before they could leave
the couple's home.
From then on, every month, the three of them would have a grand "borrowing seed" party, staying up all night, completely absorbed in their pleasure.
Gang Sheng was finally able to fulfill his wish and enter his wife's back door. A few months later, Shi Wei indeed conceived a child, and
to protect her health and ensure a safe pregnancy, the parties were no longer held. Although Wen Wei would occasionally sneak off to have
a few private encounters with Shi Wei when Gang Sheng was away, it was always brief and lacked the carefree, unrestrained joy of their previous relationship.
A year later, Shi Wei gave birth to a healthy baby boy, and the couple were overjoyed. Shiwei settled down
at home to be a wife and mother, and her contact with Wenwei decreased. Later, she heard that he had a
close girlfriend and was about to get married. The couple sent their blessings from afar, sighing at the memories of the past. Gangsheng
finally got his wish and took the director's chair, focusing on handling the company's documents. He no longer needed to travel back and forth between the mainland and
Hong Kong , and could spend his time playing with his children after work. The work that Gangsheng had been in charge of at the mainland branch factory was now
taken over entirely by Chairman Zhang Shuhan, including Lili. As for their past troubles, that's another story.

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