The Silent World Episode 7

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Chapter 7:
I'm a homebody, and I've been a shut-in for two whole years. When I finally stepped out of my computer world, the real world outside seemed to have stopped. Almost everyone was frozen in place; the silence was terrifying. Although I managed to wake three people up through sex, they remained motionless and speechless. Later, I met someone like me, but the outside world was described as even more desolate and silent.
For the next two weeks, aside from my morning runs and evening visits to my parents, I spent almost all my time at home. Ah, the nature of a homebody! I brought several pieces of exercise equipment from the supermarket and set them up in the second-floor lounge. That way, Ouman, Xiaoyu, and Wang Yun could exercise at home from time to time.
Actually, to be honest, I mainly wanted to see the three women jumping around on the exercise equipment. Wearing so little at home, bouncing around, their breasts swaying, their blood pumping!
Wang Yun's health has improved. The wound on her calf had healed, and the handprints all over her body had disappeared, revealing her pure white, jade-like true appearance. I had peeked—well, not exactly peeked—under the guise of checking on Wang Yun's physical progress, I openly admired her through the glass in the bathroom of Ouman's bedroom. Her graceful figure and mature physique had a unique charm compared to Ouman and Xiaoyu. Thinking of Xiaoyu, I felt a surge of joy. Xiaoyu had slept with me for four days, and during those four days, I had trained her to a very high standard. She devoutly sucked my penis, wantonly seduced me on the bed, leaped freely on top of me, and writhed wantonly beneath me, displaying the submissive demeanor of a submissive wife in front of others. On
the fifth night, Ouman couldn't resist the commotion in my room for the past few days and joined in. I still remember Ouman's astonished gaze as the pure and lovely Xiaoyu of the daytime displayed her ever-changing forms on the bed. The result was that, under Ouman's strong intervention, Xiaoyu moved out the next day. But Ouman's behavior that night clearly showed she was constantly learning from Xiaoyu. Heh, that was exactly the effect she wanted. It was just a pain for me; I ejaculated six times that night and lay in bed all day the next day, exhausted. (What did you teach Xiaoyu, you big pervert?) Ouman wrote in her notebook as she dragged Xiaoyu away. I chuckled weakly and fell into a deep sleep.
For the next week, Ouman came to visit me for two days, and I spent one day with Xiaoyu. The rest of the time I was gathering strength, which meant staying home. A week later, after Ouman's constant harassment and having exhausted all my excuses, I prepared to take Wang Yun home the next day. I kept complaining to myself, "Go home what? Wang Yun looks great dressed like this, the tight clothes outlining her beautiful figure, so pleasing to the eye. Taking her out and looking at Wang Yun's alluring body every now and then, how delightful!" I finally understand why Uncle Ma dressed all his women in sexy outfits; it made him happy, didn't it?
As usual, I went for a run in the morning, took a shower when I got home, and dressed in clothes prepared by Ouman or Xiaoyu. Walking down the stairs, I looked at Wang Yun's prominent nipples and sighed silently. "
You...I want you to take me back to your own home," Wang Yun said, standing up from the sofa in the living room. She went upstairs to my room, rummaged through the doctor's coat under the bed, took out a key, turned around, went downstairs, and left. Damn, so after carrying Ouman home that day, I actually put Wang Yun's professional attire under the bed.
The streets were quiet; apart from the city's famous entertainment street, most places weren't very crowded.
I carefully observed everyone who passed by, casually touching them a few times, and kissing the well-dressed ones. (Are you leaving or not? Why are you being so lewd? (Pervert, you even touched me, Auntie! Don't touch me and Xiaoyu today, it's disgusting!) (Are you done yet? Trying to make me lose my temper!)
One protest note after another was thrust in front of me. Watching Ouman's face gradually contort, I was secretly delighted. "
Um, I was just checking if they'd wake up, doing an experiment. Why haven't I seen you so disgusted before?"
"(I wouldn't have said this before, but I've been wanting to get rid of you for a long time. Don't touch me this week. You're clearly a big pervert, yet you have the nerve to say you're doing experiments. You can't even touch Xiaoyu. I'll be watching you.) Ouman angrily wrote, 'Damn it, you're just jealous of Xiaoyu's cuteness and you're trying to drag her down with you. Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, come here, big brother will hug you. I was wrong, I was wrong, good Xiaoman, I was really wrong, I'll change, don't be angry.' Damn,
this is going too far.
We walked along chatting and laughing like this, it was really nice.
Wang Yun's house was in a newly developed residential area. We took the elevator to the seventh floor, and Wang Yun opened the door. We all went in. Wang Yun's house wasn't big, well, mainly compared to Ouman and Xiaoyu's houses, it was about the same size as mine. I'd guess it was about 80 or 90 square meters. Wang Yun probably got married not long ago, the big red 'double happiness' character on the door was still there, though it was a bit faded. Inside the house, everything..." New furniture, and a happy wedding photo of Wang Yun on the wall, but the man in the photo looked increasingly disgusting. It was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung (a thought that might be a misinterpretation). It's definitely more convenient to be at home. Wang Yun poured us three glasses of water, then went into the bedroom, took a set of clothes, and went through the living room to the bathroom on the balcony to take a shower. I wandered around casually. Wang Yun's husband was lying quietly in the bedroom. I quickly covered his face with a blanket and started rummaging through the room.
What was I looking for? Naturally, I was looking for Wang Yun's identification or something.
I quickly found a locked drawer in Wang Yun's bedroom. Damn, where's the key? Oh well, I'll wait for Wang Yun to come out and let her open it herself. (What are you doing, rummaging through someone else's house? Were you a thief before?) Ou Man followed me as I tidied up Wang Yun's clothes in her room, laughing at me for searching everywhere.
"What do you know? I'm looking for Wang Yun's information. The more I know about her, the faster I can help her recover. You do your thing, don't worry about me."
I had plenty of excuses, so I calmly lectured Ouman without batting an eye.
(Tch, who cares about you, you big pervert!) Little girl, so petty. Haha. Soon, Wang Yun came out of the bathroom, wearing a light gray loungewear set that completely covered her beautiful figure. Disappointing! Having gotten used to Wang Yun's revealing outfits, this was a huge disappointment. You're newlywed, don't you know you should dress sexier at home and drain your husband halfway before anything else? "
Wang Yun, unlock everything in the house," I commanded. Soon, the locked drawer... There was also a small pink suitcase in the wardrobe, which I opened. Inside the drawer were Wang Yun's marriage certificate and household registration booklet. I looked through them. Wang Yun, 28 years old, married January 15, 2020, and held her wedding banquet on February 12. Holy crap, what year is this?! According to my calculations, Ouman is 20, Xiaoyu is 16, and Wang Yun is 28. But according to 2020, Ouman is 28, Xiaoyu is 24, and Wang Yun is 36. What the hell year is this?! I irritably opened the pink leather suitcase. Inside were Wang Yun's personal belongings and a thick stack of diaries. I flipped through them; they recorded snippets of her life. I randomly flipped through one, and there it was: January 15, 2012. He proposed to me! Was I really going to get married? My heart was in turmoil. Did I really love him? Blah blah blah. I flipped through several pages, all dated 2012, but the marriage certificate clearly stated 2020! What the hell? Who the hell is messing with me? I angrily threw the diaries on the ground and screamed hysterically. Ouman dropped the clothes he was carrying and ran over, hugging me tightly. Xiaoyu rushed in from outside and, seeing me in my rage, also hugged me tightly from behind. Ouman looked up at me, his expression a mixture of fear, concern, and anxiety. "
What the hell is happening now? Where the hell am I? What the hell…"
Oman held my head and kissed me deeply. My lips met Oman's rosy lips, and the excitement in my heart slowly calmed down. Two clear tears slid down Oman's face, and my heart softened. My tense body relaxed, our lips parted, and Oman looked carefully into my eyes; the madness in them was gone. Ouman hurriedly started writing (What's wrong? Don't scare us, it really breaks my heart. Are you still worried? Things will always come to light eventually, don't worry, okay? We're together now, even if everyone stops moving and can't be with you, you still have me, and you still have Xiaoyu. I love you. Xiaoyu and I both love you. Ouman excitedly wrote a few words and showed them to me, then a few more, the floor littered with torn pieces of paper. Until that one (I love you, Xiaoyu and I both love you), I stopped her from writing anymore, hugged her and Xiaoyu tightly, and kissed them deeply, then Xiaoyu. Yes, even if the whole world ignores me, I still have Ouman, I still have Xiaoyu. I
silently looked at the two women in my arms who depended on me and loved me deeply. "You two help Wang Yun pack her things, I'm going out for a walk. Don't worry, I'll be fine."
"I'm fine on my own, let Xiaoyu come with you," Ouman wrote after thinking for a moment.
I considered it; if I didn't let Xiaoyu come with me, Ouman would definitely worry. Xiaoyu isn't capable of expressing herself yet, so even if she came with me, she wouldn't disturb my thoughts. I nodded. Xiaoyu took my hand and led me out the door.
Slowly, we went down the stairs, Xiaoyu walking silently behind me. I quietly let my mind go blank; I really didn't want to think about any of the problems, I just wanted to clear my head. When we reached the second floor, a door was ajar. I silently walked over, and Xiaoyu curiously opened the door, suddenly grabbing my arm.
"What's wrong? I'm in a bad mood today, Xiaoyu, be good, don't bother me," I said irritably. Xiaoyu held onto me tightly, pointing to the wide-open door with her other hand. I pinched Xiaoyu's cute little nose. "I know you love me the most, but I really'm not in the mood today. I appreciate your kindness, Xiaoyu. We'll sleep together when I'm in a better mood, okay?"
It seemed Xiaoyu was trying to comfort me in her own way; I was touched.
But Xiaoyu still wouldn't let go, and waved her other hand forcefully. I looked curiously in the direction she was pointing.
The room was packed with people, and a newlywed couple was handing out cigarettes to everyone – a typical wedding night prank. It was indeed a newly developed neighborhood, mostly inhabited by newlyweds. Xiaoyu went inside, picked up the bride's wedding dress from the groom's back, and slowly touched it. I walked up to Xiaoyu. "Sweetie Xiaoyu, do you want to wear a wedding dress? Come on, let's go to a bridal shop and find one even prettier than this, and then Xiaoyu can be my bride, okay?" Walking
among the stunned crowd, seeing their frozen smiles of happiness, I felt a growing irritation. I coaxed Xiaoyu to leave quickly, otherwise no one knew if I would explode again.
We went downstairs and sat by the artificial lake in the center of the residential area. A summer breeze blew, rippling the water. I smoked a cigarette, and finally felt much better. Xiaoyu sat beside me, her white feet dipped in the water, her legs swinging, splashing water everywhere. Her adorable, carefree appearance touched my heart.
Xiaoyu quietly stayed with me until Ouman and Wang Yun came downstairs carrying several huge suitcases. I looked at their petite figures carrying such enormous... My goodness, how much stuff do women have? They might as well pack up the whole house! Looks like I really need to learn how to drive, but then I think about all those pedestrians standing there, am I really supposed to run them over like that pockmarked old man? Forget it, I'll just find a trolley.
After a lot of effort, I finally got Wang Yun's suitcases home. I collapsed onto the living room sofa, leaving the rest to Ouman, the housekeeper. I yelled, "I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry!"
and lit a cigarette, watching the women in the house get busy.
(The television station building was silent, all the screens were black. Suddenly, one computer screen lit up, then all the screens, displaying a line of text: "The controller's mental response is abnormal. It is recommended to activate the intermediate response system. Simultaneously, report to higher authorities: Activating the intermediate response system may lower the critical threshold of the controller's subordinates. Authorization to activate the intermediate response system confirmed. The intermediate response system is activating. Countdown has begun. Maintain observation of the controller. Strengthen close observation of Subordinate 2...")
"ps: Controller No. 5 is malfunctioning. Should we activate the backup program? xfes003" Watching the women bustling around in the room, I drifted off to sleep. Suddenly, a "whoosh" woke me. A blanket covered me, and I felt a warmth in my heart. Ouman, that thoughtful housekeeper, is so considerate. Xiaoyu sat quietly beside me. Uh, Xiaoyu isn't in the kitchen. Is Ouman here? Oh my god, noodles again? Just as I was sighing helplessly, Ouman came down the stairs. Wow, she's coming, and she's doing it so alluringly! A white lace chiffon slip dress, revealing a crimson bra underneath, and semi-transparent tight-fitting shorts clinging to her thighs, outlining her pure white panties and making my imagination run wild. I glanced at Xiaoyu, wearing a blue round dress... The ruffled pajamas looked so cute. It was pure bliss. An alluring young girl, an adorable little girl, living right beside me, sharing my life—could such happiness truly exist? I couldn't believe it. "Little
Yu, let your brother see what color underwear you're wearing today?"
I said lewdly. Little Yu actually lowered her head and shyly shook her head. "
Not wearing any? You really are your brother's little Yu, nothing like Ouman."
I glanced at Ouman sideways. "I've already emphasized that you shouldn't wear underwear at home, but some people just won't listen. Ah, my eyes, my eyes are so dry and hurt! I can't see anything pleasing to the eye, my eyes hurt so much!"
Ouman walked by with a grin, pinching me hard with lightning speed. " What the hell
? Fine, I'll wear it, but why pinch me? Watch out for my 'Dragon Claw Hand'!"
"I pounced on her and started kneading Ouman's chest, and Xiaoyu pounced on her too. '
Hmm, four breasts, dragon claw hand, hahaha.' My hands were kneading the two women's chests. Ouman saw this and quickly dodged. 'Tch, you try to dodge, I'll just knead Xiaoyu's.' But as soon as Ouman dodged, Xiaoyu also tightly hugged her chest with both hands.
What, what, what's wrong with her today? Why is even the usually obedient Xiaoyu showing a shy look?
(You pervert, your mind is full of lust. You used to always take advantage of others, but not anymore. You have to be good, okay? If you're good, Ouman and Xiaoyu will serve you well.' Ouman wrote. Damn, this is blatant temptation.
Right, I forgot because of these two little vixens. If it's neither Xiaoyu nor Ouman in the kitchen, then who is it?' ' You're all here, who's cooking inside? Don't tell me it's Wang Yun, she probably doesn't have that kind of reaction yet, right?' 　　I asked curiously.
" 　　"Go see for yourself, and you'll see. I knew you were looking down on us, that all we could make was noodles and fried rice," Oman wrote. I forced a smile and said, "No way! Others want to eat Oman and Xiaoyu's food, but they can't even get a taste. How could I be looking down on them? I just miss them!" 　　(Smooth-talking) Oman laughed.

I went into the kitchen, and sure enough, Wang Yun was cooking. When she saw me, she glanced at me, her eyes still vacant, her expression blank. Then she turned back to her work, focused intently. I leaned against the doorway, observing her closely. She was wearing a light green t-shirt, light green knee-length shorts, and an apron. Her ample hips and breasts swayed slightly with her movements. I couldn't help but walk over and stand behind her. She turned and looked at me. I placed my hand on her ample hips, slowly kneading them, then slowly sliding it between her legs. I leaned over, wanting to smell the scent of her neck, when a piece of white paper was thrust in front of me. I pulled back to look and saw a line of large characters on it: (You pervert, trying to do something bad again, are you going to eat or not?) I turned around and saw it was Ouman. I chuckled and pulled Ouman out of the kitchen, saying, "Good girl Ouman, you can't do anything bad now, what about after dinner?"
Ouman glared at me fiercely and gave me a hard two-finger pinch.
Speaking of which, after Ouman developed expressions and the ability to communicate with me, she was strange, not like a normal woman at all. Ouman didn't object to me being intimate with other women; sometimes she would even join us, making me think of her even when I was in the arms of other women. The ultimate way to control a husband? If Xiaoyu was a woman we had lived with for a long time, and she considered Xiaoyu family, just like me, why didn't she object when I said I would be intimate with Wang Yun after dinner? Instead, I felt a little guilty. The ultimate psychological warfare for controlling a husband?
This doesn't make sense.
After dinner, hmm... I really have to mention Wang Yun's cooking; it was quite good. Although it wasn't quite my absolute favorite, in a sea of noodles and fried rice, it was a welcome break from the crowd with some home-style dishes. Xiao Yu made us each a cup of tea and then sat obediently beside me. Ou Man, however, pulled me upstairs to her room. Wow, I was surprised to find she was so generous and open-minded. Turns out she came here to do something naughty with me! Ou Man was sprawled on the dressing table, her round, pert bottom... Facing me, I pinched her little bottom, preparing to go further. Ouman turned and handed me a note. (I've read Wang Yun's diary; she's very pitiful. Could you please not be so impatient and try to understand her better?)
I carefully read the note, glancing at the dressing table, where a stack of diaries lay. Curious about what was written inside, I sat down and began to read intently. After I finished reading (I read quickly, really quickly; I finished her entire life story in just a few minutes), I... (Author: I'm not afraid of anyone) My emotions were still running high. "Damn it, I should have thrown her husband under the bed. No wonder I always found his appearance disgusting."
Ou Man gently pushed me and wrote (Can you stop saying "damn it" all the time? Xiao Yu will be corrupted by you one day). I chuckled and scratched my head. "I'm used to it, hehe, I'm used to it, I'll definitely change."
Going downstairs, I saw Wang Yun sitting there blankly again, and my heart was filled with boundless pity. Wang Yun, a beautiful little princess born into an ordinary family, her extraordinary beauty and her family background, which did not match her beauty, directly led to her tragedy. At the age of 17, she was raped by the son of an official. Her mother died early because of the shock of this incident, and her father also became seriously ill. At the age of 17, she used the money given to her by the son of an official to go to medical school. She wanted to cure her father, even if it was money obtained with her virgin blood. After graduation, she was harassed instead of finding a job. Looking at her dying father, she sold herself to her current boyfriend. Her husband. A woman from such a family background, no matter how beautiful or intelligent, faces a continuous tragedy when her husband grows tired of her. He stays out all night, keeps a mistress, and even suggests that Wang Yun accompany his boss. She fights relentlessly, but the harsh realities of society are beyond the reach of a weak woman like her. So, after having her boss ejaculate in her mouth, she earns a chance to work the night shift, and she keeps working the night shift. Finally, her suffering ends; on her second night shift, her world stops. Her diary is filled with her inner pain, recording the physical and emotional suffering she endured every time she lay beneath a man. No wonder I initially thought she was a cold and aloof beauty; she used her cold exterior to protect her wounded heart.
Poor woman, I'll take good care of you, hehe. A beautiful, alluring young woman, lonely and empty, her heart full of wounds, now all alone—if I don't care for her, who will? Yes, I'll care for her tonight.
“Ouman, it’s not good for Xiaoyu to always sleep in the guest room. How about this, Xiaoyu will sleep with me from now on. You and Wang Yun can sleep together,”
I said deliberately. As expected, Ouman immediately objected.
(It’s not good for Xiaoyu to sleep with you. Ouman was writing furiously when I spoke again.
) “Then you can sleep with me, and Xiaoyu and Wang Yun can sleep in your room. Of course, switching rooms is also fine!”
(No, even though you're sleeping in there, it's still my parents' room. I don't feel comfortable sleeping there.
This is the first time in so long that I've heard Oman talk about her parents. She must miss them terribly. I sat down next to Oman and gently hugged her. "
Where are your parents? Are they downstairs? Should we bring them up?"
Oman gently shook her head in my arms and wrote: (They went to America. They're probably staying here on American soil now. I'm used to it; they go out often. The nanny usually takes care of me. I just don't want to go to that room.) After writing, she looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back. Her beautiful face was still wet with tears, but she was still smiling sweetly, smiling to comfort me. Her smile was so sad. I lowered my head and kissed her.)
"Then I'll sleep in your room, and Xiaoyu and Wang Yun can sleep in the master bedroom. It's settled then,"
I said decisively, giving Ouman no further chance to write. Ouman finally nodded, agreeing.
Sigh, there's probably only room for two more people in the house now. Looks like I need to think of a way to expand the living area. But it's still early, I'll think about it later.
For the next few days, Ouman and I slept in her fairytale-like room. I thoroughly enjoyed Ouman's service, occasionally calling Xiaoyu over; it was truly a heavenly life. Until the last day of the third month, Ouman suddenly found me. (Have you noticed that Wang Yun is still acting blankly, nothing has changed?) Looking at the words on the paper, I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why did you think of asking this? I don't want to go to her house again. Her husband is home, and besides, her house is so small, how can the four of us fit?"
(Didn't you say last time that Xiaoyu and I recover faster in familiar surroundings? I've been observing Wang Yun for so many days, and it's not good that she hasn't changed.) Looking at Ouman's anxious expression, I couldn't help but chuckle. This little girl is always worrying about this and that. I chuckled and pinched her little nose, saying, "You're such a busybody! This is just Wang Yun; when there are more people, you'll be busy. Ouch!" I
pinched her again. (Mind your own business! The faster Wang Yun recovers, the less I have to worry about. I don't care; you're a man, you figure it out. Otherwise, you can sleep in the guest room.) Damn, threatening me! Looking at the anxious Ouman, a thought suddenly struck me. I had an idea.
I pretended to be hesitant and said, "There is a way, but I can't bear to!"
Upon hearing that there was a solution, Ouman's anxious face immediately lit up with curiosity. (What solution? As long as it helps Wang Yun recover sooner, that's a good solution. What are you reluctant to give up?) I deliberately hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "The solution is that Wang Yun and I will go to her house for a few days, and you and Xiaoyu can stay at home. But I really don't want to. Without you and Xiaoyu, I can't sleep at night."
Ouman's eyes darted around, and he immediately gave me a two-finger gesture. (Stop making it sound so pitiful. I know what you're thinking, you big pervert. You think Xiaoyu and I are in the way, right? Damn, you're too clever for your own good. My little scheme has been exposed. No, I need to transform into a lying gentleman immediately.) I cried out loudly with a bitter face, "I said I don't want to give up. You're the one who asked me to come up with a solution. I don't care. I'm really not going. Wang Yun can do whatever she wants. She's not as good as my precious Ouman and my sweet Xiaoyu. I'm not going, and you're blaming me."
"After saying that, I pretended to be angry and left. I silently counted in my mind, waiting for Ouman to stop me. Sure enough, before I'd even reached ten, Ouman came over, grabbed my arm, and wrote, 'Okay, I was just joking. You're a guy, aren't you? So petty. You and Wang Yun can stay at her place. Xiaoyu and I went there during the day anyway.
Okay, haha, goal achieved. Tonight, after you leave, it's my world!'
The next day, I deliberately acted reluctantly, only bringing the three girls to Wang Yun's house after dinner. Ouman and Xiaoyu spent a good while tidying up, and it was already past nine o'clock. Ouman gave many instructions, and Xiaoyu stubbornly lingered for a while before Ouman finally took her home. I waved goodbye with a bitter face, watching them disappear into the night. I was secretly overjoyed. I turned and closed the door. Wang Yun sat blankly on the sofa in the living room. I lit a cigarette, silently calculating in my mind."
"You, I want you to help me carry your husband to the bed," I commanded, because I said seeing her husband was disgusting. When Ouman was around, she specifically put Wang Yun's husband on the balcony. She originally wanted to put him downstairs, but I stopped her with the saying "a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness," which moved Ouman quite a bit. Now that Ouman is gone, my wish to have sex with another woman's husband in front of her can finally be fulfilled. Putting him downstairs, I don't want to waste any extra energy.
I have to say, Wang Yun's husband was like a monkey when he was having sex. I guess his penis is as thin as a toothpick, otherwise, when I had sex with Wang Yun that noon, I felt that she was actually quite tight. But I wasn't in the mood to look at Wang Yun's husband's body. In the end, I put Wang Yun's husband on the chair in the bedroom. If I touched him when I had sex with Wang Yun later, I would really feel disgusted.
"I want you to take a shower and change into this outfit, without wearing anything underneath."
Before coming here, I specifically had Xiaoyu bring Ouman's white, semi-transparent short nightgown without Ouman's knowledge, just for this moment. Wang Yun obediently picked up the nightgown and went into the bathroom, listening to the sound of running water. I kept silently chanting, "Don't go, don't go, I'll enjoy this later, don't go now." Thinking about what was about to happen, my penis began to swell.
Finally, Wang Yun came out of the bathroom, her body... Wearing a short, semi-transparent white gauze nightgown, Wang Yun, a size larger than usual, had the nightgown taut over her figure. Her breasts were perfectly rounded and firm, the nipples clearly visible beneath the white fabric. Her narrow waist was faintly visible beneath the nightgown, and her flat stomach was tightly wrapped in it. Her small navel was vaguely visible through the white gauze. The lace-trimmed hem barely covered the top of her thighs, and as she moved, her pubic area was intermittently revealed. It made my blood boil!
"I haven't been back for many days, I want you to mop the floor."
To be honest, the house wasn't dirty at all. I was just using Wang Yun's mopping to satisfy my voyeuristic desires. Wang Yun certainly didn't disappoint. She picked up the mop and started mopping right in front of me. Bending over, she swung the mop with both hands, her breasts swaying in front of her chest with the movements of her hands. The hem of her short skirt lifted high when she bent over, revealing half of her round, firm, white buttocks. I sat casually on the sofa, watching Wang Yun mop around, occasionally turning her back to me, her genitals, tightly clamped between her legs, dancing before my eyes. I couldn't take it anymore. I rushed over and hugged Wang Yun, kneading her breasts with both hands, my erect penis rubbing against the crevice between her buttocks through my pants.
"Okay, stop. I want you to take me to your bedroom, take off my clothes, and give my penis a good sucking."
Wang Yun turned around, took my hand, and led me into the bedroom. Inside, Wang Yun's husband sat blankly in a chair against the wall, his eyes glazed over. Wang Yun led me to the bed, gently helped me take off my clothes, then knelt down and pulled down my pants. My engorged penis, freed from the confinement of my underwear, sprang out, glistening on Wang Yun's soft hair. I excitedly grasped my penis, made Wang Yun tilt her head back, and swung it around, slapping her face repeatedly. The sensation of my penis slapping against Wang Yun's beautiful face gave me unparalleled pleasure. I turned my head to look at Wang Yun's husband. I grinned wickedly; "What's wrong?" "So, you wanted your wife to accompany the boss, right? You probably haven't seen your wife being taken advantage of, have you? Today I'm being generous, I'll let you enjoy watching me whip your wife, hahaha!" After whipping her a few times, I made Wang Yun, who was kneeling on the ground, take my penis into her mouth. Her brown penis was slowly taken into her red lips, the warm, wet sensation and the soft licking of her tongue thrilled me. "
Haha, how about it? Your wife has sucked you before, right? Too bad, now your wife's lips will only suck mine. Not just her mouth, but also her pussy and her virgin anus. From now on, only I can use them. Does it look good?"
I stood up and made Wang Yun kneel down... Standing on the edge of the bed, her legs straight, her vulva exposed before me, I held Wang Yun's fair buttocks and said to her husband, "Wow, your wife's ass is so white, and her pussy is white too. Oh, her pussy is even wet, so slutty. Now I'm going to taste your wife's pussy, you won't object, will you?"
After saying that, I licked it. Women really are very clean about every part of their bodies, and Wang Yun's pussy had absolutely no odor. I forcefully spread her buttocks apart, her labia wide open, revealing the tender flesh inside. Her vaginal opening was already oozing with vaginal fluid, giving it a glossy sheen. I licked the tender pink flesh, constantly teasing her clitoris. The vaginal fluid flowed more and more, so salty... I licked all of Wang Yun's semen into my mouth. I flipped her over, ripped her nightgown, and her firm breasts sprang out. I vigorously kneaded her two tender mounds of flesh, and the violent pleasure from that noon surged up again. I kissed her lips fiercely, my tongue forcing open her teeth and teasing the clitoris inside. I turned my head to Wang Yun's husband and said, "Not bad, your mouth still smells so good after sucking my cock. I'm going to put it in your wife's pussy. You shouldn't object, right?"
My hands were still kneading Wang Yun's large breasts, suppressing the urge to slap them. I moved my lower body a couple of times, and my glans pressed against the entrance of Wang Yun's constantly flowing vagina, and I thrust it in hard.
"I want you to wrap your legs around my waist."
Wang Yun's fair legs tightly gripped my waist, and I began to thrust vigorously, pounding into her. I grabbed Wang Yun's arms, my lower body thrusting forward relentlessly. Wang Yun's tight vagina gripped my penis tightly; for a while, it really felt like I was fucking a newly awakened virgin. With each thrust, more and more vaginal fluid flowed from Wang Yun's vagina, and then it finally became easier. I tilted my head and looked at Wang Yun's husband: "Fuck, you motherfucker..." "How do you usually fuck your wife? We've been married for over half a year, how come your wife's pussy is still so tight? Can't you even get in? Damn, I'll show you how I fuck your wife properly, learn well, you don't need to pay tuition."
The presence of Wang Yun's husband greatly satisfied my desire to fuck a married woman. My vigorous thrusting caused Wang Yun's large breasts to bounce wildly. My words made my penis swell even more. I reached out and touched Wang Yun's clitoris, which was constantly wet with her vaginal fluid. It flowed down my and her pubic hair, soaking the sheets as it trickled down her buttocks. I pressed Wang Yun's legs towards her chest, her legs raised high and spread wide, blatantly separating her vulva. I watched as my brown penis thrust in and out, bringing out the tender red flesh inside her vagina. Her clitoris was erect, and the vaginal fluid was constantly foaming white.
After hundreds of thrusts, a hot stream hit my glans, and her vaginal opening began to tighten. She had an orgasm, her fair skin flushed crimson. "Red." I gritted my teeth and said viciously, "Damn it, I brought your wife to orgasm. I've read her diary; you've never made your wife orgasm before. Now she's about to. You just watch. Watch how I bring your wife to orgasm. I'm going to cum." With a roar, I released my semen and ejaculated hard inside her, again and again. I lay on top of Wang Yun, feeling her irregular trembling. I tilted my head, looking at Wang Yun's stunned husband, looking at him with a mocking smile and contempt.
I pulled my penis out of Wang Yun's vagina; it was covered in our bodily fluids. I walked up to Wang Yun's husband, holding my penis, and said contemptuously, "See that? This is all your wife's orgasmic fluid. You never knew your wife squirted during orgasm, did you? Come on, I'm being nice, let me show you."
I smeared my still-erect penis on Wang Yun's husband's face. "
Brother, I've been pretty good to you. I know you won't wake up, but I'll cherish your wife from now on, I'll make her squirt every time. Remember the taste of your wife's fluids!" I smeared the fluid from my glans on Wang Yun's husband's nose and lips. I laughed loudly; it felt so good.
I lay down next to Wang Yun, caressing her body, savoring the excitement of bringing my wife to orgasm in front of her husband. I rolled over and lay on her other side, kneading her breasts while watching her husband.
He said smugly, "Don't rush, you haven't penetrated Wang Yun's virgin anus yet, have you? I'll show you today.
After that, Wang Yun will be my woman. Enjoy it." Tonight, I specially fed the three women a lot, and I ate my fill myself, all so that I could deflower Wang Yun's anus tonight. After resting for a while, I smoked a cigarette and had Wang Yun suck my penis again. Lying on the bed, watching Wang Yun kneeling between my legs, diligently sucking my penis, I exhaled a puff of smoke. I said to Wang Yun's husband, "I still want to thank you, thank you for making Wang Yun's oral skills so good. You don't know, do you? Wang Yun practiced hard so that you could finish quickly.
But I'm not like you, finishing so easily. Hahaha." My penis swelled up again in Wang Yun's mouth. I took out a tube of pre-prepared personal lubricant, applied it to Wang Yun's anus, and squeezed the whole tube onto my penis. Then I made Wang Yun lie face down on the bed, her legs spread wide. Her light brown anus opened, and I held my penis against the opening. I triumphantly told Wang Yun's husband again, "Look closely, I'm going to break your wife's virgin anus. You can say goodbye to your wife now, she's my woman." I gritted my teeth, forcing my glans open Wang Yun's anus as I spoke the last sentence. As soon as I finished speaking, my entire penis was inserted into Wang Yun's rectum.
Damn, it's so fucking tight. Even tighter than Xiao Yu's virgin vagina. Wang Yun would occasionally clench her buttocks to resist the discomfort of her anus; the tightness made me feel like she would break my penis if she used any more force. I gritted my teeth and tightened my buttocks, making my penis even harder, slowly pulling out and then slowly inserting again.
After repeating this several times, I finally got used to the intense tightness and slowly increased my force. Wang Yun had a slender waist and a large, round bottom. When she lay prone, her enormous peach-shaped hips gave me an urge to pierce them, and I quickly began to thrust into her forcefully. Each thrust moved Wang Yun forward a little, and after dozens of thrusts, her head was pressed against the headboard of my bed. With each subsequent thrust, Wang Yun's head slammed against the headboard with a thud, and each penetration produced a loud thud. This sound, like a war drum, fueled my power, and I kept increasing the frequency, hearing the increasingly rapid thuds. I tilted my head and looked at Wang Yun's husband, "Did you hear that? Did you hear that? Your wife is drumming up my energy with her head! Such a good wife, even when I'm fucking her ass, she knows how to drum up her energy. What a pity you didn't cherish her before, now that I've fucked her.
Haha, don't worry, you didn't cherish her, but I do. Where you can't reach, I can. Hahaha." After hundreds of thrusts, I ejaculated again. I ejaculated so freely, so triumphantly, so completely satisfied. After it was squeezed out of Wang Yun's rectum, I looked at the lubricant on my penis and smeared it on Wang Yun's husband's face, hair, and nose. Then I made Wang Yun lie down in front of her husband, spread her fair buttocks, and expose her dark anus. "
How about it? Your wife's virgin anus is beautiful, isn't it?"
I laughed triumphantly, but the more I looked at Wang Yun's husband, the more disgusted I felt. I kicked him to the ground. "Fuck your mother! You look so disgusting, yet you managed to marry such a beautiful wife. You even made your wife go to entertain the boss. Luckily, your wife is good at oral sex, and that boss ejaculated directly into her mouth, otherwise, where would you get such a tight vagina? Just looking at you makes me angry, fuck!" I kicked him twice more, and made Wang Yun help me throw her husband out the door. I turned around, closed the door, picked up Wang Yun, and gently placed her on the bed. I took out a blanket and covered us both with it, then fell into a deep sleep.
In the morning, Ouman gently woke me, and I groggily opened my eyes. I saw Ouman holding the white, semi-transparent nightgown I had torn yesterday, looking at me with a frown. I snapped awake and chuckled sheepishly, "I just thought this dress was pretty, for both my dear Ouman and Xiaoyun, so I gave it to her to wear. Who knew the quality was so bad? I didn't even use much force and it tore."
Ouman didn't listen to my explanation. She woke Xiaoyun and examined her body thoroughly. Seeing no injuries on her breasts or buttocks, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, I was the most nervous one. Thankfully, Ouman didn't check Xiaoyun's genitals, otherwise she would definitely have seen the little chrysanthemum I had deflowered last night.
Ouman then wrote (I was afraid you'd bully Wang Yun again. I didn't sleep well last night. I saw you take my pajamas a while ago, and that little devil Xiaoyu even hid them for you. Oh, now you call her Xiaoyun, huh? Hmph, things are different once you're in bed. Before, you called her Wangyun, but now it's Xiaoyun. Why am I still Ouman? Should I serve you well, sir, and have you call me Xiaoman too? Damn, this jealousy is so tasteless.
I chuckled, "How can you compare to Xiaoyu and Xiaoyun? You're the first person I woke up, you're the eldest sister. Of course, we have to differentiate in our address. We need to let them know that no matter when or what age, Ouman is the eldest sister. Ouman is the most important person to me."
Ah "Two-finger skill, passed the test successfully." (You're so sweet-talking, I'll go help Xiaoyun take a bath.) Ouman finished writing and went to help Xiaoyun. Damn it, I just got away with it, and now Ouman is going to help Xiaoyun take a bath? Xiaoyun will be exposed for the fact that I deflowered her.
I quickly stopped her, saying, "I just said you're the eldest sister, how can an eldest sister help her younger sister take a bath? You, Ouman, can only serve me when I take a bath from now on. As for the others, Xiaoyun can be washed by Xiaoyu
. Besides, Xiaoyun is a grown-up, does she need help?" Ouman smiled sweetly and nodded. Crisis resolved. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Good girl Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, come help Xiaoyun take a bath, can you help me?"
Xiaoyu strolled in from the living room, took Xiaoyun's hand and walked towards the bathroom.
(Why is Xiaoyun walking so slowly? And limping? What did you do to her yesterday?) Ouman asked suspiciously, noticing Xiaoyun's slow movements.
My brain raced, and I chuckled, "Well, well, yesterday was the first time I slept with a woman, and you guys weren't around, so I missed you. I gave Xiaoyun both of your 'shares,' and it happened a bit too often, yes, a bit too often, that's why she's like this. I'll control myself next time, I'll control myself next time."
With a mix of laughter and joking, I finally smoothed things over, feeling a bit sweaty inside. Ouman is a thoughtful person, and now she's especially attentive to her girlfriends. It seems I'll have to be less of a 'butt-petting' with them in the future. I miss those days when I couldn't express myself. Oh, Ouman.
For the next few days, at Ouman's insistence, I slept on the sofa in the living room, while she, Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyun slept in the bedroom. I was so heartbroken! Thankfully, Xiaoyu would come out to comfort me from time to time, and Ouman came twice too.
Otherwise, I would have really exploded with anger. In familiar surroundings, Xiaoyun recovered much faster. She was able to do more things, even going to the supermarket to buy groceries to cook. She usually stayed quietly by my side. Now, with Xiaoyu on my left and Xiaoyun on my right, Ouman had nowhere to sit. Fortunately, Ouman didn't complain, but I was still careful, often pulling Ouman to sit on my lap. Being surrounded by three beautiful girls made me incredibly happy.

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