Police officer's wife Wang Yulan

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Wang Yulan, 38 years old this year, lives with her husband Zhang Dayuan and their elementary school-aged daughter in an old apartment building. Zhang Dayuan works in the Public Security Bureau's Security Department, a policeman with over 20 years of service. Due to his volatile temper and arrogance, he is not well-liked in the bureau. Furthermore, his limited education has prevented him from being promoted several times over the years, leaving him as a regular staff member. He is also consistently excluded from the unit's housing allocation, so they are forced to live in this dilapidated building.

Zhang Dayuan is a very chauvinistic man, so after marrying him, Wang Yulan resigned from her job at the bookstore to become a housewife, as he requested. Their married life was peaceful and uneventful. Although they were not wealthy and her husband had a bad temper, Wang Yulan endured the hardship and managed to get by.

A few years later, their daughter was born. This should have been a happy occasion, but Zhang Dayuan's strong preference for sons over daughters made him very unhappy, and their lives began to change from then on. Zhang Dayuan started losing his temper easily, often verbally abusing Wang Yulan after drinking. Wang Yulan endured it all, hoping for a peaceful life, but a sudden incident three years ago completely destroyed their family relationship.

It was a hot night, and Zhang Dayuan was on night shift, not returning until midnight. After putting the children to bed, Wang Yulan took a shower and prepared a late-night snack in the kitchen, waiting for her husband to come home. She had done this for the past three years; she dared not

go to sleep alone until her husband was home. The door clicked open, and Zhang Dayuan entered, hanging up his hat and taking off his uniform and trousers, wearing only his underwear as he went to the kitchen. Wang Yulan kept her head down, stirring noodles in the pot, not daring to look at her husband.

Zhang Dayuan squinted at his wife from behind; her full waist was faintly visible beneath her thin beige nightgown, and her black bra straps and white underwear were clearly visible. Thinking of a prostitution case he'd handled that evening, the prostitute's seductive allure made him feel an erection. He walked over and placed a hand on Wang Yulan's shoulder. Wang Yulan shuddered, her hand stopping. Seeing his wife's trembling, Zhang Dayuan felt a surge of pleasure.

He reached under her armpit, grasped her breast, and kneaded it forcefully. His other hand touched her lower abdomen, pulling her buttocks towards his lower body. Through her underwear, he pressed his erect penis against her and began rubbing. He saw his wife's eyes twitch, but she dared not flinch or resist, so he rubbed even faster and harder.

A few minutes later, feeling his desire aroused, he lifted his wife's nightgown to her waist, pulled down her underwear, and reached out to touch Wang Yulan's hairy pubic area. In the dead of night, the sound of his fingers rubbing his wife's pubic hair was loud and rustling. His wife's vaginal opening was soft and moist, the two folds of flesh throbbing restlessly under his hands, mixed with mucus and hair.

Wang Yulan hummed softly through her nose. Suddenly, Zhang Dayuan grabbed her entire mons pubis forcefully. Startled by the sudden attack, Wang Yulan cried out. Zhang Dayuan's patience reached its limit. He lifted his wife's upper body, raised her arms, and pulled her nightgown over her head.

Wang Yulan, with her back to her husband, braced her hands on the stove, her snow-white body, clad only in a black bra, exposed to her husband's gaze. Zhang Dayuan watched as the black bra straps dug into his wife's back skin, the white flesh around the straps alluringly rising. He couldn't help but grin with excitement, his lower body becoming even harder. He unhooked the back of the bra, freeing the white flesh from its confinement. The rising part disappeared, but the bra's marks remained on her back, very conspicuous.

Zhang Dayuan reached behind and grasped Wang Yulan's breasts, kneading them forcefully and repeatedly pressing her nipples with his index finger. Although his bra was already unhooked, Zhang Dayuan didn't remove it, letting it hang loosely on his wife's voluptuous body, finding it more stimulating.

Wang Yulan looked down at her husband's hands ravaging her breasts, kneading and squeezing them together, rubbing against each other until her nipples became engorged and hard, only to be pressed down forcefully by his fingers. Zhang Dayuan hadn't showered yet, and the stench of sweat mixed with the strong smell of tobacco enveloped her, making her feel hot all over, and she involuntarily let out a moan.

Hearing his wife's moan, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. He quickly pulled down his underwear, took out his hard penis, and inserted it into Wang Yulan's buttocks. After a few tentative movements, he aimed at her soft spot and thrust it in hard.

"Ah..." Wang Yulan's head tilted back.

Since that incident three years ago, Zhang Dayuan had been extremely cold and brutal towards his wife. When he wanted to satisfy his desires, he never cared whether she was willing or not, and he would never face her. Almost every time, he would make Wang Yulan kneel and grope him from behind, at most making her lie on her side with her face turned towards the pillow, only releasing her after he had ejaculated.

After entering his wife's vagina, Zhang Dayuan began to slowly thrust in and out. He watched his penis, covered in sticky fluid, move smoothly and lubricatedly in and out of Wang Yulan's flesh, glistening under the light, giving him a sense of conquering satisfaction.

He held his wife's breast with one hand and her waist with the other, pulling her full, white buttocks against his lower abdomen, making a slapping sound. Wang Yulan had a black mole on her right lower back, with a few black hairs growing on it, making her look sexy and lewd.

Zhang Dayuan released his wife's breast, holding her waist with both hands, occasionally touching and pinching the black mole on her back, and began to thrust rapidly and violently. The gas stove burned, and sweat began to bead on both of their bodies.

Wang Yulan felt her husband's thick, hard penis thrust into her lower body. She felt her vagina tightly enveloping it, yet the lubrication prevented her from fully grasping it. The alternating tightness and looseness inside her vagina made her dizzy, and she hummed incessantly. Her breasts were tossed back and forth with each thrust, rubbing against her bra, which looked incredibly stimulating. A suppressed moan

escaped her throat: "Ah… um…".

Zhang Dayuan heard her low moan and cursed, "You filthy bitch, if you're enjoying it, scream! Don't whine like that!"

Then he increased the speed of his thrusts, pumping violently.

Her husband's speed increased, and the amplitude of his movements grew larger. Wang Yulan's hands could no longer support her body under the impact. She bent her arms, using her elbows to support herself on the counter, her entire body almost prone, her breasts occasionally hitting the edge of the counter.

She buried her head between her arms, but with each thrust from her husband, she involuntarily arched her back, letting out soft gasps and ecstatic moans.

Watching his wife's wanton ecstasy as she was being fucked beneath him, Zhang Dayuan felt a surge of excitement at his own strength and power. He grabbed her breasts, pushing and pulling her body to match the thrusting of his penis.

The weather was hot, and being near the stove, both of them were drenched in sweat. Wang Yulan's smooth, white breasts were even more slippery to the touch, making a squelching sound similar to the sound of his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

Wang Yulan felt his penis penetrating deeper and deeper into her womb, knowing Zhang Dayuan was close to climax. Wanting to take this opportunity to please her husband, she arched her back and began to moan loudly:

"Oh...Ah Yuan, you...you're so amazing, I...I'm...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

"You're so hard...ah...you're so deep...hum...I can't...take it anymore,"

Wang Yulan gasped, raising her chin, closing her eyes, opening her mouth, and turning her head slightly to let her husband see her infatuated, wanton appearance.

Hearing his wife's moans, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. He gripped her breast tightly with one hand and pressed down on her shoulder with the other, thrusting even faster. The sweat on his body made the slapping sounds of his thrusts very loud.

After seventeen or eighteen vigorous thrusts, he pressed himself firmly against Wang Yulan's buttocks, straightened his body, and let out a deep roar as his penis ejaculated wave after wave of semen into his wife's uterus.

After her husband finished, Wang Yulan, still panting, turned her head to try and smile at him, but Zhang Dayuan pulled his now-shrunken penis out of her vagina, ripped off her bra, wiped it, and threw it on the floor. Without even glancing at her, he went straight into the bathroom.

Wang Yulan's heart sank to the bottom, a dull ache throbbing within her. For three years, it had always been the same. After his release, Zhang Dayuan never said anything kind; sometimes he would even curse her with disgust.

"He still can't forget that...he still resents me..." Wang Yulan thought painfully,

"But it wasn't my fault..."

Wang Yulan felt a liquid slowly flowing from her vagina. She picked up the bra from the floor and held it to her vaginal opening, catching the flowing semen. The sticky, white, cloudy liquid stood out starkly against the black bra.

Wang Yulan remembered the noodles in the pot and quickly turned off the heat. The broth had boiled away, and the noodles were practically dough. Exhausted, she picked up her pajamas and put them on, crumpling her bra and panties into a ball and tossing them aside. She slowly walked to the living room and sat down.

Listening to the sound of her husband showering in the bathroom, she gazed absently out the window. Although it was late, the clouds in the sky were still clearly visible, and her wistful thoughts drifted back to that night three years ago…

[This post was edited by Zero Degree Longing on 2016-03-17 09:49]

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