The Story of My Beloved Wife

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Wu Yong was plotting another prank.
Thirty-year-old Wu Yong was the finance manager of a trading company. Two months ago, he married his girlfriend. He was currently enjoying the warmth and sweetness of his honeymoon, spending his days immersed in a sea of love with his wife. Teasing and stimulation were inevitable, and occasionally he would go too far, causing his wife to scold him playfully. But Wu Yong knew in his heart that while she seemed annoyed, she loved him deeply. This fueled a daring and wicked thought in Wu Yong's mind.
And tonight, he was seized by another impulse. After their marriage, Wu Yong and his wife embarked on their honeymoon, traveling far and wide. Two days ago, the couple arrived at his uncle's house in another city. Unfamiliar with the area, they stayed at his uncle's. They spent their days sightseeing and their nights at his uncle's.
Newlyweds, how could they not make love? Despite his strong restraint and extreme caution yesterday, he finally couldn't resist today. His uncle's son was away on a business trip, leaving only his uncle at home. As night fell, Wu Yong quietly hid behind the sofa in the living room, waiting until his uncle returned to his room and locked the door.
Then, like a wolf, Wu Yong rushed into his and his wife's room. In the heat of their passion, a mischievous idea popped into Wu Yong's head.
He suddenly stopped, releasing his wife's breasts with both hands, instead wrapping one arm around her waist and the other around her buttocks, trying to maintain the position so that his penis was firmly inserted deep into her wet vagina without slipping out. Then he straightened up, and with a sudden effort, stood up, pulling his wife into his arms.
"Ah Yong! What are you doing?!" His wife was startled. Making love in an unfamiliar environment, she was cautious and somewhat bewildered by this sudden, bold act.
"No! Put me down! Someone will see us! The curtains aren't drawn—ah!"
"Nobody's around now, it's alright!" Wu Yong seemed amused by his wife's panic. He felt her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her vagina suddenly tightening, and her upper body pressed against him, her full breasts making him ecstatic.
"Then let's find a place where no one can see us!" Seeing his wife obediently clinging to him and using her jade-like hands to hold his neck for balance, Wu Yong simply used both hands to support his wife's buttocks and turned to walk towards the bedroom door! Walking like this was quite uncomfortable for the woman! With each sway, his large penis pressed against her vulva, causing her to overflow with desire. Just as she was slightly recovering from the ecstasy, his wife realized they were in the living room.
"Ugh...! Why did you carry me here! Ugh... Oh...! What if the family sees us!...Ah Yong... no...!" His wife was truly panicked.
"Don't worry! Your uncle's son is away on a business trip, and he's fast asleep!" Wu Yong was so bold he couldn't stop himself. He held his wife's buttocks and shook them vigorously. Looking at his wife's swaying breasts and panicked eyes, he was almost out of control.
"Ah~~! It's hitting you again! Ah~~! No, no! Not here—" his wife seemed to be pleading.
"Afraid of being seen? Then let's go somewhere else."
After saying that, he carried his wife and walked to the balcony where the clothes were drying. Across from the balcony was a large park, a beautiful and cool environment for their encounter! It was just a bit dark because it was late.
"Ah Yong! Why did you bring me here again?! Put me down, or someone will see us!" This time his wife was really anxious, twisting and turning frantically trying to break free.
Facing such a beautiful view, Wu Yong completely ignored his wife's pleas and continued to thrust into her honey pot with all his might. Unexpectedly, his wife, fearing that others would see, tensed up and her vagina contracted even more, a stream of lustful fluid flowing down his penis and wetting the floor. After a while, his hands were too sore, so he put his wife down, turned her around, and made her raise her buttocks high, then began to thrust into her from behind.

"Oh, you're so annoying...! Ah Yong... I'm... about to climax! Not here!... Mmm... Ah!"
At this moment, the balcony was filled with his wife's moans and the sounds of flesh slamming against her buttocks. Wu Yong was so excited that he seemed to want someone to hear it.
"Ah Yong... I... I'm climaxing! Ah...!"
In this tense and exciting atmosphere, his wife quickly climaxed.
"Climaxed? No way! I just warmed up! Besides, the view here is so beautiful. Let's do it a little longer!" Wu Yong was not satisfied.
"Husband... mmm... so comfortable... ah... but not here, not here—" His newlywed wife squinted her eyes, clearly becoming somewhat incoherent and unrestrained. She kept letting out low moans, and although Wu Yong had heard these words countless times in the months of their marriage, he still couldn't resist the temptation. He picked up his gun again and aimed it at his wife's vulva, unconsciously increasing the force of his thrusts, inserting his proud, enormous penis into her vagina, reaching all the way to her cervix.

"Ah... I... I'm almost... I'm almost dying..." His wife moaned as he was pressed beneath him, rubbing her breasts with his hands while thrusting into her forcefully.
"Slap slap... splat splat..." The large penis made a beautiful sound as it moved in and out of her vagina. "Good wife... you should learn from... those actresses in movies..." His hands pressed against his wife's soft, firm breasts, his thumbs pinching her tender pink nipples, making her pant heavily. His wife's cheeks flushed crimson, and she gasped, "You want me... me to become... the... leading lady of an A... porn movie...? You're so naughty!"

She clenched her teeth, her snow-white buttocks thrusting back and forth, making Wu Yong's penis move in and out of her vagina even faster, emitting waves of lewd, fleshy sounds. "Ah... ah... good husband... I'm coming... I'm having an orgasm... so good... so amazing... ah... ah... I can't take it... it's so great." Her whole body became aroused, her long hair swaying like waves, her full breasts breaking free from Wu Yong's hands, bouncing up and down.

Wu Yong thrust his hips, making his penis throb inside her vagina, continuing to stimulate her, spreading her thighs apart, pumping forcefully, the pleasure of his penis swallowing and releasing sending her to orgasm repeatedly. She gripped the balcony railing with both hands, her eyes tightly closed. Wu Yong's penis thrust in and out of her vagina, turning her tender, red labia inside out, causing her to writhe and moan uncontrollably. Sweat mingled with her vaginal fluids, flowing from between her legs onto the balcony floor.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Husband... You're too strong... Ah... I'm dying..." his wife cried out in a seductive voice, her vaginal muscles gripping his thick penis tightly, drawing it deeper into her. A surge of unbearable excitement coursed through Wu Yong's body, and he could no longer hold back, ejaculating his hot semen into his wife's vagina.

His wife arched her back, her back pressed against his chest, her body covered in sweat. Milky white, sticky semen flowed back from her vagina, dripping onto the floor. Wu Yong lowered his head, gently kissing her hair and nibbling at her earlobe. She leaned softly against his chest, panting heavily.
"I love you, Xiao Ai!" Wu Yong whispered, reaching out to embrace her sweaty back, his chin resting lightly on her shoulder.
After a while, his wife turned around, playfully hitting him a few times. "Hmph! It's all your fault, you're so mean! You made me so tired!" Then she couldn't help but smile at him.
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Wu Yong loved Xiao Ai's smile the most; it had a small dimple when she smiled, combined with her fair skin and delicate, beautiful features. Her name was Xiao Ai. Besides her outstanding looks, she had a well-developed figure; at sixteen, she already possessed a rather enviable physique, attracting many suitors. From the time Wu Yong met her until their marriage, he knew of no fewer than thirty boys who had pursued her.

This was the kind of girl Wu Yong pursued almost obsessively, from the age of sixteen to twenty. Only after receiving her parents' permission did she begin to accept boyfriends, and he became one of her many. It took Wu Yong two years to finally win her over. She gave him her virginity, then broke up with a host of other men, finally "possessing" her.

Wu Yong was four years older than her, graduated with first-class honors from university, and entered a prestigious accounting firm in the city. By the time she graduated at twenty-four two years ago, Wu Yong had already risen to the position of manager, overseeing dozens of people. Just then, the Asian financial crisis swept in, causing economic depression across all industries, with many companies and individuals going bankrupt. However, their accounting firm's business thrived, as they were constantly hired by bankrupt companies to liquidate assets, and Wu Yong became a highly respected young man in the industry.

Perhaps it was his youth and success that attracted Xiao Ai, and so they got married this year. Many of her ex-boyfriends attended the wedding. Seeing their dejected faces, Wu Yong was very proud; he had finally won this woman who possessed both beauty and intelligence.
What pleased him even more was that, besides being a virtuous wife, she was also incredibly accommodating in their sex life and knew how to enjoy it. They constantly tried new things, starting with making love in bed, then moving to the floor, and later he liked to pin her down on the table in the living room while they watched pornographic films and had sex standing up. In Wu Yong's eyes, Xiao Ai was a perfect wife.
Lately, whenever he thought of this, Wu Yong would happily recall another incident. For almost a month since it happened, Xiao Ai hadn't allowed him to mention it again. Because since then, the reserved and shy Xiao Ai had gradually become passionate and unrestrained in their sex life. Actually, just thinking about it made Wu Yong feel as sweet as if he'd drunk honey.
This incident happened one evening a month ago. It was quite unfortunate at the beginning. Wu Yong and Xiao Ai had only been married for a month, but the couple had actually spent less than fifteen days together. Just ten days after their wedding, Wu Yong was sent on a business trip due to an urgent matter at work. To make matters worse, just two days later, Xiao Ai also had to go to a more distant place on business due to a lawsuit involving her company. More than ten days passed, and the two finally finished their respective business. Without time to complain about their boss's coldness, they had to rush to catch the train home. Through a phone call, Wu Yong learned that Xiao Ai, who had boarded earlier, had already bought a double-seat compartment ticket, and he could wait for her at the station. As soon as the train arrived, he could board and meet his beloved wife, and then they would travel home together.
The sun slowly set, and the train finally pulled into the station. Wu Yong, who had stood on the platform for a long time, couldn't help but sigh, "These unbearable days are finally over!" From afar, he saw Xiao Ai's beautiful figure getting off the train, and Wu Yong's pent-up resentment seemed to vanish into thin air.

Reaching Xiao Ai, Wu Yong embraced her tightly.
"Honey, I've missed you so much!" Xiao Ai exclaimed with unprecedented passion and enthusiasm.
"You haven't called much! I'll settle the score with you on the train!" Wu Yong was almost bursting with excitement. Ignoring the stares of others, he scooped up his wife and boarded the train.
The train started moving, and the two arrived at their double compartment. Without even closing the door, he placed his wife on the narrow bed, wrapped his arms around Xiao Ai's neck, and kissed her passionately. The usually shy and passive Xiao Ai surprisingly stretched out her legs, wrapping them around Wu Yong's waist like a ring. It seemed that the ten-plus days of separation had made his lonely wife fiery and passionate! She was finally about to show her true feelings! Wu Yong noticed his wife's change and felt a surge of secret joy.

"I haven't eaten yet!" Wu Yong, without any apparent restraint, even pretended to be angry with Xiao Ai.
"I prepared some food for you in my bag," Xiao Ai said with a smile.
"I want to eat what's in your bag." Before his wife could react, Wu Yong's hand was already touching her soft breasts.
Xiao Ai's face flushed instantly: "The door isn't closed yet!" Wu Yong locked the door, watching her shrink into a shy ball. He suddenly squatted down, pulled open his shirt, and unhooked her bra. Looking at the rounded breasts he had caressed countless times without ever getting enough, he no longer hesitated. He buried his face in Xiao Ai's arms, kissing her chest incessantly.

Like a mother, Xiao Ai gently lifted her shirt, placing her bright red nipple in his mouth, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Wu Yong cupped her full breasts in his hands and sucked hard. Xiao Ai gasped, lightly slapping him: "Gently, it's like you're going to devour it whole. Why are you using so much force?"

Wu Yong looked at her pretty face and said softly, "Feels good, doesn't it?" Xiao Ai shifted, bringing her other pointed nipple to his lips and said wantonly, "Mmm! It feels good. Here, have another one!" Wu Yong nestled in her arms, sucking hard, making her giggle.

Wu Yong cupped her breasts, sucking, kneading, and rubbing them incessantly. Xiao Ai trembled from the sucking, stroking him and saying, "Darling, be gentle! I don't have any milk! You're going to rub it all away!" Although he couldn't draw out any milk, the pointed nipples sliding in and out of her mouth were a unique pleasure. Wu Yong's penis gradually hardened and became erect.
"Fuck me, darling! Fuck me harder, husband! Oh—" Xiao Ai gradually succumbed to lust. Wu Yong understood that his beloved wife was finally about to break free from the constraints of outdated ideas and embrace the freedom of true love!
So, without hesitation, Wu Yong reached his hand inside Xiao Ai's alluring skirt, his index finger spreading open the elastic band of her budding panties. Then, his hand moved down her smooth, satin-like abdomen, exploring the dense thicket, past the mounds, and further down to the valley-like peaks of flesh, with a stream of lustful fluid flowing between them. Her heart pounded like a deer's against Wu Yong's, her cheeks flushed, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she breathed heavily, a mixture of joy and reproach in her voice! Wu Yong parted her tightly closed thighs with both hands, his index finger rubbing up and down along the slightly concave crevice.

"Ah...no...no..." Xiao Ai cried out wildly in her mind, shaking her body incessantly, chasing the pleasure from his fingertips.
His index finger plunged into her open petals, stimulating her between the two wet labia, the small opening secreting a large amount of slippery love fluid. Her bright red clitoris erected alluringly, and Wu Yong used his middle and ring fingers to pinch it, while his thumb joined with his index finger, the index finger stroking the inner wall, the thumb teasingly caressing the outer labia. Her outstretched pink arms tightly embraced him, Xiao Ai's whole body limp, gently biting her husband's shoulder.

She pulled her legs together, making her knees the apex of the triangle formed by her thighs and calves, spreading her legs as wide as possible. Seeing his chance, Wu Yong thrust his fingers into her jade gate, one, two, three, slowly pumping in and out. He gradually increased the speed, thrusting and pounding. Xiao Ai, afraid of being overheard next door, could only grit her teeth and silently enjoy the pleasure his fingers brought.

With the slight swaying of the train and the vigorous thrusting of his fingers, Xiao Ai couldn't help but let out moans: "I can't take it anymore..." Waves of orgasm washed over her, streams of heat, and her vaginal fluids gushed out, wetting her legs and Wu Yong's hands. Wu Yong deliberately curled up lazily in her deep cleavage, looking at her delicate face like a blooming flower.

Xiao Ai laughed unsatisfiedly, saying, "Is this all you're going to do?"
"Doesn't caressing give you an orgasm too?" Wu Yong chuckled, playing hard to get.
But Xiao Ai panicked: "If it's just a matter of using my hands, then I can do it myself. Why do I need to do it with you?"
"You really are a slut. How can you say something like that?" Wu Yong teased her as she reached out to touch her breasts. Her mouth was about to curse him, but it turned into a moan: "You bad boy, oh... oh... what can I do? I'm your wife!"
Wu Yong lifted the clothes she was about to put on, and her firm, white breasts bounced out again. Then he pulled up his t-shirt and pressed his hot chest against them. "Ah..." Xiao Ai drew out the sound, her body tightly wrapped around him.

"Did you miss me?" Wu Yong asked as he moved his hands down, stroking Xiao Ai's high, upturned buttocks and pulling her towards him. His erect penis pressed against her soft abdomen inside his shorts.
"Ah...I...I dream of you every day...I really can't live without you...What am I going to do?...Ah..." Xiao Ai moaned in his ear, her breath hot against his skin, her whole body trembling as she rubbed her breasts against Wu Yong's chest.
A moment later, her hand frantically reached for Wu Yong's shorts. Wu Yong resisted, letting her do as she pleased. "Ah...My God!" Xiao Ai cried out, staring down at his erect penis, her mouth involuntarily opening wide, her breath coming in even faster gasps.
His erect penis sprang out, landing in Xiao Ai's small, white hand. Wu Yong felt a sudden tension throughout his body, his attention focused entirely on his lower body. She grasped his penis with her slender hand, quickly stroking it a couple of times, then hurriedly stood up from the bed, reaching to remove her white skirt.

"Let me do it, let me do it!" Wu Yong pulled her hands away, squatted down, and with trembling hands unbuttoned her skirt, pulled down the zipper, and ignoring the skirt slipping to the ground, ripped off her panties. Instantly, the messy pubic hair on Xiao Ai's rapidly heaving abdomen was revealed. Wu Yong buried his head in the alluring valley and stuck out his tongue to lick the dark, shiny pubic hair. "Ouch..." Xiao Ai swayed, quickly grabbing the handle beside her to avoid falling, but a stream of vaginal fluid had already flowed down her inner thighs.

Wu Yong grabbed Xiao Ai's waist, turned her around, and forced her to kneel on the ground. Xiao Ai held onto the edge of the bed, raised her round buttocks high, and moaned. Wu Yong frantically hugged her from behind, cupped her breasts, and unconsciously pressed his erect penis against her vulva, sliding it up and down. Xiao Ai whispered, "I can't take it anymore! Come on!" With a forceful thrust from Wu Yong's lower body, "plop," his penis slid into her honey hole. Xiao Ai's head jerked upward, letting out a long "ah," her wet, hot vagina tightly gripping Wu Yong's penis, causing him to involuntarily begin to thrust.

Xiao Ai first cried out, then quickly stuffed a strand of hair into her mouth, biting it tightly, moaning with each thrust.
Ten minutes later, after a series of all-out thrusts from Wu Yong, Xiao Ai's vagina began to contract violently, and suddenly her whole body trembled as she collapsed onto the bed. Wu Yong didn't have time to react and couldn't fall down with her; his penis slipped out of her vagina, but he could already feel the tingling numbness spreading rapidly from his spine to his penis. Wu Yong could only lie on Xiao Ai's back, his penis unable to penetrate again, so he rubbed it violently against her buttocks, his semen gushing powerfully from the glans, splashing onto the floor below the bed. Wu Yong ejaculated, but not inside her!

They remained in that position until their breathing gradually returned to normal.
"Ugh, why did it all get outside! It's so uncomfortable." Xiao Ai turned around, her face full of dissatisfaction and reproach.
"Let me rest for a bit, have some water and something to eat!" Wu Yong said with a silly grin, getting up to get something to eat.
Seeing his face covered in sweat, Xiao Ai laughed.
"You need to be full up there to have energy down there," Wu Yong said between bites, "You can also cool off first!"
"Okay! You're just leaving me like this!" Xiao Ai stood up, "Then I'll really go out and cool off!" She actually started to whine. After saying that, Xiao Ai really turned around and reached for the door to the private room.
"Pfft!—" Wu Yong almost spat out what was in his mouth. "Wait! You're just going to go out like this?—" Wu Yong jumped over and grabbed Xiao Ai. Xiao Ai turned around, deliberately smiling as she asked him, "Is there something you need? If not, I'm going out to cool off!"
Wu Yong almost vomited blood. Xiao Ai was only wearing a half-open outer garment. If viewed from the front, her smooth, white skin, pert breasts, rosy nipples, thick, dark pubic hair, and even her moist vulva would be completely exposed! What would happen if others saw this?!
Wu Yong suddenly hugged Xiao Ai. "Darling! Don't scare me!"
Xiao Ai smiled and kissed him. "So, do you still want me to go cool off alone?"
"I wouldn't dare! My dear wife! I was wrong, I was wrong. Please don't go out!"
Xiao Ai's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter. "Really? I bet you wouldn't dare! But, since we have nothing to do now, going out for a stroll isn't bad!"
"No! I have something to do now! I have something to do!" Wu Yong didn't dare hesitate any longer. He grabbed Xiao Ai, lifted one of her legs with one hand, and reached into her hairy vulva with the other. His hand slid into her wet crevice. She groaned, her seductive buttocks swaying erratically. "Kiss me first, make up for your attitude earlier!"

Wu Yong lowered his head, feeling the unique allure emanating from her vulva, unseen for over ten days. He knelt down, gently kissing her, his tongue lightly licking her moist slit. Xiao Ai's body swayed like a water snake. "Oh! I can't take it anymore!" she cried, clutching his hair tightly.

"So horny, what do you want me to do?" Wu Yong's anger hadn't completely subsided; he deliberately teased her.
"I want you to play with me again! I want you to penetrate me!" Her behavior grew wilder, completely devoid of her usual composure.
Wu Yong stroked her breasts and said, "You're really horny today, aren't you?"
"I'm going to be in trouble. It's like this before my period, and I'm always in a bad mood!"
Wu Yong laughed and said, "But I'm not hard yet!"
Xiao Ai shook her head, saying, "I'll make you hard quickly, give it to me!" She then gently extended her hand and began to suck and lick Wu Yong's glans.
"Dirty, let me wipe it!" Wu Yong was already getting excited.
"It's all our stuff, what's dirty about it?" She stuck out her big white buttocks, looking incredibly alluring.
Wu Yong was extremely excited, lifted her onto the train table, and gently inserted halfway. She cried out, "Hurry up, I really can't take it anymore!" Wu Yong pounced like a hungry tiger, immediately inserting his entire penis, leaving no trace...
The train was traveling on a large bridge, and the guards on the bridge seemed to have witnessed their madness and were stunned. The clanging sounds and bright lights made the experience even more stimulating. Wu Yong violently gripped her erect nipple with one hand, while the other darted into her sensual center, pinching her clitoris, which was relentlessly assaulted by his erect penis.

A powerful current surged from her lower body to his glans, followed by a warm, throbbing sensation that slowly spread outwards. Her moist petals, smooth abdomen, soft breasts, and ecstatic lips sent waves of heat through him, causing him to shudder and his throat to rumble rapidly.

Her burning vagina began to convulse, her legs to spasm: "Ugh...ah...I need to pee..." Xiao Ai's beautiful face flushed crimson; while enjoying the most exquisite sensations between a man and a woman, she appeared utterly helpless, weak, and in pain. Xiao Ai reached her climax, thrusting desperately forward, her whole body trembling as she groaned loudly.

Wu Yong's penis continued to pound inside her, and her slender hands, which had been gripping the tablecloth tightly, unconsciously loosened. He ejaculated! Instantly, Xiao Ai's body, which had just relaxed, tensed again, convulsing violently.
After the intense climax, everything returned to calm. She was still panting, and the tablecloth was stained with water. "Was it comfortable?" Wu Yong asked, gently stroking her hair. "Did I make you happy?"
"Extremely happy! I haven't felt this way in weeks! I feel like I need to pee!" She turned around, picked up a handkerchief, and gently wiped her vulva. After
resting on the bed for about half an hour, Wu Yong got up and put away the handkerchief, which contained his semen, her menstrual blood and vaginal fluid, and someone else's pubic hair.
"Don't take it! Give it back!" Xiao Ai cried anxiously.
"This is our best memento! Nothing bad will happen," Wu Yong said, wanting to preserve this unforgettable memory.
"Then I'll keep it!" Xiao Ai snatched it away. Wu Yong didn't argue; perhaps she cherished it more than he did! 　　　　　　　The
events of a month ago seemed vivid in his mind. Wu Yong was completely immersed in happy memories.
Just as the swaying of the train filled his mind, his face suddenly flushed. A passionate kiss from his wife snapped Wu Yong out of his reverie. He quickly embraced her fragrant buttocks, wanting to return her kiss. But Xiao Ai turned away, leaning against the balcony railing, naked, admiring the night view outside, deliberately ignoring him. Looking at her high, plump buttocks from behind, and her hairy, dripping vulva, Wu Yong chuckled and lightly patted his wife's bottom, thinking to himself, "Luckily, no one's around now, otherwise, what would happen if someone saw my wife's seductive pose!" He turned and walked into the inner room, shaking his head with a smile. But just then, Wu Yong suddenly noticed a shadowy figure flash past in the living room connected to the balcony! The shadow seemed to have been spying on him and his wife through the window next to the balcony door, only crouching down when he turned around! Wu Yong's heart tightened, and he became uneasy. Who was it? Could it be a thief? He and his wife were completely naked, and yet they encountered a thief—what should they do? Just then, Wu Yong noticed that the door to his uncle's room at the other end of the living room was ajar! He remembered that his uncle had closed the door when he went to sleep. Could it be that his uncle had come out? Wu Yong panicked. Could it be that the shadowy figure was his uncle? While Wu Yong was at a loss, his wife, Xiao Ai, was completely unaware. Perhaps she had seen enough of the night view, felt she had had enough of the excitement, and was ready to go home and rest. So she turned around, lightly patted Wu Yong, and then, her breasts swaying, brushed past him, completely naked, calmly walking into the door connecting the balcony and the living room. "Xiao Ai! You—!" Wu Yong cried out in alarm. Seeing his beautiful wife standing so close to that dark figure by the window, how could he not be anxious? "What's wrong?" Xiao Ai stopped and turned to look at Wu Yong, completely unaware of the situation. Wu Yong then realized there was a table by the window, and his uncle must be hiding under it. And right now, Xiao Ai's naked lower body was directly facing that table! Her full thighs, her smooth, white abdomen, her glossy black pubic hair, and her still-dripping vulva—even Wu Yong was mesmerized by the sight, let alone his uncle who was so close! He must have been spitting blood! Xiao Ai thought Wu Yong was joking, so she deliberately made a face at him and playfully turned and went back to her room. Her buttocks probably weren't spared either, getting a good look from her uncle. Wu Yong was sweating profusely, worried about what would happen if Xiao Ai found out about his uncle! He only relaxed after Xiao Ai went back to her room and quickly followed her. As he passed the table by the door, he deliberately peeked under it. Ah! Sure enough, there was a figure—undoubtedly his uncle! He pretended not to notice and went back to his room. Everything returned to calm. Xiao Ai fell asleep, but Wu Yong couldn't sleep. He found it strange; aside from worrying about Xiao Ai finding out about his uncle, he didn't seem particularly angry tonight. In fact, he even felt a slight thrill after his wife's naked body was seen. Could it be that his experience on the train had made him so uninhibited? Wu Yong began to doubt his own character. "No! No!" he thought to himself, "This won't do! I'm not a bad man. I must cherish my wife." In a daze, he finally fell asleep. The night returned to peace. 　　　　　　　× × × × × × The next morning, Wu Yong woke up to find himself alone in bed. Xiao Ai must have gotten up to make breakfast for his uncle, just like yesterday, right? He climbed out of bed, put on his clothes, and went to the bedroom door, looking towards the kitchen. Huh? Strange, the kitchen was empty, only the rice cooker was hissing and steaming. "Where did everyone go?" Wu Yong wondered. Curious, he went out of the bedroom. He looked around—the living room, the kitchen, the balcony—but didn't see Xiao Ai, nor his uncle. Just then, Wu Yong saw his uncle hurriedly emerge from the bathroom, tiptoeing and glancing back several times, as if he'd done something wrong and was afraid of being discovered. He saw Wu Yong, first looking awkward, then forcing a smile, before fleeing back to his room. "What's Uncle up to so early in the morning?" Wu Yong wondered, when he heard sounds coming from the bathroom. So he walked over, went to the door, and looked inside. Wu Yong was immediately stunned. In the bathroom, his wife, Xiao Ai, was standing in front of the sink, bent over, her buttocks raised, head down, washing her hair! Xiao Ai was wearing a semi-transparent short nightgown, revealing her two fair and full thighs underneath—extremely sexy and revealing. She was humming a song while washing her hair, completely absorbed, seemingly oblivious to what was happening behind her. Xiao Ai's nightgown was already semi-transparent, and the slight dampness made it even more transparent! Wu Yong looked closer and was even more shocked! What was going on? Every inch of Xiao Ai's buttocks was clearly visible! Was she not wearing underwear?! Wu Yong was startled; Xiao Ai wasn't usually so promiscuous! What was wrong today? When he looked even closer, Wu Yong finally discovered the reason: Xiao Ai's underwear had been thrown on the floor and crumpled into a ball. What was wrong today? His beloved wife was standing unsuspectingly in someone else's bathroom, her sexy genitals exposed behind her. If someone were standing behind her, or even crouching down to admire her buttocks and genitals, she wouldn't notice. At that moment, Wu Yong remembered his uncle's strange behavior earlier, and a sense of unease washed over him. Could it be... could it be that his uncle had been spying on Xiao Ai? Good heavens! If that were true, wouldn't his uncle have seen everything?! The thought made Wu Yong furious. Yes, his uncle must have been standing right where he was now, spying on Xiao Ai from the same angle. In a fit of anger, Wu Yong went into the bathroom. Standing beside Xiao Ai, watching her wash her hair, he couldn't think of anything to say. Before Wu Yong could react, Xiao Ai, who was washing her hair, spoke first. Clearly, she had noticed Wu Yong this time. "Ugh! Here we go again. I can't even wash my hair in peace! How am I supposed to go sightseeing later?" Xiao Ai said without looking up, still washing her hair. "Huh? You...you're criticizing me first!" Wu Yong was very annoyed. He said irritably, "Look at yourself! What are you dressed like this so early in the morning?" He wanted to say that she was dressed too revealingly, but the words caught in his throat. "I just wanted to save time so I could go out with you earlier, that's why I got up so early to wash my hair!" Xiao Ai seemed a little indignant at her husband's scolding. She slightly raised her head and wrung the water out of her hair. Wu Yong was speechless for a moment. "Not only are you inconsiderate, but you also scare me. You barged in without knocking while I was washing my hair and didn't see me, and you even grabbed my butt and groped me! You're so mean!" Xiao Ai complained deliberately, as if she were being coquettish. Wu Yong realized something was wrong! He had just gotten up! He didn't even know when his wife got up, and he hadn't been to the bathroom. How could he have had the chance to barge in, let alone grab her butt? What was going on? Xiao Ai lowered her head again, rinsed her hair, and continued to complain, still sporting her sexy buttocks: "This is someone else's house! They told you to stop messing around, but you wouldn't listen. You stuck your hand into their underwear, touched their whole butt, and that wasn't enough. You even touched them there, from back to bottom, then to the front, rubbing their pubic hair was bad enough, but you even used your fingers to scratch their private parts! It made them so itchy, they couldn't even stand up! I've never seen anyone as bad as you!" " Ah—?" Wu Yong was even more astonished. What was going on? He opened his mouth wide, unable to understand what had happened.

"What's so good about that! You're so mean!" Xiao Ai continued, rinsing the bathroom. "When you do that to me, of course I have to spread my legs and stick my butt out a bit so you can do it! That's why I can't even stand up straight!"
Wu Yong was even more astonished and confused. His wife's reproachful tone, everything she said, didn't sound like a joke, and he certainly wasn't there at the time. What did this mean? What else could it mean but that someone else was involved?! Wu Yong's heart suddenly skipped a beat. In this house, besides him and his wife, there was only one other person! It was his uncle! Could it really be his uncle?!
Wu Yong stood there dumbfounded. Recalling the lecherous look his uncle had given Xiao Ai these past two days, his peeping, and the way he had seen his uncle hurriedly flee from the bathroom just now, Wu Yong finally understood. Yes! It was him! It must have been his uncle! A surge of anger rose in Wu Yong's heart, and he instantly flew into a rage. That's right. Xiao Ai was washing her hair, completely unaware of what was happening behind her. She assumed the person who barged in must be her husband, so she had no idea that the person touching her was her uncle. And her uncle took advantage of this opportunity to molest her. There's no mistake! The more Wu Yong thought about it, the more certain he became, and the
angrier he got. My God! His beloved wife had been openly molested! And by his own family member! Wu Yong's mind went blank. Thinking of his wife's fair and sexy thighs, her round and high buttocks, and even her shiny black and alluring pubic hair, all of which had been lewdly touched and played with by her uncle, Wu Yong gritted his teeth.
"I told you to stop. Not only did you not listen, but you also took off my underwear, weren't you afraid that my uncle would see? Really!" Xiao Ai still seemed to be in a daze. After washing her hair, she straightened up and casually picked up a towel to dry herself. Only then did Wu Yong see her front. He was shocked again: several buttons on Xiao Ai's nightgown had already been undone, her firm breasts had broken free of their restraints and were proudly exposed, and her milky white lace bra had been roughly lifted up, hanging alluringly above her cone-shaped breasts, making her fair breasts and bright red nipples even more attractive!
"You, how could you?" Wu Yong could hardly believe it. He grabbed Xiao Ai's shoulder, "Could it be, could it be that your breasts—were also touched?"
"You're so mean! You're bullying me again!" Xiao Ai playfully punched his chest, revealing a charming smile, "Still pretending! You're so mean! To cooperate with your penetration, I simply stopped, braced myself against the edge of the pool, and even actively and continuously used my buttocks to welcome your hard thing. And you, ignoring my panting, took the opportunity to use your free hands to sneakily attack my breasts, pinching them so hard, my nipples are all hard!" After saying that, she turned around and went back to comb her hair.
Hearing this, Wu Yong was utterly stunned, as if struck by lightning!
"What?! You...you...you mean, he...he penetrated you?!" Wu Yong could barely contain his rage, shouting at her.
"Shut up! What 'you' and 'he'? Be careful others hear." Xiao Ai continued combing her hair, her smile even more captivating. "Still pretending! You're so wicked! When I was begging for mercy, you not only didn't care, you pulled me up, preventing me from lying on the pool's edge, forcing me to stand upright so you could do it to me from behind. I felt both ashamed and excited, I almost died from your ministrations!"
What?! Was all of this true? Wu Yong couldn't accept it. It was too much! His uncle was utterly outrageous! Not only did he spy on his niece-in-law and molest her, but he even took advantage of her ignorance to have sex with her! He shamelessly and vulgarly inserted his penis into her vagina!
Wu Yong, in a panic, turned Xiao Ai around and abruptly lifted her short nightgown. He was stunned! Beneath Xiao Ai's smooth, white abdomen, amidst a thick tuft of dark pubic hair, her alluring vulva was opening and closing, her labia, not yet fully closed, faintly tinged with a bright red, seemingly indicating that her orgasm hadn't completely subsided. A mixture of vaginal fluid and semen seeped from her vaginal opening, wetting her pubic hair and entire vulva, flowing down her inner thighs and even onto her calves! The once lush pubic hair, arranged in an inverted triangle, clung to her white skin, appearing even more alluring and glossy, partially obscuring her slightly red vulva, echoing the firm, red nipples on her upper body, fully revealing the intensity of the recent intercourse and the woman's satisfaction with her orgasm.
"You beast! He actually ejaculated inside!" Wu Yong exclaimed, already...

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