Xiao Hui's Story 3 – Visiting Friends

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Ever since I learned about my wife's past, I've felt incredibly uncomfortable. Even though I know she was set up by her boss, anger, jealousy, and resentment still fill my heart. I'm angry at her stupidity, ignorance, and dishonesty. If she's already had relationships with so many people, why did she pretend to be pure and conservative when she was dating me, keeping me in the dark for four years?
I'm not a very conservative person, but what bothers me is her dishonesty. If she acted so conservative, she shouldn't have been so promiscuous in private. Although she was set up by her boss, she didn't leave him immediately, showing that she secretly enjoys being manipulated. Then, to be with me, she pretended to be conservative; from the beginning, she was determined to deceive me. And from the moment we married, I was destined to be cuckolded.
I don't know if my thinking is right. I've decided to teach my wife a lesson. I've read many works by experienced people online, especially those by Brother Hu Zuofei. I quite like her work, although it's a bit perverse. But as long as I can control the situation and prevent her from getting into danger, this method is actually not bad. I decided to teach my wife a lesson this way. This method actually caters to her sexuality to some extent. In short, she likes to be played with, so I'll grant her wish!
To get my wife back from her current conservative lifestyle and clothing to her past liveliness and openness, I need to use my brain. Therefore, the first step of my plan is to get my wife back to her old habit, which is – sleeping naked.
At first, I have to sleep naked myself to show her. Then I'll find an opportunity to encourage her to sleep naked as well, because she used to have this habit. So I believe this step of the plan won't be too difficult to achieve.
This plan was carried out for a week, and the goal was achieved. At first, she seemed very uncomfortable seeing me sleeping naked and kept telling me to put on pajamas. Of course, I refused her and went to sleep without paying attention to her. After a few days, she probably got used to it and stopped asking me to put on pajamas. Later, I started to encourage her to do it too. I suggested we sleep naked. At first, she refused, but I kept tempting her, and she finally took off her clothes and slept naked with me.
Although we've been married for over three years, every time I see her beautiful, well-proportioned figure, I feel like my nose is about to bleed. For the past three years, she's maintained her figure through daily aerobics, so her body hasn't changed; in fact, it's become even more perfect.
Because she rarely goes out except to her own home, and even when she has to go out, she never stays in the sun for more than ten minutes, her skin is always a beautiful, baby-like white with a rosy glow.
Her breasts are still as firm and full as a young girl's, and her vagina is still as tender, pink, and juicy as a virgin's. Strangers wouldn't believe she's been married for over three years, and acquaintances would laugh at me for wasting my time. But in reality, I've been working very hard. Who knew she possessed such a rare treasure? Despite being ravaged by so many men, it hasn't loosened at all; it remains tight. Like a virgin. Actually, perhaps it was destined by heaven that such a beautiful woman shouldn't be mine alone.
The next step is to get her used to wearing more sexy clothes.
I need to destroy some of her more conservative clothes first. And I can't let her know, because I know a little sewing, so this won't be difficult for me. I secretly picked the loose threads off those clothes. That way, whenever she wears these clothes and walks around, they will naturally tear from time to time. If they tear at home, it's fine, but if they tear on the street, it will definitely startle some pedestrians.
Sure enough, as I expected, those clothes tore one by one. It's just that she rarely goes out, and these clothes were all torn when she wore them at home. Even so, she still wanted me to go shopping with her because she didn't have many clothes left to wear after the clothes were torn. At this time, I took the opportunity to ask her to buy some more sexy and trendy clothes.
Today, my wife is wearing a light blue short dress. Because it's April and the weather is a bit hot, my wife is only wearing a bra and underwear underneath, without any other clothes. Bras come in thin and thick varieties. Since I had previously hidden her thick bra and large panties, my wife was wearing a thin bra and sexy panties today. Her dress was also thin, so when she leaned against me on the escalator, I could feel the warmth and curves of her body.
Just then, I noticed a group of young men behind us, their eyes fixed on my wife's skirt. From their angle, they must have been able to see right under her skirt. Today, she was wearing tiny white panties, revealing her pubic hair and only covering about a third of her buttocks. Given the high transparency of the white fabric, I'm sure those young men saw a great deal clearly.
We browsed the clothing stores on the fourth floor for a while. She bought several outfits, all quite sexy and trendy, which I was very happy with. She liked them too. In my excitement, I suggested we go on a trip, and she readily agreed. Without further ado, we went home and prepared... After making some preparations, I set off in the car.
I made a few phone calls first, one to the company's deputy manager to ask him to ask for a few days off for me, and another to my former comrade-in-arms, Turtle. He lives in Pingtung City, and our destination this time was Kenting, so naturally we would go to his house to catch up.
After my wife came home, she changed into a white shirt and pink skirt she had just bought before we set off together. This outfit cost me 4,500 yuan! The fabric is good, but the most convincing reason for me to buy it is that the shirt collar is very low. When my wife tried it on, her breasts were half-exposed. Also, the skirt had only three small buttons, and the gaps between them were quite large. If you weren't careful, there was a high chance of exposure. The skirt was made of nylon and, although it reached her knees, it wasn't a narrow skirt; the hem was wide and could easily be blown up by the wind. Because nylon fabric is somewhat transparent in the sun, without a slip, the shape of your underwear would be completely visible. The skirt my wife bought didn't have a slip, so although it was expensive... I wouldn't feel bad even if he charged me 4,500 yuan.
After driving for more than four hours, we finally arrived in Pingtung. I called Turtle again to contact him, and with his directions, we arrived at his house smoothly. His house is located in Hexing Village next to Pingtung Airport, which is relatively suburban and has very good air quality. However, because it is next to the airport, the noise from planes taking off and landing is quite loud. My wife had never seen planes take off and land so close before, so she was very excited. The sight of planes taking off and landing at dusk was actually quite beautiful, almost like a painting, which explains why my wife liked it so much.
Turtle came out to greet us and led us into his house, but his eyes kept glancing at my wife. It's understandable; my wife is so beautiful, and it was his first time meeting her, so it would be strange if he didn't take his eyes off her. I brought my wife to see him partly to show off, and partly because he didn't attend my wedding, so I wanted to take this opportunity to make a good fuss about him.
Fortunately, he was considerate and had already prepared a sumptuous meal for us. Only he and his father were at home. His father was very simple and hospitable, in his fifties, and looked very old with a face full of wrinkles. Wrinkled, dark-skinned, thin, and small, he looked exactly like an old farmer, completely unlike his son, Turtle, who was tall and big, like a wrestler.
Turtle's family raised deer. His father brought us a bottle of deer antler wine, ate a bowl of rice, and then left the table to watch TV. Turtle and I hadn't seen each other for four or five years, so we talked a lot. My wife sat next to us listening to our banter. The deer antler wine was very strong; I saw my wife's face turn red, and her eyes became hazy—she was probably already drunk
. The turtle noticed his wife's drunken state and told me to help her to her room on the third floor to rest, as she was already having trouble walking. I was also feeling a bit weak from drinking quite a bit of deer antler wine, and it would be exhausting to help her up to the third floor by myself. The turtle's father went ahead to open the door for us, as the stairs were too narrow for three people to squeeze in at the same time. So the turtle stayed behind to protect us, constantly telling me to be careful. After finally making it to the second floor, I was so tired that I collapsed on the floor, and my wife also collapsed onto me.
At this moment, the tortoise came over and, without saying a word, picked up my wife. I saw his hand reach from behind her back, under her arm, to the front and grab her breast. Then he lifted her off me, while my wife was still completely drunk.
After lifting my wife, he immediately changed to supporting her, pulling her left hand to his left shoulder with his left hand and holding her right waist with his right hand. He then helped her up to the third floor. Since my wife wasn't pressing down on me, I could easily get up from the ground and follow behind them.
It was at this moment that I realized I could see my wife's underwear under her skirt from behind, because when the tortoise's right hand... When I reached around my wife's waist, I was afraid she'd slip down, so I had to use some force to pull her up. At this point, her short skirt was almost pulled up to her buttocks, and her underwear was clearly visible to the person following behind. The underwear my wife was wearing today had somehow shrunk to the size of a thong, so now I could see not only her entire buttocks but also part of her labia. Her pubic hair was even more obvious, almost half of it showing. Thinking back, I had also used this position to help my wife up to the second floor, and Turtle was walking right behind me, in my current spot. So he must have been able to see what was under my wife's skirt, just like I had. It was a scene from the movie.
When we got to the third floor, the tortoise helped my wife to bed and laid her down. He turned to me and said, "You two look tired. Get some rest. Tomorrow I'll take you out to play some more. By the way, I'll be sleeping in the next room tonight. Call me if you need anything. The toilet is on the second or first floor. The second-floor room has a bathroom; you can shower there if you want." I nodded and replied, "I know. You must be tired after working all day. Go and rest! Don't worry about us!"
After he left, I looked around and felt the room's layout wasn't very good. The bed was to the left of the entrance, and next to it was a large window. Opening the curtains, I could see the building opposite. Because the street is so narrow, you can see everything inside the buildings across the street if they don't close their windows, and naturally, they can see right into our place too.
The turtle sleeps next door, separated only by a thin wooden plank. Because it's so old, the plank is full of holes, some even penetrating through. Although small, I can still see through those holes into the next room. The turtle seems to be going to take a bath.
When the turtle went out, the door wasn't closed properly, leaving a large gap. Through that gap, I saw the turtle going downstairs. Then I looked back at my wife, who was fast asleep, drunk… A wicked thought crossed my mind. I reached out and unbuttoned my wife's clothes, then unhooked her bra. Since it was a strapless, front-clasp style, it was easy to unhook, and her breasts were immediately exposed. I then reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. At this point, my wife was almost completely naked. After undressing her, I lay down on the other side of the bed, pretending to be asleep. I thought that when Turtle finished his shower and returned to the room, he would definitely pass by our door and see my wife's almost naked state. Then there would be a good show to watch.
Sure enough, not long after, Turtle finished his shower and came upstairs. I heard footsteps... The footsteps stopped at the door. He called me a few times, pretending to check if I was asleep. I pretended not to hear and continued to pretend to be asleep. Then, after a long, long time, there was no movement. I slightly opened my eye to look, and there it was—Turtle had been standing by the bed with his eyes wide open, staring at my wife's naked body.
Later, I heard the sound of a zipper, knowing that Turtle had taken out his penis. Today, my wife asked me why Turtle was called Turtle, and I just smiled and didn't answer her. She didn't ask again afterward. His nickname actually comes from his exceptionally long and large penis, which is twice the size of mine. And twice as long.
Just then, I heard my wife let out a soft moan. When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the turtle was sucking on my wife's nipple with its mouth, pinching the other nipple with one hand. Its other hand had reached under her skirt to touch my wife's vulva. My wife seemed to have been woken up by him and was resisting the turtle's invasion with her hands, but perhaps because the alcohol hadn't worn off and she was afraid of waking me, her resistance quickly stopped. She just whispered to the turtle: No~~~ No~~ Ah~~ I'm your friend's wife~~~ You don't~~~ Ah~~~ Be gentle~~ It hurts~~ Ah~~~~ It will wake me up~ "My husband's..."
the turtle replied. "Then let's go to my room." Without giving my wife a chance to answer, he picked her up and carried her to the next room. A while after hearing the door close, I got up and peered through a hole in the wall. The turtle was now naked, kissing, touching, and rubbing my wife. I could see her breasts were deformed from his pinching, her skirt had been pulled off and thrown on the floor, and her left leg was raised high, her vulva fully open. I could see her pink labia minora. He continued kissing, touching, and rubbing down to her vulva. "
[Her pubic hair is golden! How can she have such a beautiful hole! So rare! So rare!]" the turtle praised my wife's vulva while licking her labia with his tongue, then gently biting her clitoris with his teeth. My wife trembled slightly and uttered some lewd words.
[Ah....gently.....ah....ah...um.....um...ah...no...don't...ah...don't...bite...ah...ah...um...um...faster...faster...ah...again...again...in...ah...um...] My wife moaned and twisted her body, as if cooperating with the turtle's movements.
Then the turtle turned around and they were in a 69 position. The turtle placed his penis in my wife's mouth, and she actually opened her mouth to suck it, even stroking it with her hand. This really startled me. It turned out my wife had been conquered by the turtle. Under my wife's sucking, the turtle's penis became even bigger and longer than before. My wife's mouth couldn't fit it all in, so she had to lick the glans with her tongue. Meanwhile, the turtle licked my wife's anus with his tongue and used his fingers to probe her vagina.
My wife licked the turtle's penis while uttering some lewd words:
[Ah...faster...this...it's so itchy...yes...again...into...ah...yes...it feels so good...um...um...um...I...want...give...give...me...ah...um...ah...woo...give...me...]
The turtle then stood up and walked between his wife's legs. His wife had automatically spread her beautiful legs wide, revealing her vulva. The posture was truly lewd.
I originally just wanted my wife to expose herself, but I unexpectedly saw her lewd side. The feeling in my heart was really unpleasant, hot, sour, and bitter. My head was spinning. I don't remember how the turtle inserted his big cock into my wife's little cunt. I only vaguely heard my wife scream, followed by the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and the turtle and my wife... I've forgotten what she was saying, only that when I came to my senses, I saw my wife and the turtle thrusting in and out of my wife's vagina in various positions. The turtle's big penis was going in and out of my wife's vagina. I was really worried that my wife's vagina would be torn by the turtle's big penis, but it turned out I was overthinking it. Later, I went back to bed and lay down, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
When I woke up, it was already past 3 a.m. I couldn't see my wife, so I thought she was still sleeping in the turtle's room. I looked through the hole in the wall and saw that there was no one next door. Just as I was wondering where my wife and the turtle had gone, I noticed a light downstairs. I followed the light and found that it was the light from the bathroom on the second floor. Their bathroom had an aluminum sliding door with a layer of frosted glass, so you could vaguely see what was inside from the outside. Because the bathroom door faced the stairs, I could see the vague scene inside the bathroom from the third floor.
It turned out my wife and the turtle were in the bathroom. Because it was brighter inside than outside, the situation inside was clearer to those outside. My wife was holding onto the glass door with both hands, her buttocks sticking out, while the turtle was thrusting into her from behind. With each thrust, my wife's body lurched forward, her chest hitting the glass door. After a while, they stopped. Then my wife turned around and squatted down, presumably licking the turtle's penis. After a while, I saw them drying themselves. I quickly hid behind the door and saw the turtle and my wife, completely naked, embracing each other as they walked out of the bathroom and back into the turtle's room. I looked through the hole in the wall again and saw my wife picking up her clothes from the floor to put them on, but the turtle wouldn't let her. My wife laughed and said, "You've already fucked me three times in one night, what more do you want!" (It turned out my wife had already been fucked three times by the turtle.)
The turtle laughed and said, "A beauty like you is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. I want to keep you by my side."
"No way, I love my husband so much. I can't leave him and stay here," the wife said seriously to the turtle. (Hearing this, my heart ached.) She immediately made to leave. The turtle stopped her, saying,
"I'm not leaving you here." A digital camera had appeared in his hand, and he continued,
"I'm taking a picture of you as a keepsake."
The wife smiled and replied,
"You can't let anyone else see it. I'll only agree if you do."
The turtle raised his right hand and swore,
"I swear I will never show the photo to strangers."
The wife smiled again.
["Take pictures quickly, my husband might get aroused soon."]
The turtle then began directing my wife to pose in sexy or lewd ways for him to take pictures. My wife obediently followed his instructions.
My usually gentle and refined wife was now posing in sexy ways for a man she had just met to take pictures; I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
After taking several nude photos of my wife, the turtle told her to spread her legs so he could photograph her private parts. My wife obediently spread her legs for him to photograph. After taking a few pictures, the turtle told my wife to spread her labia so he could take some close-up shots of her vagina. My wife again followed his instructions and spread her labia. He moved closer to take pictures, praising her as he did so. He praised my wife's figure and then used his fingers to probe her vulva.
My wife had her eyes closed, enjoying the in-and-out motion of his fingers. He took pictures while continuing to stroke her vulva, and after a few more shots, he stood up, guiding his penis with one hand and slowly inserting it into my wife's vulva, while continuously pressing the camera shutter with the other. Only then did I clearly see the sight of a penis as thick as a baseball bat slowly being inserted into my wife's vulva. It was truly astonishing. Watching my wife's vulva slowly widen little by little, eventually swallowing the entire thick penis, my penis also became hard.
The turtle gradually increased the speed of his thrusting, and my wife raised her buttocks to meet him, constantly emitting moans of pleasure.
[Ah...ah...so...comfortable...um...um...ugh...um...so big...so big...I...ah...really...so...comfortable...ugh...it's...broken...ah...um...faster...faster...um...um...ah...ah...I...fly...ah...ah...ah...ah...um...um...um...you...so...amazing...I...can't...take...it...anymore...um...kiss...me...um...]
"...I...love...you...ah...I...flew...ah..."
The turtle suddenly pulled out his penis, and at the same time, my wife quickly sat up and took his penis into her mouth. After a while, the turtle finally ejaculated on my wife's face. This was naturally recorded in the turtle's camera. My wife was still licking the turtle's penis after he ejaculated, still feeling unsatisfied.
Seeing this, I went back to bed, tired and helpless, and didn't get up until dawn. My wife was sleeping next to me, fully clothed. I looked at my wife in her sleep, and she really looked like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale, beautiful and peaceful. It was impossible to associate her with the slut from last night. At this moment, I suddenly noticed that my wife seemed to be wearing nothing underneath her clothes. I could see the outline of her breasts through her white shirt, and her nipples looked quite clear. I could vaguely see a dark shadow in the triangle area covered by her pink skirt (because my wife's pubic hair was a little golden, the visibility was poor). I reached out... I lifted my wife's skirt to check. She really wasn't wearing anything.
I searched everywhere in the room but couldn't find her underwear. I wondered if the turtle had taken it as a trophy. If so, she'd have to wear only a coat and a short skirt for the rest of the trip.
Just then, the old man suddenly came in and called us downstairs for breakfast. Before I could even help my wife pull her skirt down, the old man was already in. I saw his eyes look at my wife's body for a moment, then he slowly turned and walked downstairs. He saw my wife's private parts completely! Oh well! Anyway, her private parts had already been penetrated by his son all night, so it didn't matter if he saw them once!
I shook my wife awake so we could go downstairs for breakfast. My wife went downstairs still sleepy. While we were eating, the old man kept staring at my wife. I pretended not to notice because my wife's upper body was semi-transparent at that moment. If you looked closely, you could definitely see the shape of her breasts and nipples. Not long after, the turtle also came down to eat. At breakfast, he said he was too tired yesterday and overslept. Of course I knew he was tired; anyone would be exhausted after four times in one night.
After breakfast, Turtle drove us around in my car. I sat next to him chatting, while my wife dozed off in the back. I noticed Turtle wasn't paying attention while driving, and I joked that he must have traded his driver's license for a prostitute. He laughed and said that mine was the one who traded it for a prostitute. When we were in the military, Turtle and I had a great relationship, and people often joked that after we got married, my wife might end up being used by the government. Now it's come true; he used my wife last night, four times in one night! When
we got to Nanwan in Kenting, I turned around and called my wife to get out of the car. I glanced at her and saw her leaning back in her seat, legs slightly open. From my angle, I could see the top of her thighs. If you looked in the rearview mirror, you could probably see her vulva. No wonder Turtle couldn't concentrate while driving; it was because there was something nice in the rearview mirror. After getting out of the car, we walked to the beach. It was quite hot today, and the beach at Nanwan was already... There were many tourists. The three of us sat on the concrete blocks by the roadside, watching the men and women on the beach and the beautiful scenery. Several young men kept looking in our direction, their gazes stretching across us. I was certain they were looking at my beautiful wife.
I was quite confident of this; out of the hundreds of girls on the entire beach, not a single one could compare to my wife's beauty. So it was no wonder these young men were staring at her.
My wife seemed to notice that many people were looking at her on the beach. She shyly pulled me and said, "Let's go!" Turtle and I also felt it was time to leave, so the three of us stood up and started walking back.
Just as we were about to get into the car (my wife was already sitting on the seat, one leg just inside and the other still outside), a sea breeze blew, lifting her skirt and revealing her beautiful vulva. There was a commotion on the beach. My wife blushed and shyly pressed her skirt down with her hand, then closed the car door and urged us to drive away quickly.

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