Reprinted: The Wife's Story - A Kind and Beautiful Wife

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(I) My wife, Mu Rouxue, is 25 years old, 1.68 meters tall, with large eyes, a classic oval face, fair and delicate skin, and a perfect S-shaped figure (bust 90.0, waist 62.2, hips 90.7). She is like an ivory-carved goddess, generous, dignified, gentle, and serene, inspiring deep admiration in men. Even more impressive are Rouxue's teardrop-shaped breasts, round, full, and firm without sagging, making countless men drool. At 25, my wife has developed the most beautiful parts of a woman perfectly, with curves in all the right places—a model of a perfect woman's figure. I originally thought my wife's perfect body belonged only to me, but a few months later I realized I was wrong. My wife's father is the director of a top-tier hospital in the city, and her mother is a professor at a prestigious university; her family is very well-off. My wife received an excellent education from a young age and has never done any manual labor. Her skin is always supple and translucent, and coupled with her knowledgeable, gentle, and virtuous character, she could absolutely captivate any man in the world. Before marriage, my wife had no fewer than a hundred suitors, some offering houses, others cars, but my proud wife disdained the temptation of money and chose to marry me, an ordinary man. Therefore, I cherish her even more and obey her every command. Regarding children, my wife felt we were still young and didn't want to have children too early, so we always used condoms during sex, even the first time. My wife is a middle school teacher at a public university, and her profession adds to her scholarly air. Whenever I see her reciting poems to the children, she is incredibly beautiful, like a fairy descended from heaven. Today, in early summer, the scene before me made my blood boil as soon as I opened my eyes. Rouxue was wearing a white V-neck tight-fitting sweater, perfectly highlighting her large, round, teardrop-shaped breasts, with a deep cleavage that was incredibly alluring. She wore a black apron skirt that tightly hugged her plump buttocks, making them appear even more pert. Combined with her slender waist, her S-shaped figure was incredibly sexy and perfect. At that moment, I could no longer restrain myself. I immediately jumped out of bed and pounced on my wife, tightly embracing her from behind. My hands kneaded her perfect breasts incessantly. Because her dress had a low neckline, I casually pulled down her collar, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts before my eyes. A few blue veins were visible on her white breasts, and her pink nipples were half-covered by a white lace bra, which seemed about to burst. I bit down on the flesh above my wife's nipple and sucked desperately. Seeing this, my wife gently held my head and gently lifted her breasts so I could suckle more of her flesh. Just as I was enjoying this, my wife suddenly cried out, "Oh dear, I'm going to be late!" and slowly pushed me away. My gentle wife picked up her bag, kissed my forehead, and then turned and walked out of the house. Little did she know that this would be the last time I enjoyed my wife's soft and full breasts. After leaving home, Rouxue sped off on her pink electric scooter towards the school. A gust of wind blew, and her long, flowing hair danced in the breeze, making her exceptionally alluring. Every man on the street turned to stare. Just then, Rouxue suddenly saw several children throwing stones at a beggar under a bridge. Kind-hearted Rouxue rode forward to stop them. Being a teacher, she was quite adept at dealing with children. Rouxue shouted, "You little devils are bullying the weak again! I don't like you anymore!" The children, seeing how sexy Rouxue looked today, especially her round, full, teardrop-shaped breasts, like ripe papayas hanging on her chest, and the deep cleavage that was so alluring, stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded. "Aren't you going to class?" Rouxue commanded. Only then did the children react, scurrying off towards the school. Seeing the children run off, Rouxue turned around to help the beggar. He was about 50 years old, ragged and filthy, emanating a disgusting stench. Rouxue took two steps forward and looked closer; the old beggar was extremely thin, his sunken eyes clearly indicating malnutrition. The old beggar, lying on the ground, looked up and saw a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings. Looking up further, he saw a pair of semi-circular protrusions blocking his view. The old beggar rubbed his eyes and looked again; he realized it was a beautiful woman's full, firm breasts, and he was immediately stunned. The kind-hearted Rouxue, perhaps noticing the old beggar staring intently at her breasts, blushed and quickly took a step back, squatted down, and reached out to help the old beggar. The old beggar slowly rose up, guided by his wife's arm. Just then, he saw his wife's white breasts, exposed as she bent over, revealing a deep cleavage due to their fullness. He shuddered and slipped, falling to the ground. Rou Xue was terrified. She quickly bent down and lifted the old beggar's arms, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." The kind wife was unaware that the old beggar had slipped because he was captivated by her beauty. The old beggar gradually recovered and chuckled, saying, "It's alright, it's alright, my old bones are quite resistant to falls!" The kind wife tried to help the old beggar up, but unbeknownst to her, he deliberately leaned against Rou Xue, his elbow intentionally touching her breast. Rou Xue's full and sexy body, combined with her soft breasts, completely captivated the old beggar. Rouxue felt the old beggar's elbow pressing tightly against her breast, but fearing he would fall again, she gritted her teeth and endured it, slightly raising her breasts to support his body. Because Rouxue's breasts were full and soft, the old beggar's elbow was completely embedded in her flesh. Seeing the old beggar stand up, his wife quickly withdrew her hand and took a few steps back, keeping a distance of several meters from him. The old beggar opened his mouth, revealing his uneven teeth, and said, "Thank you, sister." Rouxue suddenly smelled a foul stench emanating from the old beggar's mouth, lowered her head, and quickly replied, "You're welcome." "Uncle, do you live here alone all year round? Where are your children?" his wife asked. "Sister, I don't even have a wife, so where would I get children? What woman would want to be with beggars like us from the countryside?" 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"The fat man was covered in semen, his body bulging with sweat and grime. He looked at the three men with disdain, his eyes wide with anger. He looked at them with disbelief, his eyes filled with a mixture of saliva and semen. He looked at them with disbelief, his eyes wide with anger, and his eyes wide with anger ... That night, aside from Goubao, who had already ejaculated early and was fast asleep, Rouxue, the old beggar, and Gousheng remained restless and unable to sleep. Gousheng, using Rouxue's white bra that he had secretly picked up, tightly wrapped his ugly, rough penis and rubbed it repeatedly. Gousheng himself didn't know how many times he used Rouxue's white bra that night, until his rough penis rubbed the bra to shreds. The next morning, after having breakfast, Gousheng and Goubao had to return to their hometown. Although Gousheng was reluctant to leave, he had no excuse to stay and had to leave with Goubao. Before leaving, Gousheng called out, "Ergouzi, you must take Dameizi back to our hometown to worship our ancestors!" It turned out that in the old beggar's hometown, a custom persisted: men with wives had to take them to the ancestral temple to offer incense to their ancestors for good fortune. His wife, though reluctant, virtuously replied, "Okay." Rouxue saw Gou Sheng and his son off, then suddenly remembered her appointment with the principal on Saturday. She gently said to the old beggar, "You rest well at home. I have something to do at school; I'll go there." The 50-year-old man was extremely possessive and jealous, and coupled with the lustful gazes of Lin Fan, Gou Sheng, and others, the old beggar was already feeling resentful. He couldn't easily let his wife go. The old beggar's face was contorted in pain as he lay on the ground, mouth...The old beggar was wailing incessantly. This terrified Rouxue, who quickly took him to the hospital. "Miss, don't be alarmed. The patient is fine. It's probably just a slight inflammation from the cast on his leg, probably because he was so dirty. We've already treated it; the cast is off for now. He can take a bath and come back tomorrow for medication," the doctor said. The kind-hearted wife breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "The old beggar is disabled because of me. If anything happens to him, I'll never have peace of mind." "Oh, and by the way, make sure the wound doesn't get wet while he's bathing," the doctor added. The wife helped the old beggar out of the car at the entrance of the residential complex. The security guards at the gate were all filled with envy and jealousy towards the old beggar. A jarringly incongruous scene unfolded before their eyes: a graceful, elegant woman supporting a withered, filthy, limping old beggar as they walked away. Back home, the wife started running water, got the old beggar a change of clothes, and prepared to give him a bath. After adjusting the water temperature, the wife gently called to the old beggar to take a bath. However, because of his leg injury, the old beggar couldn't lift his legs and couldn't take off his pants. He cried out, "Sister, I can't take my clothes off, what should I do?" The kind-hearted wife didn't know what to do, thinking, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other, what should I do?" Suddenly, the old beggar cried out in pain from inside the bathroom. The wife didn't care about anything else and quickly opened the door and came in. She saw the old beggar sitting on the ground shirtless, his pants already pulled down to his thighs. Rouxue let out a shy "Ah!" and quickly helped the old beggar up. Rouxue's face was as red as a ripe apple, her pink lips tightly pursed, her big eyes tightly closed, and she turned her head to one side. She gently squatted in front of the old beggar, and her delicate hands slowly pulled down his pants. The wife was unaware that a rough, old, veiny, filthy penis resembling a venomous snake's head was less than centimeters away from her, baring its fangs and eyeing her fair, beautiful face and her full, white breasts. The old beggar hadn't bathed in years, and his ugly penis emitted a foul, pungent odor. The wife seemed to smell something and turned her head slightly; her nose just touched the glans of the old beggar's penis. Instinctively, she slightly opened her eyes, and what she saw terrified her. A dark, veiny, rough penis throbbed against her small, delicate nose. She screamed "Ah!" and ran outside, leaning against the doorframe, breathing deeply. Because of her naiveté and conservatism, she had never even looked directly at my penis out of shyness, let alone seen another man's penis so closely. The old beggar could hardly believe that his ugly penis had just touched the goddess's body. He stood there dumbfounded, leaning against the wall, still replaying the scene in his mind. "Oh dear, the waterproof bandage the doctor gave us was forgotten to be wrapped around the old beggar's leg," Rouxue said anxiously. Rouxue was in a state of panic. "Let's go in and help the old beggar bandage it, but he's already naked. If we don't bandage it, the wound might get infected if it gets wet." Thinking of the old beggar who had suffered so much, was so thin and frail, and had become disabled because of her, his wife was ultimately persuaded by her own kindness. She knocked on the door and asked, "Your waterproof bandage isn't on the wound. It'll be troublesome if it gets wet. I... I... can I come in and help you bandage it?" she said shyly. The old beggar, not expecting his wife to come in to help, was so excited that he forgot about his injured leg and took a step to open the door. "Ouch!" he cried, falling to the ground. His wife quickly opened the door and helped the naked old beggar up to sit by the bathtub. The wife quickly asked, "Are you hurt?" The old beggar replied in pain, "It's nothing, just a twisted arm." The kind-hearted wife, no longer caring about anything else, quickly took a bandage and gently knelt before the old beggar's crotch. Her delicate hands supported his injured, festering leg, placing it on her smooth, white thighs to wrap the bandage. In the hazy mist of the bathroom, a sexy, elegant, fair-skinned, and voluptuous woman knelt gently before an old beggar whose body was thin, covered in wounds, with rough skin, and who occasionally emitted a foul odor. The old beggar felt as if he were in paradise; in this misty environment, a sexually alluring fairy was kneeling before him. His rough, old penis instinctively hardened, eager to conquer the goddess before him. The old beggar gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly, his eyes fixed on the soft, full breasts. Rouxue, blushing shyly, lowered her head, not daring to look at the old beggar's crotch. Her only thought was to quickly bandage him. After the bandage was finished, the wife helped the old beggar into the bathtub. The water soaked her clothes; her thin sweater clung to her body. At this moment, Rouxue's perfect figure could no longer be concealed: her full, round breasts, slender waist, and round, pert buttocks, coupled with her angelic face. The old beggar had lost himself, completely immersed in this paradise. Suddenly, the old beggar began to sob. His wife, not daring to look up, asked shyly, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" The old beggar choked back tears and replied, "In all my life, no one has ever been so kind to me. I can die in peace now." The kind-hearted wife was immediately filled with pity and sympathy, comforting him, "It's all my fault, otherwise you wouldn't be crippled." The old beggar continued, "Sister, you've been very kind to me. I've lived my whole life, and no woman has ever looked at me properly. They either think I'm poor or ugly." "Alas, I know, what woman would look at a beggar like me? When I was in my forties, I was beaten and suffered internal injuries for peeping at the village chief's woman. I just accepted my fate," the old beggar said sorrowfully. The old beggar's weeping deeply touched the wife's heart. Her kind heart was like a clear spring, unaware of the greed in human nature. The wife thought, "This old beggar has suffered bullying and hardship his whole life, living a life worse than death. His only wish was to have a woman," and "This old beggar is crippled because of me—I owe him so much." Thinking this, Rouxue gently stood up. The old beggar, thinking his wife was leaving, suddenly mustered the courage to embrace her sexy waist. The kind-hearted wife hadn't expected the timid, cowardly old beggar to act this way, and for a moment, she didn't know what to do. The old beggar's hands, rough as tree bark, tightly embraced his wife's slender waist, his rough old face pressed desperately against her soft body, frantically inhaling her feminine scent. His wife's pink lips were tightly closed, her shy face turned to one side, her hands gently pushing the old beggar away, her upper body leaning slightly backward, making her teardrop-shaped breasts appear even more firm and full. The kind-hearted wife couldn't bear to forcefully push away this wounded, miserable, and lonely old beggar. Seeing that his gentle wife wasn't angry, but only weakly resisting, the old beggar boldly stretched his neck, rubbing his wrinkled old face against his wife's soft breasts through her clothes, repeatedly choking out, "Please, my dear sister, don't abandon me." This made the kind-hearted Rouxue even more powerless to resist, and she could only let the old beggar desperately embrace her full body. At this moment, the filthy, lewd, and cowardly old beggar tightly locked his wife's slender waist with his withered, thin arms. His dirty hands constantly kneaded his wife's full, round buttocks, and his rough, old face buried itself desperately in his wife's soft breasts. Under the old beggar's constant harassment, Rouxue's body gradually heated up, and a sinful desire ignited within her. Her hands, which had been resisting the old beggar, lowered slightly, and her breathing slowly began to quicken. The old beggar secretly looked up and saw his beautiful wife. Her cheeks were flushed, and she turned her head shyly to one side. Her crystal-clear eyes were slightly half-open, her pink lips were tightly pursed, and her fair face was partially obscured by her long bangs. She was simply gorgeous. Seeing that his wife was no longer resisting, the old beggar's rough, withered hands quietly reached into his wife's beige skirt. The old beggar desperately tried to grasp his wife's full, round buttocks in his hands, but his wife's buttocks were tender and elastic. No matter how hard the old beggar tried, his large hands, which were embedded in the flesh of her buttocks, would always be gently lifted away. Because the old beggar was only 1.7 meters tall, even with his neck stretched out as he sat in the bathtub, he couldn't reach his wife's 1.68-meter-tall nipples. He had no choice but to suckle deeply into his foul-smelling mouth through her clothes. Unable to control himself any longer, he shoved up his wife's beige, tight-fitting sweater, revealing her white lace bra. However, having never touched a woman before, he couldn't undo her bra for a long time. He frantically rubbed, sniffed, and pressed against her snow-white breasts, like a starving child. His kind-hearted wife, unable to bear seeing him so anxious, gently unhooked her bra. A pair of white, jade-like breasts, heavy as teardrops, hung perfectly before his eyes. The pink areolas on her snow-white breasts were like peach blossoms, and a small, cherry-sized bud poised precariously, as if waiting to be plucked. The old beggar's blood was surging at this moment, his large, withered hands, like tree branches...He gripped his wife's full breasts tightly, opened his large mouth full of yellow teeth, and took one of her tender white breasts into his mouth. His rough tongue licked her nipples repeatedly, her delicate breasts covered in the old beggar's disgusting saliva. His tender wife, teased by the old beggar, couldn't help but reach out and hug his head tightly, hoping to alleviate the tingling sensation. The old beggar desperately sucked his wife's breasts into his mouth, his nipples and areolas completely inside. But he seemed unsatisfied, his large hands pressing her forward from behind. His wife could only arch her chest high, and the old beggar sucked even more of her white breasts into his mouth. "Ah, kiss me! Ah, no—don't bite!" Rou Xue cried out shyly, hurt by the old beggar's rough actions. Rou Xue was held tightly by the old beggar, her body leaning forward, which was becoming unbearable; one leg had just stepped into the bathtub. The old beggar pounced on his wife like a hungry wolf; the bathtub had long since been drained. A 25-year-old woman's soft, full, and delicate body was now on top of a 50-year-old beggar, thin as a rake and with rough skin. His rough, ugly, veiny, snake-like penis was swollen and throbbing, dripping sticky fluid all over his wife's fair thighs. A foul, fishy stench of male genitalia filled the bathroom. The old beggar frantically tore at his wife's underwear, his dark, withered buttocks throbbing. But having never touched a woman before, he was inexperienced and couldn't find his way to her. His rough penis poked everywhere. Seeing this, the gentle wife quickly pushed him away and sat up. The old beggar, consumed by lust, couldn't bear to leave his wife's soft, warm body and tried to pounce on her again. His wife said shyly, "Put this on first," and took a condom from a nearby cabinet, handing it to the old beggar. The old beggar had no idea what it was. He took the condom and was about to ask his wife what it was when she turned away shyly. At that moment, the old beggar seemed like a different person. His eyes gleamed, and his expression became ferocious, like a wild beast. He pounced on his delicate wife, impatiently lifting her short skirt and grabbing her smooth, full buttocks from behind. His engorged, rough penis thrust into her vagina. Finally, the old beggar's primal mating instincts satisfied him; his ugly, rough glans squeezed into his wife's tight, warm vagina. The old beggar squinted, raised his head high, trembled, and gasped, thinking, "My God, this...this is a woman's vagina? It feels so good, it's fucking amazing!" Kneeling beneath the old beggar, the wife shyly arched her back, her body contorted with desire. Her lips moved gently, her body trembling as if giving the old beggar a massage. Suddenly, the gentle wife realized that the old beggar wasn't wearing a condom; he had inserted his penis completely naked. The usually chaste wife quickly twisted her ample buttocks and used one hand to push the old beggar away, preventing his penis from penetrating further. She gasped, "No, no, you can't put it in like that!" Her twisting motion further stimulated the old beggar's glans. The tender flesh of her vulva scraped and sucked at the coronal sulcus of his glans. The old beggar, like a male animal, only wanted to conquer this young, beautiful, and sexually alluring woman. His rough, withered hands gripped his wife's buttocks like claws. Gritting his teeth, the old beggar pushed his rough penis deeper into his wife's tight vagina. A dark, ugly old penis slowly disappeared into his wife's smooth, white buttocks. After all, his wife, who had always been chaste, had never been directly penetrated by a man's penis before. She always used a condom, even the first time. Therefore, her vagina was still as tight as a virgin's. This made it extremely difficult for the inexperienced old beggar to finally insert it to the root. The old beggar's penis, though small, was very rough, and his wife's vagina was particularly tight. The rough penis scraped against her vaginal walls, causing her considerable pain. She gently covered her mouth with her hand, moaning softly. This was the first time Rouxue had allowed a man to enter her body directly. Although the old beggar's actions caused her some pain, the hot penis also gave her a subtle sense of fulfillment. The gentle wife pushed against the old beggar, whispering, "Slow down, slow down, it hurts, please don't—don't go in any further." The old beggar was, after all, a virgin, and besides, it was such a perfect goddess. Her tight, tender vagina gripped the old beggar's penis, her full, firm breasts swaying violently with his thrusts. Soon, after a few thrusts, the old beggar became increasingly aroused, unable to resist the urge to ejaculate. The gentle wife seemed to sense his impending ejaculation and quickly cried out, "Today is my ovulation period! You absolutely cannot ejaculate inside!" But the illiterate old beggar had no idea about ovulation. Like a ferocious hunting dog, he growled, "You're my woman, you have to let me ejaculate inside you! My woman has to let me ejaculate inside her!" Rouxue was stunned by the old beggar's growl, like a conquered female, she could only obediently kneel before him, awaiting his climax. The old beggar, who had never touched a woman before, only knew that a man should ejaculate inside a woman to truly possess her. The bathroom echoed with the sounds of flesh colliding, "slap~ slap~ slap." The old beggar tightly embraced his wife's full, tender buttocks, inhaling her faint feminine scent, his glans constantly feeling the warm suction of her vagina. Finally, the old beggar, unable to restrain himself any longer, his expression contorted with rage, roared wildly and erupted… His filthy semen, like a raging torrent, violently shot into the goddess's pure and sacred place. The 25-year-old wife's pure, sacred place, never before defiled by a man's semen, not even her own husband's, was now being ruthlessly defiled by a 50-year-old beggar. Rouxue felt wave after wave of scalding liquid spraying onto her sacred place—her womb. Two streams of tears fell down her blushing face. [The End]【over】【over】【over】【over】

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