[Urban] Sunny Day at the Sea of Sex (Complete) - 16-18

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Chapter 73: Siblings' Passion

It's easy to imagine a hand that plays the piano, it's easy to imagine a hand that plays basketball, but what about a hand that has played both basketball and played the piano? Only Zeng Meimei knew, because that hand, as delicate and soft as a pianist's, was now powerfully caressing Zeng Meimei's chest, grasping a full breast like a basketball in its hand—even though the Northern hand was gripping with an instinctive panic, behind that panic was a burning desire.

Zeng Meimei felt this volcanic heat beginning to ignite her skin. Even though this temptation of desire unfolded layer by layer under her control, adding an unspeakable taboo and excitement to this game of desire between a man and a woman under the guise of siblings, Zeng Meimei, despite having experienced so many men in bed that she hadn't even had time to count them all, felt that the blood relation of the man pressing down on her was so close—close enough to be a taboo, so close that crossing that taboo and eliminating that distance had become an unprecedented challenge and mockery in Zeng Meimei's experience with men.

"Sister... I..."

At this moment, Beifang's throat gurgled, and with Zeng Beifang's tender body, caught in the dilemma of this game of awe and challenge to the taboo, he was already being burned by the flames of desire...

In fact, the history of humankind's pursuit of forbidden pleasures is ancient and profound, though it may be kept secret, it has never ceased, like a river that flows eternally and endlessly. Zeng Meimei now held the valve to this forbidden pleasure. The scenery within, though as poisonous as poppies, was alluring and seductive, igniting a restless, irresistible itch in one's soul.

After a period of frenzied, second-by-second confusion, Zeng Meimei decided to open this final valve—as her brother's hands, grasping her breasts, began to knead them with unrestrained force, Zeng Meimei let out a long sigh, then involuntarily closed her eyes, letting the images that flashed through her mind wet her body. The area between her legs felt sticky and thick… It was a composite and superimposed image, a montage: in the past, Zeng Beifang's chubby, adorable face, accompanied by childish cries of "Sister, Sister," Zeng Meimei suddenly saw her brother's penis, frozen in mid-air like a silhouette, alluring like a hook, as he prepared to revel with his Ning-jie

…

And that penis, at this moment, was being held in Zeng Meimei's hand by her fingers, which were twisted with lust, and it was erect and protruding through only a thin layer of fabric... This top-quality Zeng-brand sausage made Zeng Meimei, who also had the surname Zeng, feel an intense and unparalleled pleasure. The throbbing created by this sensation came from between her legs, like an electric current flowing through her whole body. That current, like a ghost, instantly shattered the hesitation at the crucial moment of opening and closing the valve. Zeng Meimei knew that nothing could stop the two burning bodies from entwining at this moment - what difference was there between these two youthful bodies and the thousands of ordinary men and women with burning desires for love, except that they shared the surname Zeng?

Zeng Meimei finally slowly turned around. At this moment, most of her nightgown had been peeled off, and her two breasts, as prominent as mountains, stood high on her chest, white and shiny, showing off under Zeng Beifang's nose. Two ripe cherries on them were red and swollen, full of charm. Zeng Beifang's hands remained on her two full, alluring breasts, her face flushed red, and beads of sweat, larger than peas but smaller than broad beans, trickled from her forehead.

"Hmm...do you want me? Do you...want your sister?"

Zeng Meimei suddenly looked at Zeng Beifang with a seductive glint in her eyes, speaking softly as silk.

"Oh..."

Zeng Beifang's mouth opened, but no words came out, only rough, grainy breaths escaped.

"Oh..."

Zeng Mei smiled alluringly, her hand unzipping Zeng Beifang's pants and reaching inside to rub and rub his erect penis in circles through his underwear. "Really? You haven't been with a woman since you broke up with your sister Ning?"

"Mmm--" Zeng Beifang's lower body convulsed as if electrocuted, then he nodded timidly. Undoubtedly, his sister's fingers teasing his lower body, even through his underwear, was the last straw that broke the camel's back tonight, causing that forbidden door to collapse. All of Zeng Beifang's defenses—the previously insurmountable barrier of incest between siblings, and his unwavering longing for his goddess-like sister Ning—had crumbled!

The fatal blow was that Zeng Meimei slightly raised her head, opened her thin-skinned, fleshy, and plump lips, and leaned closer. Her alluring eyes were half-open and half-closed, and she let out a soft, melodious cry, her tone both pleading and commanding: "Then, kiss me!"

Zeng Beifang could almost smell the aroma of red wine emanating from his sister's mouth, and see her alluring tongue, glistening with saliva, gently moving within her half-closed lips.

At this moment, Zeng Beifang had transformed himself into a sweet, juicy apple, then presented this apple to his prey's mouth, making himself the prey of his prey...

And Zeng Beifang's kiss didn't keep his sister waiting long. When their lips were frantically intertwined, their bodies trembled involuntarily, all the turmoil transforming into the intertwining and sucking of their four lips and two tongues.

"Mmm,"

Zeng Meimei was, after all, a woman. Even as the mastermind of this game, once she fell into a man's arms, her delicate, fragile nature—a woman's natural attributes—was unmistakably revealed. At this moment, Zeng Beifang's stormy kisses, carrying the suppressed pain of long-term heartbreak and his biological desire for women, made Zeng Meimei's entire body melt like a feather. No matter how pretentious a woman is, she cannot resist the conquest of a man with strong masculine characteristics; she craves pleasure and surrenders to the tearing sensation brought by a man's stormy ravages.

But Zeng Meimei didn't actually like to pretend; she liked to be assertive, towards the men she liked and desired—and whether the man's surname was Zeng or not was truly unimportant.

Next, the two frantically ripped off each other's clothes. Zeng Beifang's inner and outer trousers were pulled off in a tearing motion, while Zeng Meimei, already half-naked, was now completely naked with just a flick of her fingers...

When their bodies were laid bare before each other, Zeng Beifang finally couldn't resist moving his lips from his sister's to hers, taking one mouthful of her already red and luscious nipple and circling it in turn.

"Mmm..."

Zeng Meimei's soft moans, like the cry of a swallow, were perfectly timed. Her body went from twisting to spasming, from spasming to trembling, all thanks to the way and force with which Zeng Beifang sucked on her nipple. When Zeng Beifang's tongue swept back and forth across her sister's nipple like a torrent, Zeng Meimei couldn't help but change her sweet voice into a hoarse groan of pleasure.

Zeng Meimei gently stroked Beifang's hair with one hand, while the other cupped one of her breasts, trying to stuff more of its volume into her younger brother's mouth. Watching Zeng Beifang greedily swallow her breast, a blissful and grateful smile appeared on Zeng Meimei's face.

"Oh...mmm, carry me...carry me to the bedroom..."

Zeng Meimei murmured amidst pleasurable moans.

Even though Zeng Meimei's body was fuller and more robust than Ning Meimei's, she was still carried by Zeng Beifang like a small chick, carried horizontally into the bedroom.

This was the first time Zeng Beifang had entered his sister's and husband's bedroom. The moment he entered, just as he was about to pounce on Zeng Meimei's naked body on the bed, like Ning Zhufu, his eyes were immediately drawn to the photo of Zeng Meimei and her husband hanging above the bed. He stared at it for a long time, unable to process what was happening. Yes, in the photo, Zeng Meimei, except for her wedding dress, was completely naked, embracing Xiong Xiong, who was also completely naked. It was their wedding photo. Zeng Beifang had only ever seen the version of his sister's wedding photo where she was clothed, and now…

this meant that what was about to happen was that Zeng Beifang would have sex with his sister in front of her naked wedding photo, under the watchful eyes of his brother-in-law—and Xiong Xiong's gaze in the photo was one of utter tenderness.

This left Zeng Beifang, who was standing stiffly by the bed, at a loss. To make matters worse, his erect penis suddenly went limp, and the beads of sweat on his head turned from peas to broad beans.

Zeng Meimei naturally saw her brother's panic, then quickly sat up, leaning over the edge of the bed, and brought her face close to Zeng Beifang's crotch. She gently touched his seemingly frightened penis in her hands, pouting and kissing it: "What's wrong? It?"

Zeng Meimei's sudden kiss on his penis made it jump, and Zeng Beifang's body shuddered. It was clear how intensely this kiss had affected the boy's mind and body. He mumbled incoherently, "Sister...brother-in-law...sister...brother-in-law..."

"Hehe, afraid of him?"

Zeng Meimei naturally understood, and looked up at her brother with an incredibly comforting smile. "You're spineless. Your sister Ning also has a husband. You've been sleeping with some pretty good ones, haven't you?"

With that, Zeng Meimei opened her mouth and took Beifang's still beautiful, even slightly limp, penis into her mouth, then cupped it with both hands, holding it like a cup. As Zeng Meimei performed this gentle oral sex on her younger brother, she didn't forget to gaze at him tenderly with her watery eyes.

"Oh—" Zeng Beifang's inner roar finally erupted again. He couldn't help but reach out and gather Zeng Meimei's long, black hair, which was draped over her shoulders. He gripped her scalp tightly with his hands, and with a thrust, his newly erect penis plunged completely into Zeng Meimei's mouth.

With Zeng Meimei's experience with men, such deep-throating penetration wasn't the first time she had encountered it, but a penis as long as Zeng Beifang's seemed quite rare. Zeng Meimei only felt a little uncomfortable at first, but soon she readily accepted her brother's penis, which could be irresistible to any woman, as it was sucked and played with in her mouth. After a while, the thick, sticky saliva in her mouth began to glisten with moisture as the penis was taken in and out of her mouth.

"Oh..."

Zeng Beifang's breathing grew heavier, and from Xiong Xiong's perspective in the photo, he could see Zeng Meimei's head, hidden by her cascading black hair, rising and falling between her brother's legs.

Zeng Beifang noticed this bizarre scene, which instantly aroused him. The woman performing oral sex on his penis was not only his cousin but also someone else's wife—such an ambiguous and lewd identity was enough to ignite any man's masculine and dark desires. That kind of stimulation could never be obtained from an official girlfriend or wife.

Zeng Beifang's penis was now rock hard. Zeng Meimei, fully aware of this, finished speaking and pulled her brother's hand, falling onto the bed together.

Zeng Beifang pinned Zeng Meimei down, reaching for the secret place hidden between her legs. He touched a sticky, viscous substance. Zeng Meimei's already sensitive and juicy body was already overflowing with desire. Zeng Beifang quickly parted her fair thighs, preparing to mount her and thrust.

"Mmm..."

With soft moans, Zeng Meimei, her eyes gleaming with seductive allure, gestured towards the bedside table. "There are condoms over there."

Heh, even the wild and unrestrained Zeng Beifang remained so rational at this moment. It seemed this woman was truly lustful yet not reckless, able to control herself perfectly. Zeng Beifang, naturally, dared not disobey his sister's orders, so he rummaged through the bedside table and found a condom. Upon seeing it, Zeng Beifang was stunned. Good heavens, it was a erotic style, the kind with serrated tips.

To see if a woman is charming, you have to see if she knows how to flirt. Zeng Daxia's flirting skills were already as sophisticated as a moth's. Seeing Beifang staring blankly at the erotic condom, this girl carelessly flirted, "Use it, don't worry, your brother-in-law is clueless, he won't even know if you use it."

This flirtation really hit Zeng Beifang right in the gut—using his brother-in-law's condom to have sex with his sister, how much more exciting would that be? He was about to impatiently put the condom on his penis

when Zeng Meimei, still smiling seductively, sat up and snatched the condom away.

Then she opened the condom, put it in her mouth with the opening facing out, and bent down...

After putting the condom on that beautiful, hook-like, already erect penis, Zeng Meimei raised her head and squinted her eyes, asking, "Am I good to you, sister?"

Zeng Beifang had never seen this kind of oral sex method of putting a condom on a penis before, and his eyes were full of surprise. He couldn't figure out what kind of irresistible things his cousin, who never hesitated to tease him, would do next.

Everything was in place, everything was ready, just waiting for penetration—Zeng Beifang then went all out, and he picked up Zeng Meimei's body and turned her around, so that her plump, firm buttocks faced him. He first used his hand to explore between her buttocks, and there was already sticky moisture overflowing from deep inside her thighs. This body, which was waiting for a man's penis to penetrate it, was now extremely aroused, and her spring waters were rippling.

Zeng Meimei was lying face down, facing the photo on the bed. So, when Zeng Beifang's penis entered his cousin's already wet and glistening vagina from behind, his gaze met his cousin's husband's gentle, smiling eyes again. This made Zeng Beifang feel a complex and aroused mix of emotions, but his penis, as if injected with adrenaline, began to thrust uncontrollably.

Strangely, a face appeared in Zeng Beifang's mind…

That's right, Zeng Beifang was thinking of Comrade Lu Gong. Suddenly, Zeng Beifang felt that the person thrusting into him wasn't his sister, not his brother-in-law's wife, but Lu Gong, that damned Lu Gong… woman!

This gave Zeng Beifang a strange sense of pleasure, as if the grief and anger of his goddess Ning being violated by that damned bastard could only be relieved and released by the desperate thrusting of his penis into his woman.

"Ahhh..."

With Zeng Beifang's rapid thrusting, Zeng Meimei began to moan and groan, "Ahhh, call me sister... fuck me, fuck your sister!"

"Sister... sister!"

Zeng Beifang's mind went blank. Each violent thrust of his penis made a splashing sound like a stone sinking into water and the slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh.

"Ahhh, is it good to fuck your sister? Is it comfortable to suck your sister?"

Zeng Meimei continued to tease him amidst her moans. Her round D-cup breasts swayed in the air with the rhythm of the thrusts behind her, while Zeng Beifang's hand reached out from behind and kneaded her breasts.

“Mmm, so good, sister, oh oh…”

“Wow, yours…so big…so big…”

Zeng Meimei moaned, occasionally turning back to kiss Zeng Beifang’s lips. “No wonder, you made your sister Ning have so many…so many orgasms that time. I want so many orgasms too, give your sister so many orgasms, okay?”

“Mmm, okay…okay…”

Zeng Beifang’s voice was indistinct, but the sound of his penis thrusting in and out was crisp and clear, “slap slap slap…”

“Mmm, ah ah oh oh, are you comfortable? Is it comfortable to fuck your sister?”

“Comfortable…oh, comfortable…”

“Have you wanted to fuck your sister for a long time?”

Zeng Meimei’s voice sounded so soft and seductive, coupled with her lewd and seductive words, that Zeng Beifang’s thrusting was like a fast track that couldn’t be stopped.

“Mmm, yes, I want to fuck you, I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long, sister…”

“Mmm, you’re lying, you only have your sister Ning in your heart!”

“No…mmm…no…mmm” This left Zeng Beifang speechless, unsure whether to say no or mmm.

But that wasn't all. Next, Zeng Daxia went all out: "Mmm, fuck me, or fuck your Ning sister, which...which feels better?"

He then deliberately thrust his hips back heavily, actively grinding them together, trying to make his vaginal walls grip the hot, iron rod inside her.

Damn! Zeng Beifang didn't dare utter a sound. Wasn't this deliberately using a condom to make the little guy go inside? Zeng Beifang could only quell the already uncontrollable lust within him with even faster thrusts.

"Mmm, you wouldn't dare...you wouldn't dare say it again,"

Zeng Meimei continued to tease him relentlessly, "You're such a good boy."

"Oh...it's...it's comfortable..."

Zeng Beifang stammered. This kid was honest, naturally not daring to offend either side. Suddenly, Zeng Beifang seemed to be imitating someone else and blurted out, "Then...sister...whether it's more comfortable for me to fuck you, or for Lu Gong to fuck you?"

See, the good boy instantly turned into a bad boy. His sister was clearly teasing him on purpose, but this kid was stubborn and seemed to have no end to his relationship with Comrade Lu Gong.

"Hehehe, I just said you were a good boy, you're so bad."

Zeng Meimei's answer was somewhat heartless, and then she pressed her buttocks heavily against that meat stick, "Of course, it's more comfortable for you to fuck me, mmm, you're so strong, good brother...ahhh...your dick...is bigger than his...ahhh, faster, thrust into me hard, thrust into your sister hard..."

I fuck you, Zeng Meimei, I despise you on behalf of Comrade Lu Gong!

Zeng Meimei's seductive moans and lewd whispers acted like an aphrodisiac, stimulating every nerve in Zeng Beifang's body associated with pleasure, pushing his masculine hormones to a frenzied climax. The little boy who used to follow his sister around in his open-crotch pants was now watching her crawl beneath him like a dog, being fucked from behind by his now jagged penis, moaning and panting. Zeng Beifang's eyes bulged, a surge of indescribable pride and satisfaction filling him. His penis, like a turbocharged engine, ravaged his sister's snow-white, plump buttocks.

"Ah...faster...faster...sister's coming...good little brother...fuck me...harder...mmm...give me as many orgasms as your Ning sister! Ahhh..."

Zeng Meimei's cries seemed to make the wedding photo hanging on the wall above tremble slightly.

"Slap slap slap!"

Zeng Beifang's thrusts became frenzied, each stroke hitting the very depths of Zeng Meimei's flower. With each thrust, Zeng Meimei's body twisted and spasmed, the lustful fluid flowing from her vagina turning from a stream into a river, from clear soup to white semen, spreading down her inner thighs…

“Ahhh…”

Zeng Meimei’s voice suddenly became shrill and soulless, like a wild female beast howling, a wild beauty amidst the lewd passion—because at this moment, Zeng Meimei’s body was galloping through the fields of pleasure, heading towards the peak of climax…

because a woman’s body at climax is the most beautiful in the world, and at this moment, Zeng Beifang had transformed his sister’s body into such a creature exuding lewd beauty.

Zeng Meimei’s climax arrived like a storm under her brother’s thrusts. Just as a wave of intense pleasure subsided, Zeng Meimei’s hand reached out and grasped Zeng Beifang’s buttocks. Although her breath was light and fleeting, her persistent desire remained unchanged: “Ahhh…so good…again…give it to me again, don’t stop, little brother…one more time…”

Zeng Beifang gritted his teeth, holding back his ejaculation, thrusting desperately, sending his sister’s body to another peak…

"Again...again...one more time..."

Zeng Meimei's pleas never ceased during countless orgasms, until Zeng Beifang could no longer restrain himself. In the midst of frenzied passion and desire, after a series of overwhelming thrusts, he filled his sister's flower with his semen, even through the serrated condom...

As the two siblings' bodies and emotions gradually calmed down from their frenzied intercourse, Zeng Meimei's body was covered in fragrant sweat, her hair disheveled, her expression satisfied and languid. She lay limp in Zeng Beifang's arms, only the two siblings breathing softly in unison.

After a while, Zeng Meimei gently patted Zeng Beifang's face: "You're really amazing. Now I finally understand why your sister Ning likes you so much... um... You're so great!"

"Um..."

Zeng Beifang shuddered upon hearing this, his expression tense and aggrieved. "She... she likes me? No way."

"Hehe,"

Zeng Meimei gave her brother a mysterious smile, "How do you know your sister Ning doesn't like you?"

"She... she likes me, but why... yet..."

Zeng Beifang's face suddenly filled with desolation.

"Oh,"

Zeng Meimei knew what Zeng Beifang meant, "You mean why she's having an affair with another man, right?"

"..."

Zeng Beifang's eyes glazed over, and he stammered, unsure of what to say.

"Well, tell your sister, do you still love your sister Ning now,"

Zeng Meimei turned her head, looking directly at Zeng Beifang, "?"

"Yes."

Zeng Beifang paused, then nodded, answering softly.

“So what did you do with me just now?”

Zeng Meimei said, guiding Zeng Beifang’s hand to cover her still-exposed breast, letting it gently rub her nipple. Then she asked in a low voice, “What did you do with me just now?”

“Huh?”

Zeng Beifang was suddenly flustered by the question, not knowing what she was up to. He looked at his sister with suspicion.

“Hehe,”

Zeng Meimei continued with a sly smile, her laughter still sounding carefree, “Didn’t you love your Ning sister just the same way, yet you slept with another woman?”

After saying that, Zeng Meimei’s eyes were fixed on Zeng Beifang like a hammer, the question from before still lingering in the air.

“I…I…”

Zeng Beifang was now covered in sweat. It seemed that only now did he realize that what his sister had given him tonight wasn’t just that serrated condom, but now that condom was the real poison, so sharp!

Yes, that was the question. He clearly still loved his goddess-like Ning sister so much, yet he had just indulged in pleasure with another woman for a night?

"Hehe,"

Zeng Meimei's smile brightened considerably. The woman who had been so lustful and alluring moments before had instantly transformed into a comforting dose of soothing wisdom. "Alright, shall I tell you a story?" Zeng

Beifang, too, had transformed from a wild, lecherous wolf into an innocent child, staring blankly at his sister, seemingly waiting patiently for the heartwarming tale to unfold.

However, Zeng Meimei's first sentence was a bombshell, leaving Zeng Beifang speechless for a long time!

Zeng Meimei said, "Lu Gong... is actually your sister Ning's husband. The story goes like this..."

Ning Hui's birthday was still a while away, and I was pondering how to get my wife to put the Ning Mansion's green project on hold, which somewhat changed my mind. That day, while Ning Hui was at work, I received a text message that left me in a state of turmoil.

The message was from Luo Xiaoyan: "Brother Nan, I've been back from my performance for a while now. I miss you, I want to see you, is that okay?"

Staring at the text message for a long time, I didn't know how to reply. At this point, how could I dare to sneak off to meet my lover behind my wife's back? Even though I felt guilty, I could only reply with, "I miss you too, Xiao Yanzi, but unfortunately I'm very busy these past two days. How about I contact you in a couple of days?"

"Okay, Brother Nan, you're busy..."

Xiao Yanzi's reply seemed quite resentful.

For the next two days, the Ning Mansion entered a stalemate. I subtly tried some of the methods I used to encourage my wife to cheat, but she just wouldn't take the bait. Either she wouldn't respond, or she'd scold me for still being hopelessly perverted.

Two days later, Luo Xiaoyan's text message arrived again as promised: "Brother Nan, I really miss you. Can I see you?"

I wanted to see you too, Xiao Yanzi, but delaying tactics were still a tactic. At least until my wife's birthday, I had to continue using this method. Ultimately, any discussion would have to wait until then.

So, I had no choice but to tell the truth again: "Xiao Yan, I'm on a business trip out of town these past two days. Wait for me to come back, okay?"

But when Xiao Yan's text message came back a little while later, I was frantic: "Brother Nan, what's wrong? Are you really on a business trip out of town? You've never avoided me like this before. Didn't you tell me that you'd still want me if I were with him? Didn't you just tell me that? Do you... not want me anymore?"

Comrade Ning was stunned. His wife's anger had just subsided, but his lover's anger had reignited...

Chapter 74: Ning Hui's Birthday Gift

The interaction in the previous chapter received a warm response from everyone, for which I express my sincere gratitude. Everyone's support is the motivation to finish this story (because it's still very long, I even doubt if I can finish it). Also, I was sick and slept for two days over the weekend, so the update is late. Please forgive me...

"A noble lie is one that benefits both oneself and others..."

That's a quote from Plato, right? Using Plato as a shield is the only option, my dear Xiaoyanzi. Everything will have to wait until after your sister-in-law's birthday to be decided. Your brother Nan knows this is dishonest, really unethical, but what else can I do? I never imagined that having both a wife and a mistress on my left and right would be such a difficult and unpleasant task.

I reluctantly sent another text to Xiaoyanzi, continuing to tell that noble lie Plato spoke of: "I'm really out of town. I'll contact you as soon as I get back, please don't do this, okay, little one?" "Yan, I feel so sad. I really, really miss you!"

Then, Little Swallow seemed genuinely angry and

didn't reply with another text. Ning, the cook, was helpless and anxious. He knew, of course, that the first time meeting a lover was a suspended sentence, but the second time was a death sentence.

The weekend arrived in the blink of an eye. Not long after lunch, Zeng Daxia called to invite Ning Hui out.

I knew exactly what she was up to. When Ning Hui told me she was going out, I gave a knowing sly laugh: "Hehe, wife, are you going to conspire with Zeng Daxia again so you can't get through on the phone?"

"Hmph, you better stay home. I hope I can't find you again."

Ning Hui rolled her eyes at me, gave me a light punch, then dressed up a bit and went out like a little fairy.

Perfect timing! It'd been a while since I'd peeked into my wife's diary. Now was the perfect time.

I quickly opened the diary in my wife's handbag; there were some updates.

"On [date], it was finally time to leave, and yet, a deep reluctance welled up in my heart, a reluctance that lingered a hundred times, a reluctance that turned a thousand times. Even with you in my arms, we must part ways. At the moment of parting, we will only be like a wisp of cloud in each other's hearts…

And please don't blame your sister-in-law, okay? I know she wanted me to continue being with you for your own good, but hearing you say you blamed her breaks my heart. What a wonderful woman she is, showing me how deeply she loves you, showing me what a great wife she is. With Sister Tang by your side, your love should be blessed.

You've always asked me why I'm rejecting you now, so I want to tell you—because I love you, because I love my husband.

I'm sorry, because of loving you, I must leave you.

I never imagined that what started as a game would end with such a promise." An ending too heavy to bear.

I wish you all the best. I truly believed that your well-being was my happiness. I will remember you in my own way.

Putting aside my role as a party involved, simply from a reader's perspective, I never expected my wife's letter about parting from her lover to be so poignant and moving. Her beautiful words and poignant beauty truly touched me deeply. I suddenly realized that I had underestimated the depth of feeling my wife possessed as an independent and mature woman—a quality bestowed by time and experience, not just physical appearance.

A woman of enduring love cannot be criticized. In her diary, Ning Hui directly expressed her love for Mr. Wang without any hesitation—seeing that clearly "I love you" addressed to Mr. Wang, I was stunned for a long time. I admit that even though I have a cuckold's heart, I am not strong enough to... When my wife said "I love you" to the man who cheated on me, I didn't react at all. I admit that at that moment, I felt a mix of emotions, a bitter taste in my mouth. I never imagined that my wife, who cheated on me out of love for her husband, would weave a web of love for her lover. I felt a deep connection—wasn't I also in love with Luo Xiaoyan?

Can one person truly love two people? Can marital love and love between lovers coexist?

Where is the boundary? Is having multiple partners a dream or a trap? The married, artistic young man, Ning, is now forced to seriously consider these philosophical questions arising from this "cuckoldry project," because what was originally a game of physical desire between his wife and her lover has now evolved into a love story, and his feelings for Xiaoyan are irreversible…

Fortunately, after Ning Hui said "I love you" to President Wang… The phrase "I love my husband" on the screen filled me with immense comfort. Is it because of this life-or-death pact between husband and wife, this inseparable bond that love can become an additive force, and only when one person loves two people simultaneously can such a captivating scene unfold?

Let me tell you a little secret, please don't laugh at me! In junior high, my classmate with braided pigtails and adorable dimples always helped me with my homework and always brought me apples. It always filled me with a sweet, indescribable feeling of gratitude, though I was young and naive. But while eating those apples, why did I always find myself smitten with a girl from the next class who was even taller than me? She was on the basketball team at the sports school, and she developed early, possessing a woman's voluptuousness that junior high girls lacked…

"On [date], I wonder how things are up north now. Meimei said he's lost a lot of weight recently. Sigh, I'm so worried and don't know what to say. I shouldn't have lied to him like that. I wonder how he'll feel if he knew the truth. I think no one could bear it. But what can I do now? Tell him the truth? How twisted would someone have to be to accept that truth? Surely not everyone is as twisted as my husband. But if I don't tell him, I feel so suffocated. I can't let such a good child be ruined like this.

If I ever hear that you've found a girl to be your real girlfriend, I think I'll smile and wish you well.

Cheer up, don't give up like this."

Well, she's even written a summary of her lover and her lover. Honey, are you really going to fade out of the public eye? I felt a surge of anxiety, but the good news is that my wife is worried about her lover, which seems to indicate that she still has lingering feelings for him... Hehe, you know what I mean.

"My husband was only well-behaved for a few days on [date], but now he seems to be getting restless again. He's brought out that weird theory again. Can't he come up with something new? Humph, I'm not falling for your tricks. I'll just stay put. I feel a special kind of satisfaction watching some people's eagerness. Hehe!"

Sigh, who told me to fall in love with this guy? Looks like I'll be fighting him for the rest of my life, fighting heaven, earth, and my husband—it's endlessly entertaining! :) My husband said he'd give me an unexpected birthday gift, a big surprise. Hehe, just wait and see, Ning the cook! If it's not a surprise, I won't forgive you! Just don't spend too much money; I return all luxury items, okay?

Sigh, another year older! :( "Hehe, see? My wife's attitude is still pretty good. She even scolded me for not giving her something new. Okay, I'll give her something new, my wife. You've never had anything like it before. If it's not new, I'll

change my surname." Reading my wife's diary made me feel great. With my wife's attitude, I think the plan is already half successful. And Zeng Daxia is so capable; apparently, he even managed to change Zeng Beifang's opinion of Comrade Lu Gong through his actions. It's just that this girl is too wild and promiscuous; she even slept with her own cousin who shares the same surname. I have to admire Zeng Daxia's shrewdness; this job... She acted like Lei Feng, and even got a bit of fun herself. I really can't imagine what this girl has ever done that was a loss.

Now, if Zeng Beifang comes to blame his sister Ning for having an affair with Comrade Lu Gong, he'll really be showing off.

Dawdling until evening, Ning Hui finally dragged her tired body and weary face home. As soon as she got home, she collapsed onto the sofa, saying she was exhausted.

I quickly went over and hugged my wife's feet, massaging them. This was a common sight at the Ning mansion, and Ning Hui naturally enjoyed her husband's pampering, muttering angrily that that damned Mei Mei was too much of a shopaholic.

"Oh,"

I said casually, rubbing my wife's soft feet while keeping my head down, "Really? You've been out all afternoon and evening, the moon must have traveled back and forth by now."

"Oh,"

Ning Hui's foot trembled noticeably in my hand, her voice hesitant, "No, not really, um, honey..."

"What's wrong?"

I still didn't look up, but just squeezed Ning Hui's sole harder.

"Ouch, be gentle, honey,"

Ning Hui cried out, then paused, "Honey, today... today at dinner, Beifang... Beifang came."

"Huh?"

I feigned surprise, "Why did he come?" "

Meimei, he said his brother has lost weight recently, so he called during dinner to tell him to eat something good to nourish himself."

"Oh, so when he saw you, did his eyes turn green with envy? Hehe, how is he doing now?"

"Get lost,"

Ning Hui rolled her eyes at me, then said thoughtfully, "Well, he looks very unwell, he's really lost a lot of weight."

"Oh,"

I chuckled, my eyes darting around, then I pretended to be very serious. "Wife, are you feeling sorry for your little lover seeing him like this?"

"Can't you be serious, honey?"

Ning Hui gently kicked me with the foot I was holding in my arms. "I think this can't go on. The baby will be ruined. We can't hide it from him now, and we can't tell him the truth either. It's all your and Zeng Meimei's doing."

Ning Hui glared at me resentfully.

"See, you're still feeling sorry for him now."

I deliberately emphasized the word "sorry." "So what can we do? The one who tied the knot must untie it. He's just missing his wife."

"Don't say that,"

Ning Hui frowned slightly. "It's all in the past. I just think he should have a real girlfriend."

Suddenly, Ning Hui's eyes lit up. "Hey, honey, I think we should introduce Xiao Yan to him as his girlfriend. They're such a perfect match—height, looks, they're a match made in heaven!"

What's going on? My heart skipped a beat, and my mouth formed an "O" shape. This woman's imagination is just too damn rich! How could she even think of something like this? I was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "What does this have to do with anything?"

Now Ning Hui stared at me intently, her mouth... "Hmph, I bet you just can't bear to part with your little swallow!"

Then I broke out in a sweat, and my tongue started tumbling out: "Hey, honey, can't you be reasonable? We...we're complete strangers, this is...this is too abrupt..."

Seeing my wife still pouting, I quickly leaned over, put my arm around her waist, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Hehe, but maybe there'll be another chance."

Ning Hui finally broke into a smile: "I'm serious, if Beifang had a proper girlfriend, he might not be so stubborn."

"Hehe, so your girlfriend isn't exactly proper after all. I heard you complaining about him non-stop as soon as you got home tonight. I bet you're really hurting inside."

"You rascal, you're the one who's being indecent!"

Ning Hui pinched my arm hard, a faint blush suddenly appearing on her face. "Who told you to come over? Go back to your feet and continue massaging your wife's feet!"

After washing up, I insisted on watching a movie with my wife on the computer. This was usually a cozy scene at the Ning mansion. Actually, what we watched wasn't important; what mattered was the sweet intimacy and affection between the two of us.

But tonight, what we watched was important because I had specifically chosen a movie: Bertolucci's *The Dreamers*. Why did I choose this film? Well, here's the synopsis: On the eve of the 1968 French student movement, twin siblings Isabella and Theo, through a film, become involved with an American exchange student... Matthew becomes good friends with the siblings. When the siblings bring Matthew to their home, he wins the favor of their parents, both university professors, and moves in. Gradually, he falls for Isabella. When the student movement begins and university classes are suspended, the three young people, bored, play games about directing and reciting lines in their room. During the game, Isabella learns of Matthew's feelings for her and, together with Leo, demands that Matthew have sex with her. With their parents away on vacation, the three begin a life of idyllic bliss. Matthew also slowly discovers that Isabella and Leo are having an affair, and their relationship begins to subtly change. Meanwhile, the student movement raging outside seems irrelevant to them… (

Secretly, this is the most beautifully filmed movie I've ever seen.) This is a film depicting a threesome scene, with plot and atmosphere, the key parts subtly revealed, a masterful touch of art.

Why did I choose a threesome scene for my wife today… well, you don't understand, so I can't help you. If you ask me why I didn't just show you a newbie porn film, there are plenty of threesomes to n-person scenes in porn, so I'll tell you righteously: because we're cultured perverts. Porn is about sex, while art films are about why we have sex. There's no comparison. My wife is, after all, a highly educated and bourgeois type.

I copied the film to Ning Hui's laptop, and we sat like we'd watch Guo Jiaozi's crosstalk, half-lying down, me holding my wife's almost half-naked body, my hand inside her pajamas, gently caressing and teasing her. All her sensitive areas, my wife's usual practice of sleeping naked later, without underwear—earlobes, nipples, outer thighs, inner thighs, buttocks…

After a while, before the movie even started, I casually slipped my hand between my wife's legs and touched her. Damn, she was already a little aroused; my fingers touched something sticky and wet. This woman is truly made of water.

Then, the movie really lived up to expectations, making Ning Hui watch it with great interest, saying it was good, and that the bizarre plot of a brother and sister having a threesome with another man was portrayed so beautifully and naturally.

My wife's comments made me incredibly happy, so I simply lifted up my wife's nightgown and began to vigorously knead her two perky breasts with both hands.

Then, the movie showed a scene where the siblings and Matthew were all naked in a bathtub, with the female lead sandwiched between the two men… I casually brought my lips close to Ning Hui’s earlobe: “Hehe, honey, it’s a pity our bathtub isn’t big enough.”

“What’s wrong?”

Ning Hui breathed softly, her ears slightly burning, clearly the scene in the movie had a good catalytic effect.

“It’s not big enough for three people.”

I chuckled.

“Mmm,”

Ning Hui instinctively shuddered, turned her head and squinted at me, her eyes a little confused, but suddenly seemed to remember something, “Get lost, you pervert, what are you thinking about now?”

“Hehe, you know what I’m thinking, honey.”

I opened my mouth and bit her lips, “I’ll go get a bigger bathtub someday, okay?”

“Waaah, no…no way, you can’t get a bigger one…it’s enough for the two of us…”

Ning Hui sighed as I covered her mouth.

Hehe, I've experienced countless instances of women being two-faced, especially when they're aroused. You have to take their words the wrong way. For example, here's the evidence. I reached out and touched my wife's vagina—it was a small stream a moment ago, but now it's starting to overflow.

"You're wet, wife,"

I whispered in Ning Hui's ear, then lowered my head and took one of her slightly erect nipples into my mouth, while my other hand twirled the other. "For example, imagine this scene: my other hand is another man's mouth. That way, it's like two men are licking your nipples at the same time. What does that feel like, wife? Doesn't it look like a mural from Dunhuang, with flying apsaras?"

"Oh—"

Ning Hui breathed heavily, her body involuntarily convulsing, then she let out a soft moan.

Continuing the pursuit! For Ning, seducing women was second nature. I continued my fiery verbal feast, then carefully and firmly inserted the finger I'd been using into my wife's already wet opening: "For example, imagine this finger I'm using is another man's penis, while my mouth is licking your nipples. What does that feel like? That..."

I was trying to arouse my wife, but the lewd imagery of her with two men excited me first. My throat itched uncontrollably, and I swallowed hard. "Wife, this is the ultimate sexual pleasure for a woman!"

I didn't dare say the rest of the sentence aloud—this was the ultimate dream of a cuckolded husband—a threesome... a threesome...

"Mmm," Ning Hui's breathing became somewhat uncontrollable, her body twisting and turning as my fingers moved inside her. Her words were sweet and indistinct, "No...no, husband...you're...coming again...wife...no...no more...I...I only want you..."

Though she said this, her voice grew weaker with each breath, while her chest heaved stronger with each thrust, her nipples hardening completely under my caresses...

"For example,"

at this moment, the scene playing in the movie was the female lead engaging in passionate lovemaking with two men, kissing and caressing, Ning Hui's half-closed crescent moon occasionally glancing at the computer screen... "For example, when you're licking your husband's penis while your buttocks are being penetrated and brutally fucked by another man's penis, how would you feel, wife? Sigh, even thinking about it makes me unable to bear it!"

As I spoke, I pulled Ning Hui's hand and placed it on my already rock-hard erect penis!

"Ah—"

Ning Hui cried out as she touched my penis. When a woman is weak and aroused, what she desires most is a man's erection; this is an irrefutable biological truth. I wondered if my wife were touching another man's penis instead of mine, would she cry out like that, would she be so moved by desire? "I wish I were Sun Wukong right now." "Hmm?" Ning Hui's panting seemed to ask why

I wanted to be Sun Wukong. "I'm Sun Wukong, and I'll become two men to serve my wife!" As I said this, I forcefully sucked on one of my wife's nipples, then suddenly released it with a crisp "pop!" "Ah, honey, no... don't be so perverted, do you... do you still want me to watch the movie? Mmm..." Ning Hui's voice was laced with soft moans... "I'm not watching anymore!" I said, moving the computer aside, pulling down my underwear, and pouncing on my wife's snow-white, tender, and lust-filled body like an eagle catching a chicken or a hungry tiger... The moment I pounced on my wife, I really felt like I had become Sun Wukong in two men! Tomorrow is my wife's birthday, and Ning Hui is still at work. I specifically called Zeng Daxia to check on Zeng Beifang's status. Zeng Daxia told me that everything was going smoothly according to plan, but I was still a little worried and thought it would be better to meet with him. When I invite him over, it's not just for dinner, it's to have sex with my wife. If this cuckold doesn't communicate well, it won't be fun if some awkward situation arises. So Zeng Daxia accompanied me and Beifang to dinner. During the meal, Zeng Beifang initially kept his face down, avoiding eye contact with me. However, the bitter and resentful look he had given me before was gone, replaced by a bewildered expression. It was Zeng Daxia who stepped in; after a lively and boisterous attempt to lighten the mood, Zeng Beifang gradually began to look up at me, his face regaining a boyish smile and a clear, bright expression. However, there was a strange look in his eyes when he looked at me—the look of someone looking at a monster, and a kind of reverence for this monster. Heh, I saw all of this, of course. After all, he's just a kid. It's understandable that he's never seen a monster like me who offered his wife to another man. I took Zeng Beifang's glass and filled it, then picked up my own glass to clink glasses with the kid. Before I could even speak, his words warmed my heart: "Brother Lu, I was wrong before. I... I didn't expect Brother Lu to be so magnanimous. My sister told me the truth. I never thought there was such a way for husband and wife to be intimate. Sister Ning is so lucky. I misunderstood you, Brother Lu. Come on, bottoms up. Consider this my apology for my disrespect before. I was ignorant before, but now I know what to do." "Heh, as they say, a smile can dispel all grudges. Besides, we don't have any grudges between us, do we?" As I spoke, I reached out and patted Zeng Beifang's shoulder to try and bridge the gap emotionally. After all, we're going to work together on something big tomorrow. “Still calling him Brother Lu,” Zeng Daxia, never one to be a supporting character, always found something to say, “You should call him Brother Ning, or be more affectionate, we’re family now, call him brother-in-law!” Zeng Beifang scratched his head, a little embarrassed, but after a moment’s hesitation, he crisply said, “Brother-in-law!” He then grinned innocently, revealing a row of neat, white teeth. The next day was Ning Hui’s birthday! Ning Hui still went to the company, but left a little earlier than usual. We had arranged to have dinner at home that evening, and I had prepared some of Ning Hui’s favorite dishes, inviting Zeng Daxia and his wife over for a small celebration. During dinner, Zeng Daxia and Xiong Xiong arrived with a beautiful birthday cake. Ning Hui was very happy all evening, and everyone drank to their heart’s content, but in moderation. Zeng Meimei even gave Ning Hui an expensive Arabic-style bracelet as a gift. When Ning Hui accepted the gift, she glanced at me: “Hmph, husband, where’s your gift?” “Hehe,”

"It's not time yet," I grinned mysteriously, then served the closing drinks and invited everyone to drink a reunion toast. Holding my glass, I cleared my throat, as if about to give some important speech, but deliberately hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Well, today is my wife's birthday, and also my special day as a husband. Enough said, wife, come on, your husband wishes you a good…"

I paused for a good while before uttering the word "good" heavily: "Fuck!"

As soon as I finished speaking, Zeng Meimei, who naturally understood the implication, immediately burst into laughter. Comrade Xiong Xiong glanced at me and also smiled meaningfully.

A moment later, Ning Hui finally reacted, then punched me on the shoulder, her face flushed: "Aren't you ashamed!"

Hehehe, yes, wife, your husband is going to make sure you get a good, good fucked today!

After dinner, Zeng Daxia and his wife sat and chatted for a while before saying goodbye. Ning Hui, unaware of what was going on, tried to persuade them to stay, but Zeng Daxia insisted on leaving, saying he wanted to give us more time alone.

However, as they left, Zeng Meimei insisted on hugging each of us goodbye. When she hugged me, she deliberately pressed her face close to mine and whispered something in my ear, patting my back: "Take it easy tonight. I wish you all your dreams come true."

Damn, this wife of a cuckold has been around for so long, she knows that tonight I'm about to make my dream come true. So, I felt very grateful and sincerely replied, "Thank you, half the credit goes to you, haha."

Ning Hui, of course, had no idea what Zeng Daxia and I were whispering about, and watched somewhat bewilderedly, unaware of how much effort these two extraordinary friends and family members had put into this dream.

Once the Ning Mansion returned to its usual tranquility, I tidied up a bit, then went to the bathroom and filled the bathtub with water. I then carefully plucked petals from the large bouquet of red roses I'd specially bought for my wife and spread them across the surface of the tub. Afterward, I carried Ning Hui into the bedroom.

"Wow!"

Ning Hui exclaimed upon seeing the bathtub full of rose petals, her eyes sparkling as she reflected their images. She then kissed me passionately on the lips. "Honey, you're so romantic! Is this your gift to me? I love you, honey!"

I shook my head and smiled tenderly. "It's not gift time yet. Honey has nothing else to offer but romance."

We had a romantic bath together in the rose-filled tub, and with my gentle teasing, Ning Hui was already overcome with desire. She clung to me in the bathroom, and honestly, it wouldn't have been a problem for me to have sex with her right there in the bathroom.

But my choice was to wash her thoroughly, then wrap her naked body in a towel—a body more beautiful than a tub of roses—and take her into the bedroom. I gently laid her on the bed and lightly dried her body. Her S-shaped figure instantly emerged like a lotus from the water, her snow-white skin radiant and indescribably beautiful.

Then, I took a few items from the bedside table: an eye mask and some adhesive tape.

"Husband..."

Ning Hui looked at me with a somewhat surprised expression. "What are you going to do?"

"Hmm, today husband is going to do something a little more intense!"

I leaned down and kissed Ning Hui's fragrant lips. "Hehe, wife, today is your birthday. Husband said he would make your birthday special. Husband wants to make your birthday feel different, okay?"

My gentle kiss and words immediately dispelled Ning Hui's surprise. She returned my kiss with a charming smile, murmuring, "Hmm, I knew you were naughty, husband. Wife is yours, you can do whatever you want with me."

While flirting with my wife, I gently pulled Ning Hui's hands up to the headboard and secured them to the edge of the bed with adhesive tape. Then, I took out an eye mask and put it on Ning Hui.

"Hmm, husband... I'm scared..."

Ning Hui's body began to twist.

"Don't be afraid, baby,"

I kept kissing Ning Hui, trying to relax her body and mind. Then my lips traveled down her neck to her breasts, my tongue gently sweeping over her nipples, navel, and lower abdomen, until I reached the dark, lush pubic hair I loved most. Further down, I gently parted Ning Hui's thighs, burying my face in her breasts, my tongue precisely targeting her slightly protruding clitoris, now glistening with lustful fluid, and began to caress it…

“Ah—”

Ning Hui arched her back, her legs clamping tightly around my face, letting out a long, soft sigh!

“Is it comfortable, baby? Is it stimulating?”

My tongue began to caress her clitoris, then extended to its maximum length, inserting it into her sticky opening, still wet with her own juices.

“Mmm, so comfortable, so stimulating…”

Ning Hui moaned incessantly, her breath coming in increasingly rapid gasps. “Mmm, I want it, I want it…”

Suddenly, I lifted my face from beneath my wife, stood up, and quietly walked to the bedroom door.

"Mmm, husband, where did you go? Husband, husband..."

Ning Hui's body twisted, looking somewhat nervous, her legs tightly clamped together, as if reassuring herself that her body had been ignited with desire in such a unique way.

At this moment, the bedroom door opened softly and without a sound...

05-31

Chapter 75: Ning Hui's Birthday Gift (Part 2)

I was indeed too busy recently and wasn't feeling well, so the updates were slow, I'm sorry. Thank you all for your concern, I will still maintain one update per week in principle. I hope everyone will continue to support me. ...

When Zeng Beifang barely dared to breathe, he stepped in with one foot, and I didn't see his other foot—he was frozen there with half his body inside the door and half hanging outside.

Speaking of which, this most private bedroom territory of the Ning Mansion was being invaded by another man for the first time—the Japanese invaders sneak into the village, don't fire—but this handsome man was someone I invited to fuck my wife—sneaking into Ning Family Village, just to fire!

The groundbreaking event regarding the green project at Ning Mansion was about to unfold during this pre-planned, clandestine raid. This stirred a thousand emotions within me, but seeing my wife's pristine, smooth, naked body, twisted in a subtly spread-eagle position, with the dense, glistening, dew-kissed pubic hair between her legs—a sight that stirred both my heart and Zeng Beifang's—presented before us, even though my wife had countless times indulged in pleasure under her lover, my anxiety grew ever stronger. I couldn't be sure if, if this Zeng guy were to suddenly pounce on my wife's naked body, Ning Hui would classify it as rape, or at least seduction. If that happened, my gift would be far too much; kneeling on a keyboard, kneeling on a CPU—it wouldn't be of any use then. A threesome… what a joke!

"Mmm, where are you, honey?"

Ning Hui suddenly started her sweet, seductive voice again, her body contorting like an eel. Even through her blindfolded eyes, a burning, alluring light seemed to emanate from her. Her lips were gently biting, causing breaths to trickle out intermittently, her coquettish manner utterly irresistible.

At that moment, I noticed a look of bewildered panic on Zeng Beifang's face. His eyes were pleading for my help. Even though he didn't dare utter a sound, I understood from his trembling lips: "Brother, what should I do?"

It was like asking me whether to go for it or not. In an instant, I thought of the famous line from *The Visitor on the Iceberg*: "Amir, charge!"...

But I still didn't dare recite that line, because I could clearly feel the kid's instinctive hesitation. He was probably also thinking for a moment whether he could bear the consequences of his actions if he pounced on her so roughly and his sister Ning labeled it rape or seduction.

My anxiety at that moment made me feel lost, and I suddenly regretted making such a big fuss. Now I was unwilling to back down, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it if I went forward.

So, I quickly reached out and pushed the kid surnamed Zeng out the door, as quietly as if I were doing something wrong, while saying, "Honey, I think I heard my phone ringing in the living room. I'll go get it."

Pushing Zeng Beifang out of the bedroom, I could see beads of sweat on his forehead. No wonder he was so nervous. Having sex with his Ning sister alone is one thing, but to do it in front of her husband, when she's now someone else's wife, requires a very strong heart and deep-seated lust. After all, he's just a kid; he's never seen anything like it.

Even though he slept with his Ning sister in front of me before, back then I was just a loser in his eyes, a toad trying to eat his Ning sister's swan meat. The mindset was different then.

Then, I calmly analyzed the situation. The reason both Zeng Beifang and I were afraid of turning the gift into a crime was that my emotional preparation and control were insufficient. If my wife reacted instinctively, ruining tonight's threesome would be a minor issue; the real problem would be the complete shutdown of the Ning Mansion's "green project," leaving Ning the "stay-at-home husband" speechless. The key was to make everything unexpected yet perfectly logical, a natural progression.

So, I quickly whispered something to Zeng Beifang, who nodded and looked at me with trepidation, as if asking, "Brother, is this going to work?"

I confidently patted Zeng Beifang on the shoulder. I knew that if I, as the manipulator and host of this event, back down now, what kind of earth-shattering move could the adulterer possibly make?

To be honest, I wasn't just making up a story to get my phone; it really was in the living room, and I heard a call coming in. I picked it up, and lo and behold, it was that guy calling – the bearded man!

What was he up to? My heart skipped a beat, but I couldn't worry about that now. I grabbed my phone and scurried back to the bedroom.

The bedroom was still glowing with my wife's beautiful body lying there, the scene as serene as ever, a picture of springtime allure. Her legs were casually crossed and rubbing together; it seemed the stimulation from the darkness was quite a powerful aphrodisiac.

Ning Hui heard the noise and, knowing I'd entered the bedroom, asked in a sweet voice, "Honey, what do you mean by leaving your wife here alone? Whose call was it?"

"Yeah, yeah, she's tough,"

I casually used "tough" as an excuse.

"What does she want?"

Ning Hui continued.

"I didn't reply. Never mind him, I'll talk to him tomorrow."

I grabbed my phone and quickly leaned over Ning Hui's fair and tender body, burying my face in her half-open, moist, and full lips, giving her a hard peck. "Oh, honey, I forgot something."

"Mmm..."

Ning Hui returned my kiss passionately, her tongue darting into my mouth as she murmured, "What... what is it?"

"Honey,"

I picked up the new phone I'd bought because my old one was broken by Miss Qiu and glanced at it, "It's infuriating! Last time my phone broke, all the photos you sent me of you and Beifang kissing on the beach when you went back to his hometown, and... and the recording of your lovemaking livestream, are gone! It broke my heart."

"Huh?"

Ning Hui hadn't expected me to suddenly do this. Hearing my outburst, her body instinctively tensed. "You... are you ever going to stop? Why did you suddenly think of this now? Are you a pervert?"

"Wife,"

I said, seeing that Ning Hui's reaction wasn't too intensely resistant, I thought I had a chance, so I opened my mouth and leaned down to peck at Ning Hui's nipple, which was now hard and pink. "You still have that photo on your phone, right? Can you send it to me again?"

"Mmm... what do you want that photo for?"

Ning Hui exhaled a soft breath, perhaps because of the pleasure from my nipple being caressed in her mouth.

"Hey, are you there, honey? I love that photo. Every time... every time I see you kissing him, I get so excited. And let me tell you a secret,"

I whispered in Ning Hui's ear, gently nibbling at her earlobe, "I've masturbated so many times looking at that photo of you kissing him."

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui trembled, whether from surprise or pleasure, I couldn't tell. "What are you doing, honey? Why are you still such a pervert? Can't you just calm down?"

"Are you there? You didn't delete it, did you?"

I continued my wave-like assault on my wife's earlobe. The earlobe is, after all, a woman's most vulnerable point...

"Yes, it's still there... no... I didn't delete it,"

my wife replied breathlessly.

This answer made me laugh so hard. Ning, the cook, knew what to say next: "Oh, so you're still thinking about him, aren't you, honey? You can't even bear to delete the photos of you being intimate with him."

"You... what do you mean?"

Ning Hui realized she'd fallen for Ning's trap, and whimpered, "Okay, okay, I'll delete them right now!"

"Hehe, baby, if you're thinking about him, that's fine. I'm only happy if you think about him."

I quickly replied, pressing my lips against hers again.

"I wasn't thinking about him."

Ning Hui protested, her mouth still covered by my kiss.

"Okay, okay, honey, send it to me, okay?"

I said, my mouth still holding her tongue, my hand moving towards her lower body.

"Mmm, why does it have to be this way?"

I felt her voice and body getting hot, her legs tightly gripping my hand.

"Just this way, please, honey."

As I spoke, my tongue felt a sweet saliva on my lips, intoxicatingly sweet.

"Sigh,"

Ning Hui whimpered, looking helpless at her husband's sullen face, and gestured to the side, "The phone's on the bedside table, go find it yourself. I just can't do anything with you, you pervert!"

Hurry, having received this instruction from my wife, I quickly rummaged through Ning Hui's phone on the bedside table, swiftly found the photo, and sent it to my phone as fast as I could. Then I carefully examined the photo: it seemed to be a pose intentionally posed for the camera; in the photo, Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang were passionately kissing like a couple deeply in love. Hui's mouth was open with a longing desire, her tongue clearly visible as it was inserted into Beifang's mouth, intertwining with her lover's tongue, making a satisfying, sticky, and affectionate gesture. Behind them, tightly embracing each other, was a vast, pale blue sea...

What I noticed was that my husband, Xiao Ning, who couldn't bear to hear or see his wife being intimate with another man, was now aroused by this obvious cuckolding hormone. In an instant, I felt a restless stirring in my lower body.

Overwhelmed with excitement, I pounced on Ning Hui, opening my mouth and pressing it against her lips without a word, sucking deeply. Then, panting heavily, I said, "Oh, oh, wife, I can't take it! I saw the photos again! I noticed... you were so engrossed in kissing him... your tongue... your tongue was practically inside his mouth... swirling around! I can't take it anymore!"

"Ugh,"

Ning Hui moaned softly under my kiss, clearly taken aback by my sudden outburst. Her face was full of confusion. "What's wrong, husband... these photos... you've already seen them, haven't you? Besides... ugh..."

She couldn't finish the "besides," only continuing to whine.

Oh my god! Everything unfolded exactly as I had planned in my presentation. I already knew exactly what my wife meant by "besides," so I quickly picked up the thread: "You mean, besides, your husband saw you and him make love with his own eyes, so what's the big deal?"

"Mmm-hmm."

Ning Hui nodded first, her tongue still inside me, then quickly shook her head, perhaps realizing she'd fallen for my trick again.

"But I want to see more! I couldn't even stand looking at the photos of you kissing him just now, look, look!"

I said, pulling my now fully erect penis from my pants and slapping it against my wife's thigh, giving it a couple of slaps. "My penis is so hard!"

Then, I fiercely sucked on Ning Hui's tongue, which was half-exposed in my mouth, and a string of indistinct, signature Ning-style lies followed: "In the photos, when you... when you put your tongue... into his mouth, did he suck you... suck you like this?"

"Ugh...mmm..."

Ning Hui dragged out her moans with a melodious tone, uttering seemingly unrelated responses between my eager sucking. "What's wrong, honey? Why are you bringing this up again today? You don't get these perverted stimuli...you..."

I deliberately bit Ning Hui's tongue again, silencing my wife's next words: "Mmm, I miss you so much, I want to do it again, four of us,"

then I paused, "Mmm, three of us is fine too."

After saying that, Ning Hui rolled her eyes, not forgetting to scrutinize her wife's reaction.

"Pervert...pervert, what four of us, three of us...what nonsense!"

Ning Hui whimpered, giving her husband such a resounding response!

"I really want to. How about we invite those two siblings to find a place to play sometime?"

My fingers, placed beneath Ning Hui, began to knead her alluring flower bud with force.

It seems the alluring bud between her legs truly is the gateway to a woman's pleasure. Ning Hui's bound hands struggled lightly yet forcefully, while her body, under my combined hand and mouth assault, was already sending out various signals of arousal. Especially her lower body, which was already at a level twelve flood, making my fingers feel like they were mashing a lump of paste, making a gurgling sound. Her mouth began to whisper with passionate desire: "Mmm, husband, give it to me... take me..."

"Oh, okay, okay, husband is coming..."

I completely pulled my little Ning Hui out of her panties, and with the head of my penis sticking to the edge of my wife's wet vulva, I wriggled it for a while before finally placing it inside.

"Mmm, husband, husband..."

Ning Hui's breath was already choked with gasps, her voice barely audible.

"Call me Northern!"

I suddenly thrust my glans towards my wife's opening, stopping just half an inch inside. "Call me Northern, call Northern to fuck me..."

"Mmm, no, no... I want my husband's..."

Ning Hui's body shuddered at the sound of "Northern" from my lips, but the words she uttered and her shaking head conveyed a different meaning.

So I pulled my half-inch-into-the-hole glans out.

"Mmm, what are you doing, husband? Give it to me, don't... don't take it out."

Ning Hui said coquettishly, her lower body involuntarily pressing against me, but her hands were bound and she couldn't exert any force, making me really want to pull off the blindfold to see how alluring her crescent-shaped breasts, stretched like silk, were now, aroused by her desire.

"Call me Northern, call Northern to fuck me!"

I said, holding my breath. I knew that now both of our ears were listening for the moment when success or failure would come.

One pair belonged to Ning Zhufu, and I reckon the other pair was stuck to the outside of the bedroom door.

"Pervert...pervert..."

Ning Hui's moans faded and weakened.

"Please, wife, let your husband experience cosplay one more time, like your little lover is fucking you right now, and your husband is peeping from the side. Didn't you say your husband would do anything today? Waaah, please, wife."

"Waaah,"

this suggestion clearly made his wife's body twitch. Ning Hui bit her lip and paused, then opened her mouth as if she had made a great decision, "Mmm, North...North..."

"You're not finished!"

Ning Zhufu was now smug, smug and unforgiving, "Continue, wife...you're not...you're not finished!"

"Mmm, North, come fuck me, North, come fuck me."

Ning Hui's sudden burst of volume startled me, her body twisting to an extreme degree.

"Do you miss him? Do you miss his big cock!"

I thrust my still rock-hard glans halfway into my wife's wet opening.

"Ugh."

Ning Hui just groaned for a long time without answering, driving me crazy.

I had no choice but to pull my cock out again. "Do you miss him, baby? Tell your husband I miss him, I miss Beifang."

"Mmm, I miss him, I miss Beifang."

After a few more hesitations, Ning Hui's answer, which sounded so captivating to me, finally came out of her mouth.

Oh my god! It's a done deal!

This is what I whispered in Zeng Beifang's ear earlier. I told him that if he heard his sister Ning say "I miss Beifang" outside the door, he could go for it.

Then I pulled my cock out and gently covered my wife's naked body with the blanket next to me—this was at Zeng Beifang's request, saying that he really couldn't face his sister Ning's naked body in this way.

"Husband... what's wrong?"

Ning Hui asked, confused, when I suddenly pulled her away from me.

"Oh, honey, I'm looking for condoms."

Now I couldn't think of a good excuse, so I just started babbling. Then I subconsciously glanced at the bedroom door...

but it didn't budge for ages! Damn it! This is driving me crazy! Is he more anxious than the emperor? I was instantly furious. What kind of jerk is he? Is he even a man if he's backing down now?

Just as I was about to unleash a torrent of curses, the door gently opened...

and I saw Beifang timidly slip in, his face a mixture of indescribable emotion and something else, something too complicated to put into words.

I gestured for Zeng Beifang to move closer to me, and he came to my side—all the prescribed actions were performed very quietly, as I had requested. Then, I slowly released Ning Hui's hand, which I had been holding, and nodded knowingly to Zeng Beifang, indicating that he should take Ning Hui's hand in mine.

Zeng Beifang complied, and behind his somewhat bittersweet expression was a tender warmth from the sudden release of his long-held longing for Ning Hui, gently taking her hand in mine…

Then I leaned down and whispered in Ning Hui's ear, "Wife, keep saying I miss Beifang…"

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui hummed softly, clearly unaware that the person holding her hand was no longer her husband, and continued to respond to her husband, "Beifang… I miss you."

As she finished speaking, I glanced at Zeng Beifang out of the corner of my eye, and Zeng Beifang's eyes were brimming with tears—though they didn't fall, they were welling up in circles.

Children don't easily shed tears, unless they're truly heartbroken.

I was pondering what to do next; the roadshow design only went this far when I unexpectedly saw Zeng Beifang's lips move. Although it was clear he had mustered immense courage, the genuine emotion he expressed was palpable. He murmured in a voice that seemed only he could hear, "Sister Ning, I...I miss you too."

Damn, now Ning Hui's eyes widened in disbelief. Would this kid really become a gift, or incriminating evidence?

Although Zeng Beifang's voice was soft, it was enough for Ning Hui to hear clearly. She instinctively pulled her hand away from Zeng Beifang's, her face filled with utter astonishment as she cried out, "Bei...Beifang?"

"Yes, Sister Ning, it's...it's me." I

saw that this kid's face had turned pale with fright.

“Husband, husband…”

Ning Hui instinctively shook her head and called out to me, her hands seemingly trying to break free from the bindings. “Husband, where are you? This…this is…”

I quickly reached out and took my wife’s hand, feeling a frantic strength as she grabbed it. “Darling, I’m here, I’m here, don’t be afraid.”

As I spoke, I quickly used my other hand to remove the blindfold from Ning Hui’s face.

Whoosh! After a brief adjustment, my wife’s eyes widened in astonishment, a look filled with disbelief. Then, I saw Ning Hui instinctively pull the blanket that had been barely covering her body over her chest, concealing her half-exposed breasts.

“Ning…Sister Ning.”

Zeng Beifang’s expression at this moment resembled that of a child who had broken a classroom window and was apologizing to the teacher, his forehead trembling with sweat.

"Huh? You... how come you're here?"

Ning Hui hadn't recovered from her surprise. She stared blankly at Zeng Beifang, whom she dared to say hadn't missed at all during this separation, then looked at me. At that moment, Ning Hui's gaze told me that she understood everything.

I composed myself, then stood up. I knew I should give them some private time, partly to ease the awkward atmosphere, and partly because lovers shouldn't be apart for long periods; they should catch up.

"Happy birthday!"

I smiled and said to my wife with utmost tenderness, then nodded to Zeng Beifang, leaving him with an elegant silhouette—shining with a magnificent green light—as I left the bedroom. When I left the bedroom, I did so quietly, without leaving a trace, but I closed the door behind me—though it was only ajar, not fully shut…

I came out with my phone in my hand, and I was visibly excited. I immediately found the cigar Boss Qiu had given me, which I hadn't finished smoking, lit it, and tried to calm

my surging emotions. Damn, I took a puff, and it felt as cool as a sea breeze, that Caribbean-style sea breeze, huh? Then I heard some soft, whispering words coming from the bedroom. I couldn't hear them clearly through the door, but it made my voyeuristic desire burn like the cigar itself. I quickly and quietly moved to the bedroom door, and through the crack, I saw my wife and her lover whispering something.

Thankfully, the two were much closer than before. Then I saw Ning Hui reach out and gently pat Zeng Beifang's face. I could read her lips as she said, "You've lost weight."

Wow, how romantic! I felt a surge of excitement mixed with my usual sullen laughter... But that wasn't all. Perhaps encouraged by Ning Hui's gentle greeting, Zeng Beifang seemed to have mustered up the courage to lean most of his face towards Ning Hui's.

Anyone with a taste for sex would know what this guy was up to, but unexpectedly, just as Zeng Beifang's lips were about to touch hers, Ning Hui instinctively turned her head away—this made my heart tighten again. Honey, are you ready? Did you know how hard it was for me to plan this "good gift at the Ning Mansion" event? Thankfully, her next move was relatively merciful. Although she didn't accept Zeng Beifang's kiss, she proactively buried her head in his chest, and following his arms around her back, she fell completely into his embrace.

Goodness, my wife was completely naked at this moment. I leisurely felt my little Ning husband beneath me bounce around happily; it was hilarious.

Then, Zeng Beifang held my wife, who was also his lover Ning, tightly in his arms for a while, and then reached out to cup Ning's face in his hands...

This time, my wife didn't refuse, but just raised her head slightly, closed her eyes tightly, and parted her lips slightly... Then what I saw was my wife and her lover kissing passionately again, just like in that seaside photo...

Bingo, done! A weight was finally lifted from my heart. I was just about to think about what to do next, whether to continue the threesome or let them enjoy themselves alone?

That was the question.

Just then, my phone rang with a text message. I glanced at it and saw it was from the guy with the bushy beard. "Hey buddy, got a free time? Want to hang out? I'll buy you a drink."

I chuckled at the message. I had no time for that. I quickly replied, "Sorry, I'm busy today. Maybe another time."

Then, after a moment's thought, I sent another message, this time to my wife: "Honey, I'm going out. I was planning to give you a threesome gift today, but I've changed my mind. I want to give you two some time alone to catch up. A threesome? We'll have plenty of time later, don't let your husband down."

After sending the message, I left. A little while later, my wife texted back: "Honey, you really left? Thanks for the gift."

I went out and found an internet cafe, then started playing Go to kill time. Haha, strangely enough, I was in amazing form tonight, unbeatable! I didn't lose a single game! About two hours later, Ning Hui texted me: "Honey, he's gone. Come back."

I quickly paid the bill and left the internet cafe, then immediately called her: "Wife, how did it go?"

"How did what go?"

Ning Hui's voice was sweet and soft.

"Don't rush me, honey, did...did you do it?"

I barely dared to breathe.

"Yes, I did. You told me not to let you down."

My wife's familiar charm seemed to have returned on the phone, and I felt a surge of joy.

"Hooray, honey, I love you to death!"

I shouted into the phone, "How could he leave like that?"

"Yeah, he said he knows his role and that from now on I belong to my husband."

"Damn, what kind of awareness is that? See, kids can be educated! I'm coming home right away, honey."

I hung up the phone, inwardly praising Zeng Beifang for being so sensible, when his text message arrived: "Brother Ning, I don't know what to say, thank you so much."

See, what an understanding child .

So I rushed home, and when I got home, I saw Ning Hui with a face flushed with the alluring blush of a woman after sex, her breasts half-exposed on the blanket, half-lying on the bed. Without saying a word, I pounced on my wife like a hungry tiger, but unexpectedly, Ning Hui reached out to stop me, biting her lip and looking like a shrew, saying fiercely, "Husband Ning, you're getting bolder and bolder! Go! Go get the keyboard!"

What's going on? This woman went from gentle and charming to a shrew in just ten minutes? Am I going to have to kneel on the keyboard?

My wife has reconnected with her lover, and even though the threesome didn't end up happening, at least we're still together, which puts me in a good mood. Now, my next worry is about Xiao Yanzi. I finally got in touch with her after several texts and calls over the next few days. Unexpectedly, I learned that Xiao Yanzi is out of town performing again. According to reliable insider information, her acting career is booming with Boss Qiu's help.

That day, I was unusually at the newspaper office when Boss Qiao called me to his office, saying he had an important task for me. Boss Qiao wanted me to attend a networking party for the city's media and entertainment industry that evening, and he instructed me to dress formally and bring my wife, saying that many big shots from the city's industry would be there. Damn it

, I hate this kind of thing. Whenever I encounter these so-called socialites, my normally amiable face transforms into a bitter, resentful expression. Simply put, I genuinely dislike these people within the system. But after some refusals, Boss Qiao still wouldn't agree. He even said to me earnestly, "You know Deputy Editor-in-Chief Peng is about to retire. Sending you to the company like this is to pave the way for you and push you forward. Are you really stupid or just pretending? This is a political task; you have to go whether you want to or not!"

Well, aside from that time I went to K City without him covering for me, Boss Qiao is really a buddy. I know he's been pushing me to take over Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang's position.

That evening, I had no choice but to bring my wife, dressed to the nines. Ning Hui's appropriate attire and social skills at this occasion naturally made me look good. I was used to the envious and jealous looks directed at me at the party because of my beautiful wife, and I didn't even bother to show off. What really surprised me was how damn small this world truly is.

While Ning Hui, in a red evening gown, was arm in arm with me, insincerely drinking and chatting with various celebrities, a pair of eyes were fixed on us, following us like a shadow…

Just when Ning Hui and I had a moment of free time, those eyes followed a figure, ghostly and elusive, to our front.

Holy crap! A bearded man!

“Ah, you… what are you doing here?”

I asked, feigning surprise and barely concealed nervousness.

“Nice to meet you. Of course I can be here. I’m a director, you know, we’re in the entertainment industry, after all.”

The bearded man spoke with the air of someone who had finally succeeded in catching a culprit.

Holy crap, a director is something, and a German one at that? My heart sank.

The bearded man looked at me, then his eyes remained fixed on Ning Hui with a look of utter bewilderment. I knew he recognized the woman standing next to me as the goddess of his dreams from that night.

Ning Hui naturally recognized the bearded man in front of her. After a brief moment of awkwardness, Ning Hui composed herself, gave him a polite smile, and then nodded to me: "You guys talk about your husbands, I'm going to the restroom."

"Hus...husband?"

Now it was the bearded man's turn to be shocked. I bet he was filled with a mixture of awe and disbelief that I could have such a goddess-like wife.

The bearded man quickly pulled me to a quiet corner and asked anxiously, "What's going on? She...she's your wife?"

Damn, I couldn't make up any more stories now. I didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded. "Sorry, I tricked you out of a thousand dollars that night, but I've paid you back double, so we're even."

"Hey, why are we talking about money? It's not very friendly."

The bearded man's face suddenly brightened, clearly trying to get closer to me. He grabbed my shoulder and put his arm around my shoulder. "Buddy, I understand. That night, you didn't seem like you were deliberately trying to trick me out of a thousand dollars. We're both smart people, and I know people in this circle."

"What circle? Don't you understand what you're talking about?"

I actually understood what the bearded man meant by "circle," and I broke out in a cold sweat.

"We know what's going on, let's not beat around the bush. I know what kind of game you two are playing. Don't worry, I'm not a bad guy, I won't do anything reckless. I just want to make a bet with you, okay?"

"What...bet?"

I swallowed hard.

The bearded man lowered his voice and said, "I'll find a way to have normal contact with your wife. As long as you don't deliberately interfere, it's fine. If within two months, your wife willingly kisses me in front of you—note, I said two conditions, in front of you, and she's willing—if your wife willingly kisses me in front of you, then I win. If I win, you have to help your brother out."

What's going on? This is too much of a boast! Doesn't he know my wife is a highly intelligent woman from her family? "

And what if you lose?"

I glanced at him. This bet has winners and losers; I want to see if the price is worth it.

"If you lose, you can keep my car. It's practically new, you can easily buy it for 200,000 on the market."

After saying that, the bearded man squinted and added, "There's a bonus too, I have lots of pretty actresses around, if you fancy anyone, I'll help you set them up."

Damn! Actually, I don't care about that car or those actresses, but how this bearded guy was going to brag about it really piqued my curiosity.

"Hmm, let me think about it,"

I said after a moment's thought, then left the bearded man with this vague statement that neither agreed to the bet nor disagreed with it.

Returning from the party, Ning Hui received a call from Zeng Daxia as soon as she got home. Ning Hui was right next to me when she answered the phone, and I clearly heard what Zeng Daxia was saying on the phone. He was saying that they had graduated from university several years ago, and some enthusiastic classmates were organizing a class reunion or something...

Chapter 76: No Threesome, No... The cook

tricked the bearded comrade into a 1,000-dollar bet, which was actually a bet where the other party lost before even betting. This time, the other party was really serious. I didn't expect this guy to be so crazy, showing off a 200,000-dollar hand for this obviously hopeless bet.

However, this also reflects how much my wife drives men crazy, so being a cuckold isn't always frustrating. For example, when you see so many men eagerly eyeing your wife's beauty, drooling, how would you know how satisfying it is if you didn't cuckold her yourself?

I honestly can't imagine what tricks this guy has to get Ning Hui to willingly kiss him, especially in front of me! Although my wife was also groped by this guy that night, that was in a specific situation. This situation is completely unrelated and uncertain; is he going to put on a Tom Cruise-style Mission Impossible act for me?

To accept or not to accept? That is the question.

Comrade Ning is having a fierce internal struggle. Of course, the courage and spirit of this guy treating picking up girls like a high-difficulty extreme sport is still admirable. More importantly, the answer to this bet is just too tempting. The guy is keeping us in suspense so much that Comrade Ning can't find a reason to refuse.

And most importantly, for my wife, this bet doesn't seem to have any negative impact. Think about it, the condition the guy proposed is that Ning Hui's kiss must be voluntary. What does voluntary mean? I voluntarily explained that my wife's affectionate behavior towards him only occurred to someone of a certain level. Since things had progressed to that point, well, you know, I was bound to win the bet anyway, right?

I basically decided to take the bait, but before agreeing, I wanted to find out who this bearded guy really was, what his background was, and so on. Sure enough, just after noon the next day, when the bearded guy called to ask about the situation, I agreed to go out for tea and chat with him first.

Speaking of which, the bearded guy I'd met the last few times had been pretty arrogant. The few times I'd had a minor collision with his car on the street, the people with him all seemed like his henchmen. I thought to myself, if this guy showed up at the teahouse with a bunch of thugs, I'd call off the bet.

Thankfully, the bearded guy was at least somewhat sensible; he came alone today.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, I steered the conversation towards finding out about this guy's background. The bearded man tacitly understood that undergoing the Green Gang's political vetting was the first step on the long march to becoming a lover.

See? Being a Green Gang member can even give you the feeling of cosplaying as an FBI agent!

Speaking of which, the bearded man's resume goes like this: This guy is a local, a few years older than me, and belongs to the kind of eccentric youth who was poisoned by artistic genes from a young age. In that era, anyone with a bit of artistic flair more or less considered movies their dream lover. Later, this guy actually made that dream more or less a reality, getting into the film and television directing department of a second-rate university—not the Beijing Film Academy, but the Central Academy of Drama or the Shanghai Theatre Academy—at the advanced age of just one year under the legal age. So, he was still considered a professionally trained graduate. Later, Brother Niu went to Beijing and became a "Beijing drifter," working in various amateur productions. Although he didn't get any official directing jobs, his script was picked up by investors and made into a TV series, thus earning his first pot of gold. This guy was very tight-lipped about why he eventually gave up his life in Beijing and returned to his hometown, only telling me that he had no criminal record and was a law-abiding citizen. Now, Brother Niu runs a cultural communication company, and he says he also has a creative studio where he does experimental theater and other similar things, and he's quite well-known in the industry. "Doing these experimental theaters is the last straw I'm clinging to in my dream of becoming a director,"

Brother Niu told me solemnly.

Brother Niu is also married; his wife lives abroad, and although they're not divorced, they've been separated for many years. They have a daughter who lives with her grandparents. He said he and his wife were childhood sweethearts and had a very good relationship, but his wife went abroad to study a few years ago, found a job there, and didn't want to come back, even trying to get a green card, which caused him a lot of pain. However, for the sake of their child, they've both stayed together. To convince me, Brother Niu showed me a family photo he always carried with him. The photo showed his daughter, about three or four years old, with a lovely face and clearly a future beauty. Like mother, like daughter; Mrs. Niu looked delicate and charming, her glasses adding to her unique and extraordinary air.

Since we were both supposedly like-minded artsy young men, the bearded man had an unwitting advantage in gaining my trust. Plus, this guy repeatedly and sincerely assured me he wouldn't do anything reckless, and even added a clause that I had the right to terminate the bet at any time. Such generous terms finally made it impossible for me to refuse this peculiar bet, one I had no idea how it would end.

After I agreed, this guy suddenly asked me for Zeng Daxia's phone number. I asked him why he wanted her number, and Brother Niu, seemingly out of nowhere, quoted a line from Shajiabang, "This woman is not simple,"

then gave me a mysterious smile.

Finally, Brother Niu insisted on treating me to dinner to celebrate the successful signing of the betting agreement. I couldn't refuse, so I went with him for a couple of drinks. After a few drinks, and with the topic of movies—a topic Ning Zhufu never tires of talking about—Ning Zhufu and Brother Niu actually developed a sense of instant camaraderie, almost like old friends.

Speaking of which, a few days after Ning Hui's birthday, when Zeng Daxia called Ning Hui about the class reunion—which was scheduled for this weekend—he inquired about the birthday night. I gave him a truthful account.

Zeng Daxia expressed his sincere admiration for my noble act of turning my wife's threesome into a private moment for Ning Hui and her lover to express their heartfelt farewells. He said my move was truly brilliant, like something out of a novelty.

But the seed of a threesome had been planted in Ning's heart, like a ghost haunting him. These past few days, Ning felt it constantly lingered in his mind. What was worrying was that Zeng Beifang had completely changed his previous eagerness to ask my wife out every few days. Several days had passed, and he hadn't mentioned dating his Ning sister at all. He only sent her a text message almost every night to say goodnight, always adding a polite "Give my regards to Brother Ning."

My wife hadn't mentioned meeting him either. Was this birthday present just going to end on her birthday? I was getting anxious. If this continued, how would we ever have a threesome?

When a man has a threesome heart, he'd rather die than not have one.

No, I misspoke, I'd rather die than not have one!

That day, Ning Hui said she was going shopping with Zeng after work. When they got home, she placed a large shopping bag full of things on the sofa. The bag wasn't properly placed, and some of the various items that were clearly newly bought spilled out.

Among the everyday objects, a striking pair of black men's socks caught my eye. The socks themselves weren't particularly surprising, but I suddenly remembered that Ning Hui had bought me socks a while ago, so I casually asked, "Honey, didn't you just buy me socks not long ago? I can't even wear them all. You bought so many again, are you going to sell them at a stall?"

"Huh?"

Ning Hui, who was sitting on the sofa taking big gulps of water, stared at me with wide eyes, then gave me an awkward smile with a mouthful of water in her mouth. "Hehe, no... I didn't buy them for you."

What's going on? I instantly realized what she meant and became a little excited. "You...you bought this for him?"

"Yes."

Ning Hui finally swallowed the saliva she was holding and winked at me. "The other day when I saw him, his socks were worn out but he was still wearing them. Sigh, this kid is all alone out there, his parents aren't around. You men are all the same, you don't know how to take care of yourselves. So when he was shopping with Mei Mei just now..."

"Oh, so my wife's maternal instincts are really kicking in."

I was overjoyed. My wife was quite the schemer. "Haha, he gave you the man, and you gave him socks in return. Hahaha, wife, you're such a good businesswoman."

"Get lost!"

Ning Hui punched me lightly. "Oh, honey, I also bought you a face towel. Your face towel used to be the same color as mine, but you always took the wrong one. This time I bought a new one, so don't take the wrong one."

"What color is it?"

Ning Hui then took a face towel out of her bag to show me, and I was instantly petrified by the color.

Damn it, my wife chose a green face towel!

I have to say, my wife is so funny, and this Ning husband is shameless too. He took the face towel and grinned, "Hehe, wife, you're so good at choosing colors! You're not only giving your husband a green hat, but also buying him a green handkerchief!"

"Huh?"

Ning Hui finally realized, seemingly feeling she had done something inappropriate. "Honey, I really didn't mean it! I...I...I just grabbed one randomly, and I thought the green was a big difference from the original red one." Good

grief, now even the face towels are chosen according to the wife's red hat and the husband's green hat. This Ning mansion is truly hilarious.

I originally wanted to lean over and hug Ning Hui, loudly proclaiming, "Mmm, honey, I love this color!" But then a thought suddenly occurred to me, so I deliberately pouted and feigned a wronged expression: "Hmph, that's not all!"

"What's wrong, honey?"

Ning Hui looked a little nervous. "Then... then I'll buy you another one, okay?"

"I didn't mention the color of the handkerchief."

I turned my head away, looking stern.

"Ah, what's wrong, honey? Are you really angry?"

This time, Ning Hui came over and clung to me, biting her lip and shaking my arm.

"Hmph, you buy handkerchiefs for your husband, but socks for your lover, what does that mean? Don't you know that socks are affectionate, but handkerchiefs are heartless?"

I glanced at Ning Hui, secretly amused by her face turning red with embarrassment.

"Huh? Honey... I really didn't mean that, I... I..."

Ning Hui was so anxious that she couldn't even speak properly. "Honey, don't be angry, I really didn't mean it that way."

"Hmph, I'm angry."

I blinked like Ning Hui, then waited a long time before speaking, "There's only one way to make my husband not angry."

"What way? Honey, I'm sorry, anything is fine as long as you're not angry."

Ning Hui quickly leaned over and kissed me sweetly.

"Okay, that's the only way."

Ning the cook straightened his neck, his little eyes darting around, "Go and call Beifang to come and get the socks right away."

"Huh?"

Ning Hui's mouth dropped open, completely unexpected. Looking at Ning the cook's signature mischievous grin, she immediately understood his wicked intentions and quickly punched me again. "So that's what you were thinking, hmph, I won't yell."

"Will you yell or not?"

I pretended to wail and cry.

"Sigh, you..."

Ning Hui said helplessly, completely at a loss with her husband, "I know, you wouldn't survive if you weren't a pervert. Humph, I won't yell, you can yell yourself." Ning Hui

didn't even look at me, but I caught a glimpse of a tender, watery affection suddenly appearing in her eyes—something most people wouldn't notice.

"Hehe,"

that's exactly what I wanted to hear, so I quickly leaned over and hugged my wife, who was sitting on the sofa, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "When he comes, I won't leave."

"Huh?"

Ning Hui suddenly tensed up at my words, clearly flustered and panicked. "Husband, what... what are you doing?"

"You know what I'm going to do, baby. That night, I let you two have your heart-to-heart talk alone. But not tonight. I'm going to join you!"

I said, and kissed Ning Hui on the lips. Actually, Ning Hui's sudden tension earlier had already made her understand what I meant. Now, hearing what I said, her face suddenly turned hot, and she murmured, "Husband... no... um..."

Ning Hui's whimpering sounds were still ringing in my ears, but they couldn't stop Ning, whose heart was already melting with the desire for a threesome, from texting Zeng Beifang on his wife's phone: "Beifang, are you free now? Come to my house. I bought you some things."

Zeng Beifang quickly replied. His sister Ning's summons was something else. Now, even if aliens landed on Earth, probably no bird could stop this kid.

Half an hour later, Zeng Beifang indeed appeared at Ning's mansion, panting.

By then, I had already helped Ning Hui finish washing up and coaxed her into wearing the camisole nightgown that Beifang had given her. She was on the bed reading a book.

I went out to the living room and opened the door for Zeng Beifang. The kid looked at me and paused for a moment. I guessed that the Ning Mansion was now the equivalent of Mecca in Zeng Beifang's mind. He still looked a little uncomfortable and gave me a silly grin. "Brother Ning is home. Sister Ning said... she asked me to come and get something?"

"Oh, it's good that you're here."

I smiled and greeted him as if we were very familiar, trying to reduce the boy's nervousness as much as possible. "Your Sister Ning is in the bedroom. Go see for yourself what she bought for you. Oh, and I'm not leaving tonight."

The last sentence made Zeng Beifang's mouth form an "o". Of course, he knew what that meant. And on Zeng Beifang's feet, since he changed into slippers when he came in, I could see that there was indeed a hole in his sock that looked like it was about to burst, which also looked like an "o".

Zeng Beifang timidly entered the bedroom after I nudged him. The important thing was that Ning Hui, who had been half-lying on the bed reading, was now curled up on the bed with the blanket completely covering her head—hahaha, my wife's embarrassed.

I patted Beifang to get him to speak. Zeng Beifang fidgeted a bit before mumbling in a barely audible voice, "Sister Ning, I, I'm here. The things…where are the things?"

"I didn't call you,"

Ning Hui mumbled from under the covers.

Suddenly being rebuffed by his sister Ning, Zeng Beifang became even more flustered, looking at me helplessly. I still gave him a calm smile. Now I not only had to keep my wife calm, but also her little lover's—anyone who plays mahjong knows the worst situation is three players short of one, and if any one of them had a problem, it would become the most painful situation of a threesome—two players short of one, haha.

If a husband and wife are missing a lover, or a lover and wife are missing a husband, that's fine. But if a husband and a lover are missing a wife, then they can't have any fun at all.

I quickly gestured for Zeng Beifang to sit on the edge of the bed, then climbed onto the bed myself from the other side. Through the blanket covering Ning Hui, I leaned close to her ear and said, "Everyone's here, what's with your head covered? Are you some kind of masked heroine?"

Ning Hui's head rummaged around under the blanket for a moment before she slowly pulled it up, revealing most of her face. Seeing the two grown men in the room looking so anxious, she bit her lip and couldn't help but laugh. "It was him..."

Ning Hui pointed at me hesitantly, then looked at Beifang, "He's the one who asked you to come."

Ning Hui's smile instantly dissolved the tense atmosphere in the room, including the tense expression on Zeng Beifang's face. Zeng Beifang grinned, revealing a row of porcelain-white teeth, and I immediately saw that Ning Hui's bright, crescent-shaped eyes reflected his憨憨 (simple and honest) smile.

"Oh, Beifang, I bought you some socks,"

Ning Hui said softly, glancing at Zeng Beifang's feet.

"Thank you, Sister Ning,"

Zeng Beifang looked down at his torn socks with embarrassment, then finally mustered the courage to sit down. He glanced at his sister Ning, then at me, looking like a little kid who'd been given candy by his aunt but wasn't sure if he should immediately peel it open and eat it.

"Just say thank you, okay?"

I said, clearly adding fuel to the fire. As I spoke, I gently pulled Ning Hui up so she could lean against me. At this moment, the blanket covering Ning Hui had completely slipped down from her upper body, and the camisole that already revealed half of her breasts now completely exposed her two firm, snowy breasts. One of them even had half of its delicate nipple sticking out from under the camisole.

I don't know if Ning Hui felt a surge of heat at that moment, but I felt Zeng Beifang's gaze, though still somewhat lingering, instantly melt away the snow on Mount Everest.

Then I reached inside Ning Hui's camisole...

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui immediately felt the movement of my hand and hurriedly reached out to stop me, but it was too late. Her nipples had already felt my fingers teasing them before her hand could even touch them.

"Ugh,"

Ning Hui instinctively let out a soft moan.

Zeng Beifang's eyes were already glazed over. Ning Hui's body was being gently pulled by the sudden pleasure of her nipples being attacked, and she didn't dare look at Beifang. She just kept moaning softly, "No...no...husband."

The arrow was already on the bowstring and couldn't be put down. Besides, the arrow had already been released. I continued to tease Ning Hui's nipples with my fingers, and deliberately pulled her pajamas down halfway so that her nipples, teased by my fingers, were completely exposed to Zeng Beifang's eyes like ripe cherries.

Then, I saw Ning Hui's other hand gesturing in the air, as if trying to grab something, or as if rejecting something.

I quickly and accurately grabbed her hand, feeling fine beads of sweat on Ning Hui's palm. I gestured for Zeng Beifang to extend his hand, and then placed my wife's slender, delicate, cotton-like hand in his.

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui's hand involuntarily recoiled, but I gave Zeng Beifang a resolute look, and he held on tightly to his Ning sister's hand.

Then, I gently lifted Ning Hui's body from behind and pushed her towards Zeng Beifang. Ning Hui's body writhed, making me feel a conflicted heart within her, a desire to stay with me balanced by a yearning to yield—a beautiful woman's coy resistance.

My own body seemed to tremble slightly, because I clearly felt Ning Hui's body being pulled forward by an uncontrollable force. In the brief moment of my shock, Ning Hui's entire body was projected onto Zeng Beifang like a chick. I felt Ning Hui's body, which had been tense with pleasure and tension, instantly slump down like cotton in summer.

Then, I saw Ning Hui tilt her head back, her lips slightly parted. After Zeng Beifang's last glance—a look that was hard to decipher, perhaps gratitude, perhaps fear, or perhaps already ignited by desire—fell on me, Zeng Beifang closed his eyes and, with a completely reckless spirit, opened his lips and tightly covered his Ning sister's fragrant lips.

"Sizzle,"

as their lips met, I clearly heard a sound like water splashing on burning coals.

I only tilted my head slightly, just inches away, and I could see every detail of Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang's lips intertwining and moving before my eyes. Their eyes were closed as they passionately kissed, their tongues locked. When I saw Ning Hui's tongue slip through the tightly intertwined gaps and be frantically sucked in Zeng Beifang's mouth, and my wife's face showed a blissful expression accompanied by soft humming, my first erection of the night was aroused. My penis, hidden in my pocket, bounced uncontrollably and remained erect until the end of the night's entertainment.

Then I felt a jolt run through every nerve in my body. Ning Hui's hand was still in mine, and I could tell she didn't want it to leave my grasp—it was like the symbolism of a kite soaring high in the sky, her hand the string I held forever.

I knew I had to do something. I quickly moved closer and hugged Ning Hui tightly from behind, pressing my face against her neck. My lips touched her already burning earlobe, and I extended my tongue, gently licking her beautiful, crescent-shaped earlobe while she was still passionately biting her lip with her lover.

Ning Hui's body suddenly convulsed, and the breaths and moans emanating from her kissed mouth were like this: "Mmm... oh mmm... mmm..."

Then I felt Ning Hui's hands gripping me even tighter than before, and I didn't know if it was intentional or not, because my sudden increase in pressure from behind Ning Hui pressed her breasts tightly against Zeng Beifang's chest.

Ning Hui's body was already as soft as mud, as light as a feather, and she was murmuring as she was sandwiched between two male bodies, enjoying the most tender yet volcanic tongues of two men.

"Ah—"

Ning Hui suddenly gasped, then tilted her head, her lips slipping from Zeng Beifang's mouth, and leaned slightly towards me, her eyes filled with an irresistible, alluring haze.

I quickly leaned over, gently turning Ning Hui's head back, and opened my mouth to meet my wife's half-open, panting lips. Even though the thought of her mouth being full of her lover's saliva flashed through my mind, I had no strength to stop myself from taking her saliva-covered tongue into my mouth and frantically sucking on it.

"Mmm…"

Ning Hui's moans grew softer and softer.

Then I sensed that Zeng Beifang had developed a cooperative attitude. He pulled open Ning Hui's nightgown, buried his face in her chest, and began to suckle her erect, rosy nipples in turn…

“Ah,”

my wife, already overwhelmed by Zeng Beifang's rapid assault on her breasts, finally let out a heavy sigh. Her tongue was partially exposed as her body went limp, she pulled away from my kiss, and collapsed into Zeng Beifang's arms, her face as soft as water.

Then, Zeng Beifang tenderly cupped Ning Hui's face again, and a torrent of kisses rained down on my wife's mouth once more.

While my wife and her lover continued their passionate kissing and breast-sucking, I took a moment to strip myself naked. Then I gestured to Beifang to lay Ning Hui down on the bed, and he pulled off my wife's pajamas along with her black lace panties. During this process, Ning Hui knew what Zeng Beifang was doing; after a hesitant, half-hearted resistance, she was completely stripped naked, her flawless white body revealed except for a patch of black between her legs and the deep red of her nipples.

A moment later, in the bedroom of the Ning mansion, a historic moment arrived: three naked bodies—two men and one woman—the most alluring and human combination of all threesomes: husband, wife, and lover…

This was a milestone moment in the Ning mansion's green project!

When a beautiful, summer-flower-like naked body was entangled between two naked men, and when that naked body belonged to your wife, how excited Comrade Ning was, how wistful he was about the world.

Some men love their wives so much that they forbid any other man from touching them, while they themselves have affairs.

Mr. Ning, on the other hand, loves his wife by not only letting himself be cuckolded countless times, but also letting his wife have a threesome with both of his lovers at the same time.

He lets his wife experience the feeling of being pampered and served by two men to the point of heaven.

Well, believe it or not, this is Mr. Ning's way of loving his wife.

Even though Zeng Beifang's body could only be described as rigid like marble or sculpture, especially his beautifully erect, hook-like penis, which I couldn't compare to in terms of physique, fortunately today wasn't a contest of two men's genitals, but rather two men working together to bring my wife to the ultimate state of physical and mental pleasure.

After Ning Hui hesitated for a moment, and with a bewildered look, she finally took Zeng Beifang's already erect penis into her mouth with both hands after receiving my most affirmative encouragement. Zeng Beifang was kneeling in front of the bed, supporting his erect penis so that Ning Hui could lean down and bury it between his legs to suckle. All I had to do was slide my face toward my wife's body, gently parting her snow-white thighs. At this moment, the inside of my wife's thighs were already wet with gushing fluid. I stuck out my tongue and, with the first drop of honey about to drip onto the sheets, I licked it up, all the way to Ning Hui's flower bud hidden and wet by the thicket, and then began to savor it.

Normally, when I'm giving Ning Hui oral sex, my eyes are always glued to her, admiring the way her delicate labia dance and change color and moisture in my mouth. But this time, I can't help but keep glancing at the way her mouth is being penetrated by her lover's penis. The sight of her mouth taking in another man's penis, moving in and out, combined with the visual stimulation of her wet mouth below, is so intense that I, Ning Hui's husband, almost lost control several times.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but this time I feel like my wife's juices are flowing especially freely. Even though I keep swallowing, more and more nectar flows into my mouth.

Even though Ning Hui's oral skills on Zeng Beifang's penis were quite adept, I could still catch glimpses of her eyes, sometimes shy, sometimes excited. Each time our eyes met, I felt a sweet nectar enter my mouth, followed by her burning legs clamping my face tightly between them…

Several times, Ning Hui's body began to spasm violently, seemingly heading towards orgasm, but each time I stopped, abruptly halting my movements—there was no other way; the Ning Mansion Threesome Manual states: "Saving your wife's first orgasm to her lover is the only true principle."

In the blink of an eye, I figured that at this rate, my wife's orgasm would inevitably come from my mouth. I quickly signaled Zeng Beifang to start the next procedure.

"Ah—"

I don't know if a shooting star was streaking across the night sky outside the Ning Mansion at that moment, but when Ning Hui knelt and crawled on my chest, offering her two snow-white, upturned buttocks high to the penis that was thrusting into her from behind, that soft cry was just like a shooting star streaking across the sky. The visual brilliance transformed into a surge of passion in my bones, into the most masculine hormones of the two men who regarded this woman as the love of their lives.

Zeng Beifang's thrusts were as strong and powerful as ever, just like the night I saw the four of us sleeping together in the tent, the same deep and shallow, the same immense force, the same soul-stirring pleasure. The slapping of his hard-core penis stirring in the woman's tender honeyed land not only stirred Ning Hui's physical and mental pleasure, but also stirred the incomparable happiness of Ning, the husband, in seeing his wife's supreme joy.

A puddle of water had already soaked the sheets beneath Ning Hui. Ning Hui tried to take my penis into her mouth, but each time Zeng Beifang thrust so powerfully from behind that she couldn't grasp it accurately, and each time she put it in her mouth, she would involuntarily spit it out with a moan.

Scenes I'd seen countless times in porn flashed before my eyes, but tonight, I no longer needed to imagine the actresses being serviced by two men's penises in those films as my wife, because right now, my wife was undeniably sucking my penis while her vagina was being frantically sucked and penetrated by another man's penis. In this lewd scene tonight, my wife truly became the undisputed leading lady.

But if you think this is the whole meaning of a threesome designed for the woman you love, you're wrong—have you ever heard a woman say such a thing while having sex with two men at the same time?

Okay, let me tell you. When Ning Hui reached orgasm again and again under the relentless thrusting of Zeng Beifang's penis from behind, I lifted myself up, held my wife's hand tightly, and brought my mouth close to her ear, calling out again and again, "Wife, is it good? Is my wife comfortable?"

"Ahhh...coming!coming!"

Amid Ning Hui's soft yet passionate breaths, and amidst the waves of pleasure from her lover's powerful penis, Ning Hui held her husband Ning Zhufu's hand, sobbing and murmuring, "Mmm, husband...I...I'm so happy, so happy...thank you, husband..."

Well, I don't know what other cuckolds' wives' threesomes are like, but Ning Zhufu's wife's threesome made his wife shout "I'm so happy" during her orgasm—this is the realm Ning Zhufu pursues.

I've lost count of how many orgasms Ning Hui experienced during Zeng Beifang's thrusting. But the last time, her body, tender and sensitive, came with her husband's penis inside her. Even though Zeng Beifang wasn't using a condom, he very considerately pulled his penis out before ejaculating—this deeply moved me.

However, I can't quite explain why, but when I took Zeng Beifang's penis and inserted it into my wife's overflowing, passionate vagina, I felt an even stronger stickiness than usual—even though I haven't reached the level of someone like Xiong Xiong licking his wife's vagina covered in her lover's semen, that special feeling excited me immensely. After only a few thrusts, my countless offspring all came at once. Thankfully, Ning Hui's orgasm still came as expected, perfectly blooming her final climax under her husband's penis…

It took a long time for all three of us to calm down that night. Then, the simultaneous physical intimacy among the three of them subtly brought them closer together in an unspeakable way, so much so that when Zeng Beifang suggested going home, Ning Hui and I both asked him to stay.

What happened next was that the wife, husband, and adulterer were all naked on the two-meter-wide bed in the Ning Mansion, where the faint scent of male semen and female nectar still lingered. Ning Hui, embraced by me and Zeng Beifang, drifted off to sleep with the lingering flush on her body…

05-31
Chapter 77: Class Reunion

When Armstrong represented humanity in the first moon landing, he delivered what is considered the greatest and most poetic inspirational speech of the 20th century: “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind!”

Watching his wife’s body overflowing with pleasure from the attentive service of two men in bed, now peacefully asleep like a delicate water lily wrapped in two large green leaves, Comrade Ning, filled with emotion, mentally composed an Armstrong-style phrase: “A threesome is one small step, but one giant leap for Ning Mansion!”

Comrade Ning meant that this was a landmark step in Ning Mansion’s green project.

To be honest, seeing everything before me, I felt a surge of emotion, my nose stung, and I couldn't contain my feelings for a long time. If you don't experience it, you can only see the rainbow of a threesome, but you can't see the trials and tribulations Comrade Ning has gone through as a cuckold. Although those trials and tribulations were atypical, they were just as full of bittersweet experiences.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Ning Hui's body, which was immersed in a dream, was actually even more clingy to her little lover. Her almost entirely white, bare back was pressed tightly against Zeng Beifang's equally bare chest and abdominal muscles. The muscles were clearly defined, and the boy's hands, which were wrapped around Ning Hui's chest, were truly cupping his Ning sister's beautiful, full breasts. The dark pink nipples were peeking out from between Zeng Beifang's fingers, like a lotus bud just beginning to emerge, full of playful shyness.

Even after Ning Hui fell asleep, though her entire body was almost completely nestled close to her lover, one of my wife's hands was intertwined with mine, our fingers never letting go. For a period of time, Ning Hui and her lover would snuggle together in my arms, whispering sweet nothings to each other. But the more tender and affectionate my wife and her lover seemed, the tighter Ning Hui's hand would grip mine, as if afraid that the intertwining of our fingers might slip even slightly.

I deciphered the secret language of Ning Hui's body, and my heart was instantly filled with emotion—while my wife's body nestled against another man, there was such a profound connection and touching encounter between husband and wife—if it weren't for a harmonious, joyful threesome where my wife's body and soul bloomed like summer flowers, how could you understand that a couple could experience such profound emotion?

Only Ning Hui and her husband could decipher the code to this emotion: infidelity for love can, it turns out, transform life into a magnificent feast for the soul and body, rather than a splendid robe crawling with lice. I

've been almost entirely focused on expressing body language, and I can't remember when Zeng Beifang, who hadn't said a word all night, fell asleep. I only remember that when he cuddled my wife and his sister Ning's beautiful naked bodies, his smiles when our eyes met were limited to two expressions: one of naivety, the other of gratitude.

And I kept singing "Tonight I will be sleepless until very, very late," until my wife and her lover began to snore softly in each other's arms.

The scene of my wife sleeping soundly in my lover's arms, right under my nose, was so dreamlike that I couldn't fall asleep. I thought I was already dreaming...

In my dream, my wife's snoring seemed to transform into a different kind of soft moaning, a moaning that soothed my bones like a deep taste of pleasure, a soft song that captivated my heart like a joyful hymn...

In my dream, I was unaware that I was a guest... Where did my wife's joyful soft moaning come from?

The next morning, Zeng Beifang was the first to get up, saying that he had to go to the company as soon as possible. After exchanging pleasantries and saying goodbye to his still-sleeping Sister Ning, the two-meter-wide bed in Ning's mansion returned to normal. Ning Hui, with her S-shaped body still charmingly curled up in a half-deep, half-light dreamland, seemed to still be lingering on the intoxicating carnal pleasure she had shared with her husband and lover the night before.

Ning Hui slept a little longer than usual, only waking up with a start when the sun was high in the sky and blazing outside: "Huh? What time is it? I'll be late for work! Honey, why didn't you wake me?"

The intense sunlight streaming in made her eyes water. She tried to sit up, but her limbs gave way

, and she collapsed back down. I saw this and understood perfectly. I chuckled mischievously, like a typical stay-at-home husband: "Sigh, look at my wife, so delicate. She couldn't withstand the exertion of two men last night. Are your arms and legs sore? She's staying home to rest today."

"Huh? What did you say? No, no,"

Ning Hui tried to get up, but she looked utterly exhausted and couldn't manage it. Then she looked at me, as if she suddenly understood what I meant, and a blush crept onto her face. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"That's exactly right."

I couldn't stand my wife's coquettish act of being all lovey-dovey and yet refusing to admit it, so I hugged Ning Hui's soft body tightly. "Really, honey, don't go this morning. Ask the company for leave. Besides, if you rush over there, there might be traffic, and you'll have lunch by the time you get to the company."

Ning Hui thought it made sense, so she reached for her phone on the bedside table and called Xiao Li in the office. After confirming that there was nothing urgent at the company, she said that she had a bit of a cold and wasn't feeling well, and would come in the afternoon.

After saying that, Ning Hui playfully punched my shoulder, saying coquettishly, "It's all your fault! I've never taken a day off like this before."

"Hmm,"

I said, feigning seriousness, "Wife, that's not right."

"What's wrong?"

Ning Hui snuggled into my arms naturally, blinking her long eyelashes as she asked, "What's wrong with me, husband?"

"Taking a day off isn't the problem, the key is you have to tell people the truth! What do you mean you have a cold? You clearly had a threesome with two men all night, and couldn't get out of bed this morning."

After saying that, I deliberately avoided looking at Ning Hui, but a mischievous glint flashed in my eyes. "You bad

boy!"

Ning Hui's face instantly turned even redder than before, and when I uttered the two enchanting words "all night," Ning Hui's body trembled involuntarily. "It's all your fault!"

I clearly felt that tremor, but at that moment I didn't realize why my wife was trembling so dramatically. Then I hugged Ning Hui's smooth and warm body tightly and pecked her slightly flushed cheek: "Tch, maybe it wasn't me, at least I wasn't the main culprit. I only ejaculated once, that kid slept with you several times!"

Ning Hui's body suddenly tensed up, knowing that her husband's much-anticipated interrogation was about to begin.

This kind of interrogation had been staged countless times on the bed in the Ning mansion, and each time the content was the perverted husband asking his wife how she was fucked by other men and what she felt!

This was the supreme pleasure of a true, seasoned cuckold, you know what I mean.

"Hmph, it was you, you're the main culprit, you planned it well, didn't you? You pervert, you just keep performing magic tricks to make your wife..."

Ning Hui knew how to tickle her cuckolded husband's itch.

"So you want my wife to be fucked by other men?"

I was indeed aroused by my wife's teasing, and a shiver ran through my body. "Tell me, baby, how did it feel last night? Was it good? What's it like to have two men serving you at the same time, fucking you at the same time? Was it amazing?"

"Not at all!"

Ning Hui wasn't about to admit defeat, but the blush on her face was incredibly charming, completely betraying her.

"Oh, so my wife is a glutton, huh? Threesomes aren't enough, huh? Then next time, I'll call more men, let's have a foursome, if that's not enough, we'll have a fivesome, and so on, until my wife screams that she's had enough and is satisfied!"

Ning the cook said this almost without pausing, once in this kind of interrogation mode, Ning the cook's tongue was incredibly fluent.

Ning Hui knew she had fallen into Ning the cook's trap again, and was speechless for a moment, only her outstretched fist was already flying in the air.

"Hahaha,"

I chuckled shamelessly, "Quickly tell me the truth, wife. I couldn't even count how many orgasms you had last night. How many times did you have? I think it was three or four? Which one was the most exciting? Was it the two times you were on top of him, or the times he fucked you from behind?"

This question wasn't that difficult, was it? Ning Hui suddenly froze, her fists flying in the air suddenly falling down. She bit her lip, not daring to look at me.

"What's wrong?"

Ning Hui continued to press, still looking quite smug. "So what if you remember so quickly?"

"Mmm, husband..."

Ning Hui murmured, her face flushed.

"Mmm what? Quickly tell me the truth!"

I tried to comfort her. "It's okay, I know it wasn't the last time I fucked you. If you said it was one of his times, I won't be angry."

"Husband,"

Ning Hui suddenly looked at me with less of her seductive charm and more shame.

"What's wrong?"

My imagination suddenly raced, and my heart leaped into my throat. "Maybe... these last few times... weren't they?"

Ning Hui's face flushed red, clearly understanding what her husband meant. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded softly, "Yes."

"Huh?"

So this threesome drama has some hidden, explosive plot twists? "

You... you did it again while I was asleep?"

Ning Hui nodded timidly again.

What's going on? Wasn't I the last one to fall asleep last night?

Before my mouth could even close in surprise, Ning Hui quickly reached out and covered my mouth. "Honey, you're not angry, are you?"

"Angry about what?"

I'm not angry, I'm just stimulated. But this stimulation is the kind of hormonal stimulation that comes from being a cuckold. I'm so excited that I don't know what to say, and I stammer as I hug my wife tightly. "Quick...quick, tell me, honey, what...what's going on?"

"Smack,"

Ning Hui gently kissed me on the lips. "I'll only tell you if you're not angry, honey."

"Honey's not angry,"

I returned the kiss with a deep kiss. "The more lewd you are, the more I love you!"

"Hehe,"

Ning Hui finally looked relieved. "Okay, honey, tell me."

"Mmm!"

I nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Last night I was so tired at first, and I fell asleep quickly. But I don't know how long I slept, I felt something hard moving and rubbing against me from behind, which woke me up. I...I..."

"Damn, so that guy doesn't sleep still and was messing with you the whole time?"

"Yeah, he kept rubbing me with his thing."

"His? Which one? Please describe it clearly."

"His dick."

Ning Hui punched me. "It was hard the whole time."

"Her dick was hard? Is he a telephone pole? How can it be hard?"

I deliberately exclaimed.

"His dick was hard, how annoying."

Ning Hui punched me again. "A little while later, I don't know why, I felt...felt wet down there."

"You felt something?"

"Yeah, he sometimes did this to me when we slept together, but this time, I don't know...I don't know why, I got wet so quickly. It felt so...so good."

"I know, it's because your husband was right in front of you, and your lover was secretly doing this to you from behind, that's why you felt so good, right?"

This was terrible. My wife's description of the situation made me feel like I was on fire.

"Hmm,"

Ning Hui nodded but then seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly shook her head, "No, it's not like that."

"Still being stubborn, you're such a slut, but your husband likes it! Keep telling me how slutty you are! You little whore!"

Ning, the cook, was already excitedly spewing vulgarities.

"Mmm, he saw I was awake and tried to put it in."

"Put it in where? Please don't use pronouns like 'it,' just describe the body part directly."

"Mmm, honey, you're so perverted. He just put his hard cock into your wife's pussy."

"You didn't even flirt a little? You slutty wife!"

"I refused, but the more I refused, the more water... there was down there, oh no, my pussy was getting wet."

"Does this sneaky feeling make you feel more excited, that's why there's so much water?"

"Mmm... I,"

Ning Hui whimpered, and then I felt the fire in my body seem to have transferred to my wife's body. After that, Ning Hui's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "I don't know..."

"Tell me honestly, honey, isn't the feeling of sneaking around more exciting?"

"Mmm, I don't know,"

Ning Hui responded in a soft voice, her eyes alluring, accompanied by a gentle twisting of her body, "but... it's really so exciting."

Damn, I knew why my wife's snoring had turned into a joyful soft moaning. I thought it was a dream, but damn it, this really isn't a dream. When the four of us were together, I ostensibly cheated on Zeng Beifang with his mistress in front of him. Turns out, this guy had been holding back all along, and now he'd stolen me back—he secretly slept with my wife while I was asleep!

Not only did he openly have a threesome with my wife, but he also secretly continued his adulterous ways, giving me a unique kind of cuckold's horns!

"I didn't expect you to be such a slut, wife!"

I casually pinched my wife's nipple, finding it hard and tingling. "Your nipples are hard. Is this feeling of cheating particularly exciting?"

"Mmm..."

Ning Hui began to moan softly.

"Then his big cock secretly came up behind you right under your husband's nose, fucking you until you were dying and having orgasms, but you didn't dare to moan loudly, right, wife?"

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui moaned for a while, then said something that almost made her husband ejaculate, "How did you know, husband?"

Damn, did I really need to guess? My wife is so cute. I really didn't expect that this act of cheating would have such magical power, making my wife, such a virtuous woman, suddenly cheat on me like a harlot.

"So when he fucked you like that... how many orgasms did you have?"

"Hmm, let me think, husband..."

Ning Hui blinked her eyes and looked like she was really doing arithmetic, then gently exhaled, "Three... three times, husband."

"Damn, you're such a horny wife. No wonder you couldn't get up this morning because of your back pain. Which orgasm was the most exciting and stimulating?"

I asked, holding my breath.

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui whimpered softly, her crescent-shaped eyes half-open and half-closed, incredibly alluring.

"Just tell me, wife, is it when he's having sex with you in front of me or when he's secretly having sex with you behind my back? My little heart can take it."

Actually, I already knew the answer from my wife's hesitant movements, but for some reason, I felt a strange thrill from her infidelity. I had never felt this kind of thrill since the Ning Mansion Green Project, which encouraged my wife to sleep with other men, began.

It seems that the thrill of women cheating is innate; let's just consider it part of human nature for now. The problem is, as the cheated-on husband, Comrade Ning, in this affair at the Ning Mansion, where my wife and her lover were having an affair right under my nose under the guise of a threesome, I also felt the same thrill. What a bizarre character!

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui continued to moan coyly, her voice becoming increasingly sweet and seductive, "Don't be angry, honey."

"Mmm, I'll be angry if you don't say it."

After saying this signature Ning-style reply, I felt my cock was already loaded!

"The back..."

Ning Hui paused, then suddenly murmured breathlessly, "The back is even more exciting... more thrilling, honey."

After saying that, Ning Hui's whole body went limp, lying in my arms like a boneless waterfall.

"Slap slap,"

the sound of my wife's words was like an instruction to fire my little steel cannon. Before I could even move my cannon to the designated firing position on my wife's breasts according to the plan, a thick stream of semen gushed out from my glans, landing between Ning Hui's thighs... Damn

it, a threesome had been turned into my wife having an affair with her lover right under my nose, and damn it, it made my wife feel even more excited. There's a kind of green hat comrade Ning who says there's no limit to how green there can be, right?

In a few days until the weekend, it will be Ning Hui's college reunion. Meanwhile, on another front, the bearded guy remained completely still, making no move whatsoever. He's surprisingly composed. Looks like he's got something big planned.

The reunion took place as scheduled over the weekend, reportedly at a high-end club that combined dining and entertainment. Everyone chipped in as a gift, had a meal and drinks, and then, under the influence of alcohol, sang some songs. The bolder classmates told dirty jokes and confessed their crushes, then acted all mortified, while the more timid ones indulged in some private fantasies and moved on. That's pretty much the typical agenda for any reunion.

The most famous joke circulating is: "Reunion, classmates sleep together, ruining one couple at a time!" As

Ning Hui watched his wife and Zeng Meimei, all dressed up and looking all alluring, he felt a surge of inexplicable excitement, reciting the first part of that joke.

Zeng Daxia and Ning Hui had arranged to meet, and Zeng Daxia was driving. Since the two women were sure to drink, they told Ning Zhufu to drive them home.

Unfortunately, as soon as they left, Ning Zhufu was called away by Boss Qiao to a business dinner, and Comrade Xiong Xiong was indeed out of town on a business trip. So, the task of driving them home naturally fell to Zeng Beifang.

The class reunion was organized in the name of Ning Hui's university classmates. Except for a few who were abroad or out of town, most were present. There were about thirty people in total, mostly girls and only seven or eight boys, likely due to the English department. Surprisingly, Lu Xiaobin, who had lost contact with most of his classmates for several years, was coming!

Whether he was coming to see his classmates or to see Ning Hui, only heaven knew.

Ning Hui knew Lu Xiaobin was coming and initially said she didn't want to attend, fearing awkwardness, but the enthusiastic organizers persuaded her to come.

But damn it, some busybody somehow managed to seat Ning Hui and Lu Xiaobin together during the meal.

Lu Xiaobin was the last to arrive, and by then the room was already buzzing with activity, with nearly thirty female classmates creating a scene resembling seven or eight plays simultaneously, like three women making a drama. Roughly a third of the female classmates present were married, a third were in relationships, and a third were on their way to becoming "leftover women," so these women in different situations were sure to generate plenty of conversation to fuel the lively atmosphere.

Lu Xiaobin's entrance instantly silenced the room—partly because everyone hadn't seen this "goddess" in ages, and partly because his appearance was so unconventional it seemed like he came from another planet. His clothes were outdated and unfashionable, and his slightly neurotic expression created a sense of unease, making him seem completely out of place.

Those who are out of step with the times are either geniuses or outcasts. Fortunately, it was clear that Lu Xiaobin wasn't actually that unpopular among his classmates. As soon as Ai appeared, several groups of male and female classmates went to greet him and exchange pleasantries. The same question they all asked him was, "Long time no see! Where have you been?"

So much so that when Lu Xiaobin was led to the seat next to Ning Hui, Ning Hui hurriedly stood up, meeting Lu Xiaobin's surprised look—he hadn't expected to sit next to her—and after a slight awkwardness, Ning Hui, though a little nervous, still extended her hand and offered a polite smile, saying the same thing: "Hello, Xiaobin, long time no see."

Lu Xiaobin seemed still in a daze for a moment, then almost instinctively reached out and gently shook Ning Hui's hand. The instant his hand touched Ning Hui's palm, she could clearly feel that Lu's hand and body were trembling slightly.

Thus, Ning Hui sat next to Lu Xiaobin on her left, and Zeng Daxia on her right. Lu Xiaobin only noticed Zeng Meimei, who was separated from Ning Hui, after he had settled down. Instantly, Zeng Meimei frowned, glaring at Zeng Daxia with a hateful look.

Zeng Daxia gave an awkward smile and mumbled, "Hello, Xiaobin,"

before feeling a chill run down his spine.

He couldn't help but recall the scene in the riverside town where Lu Xiaobin had bumped into Zeng Meimei, who was walking intimately with Lu Gong. It was no wonder Zeng Daxia felt uneasy. He wasn't sure if this guy's eccentric behavior would lead to trouble with Ning Hui.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaobin didn't seem to lose his temper. Instead, in a conversation with Ning Hui that was more polite than friendly, Lu Xiaobin told her that he was still teaching at a rural primary school in that riverside town and that his summer vacation wasn't over yet, so he would be staying home for a while.

Ning Hui knew a little about Lu Xiaobin's situation from rumors among her classmates. She always understood that Lu Xiaobin's decision to teach in a remote rural area was entirely because of her, a choice made because of the unbearable heartbreak he had suffered.

In truth, Ning Hui had never fully let go of Lu Xiaobin's situation. Although she couldn't sacrifice her own happiness for charity, knowing that Lu Xiaobin was using such a self-destructive method to cope with his pain left a lingering ache in her heart. Ning Hui desperately wanted Lu Xiaobin to move on from his suffering, desperately wanted him to be happy—in her heart, Lu Xiaobin had always been a good boy: upright, honest, and devoted.

But reality was so cruel and real; someone was suffering so much for her, and she was powerless to help. That profound sense of powerlessness weighed heavily on Ning Hui's heart.

The class reunion proceeded according to plan, and after a few rounds of drinks, everyone began to gather in small groups to toast each other.

At this moment, a tall, bespectacled guy—reportedly Lu Xiaobin's best friend from university—approached Lu Xiaobin with a bottle of beer and said he wanted to have a drink with him.

Lu Xiaobin stood up and gave the bespectacled guy a warm hug, then picked up his glass and clinked it with his, about to drink. Unexpectedly, the bespectacled guy, holding the bottle, began to launch into a speech: "Sigh, I just don't understand what kind of world this is. So many women keep saying they want an honest, decent, talented, reliable, and moral husband. But if you actually find one like Lu Xiaobin, a good man willing to dedicate his youth and passion to our mountain education cause, where can you find one now? These women have all changed their tune, they've all become the type who'd rather laugh on a bicycle than cry in a BMW. Sigh, Lu Xiaobin, you're wasting your life like this, I really feel sorry for you."

These words naturally made the perceptive Ning Hui and Zeng Daxia understand the veiled criticism, and Ning Hui's face instantly turned red and white. Hearing his best friend being so insulted, Zeng Daxia was furious. He couldn't stand it and immediately jumped up from his seat, pointing a finger at the bespectacled classmate and unleashing a high-pitched, shrill yell: "Gao Zheng, are you crazy?!"

Ning Hui, hearing Zeng Daxia's outburst, quickly reached out to pull Zeng Meimei back, but Zeng Daxia, already a little tipsy, couldn't stop himself. "Are you brain-dead or what? Who are you implying? Why are you blaming us girls for this whole mess?" "What kind of absurd logic is this? You think a man kneeling down means we women have to submit to you? Even at the market, you pick the biggest vegetable! Don't you even look at yourself in the mirror? What right do you have to talk about this and that? Gao Zheng, what are you? You look so respectable, but your words are like those of a pig! I utterly despise you!"

Goodness, Zeng Daxia's sharp tongue instantly silenced everyone. All eyes turned to them, leaving the bespectacled Gao Zheng speechless. Lu Xiaobin, who was already seething with anger at Gao Zheng's insults towards Ning Hui, suddenly reached out and gave the bespectacled boy a half-hearted elbow: "Gao Zheng, go, go apologize to him! What nonsense are you spouting?"

Now Glasses was truly humiliated. He'd thought Zeng Daxia's words were somewhat reasonable, but he hadn't expected his own brother to side with him. He immediately became enraged: "Lu Xiaobin, I'm speaking up for you, and you're siding with the person who ruined you! Are you even a man?"

Lu Xiaobin remained motionless, his chest heaving violently. Ning Hui, standing nearby, was on the verge of tears, unsure how to speak. Several female classmates quickly came to pull Zeng Meimei and Ning Hui apart, some even handing Ning Hui a wet wipe.

"Is it worth it for such a heartless woman?"

Glasses continued to yell.

This yelling, however, provided Lu Xiaobin with a pretext to strike. Lu Xiaobin delivered a precise and powerful punch to Glasses' chest!

Most of the classmates present understood what was happening; Lu Xiaobin had punched Ning Hui… This

punch left everyone speechless. Some saw obsession, others saw deep affection…

But Ning Hui felt a twisted pain and helplessness in her heart…

This unexpected incident was eventually calmed down thanks to the coordination of the class reunion organizer, who had previously served as class monitor. Although the reunion proceeded as planned, Ning Hui felt preoccupied all night. Her smiles seemed forced, and she wondered if Lu Xiaobin was a dark cloud hanging over her heart, or if the past was just a passing breeze.

When the reunion ended, Ning Hui and Zeng Meimei waited for a while at the entrance of the clubhouse before Zeng Beifang arrived with his car.

The three of them arrived at the garage—Zeng Meimei had drunk quite a bit, mainly from her boisterous drinking contest with her male classmates—Zeng Beifang and Ning Hui helped Zeng Meimei to sit in the back seat. As Ning Hui prepared to get in, Zeng Beifang suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace, and cupped her face in his hands. With no one else around in the garage, this spontaneous act of intimacy between lovers was perfectly normal and natural—so normal that when Zeng Beifang's lips approached hers for a kiss, Ning Hui didn't seem to mind or refuse, but instead responded with a brief, shallow, yet very genuine kiss…

Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang's kiss, however, was clearly observed by a pair of eyes not far away through the dim garage light. The eyes radiated despair, helplessness, and pain…

These eyes belonged to Lu Xiaobin.

Extra Chapter: Extreme Desire ,

Chapter 1.

1. The Club Owner

It is now April 21, 2014. This is an underground SM club in K City. A square metal frame is pushed onto the dimly lit stage. If the lights were on, you would see a female body wearing a white, tight-fitting rubber suit suspended inside the square frame welded from stainless steel pipes. The four openings in the rubber suit reveal her mouth, breasts, and genitals. The shape of the suspended body, viewed from the side, resembles a chair missing its two hind legs—the two legs fixed perpendicular to the ground form the front legs, the forward-stretched back forms the seat, and the breasts and head, forced upward by the upward-hanging nipples, form the backrest.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Blood Rose Club. I am your host, Liu Mei. As the stage lights come on, the Queen of the Blood Rose Club, wearing a leather bikini, walks onto the stage. Liu Mei is 33 years old, 167 cm tall, a local of K City. Her parents work abroad, leaving Liu Mei to live with her grandmother. Liu Mei was a beautiful rogue from a young age; her every smile and gesture truly lived up to the "charming" in her name.

With her pretty face and a touch of seductive allure, she quickly attracted a number of suitors. One evening, at the age of 13, she was gang-raped and became pregnant. The child was too young to understand, and her elderly relatives were confused, causing a delay in the optimal time for abortion. She had no choice but to give birth. After giving birth, young Liu Mei, in despair, left home with a letter. Later, her parents returned from abroad after hearing about their daughter's situation, only to find her missing. After searching for two months without success, they had to leave the country again. At that time, young Liu Mei sought refuge with a few thugs, raising her child alone in the underground red-light district of K City. Their so-called protection consisted of the thugs providing her with food in return for her sexual services. Later, Liu Mei became a child prostitute, a profession she has maintained for 20 years. Due to the widespread use of the internet, Liu Mei's sex videos were widely circulated online from the age of 16.

Many older members of the club had casual sex with her, and even those who hadn't slept with her had seen her over 350 self-shot videos online. Later, as Liu Mei got older, she gradually stopped performing outside the club, only working as a host for video nude chat sessions. Until two years ago, when the struggling Blood Rose Club owner, 42-year-old Da Qiang, asked Liu Mei for help, she made a comeback as an SM queen. And indeed, after coming to the club, Liu Mei used her 20 years of experience to implement sweeping reforms. The club's business not only improved day by day, but it also gained a small reputation in the industry for its bold and unconventional performances, with every weekend's performances sold out. As the club's business improved, Da Qiang fawned over her, calling her "Sister Mei" all the time, and over time, the two actually developed feelings for each other and started living together. The pairing of a bastard and a prostitute has become a well-known story in the industry.

Daqiang, also from K City, whose real name is Liu Tianqiang, is not tall but has a stocky build. He's about 170 centimeters tall but is all muscle, with arms as thick as an average person's calf. When he was young, Daqiang was fair-skinned and rather delicate-looking, but because of his short stature, he was often bullied and even sexually exploited by several gay men for a period of time. Because of these experiences, Liu Tianqiang gradually became rebellious, extreme, and even had some perverted sexual fetishes. In addition, he met some bad influences at the gym and gradually joined the ranks of local thugs. The reason he was called Daqiang, despite his short stature and early twenties, was because he had an enormous penis that even black people would envy. When flaccid, it was the size of an average person's erect penis, and when erect, it was as thick as a 12-year-old child's arm. Because of his good looks, the two of them started an affair when Liu Mei debuted. Liu Mei never charged Daqiang for his services, which may be the reason why they are together now.

After Liu Mei walked onto the stage and bowed to the audience, she was about to speak when she heard someone in the audience jeer, "Sister Mei, it's been two years! We've missed you so much! We wanted to see you but couldn't find you!" "Yeah, it's been two years! Let us see you!" "Fine! Two years? Let you see me again!" Liu Mei said, pulling down her bra to reveal her 36D breasts. She then pulled down her leather panties, exposing her genitals, and lay back on the stage with her hands around her knees and her legs spread in an M-shape.

"Husbands~ See? This time it's okay!" "No, we can't see clearly, cameraman! Give us a close-up, turn on the lights!" Someone in the audience shouted.

As the lights intensified, a close-up of Liu Mei's pink genitals appeared on the club's backdrop, and whistles and cheers erupted from the audience, bringing the atmosphere to a climax. Seeing the enthusiastic atmosphere, Liu Mei also became interested and simply inserted her index and middle fingers into her vagina and her ring and little fingers into her anus, forcefully spreading her hands apart. Both her vagina and anus were stretched open by 4 centimeters, and the peristaltic cervix and rectal wall could be clearly seen through the large screen. Normally, without foreplay, very few people can open their vagina and anus this wide. However, Liu Mei had been in the industry for 20 years and had seen countless clients, so her vagina and anus were already worn out. Although she had started to pay attention to her health in recent years, she hadn't taken care of her recovery after giving birth at the age of 13 and started taking clients again. In addition, she was beautiful and could take 2 to 3 times more clients than her fellow women. At that time, the women in the sex industry jokingly called Liu Mei a workaholic, taking 5 to 6 clients a day, and up to 12 or 13 threesomes on holidays. Liu Mei now suffers from severe vaginal and rectal prolapse. When she sits on a stool for a long time, her uterus protrudes by 2 centimeters, and when she sneezes, half of her uterus protrudes. When she squats down, her rectum can protrude completely if she doesn't wear underwear. When Liu Mei goes out, she usually inserts a large dildo into her vagina, a 4-centimeter anal plug into her anus, and then puts on a chastity belt with steel wire to secure it.

Liu Mei was a woman with an extremely strong sex drive; otherwise, no woman would act like a prostitute like Liu Mei, insatiably demanding and enjoying herself. Seeing the enthusiastic atmosphere, Liu Mei became aroused as well, vigorously rubbing her clitoris with both thumbs. Her clitoris, about the thickness of an adult's little finger, slowly hardened until it protruded 1.5 centimeters from the foreskin. Many audience members were seeing such a large clitoris for the first time and were shocked. "

Is this real? Such a large clitoris is thicker than a child's penis! Did she get

silicone injections? How can a human clitoris grow that big! " "

Let me tell you, Xiao Mei's clitoris definitely grew this big naturally, she hasn't had anything injected. When she was 13, this little bean was bigger than other girls'. Usually, a girl's clitoris hasn't even fully developed by age 13, but hers was already halfway out. I've been fucking her for almost 20 years, I've seen the changes myself." (

This is an explanation of a man surnamed Liu, 50 years old. He used to be a small-time hoodlum in K City, but gradually made a name for himself and opened a restaurant. Now, people in the underworld call him Uncle Liu or Boss Liu.) After speaking with the person next to him, Uncle Liu called out to Liu Mei, who was getting into the swing of things on stage: "Little Mei, your little bean has grown so big! Is it because Daqiang hasn't been satisfying you these past two years? Come to Uncle Liu's house sometime, and Uncle Liu will help you clean your pussy again! Oh, by the way, why is your pussy getting pinker the more I fuck it? I remember it used to be two dark, droopy pieces of flesh."

"Ah~ Uncle Liu~ No~ Don't make fun of Little Mei, I~ I was just born this big, you've been helping Little Mei clean it for 20 years~ If you clean it any more, it'll get even bigger~ I'm afraid people will think I'm from Thailand~" While masturbating on stage, he said breathlessly, "I just got married to Daqiang a few days ago and had my labia bleached, otherwise those two rotten pieces of flesh would make me nauseous." What

Liu Mei didn't know was that Uncle Liu was also among those gang-raped when she was 13 years old, and even her current husband, Daqiang, was there. However, she was too young and frightened at the time, and it was dark, so it's no wonder she didn't recognize him. It's unclear what Uncle Liu and Daqiang's motives were, but despite knowing Liu Mei was the girl they had violated, they continued to keep the secret tacitly.

Now, Liu Mei was using her left hand to manipulate her protruding rectum, while her right hand covered her protruding cervix, rubbing it back and forth and inserting her right middle finger into the uterus through a small hole in the cervix, twisting it violently. The audience below erupted in another uproar at this sight. Uncle Liu, seeing this, stared wide-eyed, muttering after a long while, "This woman, Xiao Mei, is crazy! She dares to play with her uterus like that."

Then, realizing what he'd done, he turned to Daqiang in the last row and shouted, "Qiangzi! Is your wife crazy? She's picking at her ovaries! Be careful she doesn't die!"

Daqiang chuckled at Uncle Liu, "It's alright, Liu Mei does the same thing at home." "Think about it," Liu said, "her cunt's been fucked until it's like old tree bark. I bet the calluses inside her are thicker than my heel. A regular dildo wouldn't feel anything anymore; she'd have to stimulate her cervix to masturbate. I've even stuck my fingers inside her uterus to stimulate it, and it's fine."

Uncle Liu turned back, speechless, and muttered to himself after a long while, "I've lived 50 years and this is truly eye-opening. This bitch's willing to risk her life for fucking.

Besides, Daqiang is quite a character. Most people wouldn't even marry a woman who's been fucked by thousands, let alone let her masturbate in front of neighbors and friends. But Daqiang has his reasons: that slut Liu Mei, you can't find many men in the entire city who haven't fucked her. The semen inside her could feed whales! She's a whore and still trying to maintain a virtuous image!" Anyway, as long as it makes money for the club, what does it matter if she gets fucked to death? There's no real affection involved anyway; it's just a way to get her to solicit customers at the club.

Ah~ It's coming~ Ah~ With a scream from Wang Mei, her vaginal fluid spurted half a meter away, and then she lay on the stage, panting with her eyes half-closed. Three minutes later, Wang Mei stood up and smiled at the audience: Okay, everyone, have you seen enough? Don't delay the important matter.

At this moment, someone in the audience shouted, "Sister Mei, you still have a tail sticking out from behind! Ah, there's one in front too!" After she finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter again.

Liu Mei gave the audience a flirtatious look and said: You still have the nerve to say that? It's all your fathers, uncles, brothers, and younger brothers who ruined my asshole and vagina; now they can't even close. Never mind, I'll just leave it out like this." After saying that, she wiggled her buttocks on the stage, letting her protruding rectum swing from side to side, and then added coquettishly, "It's quite comfortable to leave it out like this." Without waiting for the audience's reaction, she raised her voice and shouted: "Next, please enjoy the human body display! With sex slave~ Black Rose~."

2. Black Rose

is a top-tier masochistic female slave in the SM world: exaggerated body modifications and unimaginable masochistic methods have made many people aware of this rising star in the SM world. More importantly, it is said that this girl is not even 20 years old. Such a young female body can satisfy the sensory stimulation of those perverts with heavy tastes for at least 15 years.

The stainless steel frame on the side of the stage was pushed up, and Liu Mei, ignoring the rectum that was still dripping intestinal fluid onto the stage and the fleshy pear hanging between her legs wriggling and spitting out white foam, showed every detail of this suspended female body to the audience under the stage lights. As each detail was revealed and explained, a collective gasp erupted from the audience. Close-up shots from the camera gradually revealed the reason for their astonishment:

Head: A one-piece rubber suit tightly wrapped around the girl's head. Protruding earpieces indicated that she was wearing earplugs, and an eye mask covered the eye area of the hood. Furthermore, a chain connected to the top of the hood led to a plug in the girl's anus, causing her head to tilt sharply backward. The girl's mouth wasn't filled with a typical gag, but rather with a black rubber rod about the thickness of an egg. A closer look revealed markings on the rod; the current marking at the teeth position was 45cm, indicating that the girl had swallowed 45cm of this egg-thick rubber rod. This length was no longer a simple deep throat; it resembled a sword-swallowing act in a circus—it had actually been inserted into her stomach. The end of the rubber rod also had a small hole of unknown purpose. Two transparent plastic tubes were inserted directly into the girl's trachea through her nostrils—this was to prevent choking from swallowing the rubber tubes!

Chest: The girl's breasts protruded through holes in the rubber suit's chest openings, the nipples pointing diagonally upwards, forcing the girl to strain her chest. Because the openings at the base of the breasts in the rubber suit were small, the base of the breasts was tightly constricted as they passed through the holes! Due to prolonged compression, the girl's breasts were a deep purple, swollen as if they might burst at any moment. At the top of the breasts were two enormous, dark brown nipples, not typical of a girl of her age, each about 2 cm thick and 2.5 cm long. Each dark brown nipple was pierced by two 2 mm diameter nipple studs in a cross shape.

If you look closely, you'll notice that the nipple studs weren't simply crossed but welded together at the intersection; that is, unless the entire nipple was removed, these ornaments couldn't be taken off. The welding points of the nipple studs were mischievously made into 3 mm diameter hexahedrons! Touching the nipples felt like having a tiny diamond embedded inside, keeping them constantly erect. It's no wonder that the 19-year-old's nipples were larger than those of a woman who had given birth to over a dozen children.

Each of the four heads of the nipple studs was inlaid with a small white diamond, about 3 millimeters in diameter, which sparkled under the light. A thin white chain crossed the neck, connecting the two nipples – this kept the nipples perfectly upturned, preventing sagging, and when the breasts trembled, the chain caused the hexagonal solder points inside the studs to rub against the diamonds on the outside of the studs, creating a dark brown areola about half a palm's size, keeping the nipples constantly stimulated. Another chain connecting the two nipples at opposite positions further intensified this stimulation. Because of this alteration, the milk ducts in the girl's nipples were completely destroyed, and the 19-year-old's milk was dripping slowly from the bottom of the studs onto the ground. The glittering ornaments stood out starkly against the backdrop of her large, black areolas.

Two roses, one on each nipple and one on each areola, are tattooed on the girl's breasts. The roses appear black due to the color of the nipples and areolas, which is likely why the girl is called "Black Rose." Below her left breast, in small red characters, about the size of a fingernail, is the inscription: "Liu Qianting, 1995.4.21." This small print is presumably the girl's name and birthday. Below her right breast, in large black characters, is the inscription: "Sex Slave, 2007.4.21, Owner: Zhao Dong." These words are strikingly prominent on the girl's fair breasts! Combining these two tattoos, if the guess is correct, she became a sex slave to a man named Zhao Dong in 2007. This means that from age 12 to 19 in 2014, she had been a sex slave for seven years!

The audience's shock didn't stop there; when their gaze fell on the girl's genitals, they were even more shocked!

Lower body: The girl's legs were spread 60 degrees and fixed to either side of a metal frame. Because her ankles were fixed, her legs were perpendicular to the ground, but because her nipples were pulled forward, the girl could only try to stick her buttocks out. This posture exposed her lower body to the audience without reservation.

An anal plug was inserted into the girl's anus, with a chain connecting the upper part of the plug to the girl's hair—whenever the girl bent her head, it would pull the anal plug inserted into her abdomen. The base of the anal plug was laser-engraved with: 9cm * 45cm. Such a long anal plug might be more suitable for an oversized dildo, while a normal person's rectum is only about 10 centimeters long. Such a long anal plug, completely inserted, must have reached into the large intestine! But where is the connection between the rectum and the large intestine? How did this huge thing get inserted? Many viewers might think it wasn't actually 45cm long, and that it might be a lie. But once you see the triangular bulge on the girl's abdomen, you'll know that the girl's 4cm thick anal plug is completely inserted into her body.

Moving the gaze downwards, the girl's vulva provided the audience with an extreme level of stimulation. The girl's clitoris was about two centimeters long and as thick as a little finger. At the base of the clitoris, it used the same cross-shaped design as a nipple pin, the only difference being that a small bell hung from the bottom of the cross-shaped pin, producing a clear, melodious sound as the girl's body trembled. The marks around the clitoris indicated that the clitoral foreskin had been removed. The girl's labia were adorned with a row of glittering gold ornaments: three 0.5cm diameter rings were inlaid at the base of each of the two labia majora. It was described as having six rings because they didn't pass through the labia majora like earrings, but rather were embedded in them like metal eyelets on a soccer shoe.

At this moment, six ropes passing through these eyelets were tied to the groin of the two thighs, pulling the labia majora to the left and right, allowing them to open to their maximum tolerable angle. The labia minora inside… The girl didn't have labia minora; the labia minora, which should have been the last line of defense for the vagina, had been cut off. When the labia majora were pulled open, they writhed and shimmered… The green vagina opened into a fist-sized opening. Don't doubt that a 19-year-old girl would open her vagina so wide; just look at the lower part of the vagina and you'll understand—an opening had been made below the girl's vagina. Usually, this

kind of vaginal incision is only performed on women with difficult labors. The difference is that the incision is sutured after delivery, but this girl's wasn't. The inner beauty was completely exposed to everyone. The reason for the green sheen was because the girl's vagina also had a tattoo: the labia majora as petals, the clitoris as the stamen, and a green stem extending into the vagina.

Following the stem inward, you'll find a large black letter "g" about 4 centimeters from the vaginal opening. This location is precisely the female G-spot; marking the G-spot so directly is quite innovative. Gently touching the G-spot reveals numerous small balls implanted beneath the skin. These balls roll around, stimulating the G-spot far more intensely than simple finger stimulation. Looking closer at the cervix, one finds a ring of text: Black Rose - Liu Qianting. This girl, Liu Qianting, is the Black Rose, about to undergo masochistic training. If you have sufficient knowledge of female genitalia, you'll notice something missing from the girl's vagina. Yes, this girl has no urethra!

According to Black Rose's own account, at age 16, during urethral dilation, she accidentally tore her urethra while attempting to insert a 3cm catheter. Her master then vertically dissected her urethra, completely detaching the portion not connected to the vaginal opening down to the sphincter at the bladder outlet. The green flower stem is tattooed along the remaining upper wall of the urethra! During intercourse, it feels as if something simultaneously penetrates both the vagina and urethra, providing double stimulation. The bladder sphincter, now exposed without the urethra's cover, allows for easy insertion of three fingers into the bladder. The G-spot, also unprotected by the urethra, is more easily stimulated.

This girl will no longer experience vaginal arousal, because vaginal arousal works by the urethral vestibule secreting fluid that is rapidly ejected through the urethra; however, since the girl lacks a urethra, the fluid flows into the vagina, creating a veritable "waterfall." According to Black Rose's own account: "My master once turned my body upside down for training, and after the training, my vaginal fluid overflowed."

The girl's inner thighs were covered with dense black tattoos bearing numerous characters: Virginity loss April 21, 2007; First childbirth April 21, 2007; Liu Zhi October 21, 2007; Liu Yue Anal training April 21, 2007; Urethral dilation April 21, 2008; Failed urethral reconstruction February 19, 2011; Breast reconstruction April 21, 2011; Clitoral reconstruction April 21, 2011; Vaginal reconstruction April 21, 2011; Vaginal dilation April 21, 2012; 1 punch December 25, 2012; Double fists; Anal dilation April 21, 2012; 1 punch.

This series of tattoos, approximately 13 centimeters long, recorded Zhang Qianting's experience as a sex slave. Because the tattooing technique used on her entire body was "deep needle technique," the ink penetrated deep into the dermis and could not be washed off. These tattoos became indelible marks of her status as a sex slave.

3. After the "Queen's" unexpected climax

was finished, Liu Mei noticed the audience was looking at her, their eyes filled with shock, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere. She coughed lightly and turned to walk to the front of the stage to interact with the audience and ease the tension. However, as soon as she turned, the prolapsed intestine behind her swayed due to centrifugal force, hitting the cold stainless steel frame.

This intestine, normally inside the abdomen, was already unbearable at 37.5°C; it couldn't withstand the sudden cold. With a scream, Liu Mei's legs went weak, and she knelt on the stage. Her uterus then hit the ground, causing her to scream again and jump up.

These two screams startled the audience, but after understanding what had happened, they burst into laughter, which helped to ease the tension.

Seeing that the awkward silence was over, Liu Mei said coquettishly, "Sigh, you men have ruined my body, and you heartless bastards don't even care about me, you even laugh at me."

At this moment, a young member who had recently joined the group in the front row said loudly, "Sister Mei, your vagina and intestines got covered in dust when you were on stage. You'll have an upset stomach when you put them back in. Let me clean them for you."

Liu Mei looked down and sure enough, her intestines and uterus were covered in a mess. Although the stage was cleaned regularly, it was still something you walked on, and even if you didn't wipe it for half a day, it would still get dusty. What's more, her uterus and the end of her intestines were wet and covered in intestinal fluid and vaginal fluid, which had just been mixed with mud when she was pressed on the ground. Normally, there was a clean mat under her during performances.

Hearing what the young member said, the audience immediately started to jeer again, and Liu Mei had no choice but to agree to go on stage and have someone clean her uterus. It's common for audience members to come on stage and get their hands on them, even to the point of being pinned to the ground and gang-raped by a dozen or so people. After all, Blood Rose's main focus is on bold and unconventional performances. Sometimes, to satisfy the audience's special needs, Liu Mei, dressed in a queen's outfit, is even subjected to some form of "training." It is precisely because of Liu Mei's interaction with the audience that Blood Rose has gradually gained fame in the SM community.

"Sister Xiaomei, I'm here." With that, the young member pulled out a towel and jumped onto the stage. Seeing him, Liu Mei spread her legs, bent her knees forward, and assumed a horse stance, tilting her head and smiling at the young man. This young man, a seasoned womanizer, wasn't embarrassed at all. He quickly approached Liu Mei, bent down facing her, and gestured for her to put her arms around his neck. Liu Mei readily accepted, resting her head on his shoulder and squinting her eyes in a blissful expression. This drew another round of laughter from the audience. But the next moment, Liu Mei suddenly widened her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and gasped for breath. The audience was stunned for a moment, then erupted into even louder laughter.

It turned out that the male member wasn't wiping Liu Mei's vulva at all; he was more like a housewife cleaning a stair railing—wrapping the towel around Liu Mei's prolapsed uterus, holding it with both hands, and twisting it back and forth. The uterus is the most delicate part of a woman's body. A normal woman might never even touch it in her lifetime. Only someone like Liu Mei, whose vagina had been thoroughly used and calloused, and who had completely lost all feeling from normal vaginal stimulation, would think of stimulating the uterus to satisfy her sexual desire. Even when Liu Mei was masturbating, she only lightly touched her uterus with both hands. How could such a delicate organ withstand the vigorous twisting and turning by a strong young man like a deep clean?

After only five or six twists, Liu Mei's eyes rolled back and she began to convulse. At the same time, her vulva, like a large clam, began to gush water. The young man didn't stop. Instead, he held a towel in one hand and grasped Liu Mei's uterus with the other, pushing the towel into her opening. After the entire towel was inserted, Liu Mei's uterus changed from a pear shape to a grapefruit shape. The young man's method of inserting the towel was clean and efficient; the whole process took less than 40 seconds, and Liu Mei ejaculated within 40 seconds. The young man stopped moving, and Liu Mei finally stopped climaxing, catching her breath. She glared at him, but instead of being angry, she said with great satisfaction, "Sigh, I haven't felt this good in almost 10 years. I wonder when you'd have time to come to my house and teach me your technique." The young man chuckled and said, "Little Mei, I can't do this technique myself; I need someone else to do it. I get weak after one or two strokes, how can I last this long?" Liu Mei felt a little discouraged and casually asked, "Handsome, who did you learn this technique from? Teach me, please." The young man smiled and said, "I practiced this technique on my girlfriend. It's no problem for me to teach you. My girlfriend is coming to K City next week to meet my parents, so we can go to your house together. I can also find you someone to practice with." "Ah, that's great! Wait for me at the club after it ends. I'll give you the address." The young man nodded and returned to his seat. Liu Mei was about to get up when she felt something strange in her lower body. Looking down, she was shocked. Although Liu Mei had vaginal prolapse, at most only her uterus would protrude. Now, her entire vagina was turned inside out, a dark red tube of flesh protruding 15 centimeters, the tip of which connected to a grapefruit-sized uterus. Grasping the uterus and looking inside, she found a towel. Liu Mei knew this was the young man's doing, so she pretended to glare angrily at him, but the young man wore a half-smile.

Liu Mei squeezed her prolapsed vagina again, quickly realizing that the excessive vaginal discharge combined with the young man's pulling had worsened the prolapse, causing the entire vagina to protrude. "Before, my vagina could only protrude with the pressure of my lower abdomen; now, it'll probably fall out with just one step," she thought. Hearing Liu Mei's seemingly self-deprecating remark, the audience burst into laughter again.

Perhaps due to Liu Mei's masturbation and the audience's commotion, the girl suspended in the metal frame couldn't bear it any longer. Being deaf and blind, and untouched for so long, she inevitably felt a little scared and began to wriggle slightly. The sound of the bell on her clitoris reminded Liu Mei.

Liu Mei checked the time and realized two hours had passed since the scheduled performance. She quickly reverted to her queenly demeanor, not even bothering to deal with the prolapsed towel in her vagina and uterus. "Ladies and gentlemen

," she said, "you bought tickets to see the show today mainly for Black Rose. It's getting late, so let's get down to business and not waste any more time on me. Anyway, if you want to see me, you can see me anytime I'm at the club. Black Rose is only performing here today. If you want to see her again, who knows how long you'll have to wait." After she finished speaking, the audience gradually quieted down.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure you've all seen the tattoos on her legs. These tattoos depict Liu Qianting, oh, the story of Black Rose's sex slave training. Today, we're going to give her a 19th birthday present—that is, to add another tattoo to her body in front of the elders of K City! Let's witness the birth of a super sex doll. I will invite my husband, Qiang, to be my assistant and perform with me for everyone. As Qiang walks onto the stage, the club lights dim, and a beam of white light shines on the girl suspended in the metal frame. The girl's nipples, clitoris, and the newly attached diamonds reflect seductive light with the natural trembling of her body.

Liu Mei took a nine-tailed whip from the backstage shelf, walked behind Black Rose, and swung it at her open vulva. The metal frame suspending the woman's body shook violently, followed by a painful groan. Due to the prolonged darkness, Liu Qianting's body had become extremely sensitive. The sudden whipping of her genitals caused a reflexive shudder. Normally, this might not seem like a problem—after all, the nine-tailed whip was a sex toy, and even forceful lashes wouldn't cause injury—but with her nipples suspended in the frame, the external stimulation caused a reflexive tremor that pulled at her bound nipples. The intense pain in her breasts instantly broke out in a cold sweat, instantly waking Liu Qianting, who had become drowsy from waiting.

After this opening lash, Liu Mei announced loudly: "Now we'll check the results of this little bitch's training, one by one. Hmm, now watch Black Rose—Liu Qianting's first performance for us: deep throat practice… Hmm, I feel the name Black Rose isn't quite right for such a cute girl. From now on, I'll just call her Tingting." Now, please enjoy Tingting's deep throat performance. 4. Performance Time:

Upon hearing the performance begin, Daqiang moved a half-meter-high wooden stump and placed it on Liu Xiting's head, standing on it so that his waist was level with Liu Xiting's head, which was tilted back high. Daqiang untied the gag from behind Tingting's head. Liu Xiting was very familiar with the performance, having practiced this every day with her master. When Daqiang completely pulled the gag out of the girl's mouth, a gasp of surprise rippled

through the audience. After all, few people would see someone pull a stick, nearly half a meter long and as thick as an egg, out of their mouth. Amid the gasps of astonishment, Daqiang showed the stick to the audience. Just when the audience thought Daqiang was about to pull out his weapon and mount her, Daqiang unexpectedly put the stick back into the girl's mouth. And he kept doing this. An adult can swallow a peeled egg, but it would be extremely painful to the throat. Everyone's seen sword swallowing in a circus—a half-meter-long iron sword swallowed down the throat and into the stomach. But combining the two is incredibly difficult, given the pain of having one's throat forcibly widened. As Daqiang's thrusts increased, so did the frequency. The girl began to buckle; her legs trembled uncontrollably, her body was covered in a fine layer of sweat, and painful groans gradually escaped from her nostrils through the breathing tube.

Daqiang stopped after 30 thrusts, finally giving the girl a chance to catch her breath. At this moment, Liu Mei announced: "Warm-up over. Let's begin the formal deep-throat training." The audience gasped. The brutal performance had just been a warm-up. Daqiang then pulled a stick from under the wooden stake, the same thickness as the previous one, but marked 55cm. Liu Qianting was about to swallow this 55cm-long object completely.

They repeated the previous actions, but when the stick reached 50cm, no matter how hard Daqiang tried, he couldn't insert it completely. At this point, Liu Mei signaled Daqiang to continue pushing, while she pressed down on Tingting's stomach. Her hand found a protrusion on Liu Qianting's chest, and with a forceful press, the remaining end of the stick in Daqiang's hand was shoved into the girl's mouth. Although the girl's face was contorted in pain, she still showed a relieved expression. Liu Mei then turned to the audience and explained: "The human stomach is L-shaped. Just now, the oral sex stick was pressed against the stomach wall, so it couldn't go in. When I was massaging Tingting, I bent the oral sex stick inside her stomach slightly, so it was pressed against the pylorus (a human organ)." The audience looked on with understanding.

Liu Mei removed Liu Qianting's earplugs, turned back to the audience with a slight smile, and asked: "Tingting, can you tell the audience why you used such a thick thing to practice deep throat?" Although the oral sex stick in her throat was painfully swollen, she could still manage to answer: "Because Master has a stallion. Master said that as a sex slave, I not only have to satisfy Master's demands but also take good care of Master's pet. That horse's penis is as long as an arm. Even if I ruin Tingnu's cunt, it still won't satisfy it. So I wanted to train my throat to use for Master's horse." "

Indeed, a very qualified sex slave," Liu Mei continued. Then she asked, "I see that the one inserted in your anus is thicker than the one in your throat. Is it also for your Master's stallion?" "No, it's because... because of my personal preference." Liu Ting's face flushed, and her voice grew softer and softer. "

Tingting, you have to say it louder. Only I can hear your voice; the audience can't," Liu Mei said mischievously. "

Because, because Tingting has been a perverted girl who likes to play with her anus since she was little." After saying this, Liu Qianting seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Her head naturally lowered, but she forgot that her hair was connected to the giant rubber plug in her anus. The downward movement caused the plug to thrust forcefully, and Liu Qianting's head tilted back again. Unlike before, when she tilted her head back, her mouth gasped for air like a fish out of water—even though there was still an egg-thick rod inserted in her throat, she probably wouldn't inhale much air. The girl's exposed ears were already bright red, looking like she was about to climax. Liu Mei quickly shoved Tingting's stomach, and the girl's climax was abruptly stopped by this slap.

The rubber rod in the girl's stomach had formed a bulge due to the girl's restrained position. The spot where Liu Mei had just slapped was this bulge. This slap vibrated half of the digestive system, and the intense pain and nausea cruelly interrupted the girl's impending climax.

Please, let Tingting climax! Just once. The girl was drenched in sweat, whether from stomach pain or the impending climax, it was hard to tell. "

How about this, answer my questions and I'll make you climax?" Liu Mei asked without waiting for a reply. "When did you first play with your anus?" "Ah, it was when I was nine." Liu Mei was shocked. Nine years old is an age when many children don't even understand gender, yet this girl was already masturbating through her anus. "Why do you play with your anus? What do you use? How do you play?" Liu Mei bombarded her with three questions. "

Because it feels good when I play with my anus. I usually use chopsticks, long bamboo chopsticks. I insert two chopsticks into my anus and alternate them in and out." "How often did you play with it?" "I played with it whenever no one was around. Sometimes when I was at school, I would insert a pencil into my anus and leave it there all day." The girl's ears turned red again, as if she was on the verge of another climax. "

You started playing with your anus when you were nine, and now you can make me climax just by simply recalling it?" Because my master told me that the best sex slaves can achieve orgasm through sexual fantasies. And my master also trained Xiting in this way; during training, Xiting achieved orgasm by recalling playing with her anus as a child. That's perverted! Tell me, how did you manage to insert that 9cm thick, 45cm long anal plug into your stomach? When I was 9, I started using two chopsticks, and after about three months I could insert six chopsticks into my anus. The girl said this with pride, then continued, "When I met my master at 12, I could insert something 4cm thick." Oh, at 12 you could dilate to 4cm, why are you only able to dilate to 9cm at 19? Because… the girl blushed and said my master said my anal muscles had already dilated to their maximum; further dilation would cause my anus to tear, unless I grew a little older. My master said that by 25 my anus would dilate to 11cm. After hearing this, Liu Mei thought to herself, "Liu Qianting's anus is truly remarkable. It's as if all the folds of the anal sphincter have been smoothed out, stretching it directly to the limit of muscle extension." If she remembered correctly, Liu Mei's own could only expand to about 9 centimeters, the same as Liu Qianting's now.

After waiting a while and seeing that Liu Mei didn't react, the girl continued, "When I was 11 years old, I accidentally fell while inserting a mop handle into my anus. The mop went in very deep, and it hurt a lot. I cried for a long time. A few days later, when my stomach pain subsided, I found that my anus was much deeper than before. Later, with the help of my owner, it became like this now." Liu Mei said, "It must have been that when you fell, the mop handle broke the ligaments that held your intestines in place when it went in." "That's what my owner said too," the girl nodded in affirmation.

Liu Mei suddenly thought of a question and asked, "Do you have a rectal prolapse problem?" "Yes, some girls blushed and got it after that mop incident, and they still have it now." Liu Mei touched her tail, which was still dripping with intestinal fluid, and asked, "How long is it now?" The girl thought for a moment and said, "About half a meter. When it's fully pulled out, it hangs down to the ground." Before Liu Mei could ask again, the girl continued, "When I prolapse, half of my large intestine comes out too. I think it's a problem I had as a child. I usually wear an anal plug, but it's not as long as this. I usually only carry a 9*9 one when I go out.

By the way, because of extreme anal dilation and prolonged use of anal plugs, my sphincter muscles have completely failed." After saying this, the girl's body began to tremble again, and her breathing became rapid. "Hmm...hmm...I'm done. Can you make Qian Ting orgasm?" "Okay, since you're a qualified sex slave, I'll let you have your fun first." Liu Mei said with a playful smile. "How can I help you?" "Ah, thank you...thank you. Just help me insert and remove the anal plug." After saying that, Liu Qian Ting added somewhat awkwardly, "If possible, please use more force." Liu Mei had a large, transparent plastic basin brought out from backstage and placed between Liu Qianting's legs to collect the vaginal fluid.

This time, Da Qiang, without Liu Mei's prompting, went behind the girl, unchained her hair, and grasped the exposed base of the anal plug with both hands. Looking at the audience, he said, "Haha, dear audience members, please count down with me, 3, 2..." As Da Qiang counted down, the audience roared along, "3, 2..." Hearing the countdown, the girl became even more excited, breathing rapidly and heavily. Although all her sensitive areas were chained to the metal frame, she still tried to arch her back and thrust her buttocks back, causing the originally horizontal anal plug to tilt slightly upwards.

With the arrival of the "1," Da Qiang roared, pulling out the giant anal plug from the girl's anus with all his might, like a tug-of-war. Accompanied by the girl's piercing scream, the anal plug flew out of the 9-centimeter-long, blood-red hole in her buttocks. Daqiang had expected that such a thick and long anal plug would offer some resistance when pulled out quickly, but to his surprise, it came out as easily as if it had been inserted into the girl's anus. He nearly fell over due to the force, taking four or five steps back before regaining his balance.

With the negative pressure created by the plug's removal, the girl's intestines everted out of her anus, hanging down to her knees. A large amount of intestinal fluid was poured into the basin between her legs with a whoosh. It was described as poured in rather than flowing in or gushing out because the girl's gushing intestinal fluid resembled someone standing and pouring a bowl of water directly into a basin at their feet—a large quantity and a rapid flow.

The girl's screams lasted for five or six seconds before stopping, as if she were screaming madly, "Don't stop! Keep going! Keep going! Play me to death! Play Tingting to death!" Seeing this, Liu Mei, wagging her still-dripping tail, came behind the girl, blocking Da Qiang who was about to step forward. She washed her right hand in the basin beneath the girl, then used her left hand to lift the girl's rectum, inserting it like a glove, pausing at the elbow, and then continuing deeper into the girl's anus amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, until her entire upper arm was inside.

The girl's tightly clenched belly clearly showed the location of Liu Mei's fist. Liu Mei completely withdrew her fist, at which point the girl's rectum slowly turned out like a long red rubber glove, then penetrated deeper into her shoulder, each time completely withdrawing and then fully re-entering. After three such attempts, the sound of water dripping from the basin could be heard again; the girl had climaxed. As the girl trembled, the fluid, freed from the urethral confinement, flowed out of her vagina like a leaky faucet. Liu Mei didn't stop her actions after the girl's orgasm. As Liu Mei continued thrusting into the girl's vagina, gushes of vaginal fluid continued to flow. After about three or four thrusts, the girl's vagina would release a stream of fluid, until Liu Mei had thrust forty or fifty times, and the girl's body was only trembling, with no more fluid flowing.

Liu Mei withdrew her dripping arm, glanced back at the girl's head drooping limply from the continuous orgasms, then turned to the audience and said, "It seems our poor sex doll, Xiao Tingting, is out of oil." The audience laughed. Liu Mei continued, "I'm very sorry, we need to add some oil to this poor little doll before we can continue the performance." She then gestured for Da Qiang to come forward and pry open the girl's mouth. Liu Mei picked up a plastic basin filled halfway with vaginal fluid and intestinal fluid from between the girl's legs and brought it to the girl's head. She slowly poured the fluid into the girl's stomach through a small hole in a plastic rod in her throat. Then she picked up a container mixed with 1.5 liters of glucose solution and saline solution. The girl's abdomen swelled up as a large amount of fluid was poured in. Indeed, the small hole in the middle of the rubber rod in the girl's mouth was for refueling her; this hole ran through the entire rod, making it a super thick rubber tube.

While the audience waited for the doll to regain its power, Liu Mei returned to the front of the stage and said in a coquettish tone, "My whole arm is sticky, it's so uncomfortable." She then turned back and said, "Brother Qiang, help me up, I'll get a towel to wipe it." She even gave the audience a flirtatious wink; that handsome young man was so considerate, he even left me a towel. Da Qiang came over and supported Liu Mei's waist. Liu Mei supported her uterus with one hand, and with the other hand, she inserted her index and middle fingers into the constantly opening and closing cervix, gripping the towel and pulling it out forcefully. As Liu Mei's legs trembled, the towel was gradually pulled out. Due to the repeated expansion caused by the foreign object, Liu Mei's cervix opened a 4-centimeter diameter opening. Liu Mei symbolically wiped her wet arm and then threw the towel on the ground.

Then she lifted up her open uterus and showed it to the audience, then turned to Da Qiang coquettishly and said, "Brother Qiang, my lower body is completely broken. Looks like you'll have to masturbate yourself from now on." "Masturbate it then, hehe, looks like I've got a new way to play." Amid Liu Mei's screams, Da Qiang freed one hand and tugged at Liu Mei's protruding intestines a couple of times, chuckling. "

I'll try masturbating once, but this thing is kind of in the way." Without waiting for Liu Mei's reaction, he used his brute strength, like an adult spanking a child, to flip Liu Mei over and trap her under his arm.

Liu Mei's position was now with her snow-white buttocks sticking out towards the audience, and Da Qiang, with Liu Mei's waist between his legs, said to the audience, "This slut's intestines coming out of her ass are too much of a nuisance." After saying that, he grabbed the end of Liu Mei's intestines with one hand, rolled it into a ball, and shoved it into Liu Mei's anus in an extremely savage manner, along with his fist. But as soon as he pulled his hand out, Liu Mei's rectum inadvertently leaked out again. Alas, this slut was played with too much when she was young, her anus was ruined, it needs to be plugged. Anyone willing to lend me a plug? It was the same young man who had gone up on stage earlier to wipe Liu Mei's uterus. He tossed up a two-and-a-half-ounce glass (the kind of clear glass you'd normally drink beer from). Liu Tianqiang caught it and, like scooping noodles, used the glass to lift Liu Mei's intestines and stuffed the glass, along with the contents, into her anus. Luckily, the rim of the glass was a little wider than the base, and Liu Mei's anus pushed the glass out halfway before it got stuck. From below the stage, Liu Mei's anus looked stretched open into a circle, with a bunch of bright red, tender flesh in the middle, making Liu Mei's anus look very... perverted.

After dealing with Liu Mei's anus, Da Qiang spread Liu Mei's legs wide and placed her on the wooden stool they had just been on. He then pulled down his pants, revealing his enormous member between his legs.

Amidst the gasps of the audience and the screams of the women, he circled the arena, displaying his impressive physique. Although Liu Tianqiang was fair-skinned, his enormous penis was a glossy black, clearly the mark of a womanizer. This 25-centimeter-long, 4-centimeter-thick penis was tattooed with a dragon, which bounced vividly with each step Liu Tianqiang took. It was said that this dragon was forcibly tattooed on Liu Tianqiang when he was abducted by gay men, and he hadn't washed it off even after he escaped them.

After displaying his genitals, Liu Tianqiang went directly to Liu Mei, who was spreading her legs wide, her genitals facing the audience. He turned around, straddled Liu Mei's stomach, reached into her cervix, and inserted his thumbs and forefingers into her wide-open cervix, then pulled it apart with a "hey!" This was beyond Liu Mei's imagination. She never expected her husband to intend to use her uterus as a masturbation device.

The intense pain caused Liu Mei to writhe wildly. Liu Tianqiang simply sat on Liu Mei's visibly sunken abdomen, which had lost the support of her genitals, and hooked his legs around hers, preventing them from closing. Liu Mei was no match for Liu Tianqiang's brute strength; after a few struggles, she was exhausted and could only let Liu Tianqiang do as he pleased. Looking at Liu Mei's cervix, it had been completely stretched open under Liu Tianqiang's muscular arms. Taking advantage of the situation, Liu Tianqiang inserted his ring and little fingers as well. Now, Liu Mei's cervix was split open by Liu Tianqiang's eight fingers into a gaping hole the size of an infant's head, reaching the level of a woman giving birth. Liu Mei had already fainted from the pain.

Good heavens! At this rate, I think Liu Mei's uterus will be ruined in a couple of years. Will this bitch have to play with her ovaries to have an orgasm in the future? Uncle Liu, sitting in the audience, stared in disbelief.

Liu Tianqiang, hearing this, reassured Uncle Liu, "Don't worry, Liu Mei's uterus is definitely damaged. She's been a prostitute for 20 years without taking birth control pills and has never gotten pregnant. But Uncle Liu, your idea is good. Let's play with her ovaries now." He ordered two urethral vibrators to be brought from backstage. These urethral vibrators were custom-made by Liu Tianqiang. They were simple: two vibrating eggs were fixed to a stainless steel catheter rod. The principle was that the vibrations from the eggs were transmitted deep into the urethra through the catheter rod.

It turned out that Liu Mei was too embarrassed to give birth in a hospital back then. At 13, she gave birth to her daughter alone in a small, dark room. Lacking physiological knowledge, she could only arbitrarily manipulate her genitals, leading to chronic illnesses. This is why, in her early thirties, she suffered from severe vaginal prolapse, a condition typically associated with older women.

Just as Liu Tianqiang was about to insert the penis into the small opening in her uterus, the young man sitting in the front row quickly stepped forward to stop him, saying, "Brother Qiang, don't insert it. A woman's fallopian tubes are too delicate. If you use too much force or insert it too deeply, it could be fatal. You keep holding her uterus open, I'll handle it." He then picked up two sticks, scraped some vaginal fluid from Liu Mei's uterus, and inserted them into the two small openings in the uterine wall. The young man seemed quite skilled, slowly inserting the penis into the uterus using a two-in-one-out technique. He stopped when it was inserted about 4 or 5 centimeters, then turned on the vibrator and began to rotate the catheter with his index fingers and thumbs.

Liu Mei woke up as soon as the vibrator was turned on. As the young man's hand moved, her body trembled involuntarily. Then, she opened her mouth wide and gasped for air, her large breasts heaving violently with each chest movement. Almost instantly, her exposed uterus and vagina secreted a large amount of lubrication, which dripped down her buttocks onto the stage, quickly forming a large puddle.

Suddenly, Liu Mei's body convulsed violently like someone suffering from severe epilepsy, experiencing another intense orgasm.

Seeing Liu Mei reach her climax, the young man withdrew his penis and prepared to leave the stage. Da Qiang stopped him, saying, "Your technique is really good! Interested in helping out at my place?" The young man stopped and replied, "I've arranged to meet Sister Mei next Saturday. If you're interested, Brother Qiang, let's come together on Saturday. We'll talk about the details then." Liu Tianqiang nodded and continued his unfinished performance. Seeing Liu Mei still savoring the afterglow of her climax, Liu Tianqiang directly flipped her uterus over and placed it on his massive glans. He grasped the uterus with his right hand and pulled it back, making Liu Mei's uterus like a male masturbator on his penis. Ignoring Liu Mei's reaction, he began to manipulate it. While manipulating it, he said, "This woman's cunt is so wide and loose. I've been married to her for two years and we can't even have normal intercourse once. This time, fucking her uterus is like consummating our marriage." The audience below, hearing him say this, chimed in: "You still have the nerve to say that? You started fucking Liu Mei when she was 13. Your big cock stretched her cunt so wide and big that we could only fuck her anus when we were with her." Before Liu Tianqiang could reply, Liu Mei, who had just come back to her senses and ignored the pain in her lower body, said to Daqiang: "Ha, Brother Qiang, I finally have a hole for you to fuck again, so you won't say my cunt is loose when you want to fuck me later." Liu Tianqiang saw that Liu Qianting had almost recovered, and took the opportunity to say: "Slut, I'll let you off the hook for now. The audience bought tickets to see Black Rose, don't delay everyone. Wash up and wait in bed tonight, I'll fuck you to death, you slut." After saying that, he stood up, and pulled Liu Mei up. The couple, with a cup stuffed in one anus, her cervix between her legs, her uterus open and dripping, and her penis erect, walked to the metal frame. One has to admire Liu Mei. Most women, having just experienced an orgasm and then having their uterus forcibly dilated, would struggle to even stand, let alone walk. Liu Mei, however, only walked with a slight unsteadiness.

Hearing Liu Mei and Da Qiang approach to continue their abuse, Liu Qianting, on the shelf, said: "Actually, Qianting's uterus can also be pulled out and played with, but Qianting can't actively remove it right now; she needs help." The audience erupted in uproar. Everyone knew the uterus was a woman's most delicate and vulnerable part. It was one thing for an old hag like Liu Mei to disregard her own life and let others play with it, but it was unbelievable that such a delicate 19-year-old girl would also have her uterus manipulated.

Hearing this, Liu Mei asked: "Little Tingting, playing with a uterus is a very dangerous game for a girl. If your uterus is frequently played with, you won't be able to have babies." "It's okay," Liu Mei replied, "Qianting and Master's two babies are already six years old; they're both very cute children." The master said that Xiting's uterus was no longer useful and could be played with at will. He also said he often inserted strange things into it. When he brought me here, he told me he no longer needed my uterus. So you became a mother at 12? That's amazing, twins too! Is your master your father? Liu Mei asked in surprise. "

You could say that, but the master said the babies can't call him 'Dad,' they have to call him 'Master,'" the girl replied weakly.

Hearing the girl's answer, Liu Mei was shocked. Could there really be perverts who raise their own daughters as sex slaves? But after a moment's thought, it made sense. After all, it wasn't surprising that someone could be so ruthless as to gradually transform a 12-year-old girl into the perverted person before her.

Liu Mei stroked the tattoos on the girl's body and asked, "Your first birth was April 21, 2007. Both dates are your 12th birthday. Is there a mistake?" Also, Liu Yue was born on October 21, 2007. How come there's only a six-month gap between her two pregnancies? Well… Liu Qianting began to recount her pregnancy and childbirth experiences.

It turns out that Liu Qianting's owner, Sun Bin, was an obstetrician and gynecologist at a hospital, and also a fanatical demographer. He was using Liu Qianting as a live subject for his thesis, "A Feasibility Study on Rapid Population Growth." This research aimed to rapidly restore population after a global catastrophe that had drastically reduced the population. Liu Bin believed that 12-year-old girls were capable of reproduction, and shortening the reproductive age of women was a way to rapidly increase the population. To prove this idea, he injected his sperm into the uterus of Liu Qianting, who was still a virgin at age 11, making her pregnant.

Six months into her pregnancy, Liu Qianting miscarried due to an accidental fall, losing her virginity to the fetus. This severely premature baby miraculously survived thanks to Sun Bin's efforts; this was Liu Qianting's eldest son, Liu Zhi. Through this accident, Sun Bin discovered another way to rapidly increase the population—shortening the gestation period. Liu Qianting, who had just given birth, became pregnant again half a month later through Sun Bin's daily artificial insemination. Five and a half months later, her second daughter, Liu Yue, was born through induced labor.

Afterward, Sun Bin performed artificial insemination on Liu Qianting every month. The fertilized egg would develop in Liu Qianting's body for a month before being retrieved and tested in a laboratory. This explains why Liu Qianting said her master often inserted strange objects into her uterus. If all these fertilized eggs survived, it would be equivalent to Liu Qianting giving birth to more than 80 children in seven years. The added effect of such frequent conception was that the girl never experienced menstruation—she would begin artificial insemination as soon as menstruation was due. For the next seven years, whenever her ovaries began to ovulate, she was artificially conceived. Sometimes, even before the ovaries had released an egg, Sun Bin would use tools to retrieve the egg from Liu Qianting's ovaries through the fallopian tubes and place it in her uterus for fertilization experiments. For these reasons, Liu Qianting's uterus was constantly in a state of conception, never experiencing menstruation.

It could be said that for the seven years Liu Qianting served as Sun Bin's sex slave, or rather, his embryo-producing machine, she spent every day in a state of pregnancy. This explains why her breasts are still lactating, with dark brown areolas covering a third of her breasts and 2-centimeter-long black nipples. Any woman's breasts would become this strange under seven years of hormonal stimulation, which explains why Liu Qianting is still producing milk six years after giving birth.

Every modification Sun Bin made to the girl's genitals—such as cutting off the labia minora and urethra, permanently separating the labia majora by fixing them to the groin, and cutting the vaginal opening to the size of a fist—was all to facilitate the extraction of fertilized eggs from the girl's uterus. Liu Qianting's adorned breasts and clitoris, and her enlarged and perverted anus, were all created at her own request! Yes, the girl willingly underwent this transformation; her motives for such extreme self-torture remain unknown. Sun Bin also enjoys relaxing after a long day of work—playing with this sex doll that leaks fluid at the slightest touch.

The description "leaks fluid at the slightest touch" is no exaggeration for Liu Qianting; her body has been thoroughly transformed, both physically and mentally! As a medical doctor, Sun Bin also has some knowledge of psychology. Through his relentless hypnosis and long-term psychological suggestion, Liu Qianting can now orgasm within five minutes simply by fantasizing about playing with her anus. If he lightly touches her anus a few times, the orgasm can be shortened to an astonishingly short one minute. The results of this training are evident in the recent deep anal penetration performance; Liu Qianting experienced multiple orgasms after just 40 thrusts, until she could no longer ejaculate. Sun Bin is currently intensifying this training, and Liu Qianting's orgasms are becoming increasingly rapid.

Sun Bin had carefully experimented and found that if Liu Qianting's breasts weren't restrained, the friction of the ornaments on her nipples caused by the movement of her breasts during a five-minute jog, and the friction of the ornaments on her large, unforeseen clitoris, could also bring her to orgasm. Not to mention the stimulation of the G-spot—a conspicuously modified spot—by inserting fingers into the girl's permanently open vagina—the intense stimulation from the implanted foreign object and the loss of half of the urethra covering the G-spot could cause the girl to become extremely aroused within three seconds and reach orgasm within five seconds!

The girl's large clitoris was different from Liu Mei's naturally large one; it had been modified using special techniques. Similar to penile enlargement surgery, a portion of the corpora cavernosa, which should have been hidden inside the body, was pulled out, and liquid silicone used for breast augmentation was injected into the clitoris. These two modifications made the girl's clitoris enormous, and the clitoral skin became even more sensitive due to the tautness.

So it's no exaggeration to say that the girl would leak everywhere if touched so lightly. She even has to wear special underwear to prevent leaks while at school. School? Yes, the girl is currently a student at an arts school, but that's a story for later; the performance on stage continues.

After the girl finished her story, Liu Mei was not only astonished by the potential of a woman's uterus, but also by the fact that the girl's transformation wasn't forced, but rather voluntary or self-initiated. She asked, "Why did you want your master to transform your body into such a perverted state?" The girl paused for a moment, then replied, "At first, it was for revenge! But after the transformation, it's easier to reach orgasm, and later I became addicted to the feeling of orgasm. So I begged my master to continue the transformation." Liu Mei was also stunned by the girl's answer and continued, "Revenge? Who are you trying to get revenge on by abusing your body?" "My mother!" the girl answered loudly. A rebellious girl, Liu Mei thought. "

My mother is a lowly prostitute. From as far back as I can remember, she's been lying naked on the bed every day waiting for men to fuck her. The kids all call me a bastard little bitch!" "I just want to make my body even more slutty so men can see that a whore's daughter is still a whore, and a more despicable and perverted one at that!" the girl said fiercely.

Liu Mei felt embarrassed, after all, she was also a whore herself. Hearing the girl say this, she couldn't help but think of herself: her own daughter often saw her naked in bed with men when she was little. Her daughter knew the nature of her work and would always go back to her room after school and do her own thing, even though she was disgusted, she wouldn't interfere no matter how loud Liu Mei was. Later, perhaps both her daughter and Liu Mei got used to it. Liu Mei could even take a moment to greet her daughter when she came home from school while being raped by two men in the living room at the same time. Sometimes, Liu Mei's daughter would even sit in the living room at her uncles' request, watching TV while kneading her mother's breasts that were shaking back and forth from being raped. "My daughter is so sensible," Liu Mei sighed. She couldn't help but feel a surge of pride, thinking that although her daughter had a prostitute mother, her academic performance was outstanding; she had always been a top student in her class throughout elementary school. However, as her daughter grew older and her work became unsuitable for raising a child, she had to let her daughter live with her adoptive father under the guise of a single-parent family facing difficulties. Liu Mei trusted her daughter's adoptive father; after all, having her daughter live with a highly educated family would allow her to receive a better education. After all, no prostitute mother would be proud of her daughter following in her footsteps. More importantly, her daughter's adoptive father didn't mind Liu Mei's profession. Under his care, her daughter had become more considerate, returning home once a week to report on her week's events to her mother for four hours, from 1 PM to 5 PM. Sometimes, Liu Mei would listen to her daughter's reports while being sexually assaulted by several men. Sometimes, when there were too many men at once, Liu Mei's daughter would say to the clients: "Uncles, one of you can go from back to front, and the other from front. Don't let Mom give me oral sex yet. I can only come home for four hours a week; let Mom chat with me." Whenever the clients heard Liu Mei's daughter say this, they would laugh and praise her for being so sensible. Liu Mei would always be deeply moved, because her daughter would tell her mother before leaving, "I understand you." Indeed, it wasn't easy for a frail 13-year-old girl to support her daughter through prostitution, even though Liu Mei enjoyed it. But what could move Liu Mei more than her daughter's understanding of her mother's prostitution?

Liu Qianting's next words interrupted Liu Mei's reminiscence: "Later, when I was nine, I experienced my first orgasm by playing with my anus, and I gradually forgave my mother. The feeling of orgasm is so wonderful; no wonder my mother was addicted to it every day. I thank my mother for passing on such a lewd body to me, making it easier for me to reach orgasm! And I thank my master for transforming my body, allowing me to experience the ultimate pleasure of being a woman!" Liu Mei suddenly wanted to know which of her sisters had given birth to such a wonderful daughter, so she interrupted the girl's musings with a smile and asked, "What's your mother's name? Maybe your mother and I are good friends." "Sorry, my master doesn't allow me to say my mother's name," the girl quickly replied.

At this moment, Liu Mei remembered that the girl was wearing a hood and blindfold when she was brought over, and the delivery person repeatedly emphasized that the girl's hood was not allowed to be removed. Liu Mei thought it was probably to prevent being doxxed; after all, it would be very troublesome if the identity of a girl with such a perverted body were known. Having figured this out, Liu Mei stopped asking questions and said, "Since that's the case, then we'll start playing with your little slut's uterus." "Oh, I'm really looking forward to it too. If my uterus weren't useful to my master, I would have wanted to let him play with it long ago," the girl said expectantly.

Liu Tianqiang stepped forward and took Liu Mei's place. "Before playing with your uterus, I need to 'drain' you first, so it won't be slippery later." He then reached into the girl's open vagina and blindfolded his index finger, inserting it into the bladder that had lost its urethra. The bladder sphincter only struggled for a moment before being breached, reaching the base of Liu Tianqiang's finger. "

It feels rough... so this is what the inside of a bladder feels like. This is the first time I've ever touched one." After saying that, he pressed his fingers firmly against the girl's bladder wall and rubbed them together.

"Ouch, don't be so rough, it hurts!" the girl screamed, even twisting her body violently despite the restraint on her nipples. The fingers sliding back and forth inside her bladder made her feel as if she were being pricked with needles. The bladder, an organ that never sees the light of day, is extremely sensitive; even a slight stimulation can cause intense pain, no wonder the girl reacted so violently.

"Haha, here's a little punishment for you, you perverted girl." He stopped moving his index finger. "Huh? There seems to be something inside!" Before the girl could answer, Liu Tianqiang's index finger touched several objects inside the girl's fluid-filled bladder. He then hooked his index finger upwards and lifted his arm.

The audience watched as the girl's body followed Liu Tianqiang's movement and lifted slightly, wondering if the girl's delicate bladder would be torn open by this brute.

As Liu Tianqiang's finger lifted, the opening of the girl's bladder was stretched into an oval shape, and urine flowed out from the gap below his finger.

Seeing that the girl's bladder was no longer leaking fluid, Liu Tianqiang mischievously put his finger in Liu Mei's mouth, making her lick it clean. Liu Mei glared at Daqiang, but seeing the expectant eyes of the audience below, she had no choice but to obediently put her finger in her mouth. "Wow, it smells so good! There's absolutely no fishy smell!" Liu Mei exclaimed in surprise. "

The master doesn't like Tingting's smell and requires her to clean her bladder and intestines three times a day," Liu Qianting explained. "

So how do you clean them?" Liu Mei was very interested. It's common for prostitutes to lose control of their bladders during sex, and those unpleasant odors can easily ruin their performance. Seeing that the master of this Black Rose could actually solve the problem of unpleasant odors, she wanted to learn from her.

Tingting would put a scented bead into her bladder and anus each time. After the bead dissolved in the bodily fluids, it could absorb the odor. Liu Qianting wasn't afraid of being copied, after all, for ordinary people, the urethra obstructs the way, and inserting a bead into the bladder is pure fantasy. As for inserting it into the anus, that was even less likely to be learned. Liu Qianting would always pull out her intestines, smear the scented bead powder on the intestinal wall, and then push it back in. For an average person, doing that would either kill or cripple them. "

So, what I just touched was a scented bead?" "That's a good method," Liu Tianqiang said, glancing at Liu Mei. "

Don't even think about it!" Seeing Liu Tianqiang's look, Liu Mei knew perfectly well that he was about to do something to her again.

The girl shyly answered her earlier question, saying that it wasn't all stool; two of them were scented beads, and the other was a tool her master had asked her to bring to the two of them—a tool for playing with Qianting. "Oh? What is it? I need to take it out and see." With that, Liu Tianqiang inserted his finger into the girl's bladder again. Because of the previous pulling, the girl's bladder opening wasn't closed yet, and Liu Tianqiang easily inserted his finger. Without the buoyancy of urine, all three objects were at the bladder outlet. "The two round ones are probably scented beads, and the other one looks like a rubber product—could it be a condom?" Liu Tianqiang then forcefully inserted his middle finger as well, pinching the foreign object between his two fingers and pulling it out.

Liu Tianqiang fiddled with the object, a transparent sheath about two fingers wide and five centimeters long, covered in hard black granules, resembling a miniature granular condom. He slipped the miniature condom onto two fingers and rubbed it against the girl's cheeks through the headgear. "Such a small condom for a rabbit? And it's in her bladder! It took me so much effort to get it out!" Liu Tianqiang asked angrily.

Hearing Liu Tianqiang's slightly angry voice, the girl quickly explained, "No, this is a bio-spotted finger sheath specifically for stimulating Qianting's G-spot. It's made of biomimetic material. It's placed in Qianting's bladder because this material only maintains a more realistic flesh-like feel when soaked in saline solution. It's usually stored in Qianting's bladder. The black granules are magnets that attract small steel balls from Qianting's G-spot, giving her a stronger stimulation." Liu Tianqiang realized he had misunderstood and awkwardly said, "Then I'll test this thing to see if it works." He then pressed the finger cot against the girl's prominent G-spot and began rubbing it rapidly.

"Ah!" After just a few rubs, the girl screamed, and with her scream, streams of vaginal fluid flowed from her wide-open vagina.

As if to cover up his embarrassment, Liu Tianqiang rubbed with all his might for a full five minutes until the girl's vagina could no longer release anything. At this point, the girl could no longer scream, only making soft "ha, ha" sounds.

Liu Tianqiang then held up the plastic basin between the girl's legs to show the audience. "

Wow, this girl is really made of water! She's released half a basin of water in such a short time. Is her vagina and stomach connected?" one audience member exclaimed.

This audience member was partly right; perhaps God created humanity as a miracle, and women are a miracle within a miracle. Because Liu Qianting had been sexually stimulated for a long time since childhood, her body had evolved to adapt to stimulation. Her gonads were abnormally developed, allowing her to secrete five times the normal amount of vaginal fluid in a short time. Liu Qianting's master, Sun Bin, once said during a public training session that if he gave this girl constant sexual stimulation, her bladder would be superfluous! While somewhat exaggerated, it's clear that her gonads were indeed powerful enough to empty most of her bodily fluids. "

Heh, Tingting's already emptied. Now you can play with Tingting's uterus," the girl said weakly. "

What a perverted and despicable bitch! You just emptied so much and now you want to be played with again!" Liu Tianqiang, driven somewhat mad by the girl's recent explosive performance, twisted the girl's enormous clitoris while speaking harshly.

"Ah~ Please, a little bit, it hurts so much," the girl pleaded.

Liu Tianqiang didn't answer. He released the girl's clitoris and took the pliers Liu Mei handed him. The tips of the pliers were two arcs made of thin, round stainless steel strips. If the head of the pliers were restored, it could be seen that it was made by cutting a complete ring into three sections and welding two of them together.

Daqiang inserted the pliers into the girl's vagina. The arc of the pliers' tips perfectly matched the girl's clitoris. He tightened the handles, and the pliers cruelly clamped the girl's clitoris into a flattened round shape. As the girl trembled incessantly, he slowly pulled the pliers out. Because of the pain, the girl kept making "ha, ha, ha" sounds, and her legs were shaking uncontrollably. Liu Tianqiang ignored the girl's reaction and continued to pull outwards until the clitoris was pulled out of the girl's vagina by 2 or 3 centimeters.

Seeing that the girl's uterus had been pulled out, Liu Mei quickly pulled out the huge anal plug from the girl's anus and reached in with her right hand to grasp the girl's uterus through a layer of tender flesh to prevent it from retracting.

Seeing that the girl's uterus was securely fixed, Liu Tianqiang released the forceps and took out a dilator ring. The dilator ring, also made of stainless steel, gleamed with a cold light. It consisted of a 20-centimeter diameter stainless steel ring and eight 12-centimeter-long clips connected by ball joints. The overall shape resembled a bicycle rim, with the outer stainless steel ring as the rim and the eight screws as the spokes. If the screws were rotated to extend all eight clips to the center of the dilator ring, they would form a circular axle, the diameter of which was exactly the size of the girl's cervix.

Liu Tianqiang fixed the axle to the girl's cervix one by one and then began to turn the screws using the handle on the outside of the dilator ring. With each turn of the screws, the cervix, fixed to the axle, was slowly pulled open.

As the cervix opened wider, the girl's struggles became increasingly violent. Liu Tianqiang stopped when the cervix was about the size of a fist.

At this moment, Liu Mei extended her left hand, circling her fingers inside the girl's wide-open cervix as she addressed the audience: "As I mentioned at the beginning, I'm going to add another tattoo for the girl in front of the elders of K City. This tattoo will read 'Uterus Fist Fucking April 21, 2014!'" She then clenched her left fist and inserted it into the open cervix, beginning a piston-like motion as she repeatedly struck the inside of the girl's uterus. Liu Mei's current action was to strike her right hand, which was holding the uterus, with her left fist through the girl's delicate uterus and intestinal walls.

After about a dozen strikes, Liu Mei withdrew her left hand. "Let me give her one more gift before the performance ends," Liu Mei said to Liu Tianqiang.

Liu Tianqiang understood, and without a word, he thrust his still-erect penis into the girl's uterus, which had given birth 80 times, and began to thrust violently. After about a hundred thrusts, Liu Tianqiang roared and ejaculated. After ejaculating, Liu Tianqiang said to the audience, "This is the tightest cunt I've ever fucked in my life! It felt so good! All VIP members can have a go. This is something you might never experience again after today—fuck a uterus!" As soon as Liu Tianqiang finished speaking, the audience rushed onto the stage to experience this rare sexual encounter.

...

Three hours later, the audience dispersed. Liu Mei looked at the barely conscious girl and then said to Liu Tianqiang, "Brother Qiang, how many people fucked this little bitch in those three hours?" "Thirty-two in total," Liu Tianqiang replied.

"Hmm, looks like today's performance was a success. Men don't ejaculate so quickly without very strong stimulation. It seems today's performance really satisfied the audience's appetite," Liu Mei said with a smile. "Let's pack up and send her back. It seems we should invite Black Rose to perform more often in the future; the effect is really good." She then began to remove the dilator ring from the girl's cervix. "

Wait, don't forget Black Rose's agent said that evidence should be collected after dilation." Liu Tianqiang remembered what the mysterious person who delivered the black roses had said before leaving.

"Oh dear, Brother Qiang, I almost forgot!" With that, Liu Mei picked up a fist-shaped Venus arm and placed it inside the girl's uterus before removing the dilator ring. As the dilator ring was removed, the young girl's cervix quickly closed, enveloping all 32 men's offspring. Thanks to the Venus arm's obstruction, not a drop leaked out. "

Youth is wonderful; your skin is so elastic, your uterus shrank back so quickly. Mine has been open for half a day and it's still so wide open." Liu Mei said, inserting three fingers together into the uterus. "It's better if it doesn't

shrink back; otherwise, I'll have to dilate it again when I fuck your uterus later." Liu Tianqiang didn't turn around, saying as he reinserted the giant anal plug into the girl's anus.

After covering the metal frame holding the girl with a thick cloth, Liu Tianqiang instructed the waiter to clean the venue. Without putting on any clothes, he and Liu Mei, who was also naked, pushed the cage into the back alley of the club and placed the rack in a corner. "

Just here?" Liu Mei was a little worried. What if someone pushed it away? The person who brought her here said to put it outside the back door after use. He wasn't worried, so why should we care? Liu Tianqiang said casually, then casually pulled up Liu Mei's still-hanging uterus and headed home. "Today I'm going to have my fill." With that, he led Liu Mei, amidst the women's screams, towards the parking lot.

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