Newlywed wife lent to friend (online article)

My name is Qingsong, and I'm a lawyer. After years of hard work in this city, I've achieved some success and have a happy family. Speaking of family, I can't help but mention my lovely wife, Xiaofei. It's thanks to her that I can find relaxation and pleasure both mentally and physically after a stressful day at work.

My beloved wife

, Xiaofei, we've only been married for a year, and she's a natural beauty. I still remember the first time I undressed her and saw her alabaster-white body. I sincerely marveled at the wonder of creation, endowing women with such curvaceous figures and radiating such stunning beauty. On our wedding bed, she's like a snake in my arms, or a swimming fish, and I deeply understand why the ancients used the phrase "the joy of fish and water" to describe marital intimacy.

After our marriage, under my frequent and loving care, Xiaofei blossomed into an even more alluring woman. Naturally fair and delicate, her skin now had a subtle rosy tint. Her large eyes always gazed at you with a watery, dreamy quality, radiating a youthful innocence. Her small, full lips always held a half-smile. She had a voluptuous, slender figure, especially her jade-like legs—fair, shapely, and firm. Her full hips revealed the secrets of a mature woman.

At this moment, my beautiful wife, who was watching me, walked towards me. Today, the sky was clear and the sun was strong. She wore sunglasses, and her wavy hair cascaded down her back. She wore a white, sheer halter-neck dress, her breasts swaying slightly with her steps. The hem of the dress reached her knees, tightly encasing her full hips. She wasn't wearing stockings, revealing a beautiful section of her calves below, rounded and straight like jade sculptures. She walked gracefully towards me in high heels.

Seeing many passersby staring at her made me incredibly happy, especially a bespectacled young man who was intently staring at my wife's buttocks. I saw him swallow, and a surge of smugness welled up inside me. I even imagined him on top of Xiaofei, thrusting into her snow-white buttocks.

I found this strange mentality odd. I love my wife dearly and feel no interest in other women's bodies, yet the thought of other men being intimate with her excites me. At first, I thought I was perverted, but after reading many novels about married women online, I realized I wasn't an isolated case, but rather part of a group. Later, spending years online and frequently interacting with like-minded people, I realized I wasn't so perverted after all.

"Honey, why did you call me over so urgently? It made me have to ask my boss for leave," Xiaofei complained, pouting, but a smile on her face pulled me back from my reverie.

"Did you miss me?" she deliberately emphasized the word "miss," looking at me with lustful eyes. I pinched her bottom: "I just missed you." She shrieked and ran away: "You're going to die! In public!" A blush crept onto her face, making her look quite beautiful.

"Here comes the pervert!" I quickly caught up with her, gently pulling her close. She nestled against me, linking her arm with mine, her eyes lowered, like a little lamb. I looked down and saw a section of her nape exposed, her black hair flowing freely, her jade-like neck snow-white—I really wanted to take a bite.

We quickly went into Shangdao Coffee because I received a call from my best friend Ma Teng at noon, insisting that I meet there and that Fei Fei be invited too. My

friend Ma Teng:

"I don't know why Ma Teng is in such a hurry to call me, and why he has to invite you too." Ma Teng is my good friend. He's tall and handsome, and thanks to family support and his own hard work, his business is very successful. At a young age, he has amassed a considerable fortune. He's surrounded by beautiful women, yet he remains single, declaring that being single is the best lifestyle for a man—"Of all the beauties in the world, I'll take them all, with the heroic spirit of drinking the Yangtze River to its fullest."

He and I have known each other for years, often hanging out together before we got married. Of course, I also gave him a lot of legal assistance in his business dealings, and he offered many suggestions when I was pursuing Xiaofei. We even shared sweet details of our relationship with him. On our wedding night, we both drank quite a bit, and he kept insisting on going into the bridal chamber with me, but Xiaofei and I practically pushed him out.

After the marriage, we maintained a good relationship, but I spent more time with my wife. Every time I went out with Ma Teng, Xiaofei would come along, claiming it was to keep an eye on me, so she and Ma Teng were also very close.

"Really? What's up with me?"

"Hehe, is there some little secret between you two?" I teased Fei'er on purpose. Her face darkened, and she stared at me with wide eyes. "Just kidding, baby." I quickly explained, "Besides, even if you two have something going on, I'd be very excited!" Fei'er and I talk about everything, we have no secrets. She is well aware of my cuckolding mentality, and I even encourage her to find a lover for some fun, but she is very principled and never does anything out of line.

I blinked. "Ugh, I'm ignoring you!" Fei'er turned her head away, pouting. Just as I was about to tease her, I saw Ma Teng arrive. The guy was wearing a snow-white shirt and looked very energetic.

"Brother Song, Sister Fei."

"Ugh, who's Sister Fei? It's Sister Fei!"

"Right, right, Sister Fei." Ma Teng made a bird-flying gesture with his hands, and Fei'er chuckled.

"It's been a while, Sister Fei's figure is even better now. Looks like Brother Song has put in a lot of effort!" I have to admit that Ma Teng is a guy who's very popular with women. He's surrounded by countless beauties, all of whom want to hold onto him, but none of them have succeeded.

"What's up? You can't even say it on the phone, and you have to bring Fei'er along." I asked, taking a sip of my red tea.

"Sigh, it's urgent."

"Oh?"

"I..." Ma Teng hesitated slightly, looking at me and then at Fei'er. This wasn't like his usual style. He's a very straightforward person. After years of friendship, we already have a tacit understanding, and he never beats around the bush.

"Say it, this isn't like you," I said.

"I...hey!" He waved his hand and said, "I want to borrow Fei'er as my live-in girlfriend for a few days." "Huh?" Fei and I exclaimed at the same time.

"It's like this, my aunt wants to introduce me to a girl, the daughter of my uncle's old comrade-in-arms. You know, I've benefited from my uncle's connections in business all these years." Ma Teng's family background is good, and his uncle holds an important position.

"This girl's father and my uncle were comrades-in-arms, brothers in arms. He's their only son. When I took them there at the beginning of the year, this girl was there too. Who knew she'd take a liking to me? Well, what can you expect when a man like me attracts beautiful women?" He struck a smug pose, then immediately put on a bitter face and said, "Later, when she asked if I was single, she asked my aunt to play matchmaker. I couldn't say no, so I had to tell her I had a girlfriend, we were living together, and we were planning to get married. But then my aunt surprised me, saying she wanted to come see me today and stay at my house. I've never lied to my aunt in all these years, and she really does want to set us up. It's killing me!" Ma Teng finished speaking with a bitter face, then gulped down a large mouthful of coffee. "How can the womanizing Marshal Ma let a woman control him? But if I marry a girl like this, I'll really be controlled." "You're surrounded by a hundred flowers, just pick one to suit the occasion!" I said.

"You know my relationships with these girls are all fake. Who knows if they like me or are after my money? If they cling to me, it'll be like escaping one tiger's den only to fall into another! Besides, none of them can compare to Fei'er, who's so smart and virtuous, someone my aunt can trust!" Ma Teng was right. Fei'er was indeed well-behaved, sensible, and beautiful—girls like that are rare indeed.

"This…" I looked at Ma Teng with difficulty. "Sigh! It's only for a few days. I'll handle it, and I promise I'll return her intact!" Ma Teng said with a smile, his eyes fixed on Fei'er. "Just

borrow

your wife for a bit!" Ma Teng winked at me. Actually, he knew my preferences very well. Xiao Fei blushed instantly, then arrogantly raised her head: "What do you stinky men take me for?" "Fei'er, Song Ge is my friend, and you are my friend too. You're being so enthusiastic just to help a friend! You and Song Ge are husband and wife, so of course I have to ask Song Ge's opinion first. Your opinion is just as important. Please help me! I'm begging you, beautiful lady." Ma Teng looked at me and Xiao Fei eagerly, but Xiao Fei turned to look at me. I knew she was a kind girl, full of curiosity and imagination.

At that moment, my heart was pounding. The dream I'd had for so many years of sharing my wife was about to come true. My face was burning. Imagining my beloved wife lying in bed with another man, living like lovers, was incredibly exciting. But as a husband, the thought of my newlywed wife being another man's girlfriend filled me with a bittersweet feeling, and this bitterness only intensified my emotions.

"Okay, but you can only look, not use! What do you think, Fei'er?" I asked Xiao Fei.

Ma Teng looked at Xiao Fei with a mournful face, pleading in a tearful voice, "Sister Fei, save me!" "No way! I want to see you make a fool of yourself!" "Huh?" Ma Teng exclaimed, and my heart tightened.

"Good sister is the kindest; I won't just stand by and watch you die." Ma Teng made a tragic face.

"Haha!" Xiao Fei chuckled, deliberately putting on a stern face, "Who's your sister? You're older than me! Okay, the usually so imposing Mr. Ma is so pitiful; I'll help you this time." Fei'er was always so kind.

Ma Teng breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her profusely.

"You should probably settle down a bit. That car model from last time was really nice, so pretty, a college student, and reliable. She cooked so well, my Qingsong kept praising her when he got home!" Xiaofei glanced at me, and I chuckled dryly. "

Yes, yes," Ma Teng quickly agreed, "Once we get through this, let's go to Sanya to relax, it's on me! My aunt's arriving soon, so Fei'er and I will go pick her up. Fei'er can stay at my place for the next few days." Ma Teng glanced at his watch.

"What about my things? I haven't prepared anything!" Fei'er said.

"Only your husband will pack them for you and deliver them to 'your' house," I said, feigning helplessness.

"Ugh! If you say that, I'm not going," Xiaofei said shyly.

"Honey, I was just teasing you!"

"You two stop being so lovey-dovey, my aunt's plane is almost here. Song, I'll call you later, let's have dinner together tonight. Tell my aunt about this economic dispute case you're handling; it's a lawsuit worth over ten million yuan, you've made a profit." Ma Teng was now displaying the demeanor of a businessman. "Okay." To be honest, this case has been bothering me for a long time; I'm trying to get both sides to settle and come up with a large sum of money.

We left Shangdao Coffee, watching Xiao Fei get into Ma Teng's SUV and drive away, a strange feeling welled up in my heart. Back home after

the banquet

, I initially wanted to call Xiao Fei for instructions, but then I changed my mind. I already know her needs well enough for our married life. I helped her pack some toiletries and cosmetics, then went to pick out a few sexy lingerie and dresses. Looking at my wife's black semi-transparent panties, exuding fragrance, I imagined her wearing these clothes at Ma Teng's house, and noticed that my penis was actually hard.

Just then, the phone rang. It was Ma Teng: "Brother Song, don't come to my house. Just bring the things over to the Seagull Restaurant. My aunt is here. I've already told her about you, so you can tell her in detail. Also, my Xiao Fei. It's 6:30 tonight." "Okay." I hung up. In less than two hours, my beloved wife had become his Xiao Fei.

I arrived at the Seagull Restaurant early and sat in the private room, pacing back and forth. Looking out the window at the street below, I saw Ma Teng had arrived, holding hands with Fei'er like a couple, walking with a middle-aged woman. I thought to myself, "Ma Teng, Fei'er, you two are really into it!" The door to the private room opened, and Fei'er, seeing me, awkwardly let go of Ma Teng's arm. I winked at her and pointed to Lawyer Bao's subtle gesture. I noticed Ma Teng's aunt glance at us almost imperceptibly, so I quickly sat down.

The meal began, and Fei'er diligently served food and drinks. To shut his aunt up, Ma Teng kept urging her to drink. He himself was a heavy drinker, but his aunt was also a pro, managing to down three bottles of Moutai. I couldn't hold on any longer, and Fei'er's face was flushed. Aunt Ma, however, remained unmoved, rambling on about how marriage is a major life event, requiring responsibility not only to oneself but also to the family—all that nonsense. I was at my limit and ran to the private room's restroom to vomit, which made me much more sober.

Just then, people from Ma Teng's company came to pick us up. I was about to say goodbye, but as we left, the secretary was supporting Aunt Ma, and Fei'er and Ma Teng were helping each other. I was about to explode—my wife wasn't supporting her husband, but someone else—but then I realized I had to accept that this beautiful woman was now someone else's girlfriend, not my newlywed wife. She was temporarily single and had a boyfriend.

I walked behind, watching my beloved wife nestled in someone else's arms, and a feeling I couldn't describe welled up inside me. Ma Teng, that lecherous guy, noticed his hand on Xiao Fei's arm. Whether it was from drinking too much or intentionally, his hand slowly slid down to her waist, and now it was subtly resting on her ample buttocks.

Xiao Fei was wearing a white spaghetti strap dress, which accentuated her already good figure, and with Ma Teng's tall stature, he could see her clearly from his angle. Xiao Fei didn't react much; perhaps she was drunk. He even started kneading her. I saw the driver smirking, while Aunt Ma remained impassive.

Xiao Fei's buttocks were very sensitive. She leaned softly against Ma Teng's chest. I shook my head vigorously to make sure I wasn't hallucinating, carefully recalling my afternoon's agreement with Ma Teng—it seemed like it was just for looking, not for doing anything! But I felt a strange excitement, a vague anticipation of something happening, yet also fear and worry that Xiao Fei might be too drunk. I quickly told my secretary, "I have something for Mr. Ma," and we got into the car together.

People from Ma Teng's company often saw me and didn't say anything. Aunt Ma frowned slightly but didn't say anything either. So I took Xiao Fei's bag of clothes and got into the car, heading straight for Ma Teng's apartment. Finally, we arrived home after

a chaotic night .

Aunt Ma was a bit unwell; after all, she's getting on in years. She kept rambling on about marriage and such, while Ma Teng nodded repeatedly, his eyes lighting up. As a longtime friend, I knew he was sober now and was just placating his aunt. I thought to myself, "You can fool your aunt, but you can't fool me." Then Aunt Ma said, "Xiao Teng, let your friend go home! It's so late." Ma Teng looked at me, and Aunt Ma continued, "Look at you, you don't even take care of your wife, leaving her lying here like this." We looked, and Fei'er was really unwell. She usually couldn't hold her liquor, but today she'd drunk so much, leaning against the sofa.

Ma Teng looked at me, and I quickly chimed in, "Yeah, you're so careless. Aren't you going to help Xiao Fei to bed? Oh, these are your things." I handed the bag to Ma Teng. Ma Teng gave me a guilty look, and I nodded magnanimously, but in my heart I was thinking, "You little rascal, you put your hand under my wife's skirt in the car, I saw it!" A smug look appeared on Ma Teng's face as he carried the drunk Xiao Fei into the bedroom. The moment the door closed, my heart skipped a beat with the sound. What would happen inside?

Aunt Ma was still asking me, "Are you married yet? You'd better hurry, Xiao Teng already has one." I thought to myself, "Damn it, Xiao Teng is holding my wife right now!" After a while, Ma Teng still hadn't come out. Aunt Ma finally couldn't take it anymore and said, "I'm going to sleep. It's so late, Xiao Song, you shouldn't go back either, just stay!" I quickly replied, but I didn't move.

Soon I heard Aunt Ma snoring, but Ma Teng still hadn't come out. I tiptoed to the door. We were close, and it was common for me to stay overnight at their house, but the door was locked. I cursed inwardly. Thinking that after a whole night of partying and drinking so much, they must be asleep, I went to my usual room. I wondered what would happen to Xiaofei? Although she was close to Ma Teng, she was still sleeping in the same bed as a man other than her husband! Thinking about this, I drifted off to sleep… and my dream came true. “Mmm…mmm…ah…” The sounds of lovemaking, deep and clear, came from afar: “Husband…mmm…” “Xiaofei!” I woke up with a start, recalling the events of the day, realizing I was still at Ma Teng’s house, and Xiaofei was in Ma Teng’s bedroom. I found myself incredibly thirsty, so I went to the kitchen for water. So the sounds I'd just heard were just a dream. After all, my long-awaited dream of sharing my wife had finally come true, and my beloved Xiaofei was currently lying in a man’s bed.

I quietly went out, still hearing Aunt Ma snoring. I headed towards the kitchen, and as I passed the bathroom, I noticed a pair of flesh-colored, semi-transparent panties—the ones Xiao Fei had changed in the morning. Could it be…? I quickly went over and found a bra also lying in the basin inside. Xiao Fei is meticulous; she wouldn't carelessly discard her underwear. Only men are so careless. Could Ma Teng have changed her clothes?

Just as I was filled with doubt, that seductive voice drifted over again. I followed the sound quietly and found it coming from Ma Teng's bedroom. The door was only ajar, not closed.

I quickly pressed my face against it and looked inside. I saw a man's large buttocks thrusting back and forth, flanked by a pair of woman's thighs, spread wide in an M-shape, forcefully supporting the man's body, twisting her body to meet his thrusts. A platinum chain adorned her delicate ankles—the very one I had given to Xiaofei. The woman eagerly responding to the man's thrusts was my newlywed wife, Xiaofei, and the man on top of her was my good friend, Ma Teng!

Though I had fantasized about this scene countless times, seeing it actually unfold before my eyes was far more thrilling than any of my fantasies. I turned to look. Xiaofei's black hair was disheveled, her face flushed, her eyes tightly shut, her lower lip bitten, her arms outstretched behind her, trying to grasp something. Her breasts were even more prominent, one large hand kneading one of her soft nipples. Ma Teng, panting heavily, gripped the edge of the bed with his other hand, looking down at the beauty beneath him.

"Ah… um… oh…" Xiaofei's face was flushed, and she occasionally let out a satisfied moan. With a low growl, Ma Teng pulled out his penis: "Damn, it's so tight!" Xiao Fei twisted her body, her almond-shaped eyes slightly open, misty, and pouted as she was about to speak when Ma Teng kissed her passionately, his tongue invading her mouth without warning. The two embraced and kissed passionately.

Xiao Fei's hands slowly wrapped around Ma Teng's broad back, slowly sliding down to his buttocks, and then, like a white light, her small hand suddenly slid between Ma Teng's legs, grabbing his penis and shoving it into her vagina. "What a slut!" I thought to myself. Fei'er is the most wanton prostitute in bed, but isn't this exactly what I've always wanted to see?

"You're so annoying!" Xiao Fei gently scolded. It turned out that Ma Teng hadn't gone along with Xiao Fei and had dodged her. Xiao Fei lightly punched Ma Teng's pectoral muscles with her small fist, like a shy young wife scolding her young and reckless husband: "You've made me like this, and now you're trying to hide." "Make me like what?" Ma Teng smiled like a thug from the old society.

"It's just...it's just...my lower body feels so empty, itchy, I really want..." "Want what? Tell me! Tell me and I'll give it to you." Ma Teng looked at Xiao Fei in his arms with a mischievous smile.

"I want your little brother..." Xiao Fei said shyly.

"What do you want my little brother for?"

"To my place."

"To your place? Where?" Ma Teng looked at Fei'er with feigned ignorance.

"Just there!" Fei'er's voice was even lower.

"Is this your cunt?" Ma Teng's breathing quickened as he covered Fei'er's genitals with his large hand. "This is the most mysterious and shy part of a girl's body, isn't it?" "Yes." "Then shouldn't you protect it before marriage, not let anyone see it, and protect it after marriage, leaving it only for your husband?" Ma Teng's mouth and hands didn't stop, gently massaging Fei'er's private parts.

"Mmm..." Fei'er was too ashamed to speak, her voice somewhat dazed.

"Then why are you letting other men touch, look at, and play with it as they please?" Ma Teng, this kid, really knows how to stir things up.

"Why?" Ma Teng pressed on.

"Oh... oh... I don't know, I don't know..." Fei'er was so pitiful, her eyes tightly closed, her face flushed.

"Let me tell you, it's because you're a slut, inherently wanton. Now, after the baptism of marriage, your wantonness has been unleashed. You're a wife-prostitute, a wife as wanton as a prostitute." Ma Teng's words lingered on Xiao Fei's most shameful spot, and Xiao Fei was completely lost in a daze, muttering incoherently.

"I'm a slut, I was born wanton, I'm a wife as wanton as a prostitute..." Xiao Fei was completely defeated: "Come on!" "Beg me to fuck you, beg me to fuck your slutty cunt, your cunt is ready for men to fuck." Ma Teng said.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt, my cunt is ready for men to fuck!" Fei'er was dazed.

"Who am I?" Ma Teng asked.

"Ma Teng... Brother Ma Teng." Xiao Fei said.

I felt a pang of sorrow. Usually, Ma Teng called Xiao Fei "Sister Fei," even though he was older than her, but now in bed, Xiao Fei was calling Ma Teng "Brother Ma Teng."

"Call me good brother." Ma Teng began kissing Xiao Fei's earlobe, neck, and beautiful collarbone, repeatedly saying, "Call me good brother, good husband, please let your husband fuck your pussy." He was still caressing Xiao Fei's sensitive clitoris.

"Husband, come quickly! Mmm... I can't take it anymore, my cunt can't take it anymore, fuck me quickly! Good brother, good husband..." Xiao Fei's behavior greatly exceeded my expectations; I had never seen Xiao Fei so wanton before.

"Ah..." I saw Ma Teng jump off the bed, grab Xiao Fei's ankle, put her legs on his shoulders, and suddenly thrust his lower body inside. Ma Teng's penis wasn't very long, but it was very thick. After the previous verbal teasing, Xiao Fei was already in a daze, and now she felt unprecedented stimulation, her pussy was soaking wet. I also found that my lower body was throbbing, and I couldn't help but touch it with my hand.

"Ah...oh...ah...ah..." Ma Teng gripped Xiao Fei's firm thigh tightly with one hand, his lower body thrusting rapidly: "You slut, Fei'er, you whore, I'll fuck you!" The rapid thrusting had rendered Xiao Fei numb, her body twisting back and forth, as if constantly being electrified, or as if waves of water surging through a whirlpool, her mouth completely silent, only moaning "oh oh." I joined in, constantly speeding up my movements.

The bed began to make rhythmic sounds, everything like a symphony reaching its climax, Xiao Fei and Ma Teng simultaneously letting out low growls, then Ma Teng collapsed onto Xiao Fei, who tightly embraced the man who had given her countless orgasms. I saw thick streams of liquid gushing from Xiao Fei's vagina. I ejaculated too.

What a hazy night! I leaned against the door, everything seemed to return to calm, as if the magnificent concert had never happened.

Suddenly, Xiao Fei's soft voice came: "How could we do this? What should we do? Say something! Pig." Pig? Xiao Fei's nickname for me, changed hands so quickly? A pang of bitterness welled up inside me.

"We've both had too much to drink, and with you so sexy and alluring lying next to me, even a god couldn't resist! Don't worry, baby, I'll explain to Qing Song. Maybe he'll be secretly happy! You should know his little schemes, right?" Ma Teng held my beloved wife Fei'er in his arms, his hand tracing her smooth back. "Sleep, we'll do it again before dawn." He gently patted Fei'er, as if soothing a child to sleep.

"You're so annoying! We've done it three times already, are you still going to be able to handle it?" Fei'er laughed and playfully punched Ma Teng.

Three times? I was stunned. What kind of night was this? What kind of day would tomorrow bring?

Chapter 2:

The Next Day

The sunlight was blinding. I woke up and looked around. It was a familiar place—the guest room of Ma Teng's house, a place I'd stayed in countless times when I was single. My head wasn't too sore; good wine really does make a difference. Composing myself, I suddenly remembered what I'd seen last night: Ma Teng on top of Fei'er, who was completely naked, his muscular buttocks swaying back and forth, the "slap" sound echoing in my ears. Fei'er's ecstatic moans seemed both unreal and real, floating before my eyes. Could it be that they…? "You're awake?" Fei'er came in, wearing a white dress that reached her knees, her cleavage subtly visible. She sat down beside my bed, her long, slender hands gently massaging my head. Every time I drank too much, she would gently massage it for me the next day. The dress was thin, revealing the curves of her thighs, her knees, and her rounded calves. Her snow-white feet were so delicate, with prominent veins, her adorable, chubby toes squeezed together like a string of pearls. She exuded a faint fragrance, and I was intoxicated by my wife's tenderness.

"You saw everything last night?" Fei'er's voice was so low it was like an ant's buzz. "Wouldn't you...?" "No." My head buzzed. It seemed what I saw last night really was true. "No," I quickly interrupted her, "You know my fetish, and I was worried you'd be angry! I've wanted to see you with other people for a long time, but I don't usually like most people. This time, it was lucky for that kid, Ma Teng." "You're so annoying!" Fei'er laughed and shyly punched me, exuding charm. It seems women who have been with men are indeed more alluring! I couldn't help but stare, mesmerized.

"My dear wife, I love you so much! I don't even look at any other woman in the world, I'm only infatuated with you, with your body. But I also want our lives to be a little more exciting. Beauty fades quickly, so experiencing more in your most beautiful years will only increase your charm and femininity. A woman only becomes more and more alluring after being touched by different men." I said sincerely, "And I believe in my feelings for you, and I believe in our relationship. When we can't play around anymore, when we're old and ugly, we'll support each other through life. But right now, you're so beautiful and charming, why not experience more and become even more charming?" "Husband, I love you too!" Fei'er nestled in my arms, "Last night was really crazy and exciting," she whispered.

"If there were more handsome men, you'd go even crazier," I said mischievously. "In the French court, a nobleman has to make an appointment beforehand to have sex with his wife. If he enters the bedroom and finds his charming wife with another nobleman or a young guard officer, he should politely leave. Such a man is admired by high society. His wife, on the other hand, will be even more sought after because of the many suitors she has. That's why France is the city of romance and charm." Phil listened without saying a word. "I hope you can enjoy it next time," I said. "Then I'll be a woman who's sought after! You'd better not regret it," Phil said playfully

, looking at me mischievously. Women are always unpredictable; one minute they're crying, the next they're laughing, or something completely reversed.

"They really are a loving couple." Ma Teng pushed open the door and entered. "Old Qing, last night, hehe..." Ma Teng was a ruthless character, thriving in business and having mastered both official and business circles. He rarely showed any remorse. I had helped him with several lawsuits and felt very frustrated. A simple bow and apology would have been enough, but he insisted on taking it to court. I rarely saw him so apologetic.

"Looks like you two have been having an affair." I said with a smile.

"What are you talking about?" Fei'er pouted.

"Just kidding, just kidding," I quickly corrected myself.

"I'm really sorry about last night. It was already kind of you to lend me Fei'er to deal with things, but I was wrong to say something too harsh to my aunt before. My aunt wouldn't leave. But Fei'er is indeed too beautiful!" Ma Teng glanced at Fei'er, whose face turned even redder. She sat there helplessly, like a child caught doing something wrong, shyly lowering her head, not knowing what to do.

"It's alright, it's alright. You all know my hobby. My dream has finally come true. Don't take it to heart. We're still good friends and a good couple. You have to return it after you've used it!" "That's right, that's right." Ma Teng agreed, "But, good Fei'er, please help me get through this first! Even Brother Qing has no objections." "No, I want to go home." "Ah!" Ma Teng and I both shouted.

"Why should you say whatever you want? From now on, I'm in charge!" She made a playful face, turned around and went downstairs, leaving Ma Teng and me looking at each other, completely bewildered.

At this moment, Ma Teng's aunt called us to eat. The breakfast

of couple rings

was very sumptuous. Fei'er acted like a real girlfriend, sometimes teasing Ma Teng, sometimes coaxing her aunt, leaving Ma Teng and me completely confused. While Aunt Ma Teng was pouring milk, I quickly asked, "Fei'er, what did you mean by 'I'm in charge' earlier?" "It means I'm in charge, and you two have to discuss things with me. But since I've agreed to help, I'll take care of you like a real fiancée." Fei'er looked at Ma Teng, emphasizing the word "take care." Ma Teng chuckled foolishly, leaving me even more confused. Fei'er promised not to be angry! But I chose Fei'er because of her carefree and generous nature; it seems she's starting to enjoy this game. Just

then, Aunt Ma Teng returned: "I'm going back tonight. Seeing you two getting along so well puts my mind at ease. Young people should take care of their health; you stayed up so late last night." Fei'er blushed, Ma Teng chuckled foolishly, and I could only offer a forced smile.

"Would you two spend another day with this old woman today, going for a walk?" "Okay," Fei'er and Ma Teng replied, leaving me unsure how to respond.

"Xiaoqing, don't go either. Xiaoteng told me about your situation. You also helped with Lao Zhang's matter last time. Your idea is very interesting. The future belongs to you young people. Lao Liu and I are getting old, but we will support you young people. Go for it!" "Yes, Qingsong, you should quit working at that lousy law firm. I think we should sell off all our current projects and concentrate our funds and energy to realize your merger and acquisition plan. My cousin Liu John is about to return to China. He has talked to some overseas companies and will also invest. Let's do something big together. I sent him the proposal you wrote a long time ago. It was well received by the foreigners. After all, he is a lawyer and is very meticulous." All my clients are corporate clients. In recent years, I have found that some large state-owned enterprises in the province are in trouble, but if they have financial support to handle some transformation issues, they can still survive. Therefore, I have been urging Ma Teng to acquire a medium-sized enterprise together. But I didn't expect that Ma Teng would be even more ruthless and ambitious. He wants to take over all these large enterprises. He was after the land, while the foreigners were after the existing production systems and sales channels of these companies. Moreover, the foreigners were malicious, aiming to eliminate potential competitors.

"Okay, I'll go shopping with you and have a detailed chat with Auntie." Arriving at the shopping center, Fei'er, in her white dress, long wavy hair, and large sunglasses, looked like a movie star, and she and the tall, imposing Ma Teng actually looked quite well-matched. The most striking thing was that they were holding hands. Ma Teng would sometimes put his arm around Fei'er's waist, sometimes lightly pat her bottom, and Fei'er would sweetly cooperate, completely ignoring my presence. Seeing my charming wife now holding someone else's hand, looking so demure, I felt a bittersweet excitement.

Ma Teng picked out a very sexy thong for Fei'er and gestured for her to try it on. Fei'er laughed and ran off, and Ma Teng readily bought it. Fei'er then picked out some underwear for Ma Teng, and the two whispered to each other from time to time. Then Fei'er blushed and lightly slapped Ma Teng, then gave me a meaningful look. I pretended not to see it and continued chatting with Aunt Ma. Aunt Ma, displaying the typical characteristics of a middle-aged woman, became very concerned about my personal life and offered to arrange a marriage for me with a girl as wonderful as Fei'er. I thought to myself, "Your nephew is holding hands with my wife right now!"

We strolled into a jewelry store, and Aunt Ma suggested we go in, then offered to give them a pair of rings as a gift, letting Fei'er choose. The sudden turn of events left Fei'er staring intently at me, and I nodded in agreement. She carefully selected a pair, and the store immediately engraved their initials and a heart-shaped design on them. Then, at his aunt's insistence, Ma Teng dragged Fei'er's hand and put the rings on her finger, as if it were a wedding.

Watching someone else put a diamond ring on their wife's finger excited me even more; I couldn't wait to drag Fei'er out for some serious sex. As agreed, Ma Teng was supposed to return Fei'er to me after Aunt Ma left that evening. Tonight, I was determined to have my way with Fei'er several times, and my penis was already rock hard.

Time was running out for Aunt Ma to go to the airport when she suddenly received a phone call. She then said with a hint of joy that she wasn't leaving. It turned out her son, Ma Teng's cousin, had heard my plan and immediately brought the foreigners to our city, H. Ma Teng had arranged for them to stay at his villa near the airport that evening. Everyone was to meet them there for further discussions.

The villa

dinner naturally included some drinks, though not as much as the

previous night. We were slightly tipsy, and Ma Teng's company Buick drove us. On the way, my phone rang. It was a message from Ma Teng: "Qingsong, Fei'er: Looks like Fei'er is still mine tonight," accompanied by a smiley face. Just as I was about to reply, my phone rang again. It was Fei'er's reply: "Yes, darling, I'm your girlfriend tonight. You can do whatever you want. I'm in charge today, right? Darling." The first "darling" referred to Ma Teng, so the second was me. Ma Teng chuckled to himself, Fei'er watched me silently, Aunt Ma dozed off from exhaustion, and the driver focused intently on driving.

"Anything is fine," such a strong implication, how could I not understand? It meant that Fei'er was ready to have sex with Ma Teng again tonight, and if Ma Teng wanted, she might even wear the black lingerie and thong he gave her. If last night was a drunken loss of virginity, today was a lovemaking session. I felt conflicted and excited; the scenario I'd dreamed of for so long was about to happen.

I suppressed my excitement and replied, "Yes, tonight you're still Ma Teng's fiancée, anything is fine with you two." "I'll take good care of my sister-in-law," Ma Teng replied, glancing at me lewdly in the rearview mirror. Fei'er and Aunt Ma sat together, looking at me meaningfully, fiddling with their phones.

Just then, my phone received another text message: "Honey, if he wants your wife's body, should I give it to him too?" It was from Fei'er, sent to me privately. I felt my mouth dry and my body burning: "I love you! Baby, anything you want." "Then he'll enjoy your wife's breasts, ass, and your little sister that makes you ecstatic." "Okay," I replied. Fei'er glared at me resentfully in the rearview mirror.

Fei'er draped a coat over Aunt Ma, whispered something to the newly awakened Aunt Ma, then helped her lie down, bent down and walked to the front, sitting next to Ma Teng. Ma Teng was genuinely surprised, then put his arm around Fei'er, his hand caressing her leg, and Fei'er leaned into his arms.

"I'll take good care of my sister-in-law," Ma Teng also texted me.

"You two can do whatever you want, but there's one condition: I have to see this. You know my tastes." "OK!" Ma Teng and I exchanged texts.

"Hurry up and drive!" Ma Teng urged the driver with slight impatience. It was a sultry midsummer night.

I had been to this villa before; it was one of Ma Teng's private gathering places. As soon as we entered, he pulled Fei'er inside, muttering something under his breath. Fei'er's fair skin flushed slightly, and she leaned against Ma Teng like a limp snake, being dragged into the house by him.

"This young couple," Aunt Ma said with a smile, "Xiao Qing, you should get some rest. John and the others should arrive around dawn. John is a few years older than you, you'll become good friends." Then she went back to her room, seemingly exhausted from shopping today.

I dashed to the door. There was a large terrace outside the middle bedroom. I jumped onto the terrace and found a corner to look inside. Sure enough, the curtains weren't drawn, but it didn't matter if they were, because there was an attic on the roof, and we could go in from there. It was too hot now, so I just looked inside from the terrace.

Fei'er was already disheveled, her long hair spread out, her arms wrapped around Ma Teng's neck, passionately kissing him. Ma Teng's hand caressed and kneaded Fei'er's small waist, then slid down to her round, firm buttocks, very fleshy, my favorite. His other hand roamed over Fei'er's body, and soon he had Fei'er's bra in his hand. He sniffed it, then showed it to Fei'er, whose face turned red.

This Ma Teng is truly a master at playing with women. We used to have a competition to remove women's bras, and he always won. I never imagined he'd use that skill on my wife today. Then, he unzipped the back of Fei'er's white dress, pulled down the straps, and the dress fell to the floor, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts. Two small, glistening cherries were immediately taken in by Ma Teng like a hungry wolf.

Fei'er hugged Ma Teng's head, letting him fondle her breasts, her almond-shaped eyes tightly closed, her breathing rapid. Knowing her well, I knew my beloved wife was aroused. Looking between her legs, I saw her white panties were already soaked, her private parts throbbing restlessly like an impatient fish. An itching sensation spread from her mysterious private parts throughout her body. Fei'er was completely aroused, yearning for sex, for the man's thrusting, wanting to escape the emptiness and the inexplicable itching all over her body.

At this moment, Ma Teng gently pushed Fei'er away, stripped himself naked, and revealed a large, imposing penis. He pressed Fei'er's head down with his hand, and Fei'er looked at him playfully, but instead of taking it into her mouth, she kissed Ma Teng's mouth, neck, earlobe, and then his nipples. Fei'er's performance greatly exceeded my expectations; she moved like a water snake on a man's body, like an ancient Roman prostitute, elegant yet wanton.

Ma Teng felt as if he had been electrocuted, waves of sensation coursing through his head. Fei'er's wantonness also surprised him. Just as he was in a daze, Fei'er suddenly took that huge penis into her mouth, her head moving rapidly back and forth, her tongue swirling like a vortex, seemingly plunging deep into his throat... Ma Teng raised his head in enjoyment, swallowing, and slightly opened his mouth.

"Oh!" Ma Teng growled, stopping Fei'er's movements, picked her up, and walked towards the vanity mirror. With a push, Fei'er leaned in and sat down. Then he pulled down Fei'er's panties, and Fei'er obediently lifted her buttocks, letting him remove her last line of defense, displaying her body to a man other than her husband—her erect breasts, long legs, delicate feet, dark garden, and mysterious valley. Displaying her body to a man she shouldn't be showing it to—a unique kind of stimulation, an anti-traditional and anti-moral stimulation, rushed straight to her brain.

Everyone has a lustful side, regardless of gender. At this moment, Fei'er's lustful side was completely aroused. Her large, watery eyes stared intently at Ma Teng, her legs tightly closed and rubbing together, her tongue licking her upper lip, one hand covering her breasts, then gently touching Ma Teng's erection with her foot. Her long, black hair was loose, her skin as white and delicate as snow, her face like a peach blossom, her eyes alluring. Faced with such a beauty, even Buddha would jump over the wall in this situation.

Ma Teng, a seasoned womanizer, didn't rush into anything. Instead, he plunged into her secret garden. Fei'er trembled slightly, then bit her lips, her breathing rapid. It seemed Ma Teng was harassing her private parts. Fei'er braced herself with her hands, arching her chest to meet Ma Teng's thrusts, her hips swaying back and forth. Watching Ma Teng bury his head between my alluring wife's legs, I finally couldn't resist using my hand to soothe myself.

Finally, Fei'er couldn't hold back any longer and cried out, "Ah... Help! Husband! Ah... You scoundrel, you're torturing me to death!" Fei'er groaned as if crying, her toes pointing, and she climaxed.

Ma Teng stood up, picked Fei'er up, and carried her to the bedside, roughly throwing her onto the bed. Fei'er, still climaxing, curled up in a ball, trembling back and forth. Ma Teng grabbed Fei'er's slender ankles and forcefully spread them apart, revealing her private parts. Her pubic hair was already glistening with sweat, vaginal fluid, and Ma Teng's saliva. Her vulva was slightly open, pink and incredibly cute, with a stream of lustful fluid flowing out.

"Come on! Husband, I want it, give it to me quickly..." Fei'er mumbled, her eyes tightly closed.

"Little beauty, I never expected you to be so lewd! Qing Song is so lucky. Hehe, Fei'er, you look so tempting. What should you call me?" Ma Teng grinned wickedly.

"I'll call you whatever you want, hurry up!" Fei'er said softly, her voice slightly tearful. It seemed the emptiness and itching in her vagina had overwhelmed her, and she only craved a man's penetration.

"Call me husband, call me boyfriend, call me darling."

"Okay, okay, husband, come quickly, boyfriend, darling, come quickly!" "Come do what?" "Fuck me, play with me!"

"You're so horny, I can't take it!" Ma Teng groaned and thrust in. Fei'er screamed, then immediately twisted her waist to meet Ma Teng's thrusts. The room was filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding, a mixture of sweat, perfume, and the pungent smell of bodily fluids—it was utterly lewd.

Fei'er's legs were tightly wrapped around Ma Teng's body, her legs arched upwards, trying to get him to penetrate her even deeper. Ma Teng thrust in and out forcefully and rapidly, one hand kneading Fei'er's breasts, the other pressing down on her hand. The two of them were actually intertwined, their couple rings gleaming—truly adulterers! The scene was too stimulating, so I quickened my pace.

I saw Ma Teng struggling to bend over and suckle on her other breast. "Ah!" Fei'er cried out. It turned out that this brat had left a tooth mark on my wife's snow-white breast.

"Ugh... Fuck me! Fuck me to death!"

"Say you're my woman," Ma Teng said, getting even more aggressive, "Do whatever Ma Teng wants, fuck me however Ma Teng wants. I'll fuck you!" "I'm Ma Teng's woman, do whatever Ma Teng wants, fuck me however Ma Teng wants, fuck me however Ma Teng wants." "I want to cum inside, leave my mark." "Whatever you want, you can do whatever you want... Give it all to me, give it all to me, I'll have your babies." Fei'er murmured in her sleep.

"Fuck you to death! Ah..." Ma Teng roared, ending the encounter with the traditional missionary position, collapsing heavily onto Fei'er.

As my hands moved rapidly, all three of us reached orgasm simultaneously. Fei'er convulsed beneath Ma Teng, her eyes rolling back, a thick stream of white fluid flowing from Fei'er's vagina...

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