(Classic Reprint) Helping His Wife Have an Affair

Chapter 1: Nothing to Do with Love

My name is Wang Bing, and I'm 33 years old. My wife, Xiao Wan, is 31. Although women's appearances tend to show signs of aging, my wife is a white-collar worker who takes good care of herself and looks no different from a 24 or 25-year-old woman. I always feel that we're not a good match. Just looking at our appearances, I'm only 1.72 meters tall and look a bit older than my age, while Xiao Wan is 1.68 meters tall and weighs only 101 kilograms, very slender and pretty.
Our families have a very close relationship, and we established our relationship back in college, even though she already had a boyfriend at that time. She only revealed this to me five years after we got married. However, she always listened to her parents, so she eventually came to be with me.
I don't want to say anything about our sex life; it's probably the same as most people's. The positions don't change much, and the frequency is once every two weeks. There's not much passion; it feels like a routine.
Xiao Wan is the kind of person who seems simple and honest on the surface, but deep down, a rebellious fire is always burning. I used to live with her family. I always got along well with her parents; the problems always came from her. She would unexpectedly throw tantrums when everything was calm, and eventually, her parents couldn't take it anymore and kicked us out to move back to a small two-bedroom apartment allocated to me by my workplace.
After moving in alone, she turned her anger on me, often arguing and making a scene over trivial matters, which gave me a huge headache. Although she would apologize afterwards, I knew she often sat alone in silence, never sharing her worries with me.
Later, something happened between us.
One day, after we made love, she told me she felt like her youthful passion was almost gone. I didn't say anything, but I felt the same way.
Life became stagnant, like a still pond, without any ripples. We were both helpless, but there was no good way to change things.
One night, she came home late, her face flushed, as if she'd been drinking. I knew she worked as a business specialist and often had social engagements, so I didn't think much of it. But what happened that night shocked me. She acted like it was our wedding night again, clinging to me and making love three times. This had never happened before. I'm a very observant person, and although I was tired, I still asked her why she was behaving so unusually that night.
She stared at me for a while and asked, "Are you confident in our love?"
I thought for a moment and said, "I guess so."
She smiled, lowered her head, thought for a while, and whispered in my ear, "I'm seeing someone else."
I was shocked: "Are you serious? You want a divorce?"
She pushed me away: "Are you hoping I'll be the one to bring it up first?"
I shook my head in bewilderment: "No. I love you, you know that."
Then she told me she was just joking. However, that night, someone had confessed their love to her, and although she had refused, she had let him kiss her.
"What!" I stared at her bright red lips, stunned.
"Who is it? Is it your colleague?"
She nodded, and I was furious.
"Look at you, didn't you say you were confident in our love? Such a strong reaction, people are afraid to talk to you anymore." Then she turned over and went to sleep.
That night, I couldn't sleep, my mind filled with her passionate actions during sex, her delicate body writhing and moaning beneath me, her words, whether true or false, my mind a jumbled mess.
I had a dream that night, it seemed to be in a university dormitory, I slept on the top bunk, and Xiao Wan was on the bottom bunk having sex with another man. I saw that beautiful body that had belonged entirely to me for the past seven years, now being pleasured by another man, the nectar that had only flowed for me for the past seven years now being teased by another man, overflowing with lust. I felt both heartbroken and inexplicably excited, and finally, I ejaculated.
For the next few weeks, she didn't seem unusual, but her mood was rather low. She didn't have sex again.
One evening, after she showered, she curled up on the edge of the bed, wearing a semi-transparent lingerie, looking incredibly alluring. I couldn't resist and tried to make love to her, but she refused. I asked her why, and she listlessly said, "Nothing, it's just not interesting."
I got angry: "You're not interested in having sex with me? But it's interesting when a colleague kisses you?"
Her eyes lit up immediately: "Interesting!! It's really interesting! More interesting than having sex with you. Two people, like puppets on strings, year after year, it's better not to do it at all!!"
I was overwhelmed; her fervor terrified me. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I won't hold it against her, really."
The third night, her fervor erupted again, and we entwined all night, making love three times.
After I showered, she hugged me and whispered, "There's something I need you to confess. This afternoon, I went down the elevator with him, and he kissed me again."
I felt like I was in a Finnish bath; one moment I was incredibly passionate, and the next my heart had plummeted to freezing point.
"You let him kiss you?"
She looked at me and said, word by word, "I gave him a deep kiss."
"Do you want to leave me?" After a moment, I mustered all my courage and asked her.
"Listen to me, we've been married for seven years. Your love has molded me into a fixed woman. I'm only meant for you, and you're only meant for me. I'll never leave you in this lifetime. But, I don't know why, there's always a fire burning inside me, making me feel so uncomfortable. Maybe it's like flying a kite. I'm soaring in the sky, and if I leave your tether on the ground, I'll surely perish. But without the wind, I feel like half-dead."
I knew what she meant. Our mundane life had become utterly tiresome; who wouldn't want to try something new and exciting?
That's just Xiao Wan's personality. I knew I couldn't stop her.
"Then what do you want?" My heart raced, filled with fear and a hidden longing.
The scene from my dream flashed before my eyes: that incredibly thick penis, moistened with Xiao Wan's love juice as lubricant, plunged into her slightly parted, bright red labia, penetrating deep inside, causing her vulva to swell slightly.
"It's getting a bit cold, how about I buy you a hat?" I asked
, somewhat bewildered. "I don't like wearing hats, but one would be fine."
She gave me a mysterious smile: "A green hat. Do you like it?" Then she laughed loudly.
I pounced on her, grabbing her neck: "You slut! I'll strangle you!"
Beneath me, her face turned purple from my grip, but her eyes were filled with pleasure.
When I released her, she gasped, "I'm a slut! I'm a whore!"
I slapped her twice more, then she pressed herself against me: "I'm very horny, I just got fucked, if you like, fuck me again!"
I pushed her onto the bed and tore open her underwear.
“Come on, here, my little nipples, they’ve just been played with, here, my little hole, and that person’s leftovers, you can eat them.”
Hearing this, I became extremely excited and fucked her hard. Xiao Wan’s vagina was also very tight, which felt very good to me.
As we were doing it, for some reason, her vagina began to contract slightly, and a raging fire burned inside me: “What’s wrong with you here…? It’s tightening, I’ve never felt this before,” I asked her.
"Uh...uh...I've never...felt so good before..."
"Is it because...is it because you want to go out and fool around with other men, right?"
"Yes, yes, I...I'm thinking...he's fucking me! Don't talk yet, please! Move faster! I'm having an orgasm! Oh! Ah!!!"
"I'll fuck you to death! You slut!"
My eyes were blazing with anger. Xiao Wan's first orgasm wasn't because of my performance, but because of her sexual fantasies of having sex with another man. Jealousy, envy, rage, immense sorrow, and emptiness—my emotions shifted several times in a few seconds.
"Do you want him to fuck me? His dick is huge. He'll definitely fuck me to death."
"You slut, if you want to be fucked, go ahead. I don't believe he's better than me." Perhaps it was emptiness, perhaps it was expectation, perhaps it was a masochistic mentality, but I made up my mind. What will be, will be.
"Hmm, I want to try and see who can make me feel the best, okay, my dear husband!"
"Go ahead, I don't want a used slut like you."
"You agree?" She excitedly lifted her upper body, hugging me tightly, her moans growing more wanton.
The next day, when I got up, I saw she was already up, had prepared breakfast for me, and brought it to my bedside. This was unusual; she never cooked, and for so many years, I had been the one serving her.
"Thank you," I said with a smile as I ate.
"From now on, I'll serve you like this every day."
"Why?"
"Because," she rolled her eyes at me, her face flushed, "you'll definitely be unhappy if I cheat on you, and this is the only way I can make it up to you."
Thinking of last night, I felt a surge of emotion I'd never felt before. I looked at her and nodded silently.
Although we had reached an agreement, we still needed to discuss the specifics of how to proceed.
She gave me a guarantee that this wouldn't affect our marital relationship. I tore it up. How could it not have an impact? If anyone found out, this kind of guarantee would only make me lose face.
Two days later, after we finished, I asked her, "What kind of person is this colleague you mentioned? Why are you so infatuated with him? What's going on between you two?"
She blushed like a girl in love for the first time: "Actually, he's just an ordinary person, except he looks a bit like my college friend, and he's quite charming. I do have some feelings for him. You know, I like tall men, and he's taller than you. He's 1.8 meters." I became even more jealous, but I tried hard not to show it.
“He used to work with me in general trade, and later, because he did well, the manager promoted him to business specialist. A few days ago, to express his gratitude, he treated me to dinner. After drinking some wine, he said he really liked me. Although I firmly refused at the time, deep down, I quite liked it when a tall, somewhat charming man like him expressed his love to me.”
Then she paused and asked me probingly, “Are you jealous?”
I sighed, “I don’t get jealous for no reason. Since you’re going to sleep with him sooner or later, I’m asking you for one thing: just sleep with him these next couple of days. Don’t keep teasing me. To be honest, these days, I haven’t even been able to concentrate on work.”
She threw herself into my arms, “I… I know I’ll hurt you.” Then she cried.
I patted her back, and she whispered in my ear, “I want to sleep with him tomorrow and the day after. Just thinking about his tall body pressing down on me makes my desire burn!”
I hugged her and tried to push her onto the bed again. She laughed and pushed me away: "Don't tire yourself out. I was just teasing you a bit. Haven't you noticed? Our relationship is still pretty good, and our sex life is even more passionate. Don't deny it, men also like this kind of excitement. They just haven't realized it yet."
I nodded. She continued, "Later, he started pursuing me. I've already told you about that day. He kissed me in the elevator, and I really liked it. Then he asked me for more, and I said I couldn't betray my husband. After I said that, he was very upset, but I was even more upset, and then I hugged him. That's how our relationship went."
"So far, you haven't done anything to betray me? Really, that's all? Can you swear? Be careful, Sadako from The Ring might come looking for you."
She was really afraid of Sadako, and she lowered her head, stammering for a long time before finally saying, "I let him touch me."
"Upper body or lower body?" I asked, my erection returning.
She smiled and reached out to touch me. "I knew men liked this kind of thing too. Don't ask where I touched you, we didn't sleep together anyway."
"You know, our city is small, I'm terrified my friends will find out. It's too embarrassing."
"If we arrange things properly, no one will know. He's a very cautious person. You went on our company's spring outing last time, didn't you? He even shook your hand. He said you're a good person, and he's really conflicted, he doesn't want to hurt you."
"Hmph, doesn't want to hurt me? He already touched me, and he still says that!" I finally remembered the young man. He was tall and handsome, like a movie star. No wonder my wife liked him. If I had a daughter, I might even hope he would be my son-in-law.
Looking at her longing expression, I felt a deep sadness. Seven years of ordinary marriage, eight years of loving affection—in this world of promiscuity and indulgence, it was nothing special. A husband with a third-degree disability and a meager income barely enough to support himself was easily overlooked. It was such a common story; ordinary people like us could only go with the flow.
She seemed to suddenly understand my feelings, cupped my face in her hands, and asked, "Do you still love me?"
I pushed her hands away and shook my head.
"But I still love you, really, Wang Bing. I'm not a woman who lies. You know that." Her voice trembled slightly.
"I believe you. I mean, I don't know. Maybe love is just love, it doesn't need any additional conditions?"
"What conditions?"
"Like… loyalty, chastity, faithfulness."
"That has nothing to do with love. Sex is just a physical need, at most related to feelings."
"Don't you think that's an excuse?" I was already somewhat forgiving her.
“I don’t need excuses for anything, you know me. All I need is your understanding, forgiveness, and unchanging love.”
I kissed her as she nestled into my arms.
“What arrangements do you want?” I asked her.
“He doesn’t have a place to stay either, he’s still in a dormitory. This city is too small, if we go to a hotel, people will find out sooner or later.”
Hearing this, my senses, dulled by my hurt, began to stir slightly, a wave of pain and excitement
washing over me. She, like a young girl in love, no longer paid attention to these details. “Only, only…only…only…only…only…only…to our house.”
I said, “Our soundproofing isn’t very good, if you…you…if you’re too loud in bed, people will still know.”
My wife, hearing this, became very excited, already in the mood, and threw herself into my arms, murmuring, “Don’t worry, we’ll turn on the TV and turn the volume up to the maximum.”
“You’re not allowed to moan loudly!”
"I...I don't know," she said, her eyes blurry, as she took off her clothes, touching her two alluring, glistening nipples. "I'll try my best to control myself. I'm just afraid I won't be able to."
"The best time would be at night. I'll sleep at the company and leave this place to you two adulterers."
"Thank you."
"He can't play here." I touched her pert nipples, my jealousy flaring.
"Then how can we play?!"
"We have to use a condom. He can't ejaculate inside."
"He's still a virgin, it's his first time, let him have his fun. Be generous, my dear husband!" She took off her underwear and snuggled into my arms.
"Also, when you're moaning, you can't call me 'dear husband' or 'dear brother.' You can only call me that."
"Okay, I'm going to moan anyway. He'll ravish my body all over, so moaning a couple of times won't hurt." Then, she thought for a moment, raised her face seriously, looked at me, and reminded me, "I'm serious, this isn't some story made up on those porn forums, it's something real that's about to happen, you know?!"
"I know. It's just really awkward. I wonder what it will be like when you're in someone else's arms?"
"Even more wanton, even more slutty." She parted her long, slender legs to welcome me.
"You two adulterers are having so much fun together, and your husband has to sleep at the company? You're so heartless!" I started thrusting in hard. Thinking about this wonderful place, about to be filled with another penis, I felt no sadness, only boundless desire. Perhaps she was right, this had nothing to do with love.
"Don't worry, I'll call your name when I'm about to lose it."
"Really?"
"I will, my dear bastard husband. Your wife is about to be played with and lost, played to death. Are you happy?"
"Yes, I'll be happy. But you have to tell me how many times he's played with and lost you!" I thrust hard into her deepest part.
"Ah, so good!! I will, I'll tell you."
The next night, Xiao Wan told me that she wanted to do it with him the next night and said she wanted to ask the young man to meet me in the afternoon.
"What's his name?"
She rolled her eyes at me: "Your wife is about to be played with by him, and you can't even remember his name. Didn't I tell you? His name is Huang Yang."
"I disliked him the first time I met him. I always felt that he was unreliable, like a gigolo." No one can expect me to say good things about someone who is about to sleep with my wife.
"This gigolo is going to play with your wife without restraint. And, your wife is the one who let him play with her." She said to me with a smile.
"I disagree."
"Don't worry, honey, he just wants to try something new, and I promise you'll have an unexpected thrill!"
"After you're done, you have to change the sheets!" I was really concerned about this. Just imagine, my wife and that guy's wetness, and I have to be in close contact with it—how disgusting!
"Don't worry, after I'm done with him, I'll thoroughly clean myself before welcoming you in!"
Finally, after explaining everything, I could finally sleep peacefully.
The next afternoon, I was very busy at work when Xiao Wan called from home, saying, "Huang Yang is here. Come back."
I wondered, did this really need a formal meeting? I hesitated on the phone. Then a pleasant male voice came through the receiver: "Brother Wang, hello, this is Xiao Huang. Do you have time now? I think this matter is quite sensitive; could we meet first?"
I was immediately displeased. Of course you know the gravity of this matter, yet you still say it's sensitive. "No, no. Do it if you want, it's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal. If you don't want to, forget it." There was silence on the other end of the line. After a while, he seemed to sigh.
I hung up
. Around 7 PM, Xiao Wan called from home, her voice cold: "Come back and sleep." Then she hung up.
When I got home, I saw only Xiao Wan; that guy was already gone. Xiao Wan's face was ashen, and she gave me a cold glare. "Come back to sleep. I'm going back to my parents' house."
"What happened?"
"You still ask? With your attitude, who would dare to do anything? He apologized repeatedly, did nothing, and left. Now you're satisfied, are
n't you?" "What am I supposed to say to him when we meet? Beg him to take my wife's body, thank him for playing with her flesh, you've worked hard?!"
"Because with marriage, you can indeed take me whenever you want, but you need to understand one thing: I am not your private property. In this world, only I have complete control over my own body. Besides you, I can choose someone else to take me. My soul is free. Wang Bing, you are a very rigid person. Living with you has made my heart almost numb. I can't continue with you. If I continue, my love for you will completely disappear, and my hatred for you will grow stronger every day."
After saying this, Xiao Wan picked up her bag and left, and I couldn't stop her. For some reason, while I felt relieved, I also felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness and desolation.
As I lay in bed, a strange thought kept running through my mind: if I had come back and met him this afternoon, what would the scene be like on this bed right now? Xiao Wan would definitely be naked, pressed down on him, or held in his arms, her delicate body trembling and her legs outstretched, the two of them passionately making love, white foam rising from the water, perhaps he had already ejaculated several times, each time shooting deep into my beloved wife's vagina.
As I masturbated, I called Xiaowan. After several rings, she answered, "What else do you want to say? I'm going to sleep."
"Xiaowan, it's my fault. I was wrong. Come back."
"No, I'm fed up with this kind of life."
"Can you give me Huang Yang's phone number? I want to contact him. Come back now."
There was a moment of silence on the other end. "I'm afraid of you, afraid you can't take it, really, don't force yourself."
"Listen, I want you to do it in front of me, I'll accept it."
"Really?"
"It's my first time with him, I won't use a condom." Her voice was low and menacing, as if testing my limits.
"You have to make him ejaculate inside, and don't let his fluids leak out." I was about to ejaculate, my breathing becoming increasingly uneven.
"Are you masturbating? Don't ejaculate yet. Wait until we're doing it in front of you, okay? I'll tell him to go back right now."
"I'll let him."
"You're so shameless! Now you're asking someone to play with your wife. A man's upper and lower halves are sometimes contradictory!"
She gave me her phone number.
I didn't hesitate any longer. After dialing, Huang Yang's voice rang out.
At that moment, I calmed down a little.
"This is Brother Wang, Xiao Huang, come to my house!"
"Brother Wang, I know."
When Xiao Wan returned, Huang Yang and I had already been chatting for a while.
"Go wait in the inner room for a bit. Don't rush!"
Xiao Wan stamped her foot, her face slightly flushed, and gave Huang Yang a charmingly coquettish look. She hopped around and pouted at me, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about! Who's in a hurry? Who's calling people so late, inviting them to play with your wife..." Being a woman after all, she was too embarrassed to continue and ran to the inner room
, covering her face. "Brother Wang, don't worry, Xiao Wan and I, now and in the future, only have desire, not love. I swear to you, I will never break you two up..." He even wants a future? This guy is greedy! I felt a little angry. I didn't know why, we had just been talking so well, but now that Xiao Wan was back, I felt uneasy. I remained silent for a while.
Huang Yang saw my expression, said nothing, offered me a cigarette, and lit one for himself.
A few minutes later, Xiao Wan came out, looked at us, and walked to my side: "Husband, I'm sorry. You... really want to stay?"
I nodded: "Xiao Huang, you two go inside."
Xiao Wan pulled Huang Yang into the house. At the door, she glanced back at me again: "Honey, come in."
I couldn't resist Xiaowan's charm and followed her inside.
Our bedroom was really small, and the three of us standing by the bed felt a little awkward.
Xiaowan suddenly laughed: "What's wrong? Everyone looks so serious, like we're having a funeral with a dead person on the bed."
Huang Yang also laughed: "Brother Wang, sorry, I'm going to take your love. Any rules for today?"
Xiaowan punched him: "What rules? Today we're husband and wife. You decide the rules." Then she giggled and pounced on the bed.
"Brother Wang, do you have any condoms?"
"No." I said as I walked to the foot of the bed, watching Xiaowan spread her arms and legs with a seductive air, and I started to feel aroused.
"Oh, then... don't worry, I won't ejaculate inside Xiaowan."
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Wan nodded at my head: "Hey, what did that person agree to on the phone?"
I cursed the little slut under my breath and said to Huang Yang, "Just shoot inside."
Huang Yang scratched his head: "Today's events are a bit interesting. Xiao Wan, didn't you say I'm your husband tonight, and I'm here to set the rules? My rule is, you stand next to Brother Wang first and take off your clothes one by one and give them to Brother Wang. Brother Wang, everyone's been letting loose today, so don't mind. In a little while, you'll bring Xiao Wan naked into my arms."
"You're so mean! You're so bad!" Xiao Wan could only blush and get up, walking to my side.
"Here." Xiao Wan's voice was very soft. She lowered her head, unhooked her outer bra, and then threw the clothes, still warm from her body, to me, revealing her curvaceous and beautiful body.
I stared at Xiao Wan in disbelief. She then slowly unhooked her bra, completely exposing her upper body. Her red nipples, stimulated by lust, were already erect, as if yearning for Huang Yang's caresses.
At this moment, Huang Yang joked, "Xiao Wan, your little nipples are so beautiful!"
Xiao Wan glanced at him and said softly, "Now, they're all yours." Then she opened her arms, waiting for Huang Yang to hug her.
Unexpectedly, Huang Yang said, "I just laid down the rules; you have to take everything off."
Xiao Wan's cheeks flushed red: "Give my husband some face."
"Keep taking them off!" I said in a rough voice.
"But you said it. You'll regret it!" Xiao Wan challenged, unbuckling her belt. She usually liked wearing pants because her legs were long and shapely, making her look very slender.
When she pulled down her pants, revealing her long and beautiful legs, even Huang Yang's eyes widened.
"You take off my shoes and socks," she said, smiling at me.
This was going to be the death of me. Xiao Wan usually wore black leather shoes and black socks. Her feet were very slender, and the black socks looked incredibly alluring through their sheer fabric. Xiao Wan knew that I was most fascinated by her feet. When we first got married, I swore that if I could possess those feet exclusively, it would be like owning the whole world.
I knelt down, caressing her feet as I removed her socks.
She looked down at me with a smile, subtly showing me her plump toes.
Finally, Xiao Wan looked at me defiantly, and slowly, very slowly, she took off her small panties. She held them in her hand, waved them at me, and then suddenly covered my face with them. The smell was intoxicating!
"Give me to him. Beg him to possess me," Xiao Wan said to me in a trembling voice. I picked up the light and graceful Xiao Wan. She wrapped her arms around my neck and said, "Go to the outer room. The sounds will be more exciting. I swear to you." I nodded.
At that moment, Huang Yang also quickly removed all his clothes and took Xiao Wan from me.
As the door behind me closed, I felt an indescribable pain and a complex feeling that was hard to put into words. The lingering scent and warmth of Xiaowan's body on my hands felt like her last feelings for the world as she lay dying, so precious! I kissed my hands while tears streamed down my face, my lower body already unbearably hard.
"Honey, Brother Huang is touching me. Hmm...you're so naughty, you can't, how can you touch me there?"
"What place is that?"
"My little nipples, you're teasing them so itchy, so hard...hmm, no, you're touching and sucking at the same time, I can't take it anymore."
"No, you can't touch there, that's my forbidden zone, ah, it feels so good! I'm coming! Honey, I'm coming."
"No, don't touch my little clitoris, my husband has never played like this before, it feels so good, hurry, hurry, I'm going to die!"
"It's inside, I'm yours now! Your ****, so hard, so thick, so hot!"
"So deep! Honey, dear brother, my little dear brother, I'm going to be fucked to death by you!"
I listened while masturbating. In my hallucination, Xiao Wan's moans seemed to penetrate the heavy walls of confinement, echoing repeatedly in the sky above this city of desire, fully expressing the sounds of female lust.
As she was about to lose control, she called out my name: "I'm about to give it to him, I'm his! I'm going to give it to him, I'm going to die, deeper...! You bastard, come in."
I pushed open the door and went in. Xiao Wan was lying on the headboard like a female dog, her hands gripping the back of the bed. Huang Yang was holding her waist, their genitals tightly connected. Xiao Wan's cries had gradually weakened, her head drooping limply, but her smooth, fragrant buttocks were still struggling in their death throes, swaying involuntarily against Huang Yang's hips.
Only after Huang Yang thrust in forcefully a few more times did Xiao Wan cry out again, "I felt it, your... semen... all came in, spreading into my flower... oh... so good!"
Then she turned her head, her hair disheveled, her face flushed, and beads of sweat on her cheeks, looking at me and saying, "Husband, I feel so good."
Huang Yang slowly pulled out his wet penis. In the dim light, several strands of clear love fluid were still dangling from the head of his penis, connecting to Xiao Wan's red vulva.
Xiao Wan rolled over, leaning wearily against Huang Yang's chest, letting him caress her tenderly. Her skin flushed, and she moaned softly. Her full, proud body seemed unable to withstand the ravages of lovemaking; the afterglow of her orgasm lingered, still trembling slightly. Her recently swollen areolas were slowly fading, and her long, snow-white thighs were bent, one overlapping the other. From the sparse green pubic hair at the base of her thighs, spurts of white semen oozed from her swollen vulva, flowing down her thighs onto the sheets. The room was filled with a faint, fishy smell.
Huang Yang looked at me: "Brother Wang, come on."
I quickly undressed and got into bed. Xiao Wan glanced at me seductively, covering her mouth and chuckling: "You don't mind, do you? The sheets are covered in what he and I left behind, and there's still a lot here! Maybe I should go wash it off." She pointed to her slightly swollen vulva, wet with her own fluids.
"Little Huang, why don't you go back first? You're welcome to come again later." As soon as I finished speaking, I realized I'd made a grammatical error. Xiao Wan laughed heartily.
"Go ahead, Brother Huang. You're welcome to come and play with me again later." Xiao Wan waved to him.
After Huang Yang left, Xiao Wan threw herself into my arms again, looking up at me and asking, "Husband, do you hate me?"
"No, I don't hate you. You said before that it has nothing to do with love." There was another sentence I didn't say: Xiao Wan, this has nothing to do with you personally either. In this strange and frightening era, lust, money, ego, and indulgence shine brighter and brighter than ever. We've all participated in their worship, and this isn't anyone's fault.
"Husband, I love you so much. I just had three orgasms, each one more intense than the last. Please don't hate me. Why can't a woman have two men at the same time? My love for you hasn't diminished at all; it's increased tenfold."
I hugged Xiao Wan tightly, my hand touching her wet, sticky buttocks. I raised my hand to smell them—they were so tantalizing! I knew these things were what caused me to lose a pure and loving wife forever, but at the same time, I suddenly understood something: rather than accepting her emotional estrangement, I would rather accept her physical impurity.
"Not all the fluid left yet?" I looked down at Xiao Wan's vulva; a few strands of white fluid remained on her labia minora. Xiao Wan, seeing how closely I was looking, was mortified.
I straightened my hard penis and slowly inserted it.
Her vulva was incredibly hot, slippery, and sticky. As I went deeper, the fluids from Huang Yang and Xiao Wan flowed all over my penis. With the help of this lubricant, I easily reached Xiao Wan's deepest point.
Xiao Wan cried out, "Oh!"
Under the stimulation and envelopment of that hot flow, my penis felt incredibly comfortable and firm.
Xiao Wan winked and gave me a mischievous smile: "How was it? Pretty comfortable, right?"
I yelled and ejaculated in just two seconds. Six
months later, Huang Yang left the company, and Xiao Wan and I finally returned to a normal life. Xiao Wan had sex with him no less than fifty times. Several times we didn't use condoms. Finally, she got pregnant with his child. I really wanted to keep the baby, but Xiao Wan secretly had an abortion without my consent. Then she started applying to go abroad, and at her insistence, I divorced her.
After that, I achieved some success in my career and found a pretty girl named Xiao Ling. She was very lively, which perfectly complemented my dull personality. After some time, I remarried.

Chapter Two: A Riddle of Intelligence

At my wedding with Xiao Ling, a friend got drunk and loudly said to me, "Brother Wang, everyone says you and Xiao Ling aren't a good match."
Then everyone burst into laughter.
It's one thing that I'm not tall, but the pressure of my career and the ups and downs in my life over the past few years have made me look like I'm almost forty, not 34. "Just consider it as me adopting a daughter," I said to everyone with a self-deprecating laugh.
Xiaoling was petite and delicate, about 1.6 meters tall, with a dignified yet charming appearance. She had a small, oval face and two captivating, large eyes that were incredibly alluring. Her sharp, arched eyebrows gave her a spirited look; you could easily believe she was eighteen or nineteen.
Xiaoling smiled at everyone and said, "Husband and Dad." She nestled close to me, looking incredibly endearing.
After we got married, I quit my job and started my own company. Business was incredibly busy, and for a period (about two months), I was almost never home. Xiaoling would invite a group of classmates and friends over to have fun at our house. One time when I came home, one of her classmates who was temporarily staying at my place asked in surprise who I was, wondering if I had the wrong house.
Because of these things, I felt guilty, but Xiaoling was very understanding: "Honey, just focus on your big career. I really understand you and support you completely. Earn more money so that if we have children, I can send them to piano and dance lessons, and even to high school abroad. All of that costs money."
I nodded silently, unsure how to tell her: I'd secretly had tests done, and I had a congenital infertility condition; I couldn't have children.
A year later, my company finally got back on track, I found a good assistant, and I could return to my family.
Twice-weekly sex, our sweet nothings felt like the calendar wasn't turning over day by day, but week by week, month by month. I realized I had a psychological problem: I'd lost interest in normal sex (even with the same positions), and Xiaoling's interest in it was fading too. We tried some methods, made some changes and adjustments, but nothing worked.
I wondered if it was because of the age gap. I really wasn't interested in her topics, and I, on the other hand, am a rather closed-off and self-centered person. She tried to change me, from popular tastes and fashion topics to everyday life and family matters—everything she did seemed so sophisticated and engaging, but when I got my hands on it, it became laughable, embarrassing, and boring. In the end, I didn't achieve her desired effect.
Then, a small incident happened unexpectedly that ultimately changed our lives.
That night, we made love, and Xiaoling went to bed early. After showering, I suddenly felt like I was dying, wondering what the point of living was. Was that what love was? It was more like a couple's workout—completely meaningless. Who says that a simple life is the best? That's bullshit!
I couldn't help but recall my experiences with Xiaowan. Sometimes she'd ask me to sleep at her company, and when things got really passionate, she'd call me so I could hear their lovemaking. She'd also let me eavesdrop, or we'd have a threesome. We'd all be exhausted by the end of the night.
Thinking and thinking, I started masturbating.
Just as I reached the crucial moment, the door suddenly opened, and Xiaoling and I stared at each other, both of us speechless!
"Honey, why are you like this? Is it because I can't satisfy you?" Xiaoling wiped away the mess and asked softly, looking down at me.
"No, you misunderstood, you can satisfy me."
"Then why?"
"I don't know, I just feel, I feel this kind of life is too... something's not right."
"What's too... something's not right? I don't know what you mean. Are you thinking of going out for some casual sex?"
"That's not what I mean. I don't really like that kind of thing, it's decadent. I mean, don't you feel that way? When we first got married, we were all a bit interested, and life was pretty lively, but lately, day after day, repeating the same scenes, doing the same positions, how do you feel?"
"That's life, what more do you want?"
I was speechless.
"Hey, when you were doing that by yourself just now, were you thinking about some beautiful woman? I've heard that when people masturbate, they have an imaginary sexual partner, or they imagine certain scenarios."
"Um, well, I wasn't thinking about anyone." I was embarrassed and wanted to avoid the topic.
"Tell me, who were you thinking about? Maybe I can help you. Let's play some role-playing games, that would be fun."
I couldn't resist Xiaoling's insistence, so I told her, "This is a very dirty and obscene story, not suitable for children. It might be bad for you if you hear it."
Xiaoling immediately became interested. She twisted in my arms, her smooth, naked upper body exposed, "I want to hear it!"
I regretted it as soon as I opened my mouth. How could I tell her something like this? In her eyes, I've always been a successful, dignified, and morally self-disciplined man. What would she think of me?!
"...You really are like that!" Xiaoling's eyes nearly popped out of her head after hearing this. "Oh my god, you're so pitiful, baby! That pair of scoundrels! That Xiaowan, she deserves it!" She hugged my head, tears welling up, making me both laugh and cry: it's true what they say: "You are not a fish, how can you know the fish's joy?" I could only quietly explain to her some of my special feelings.
After hearing my detailed description, Xiaoling spat several times, her face turning red, and she began to pant.
"You men, so shameless! And your ex-wife, that little slut! I would rather die than do that!"
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe one day, you'll be lying here naked, being played with by another man!"
Hearing my sentimental words, Xiaoling's eyes burned with passion: "I'll only let you touch me, only you in this world can play with me! Come on, let's do it now!" She pulled down her panties with one hand and began to undo my bra with the other.
Half an hour later, she asked me about it again: "Why did you still divorce her? Didn't you like these kinds of romantic escapades?"
"Her and I were introduced, so our relationship wasn't very solid. Unlike you and me, it was love at first sight, mutual affection."
"I don't believe you. I've seen her picture; she's very beautiful. Your biggest flaw is that you can't lie to women, I know. At least you love her as much as you love me. I don't know who your true love is." Xiaoling sounded a little sour.
"Actually, her pregnancy and subsequent abortion were just an excuse for my divorce. That's all I can say, because she's not the kind of woman who settles down. She's the kind of person destined to wander for life. Do you know where she is now? She's already obtained permanent residency in Panama, but who knows, maybe in less than six months, she'll be drifting to Africa again."
I knew in my heart who my true love was. She wasn't a kite; she was the wind itself. You couldn't hold her back. She was ethereal and otherworldly.
"I understand. You divorce her not only to free yourself, but also to free her."
Afterwards, to please me, Xiaoling started a role-playing game with me in bed.
"Husband, ah, you're not my husband, who are you? How did you get on my bed! Get out, don't touch me! Oh, husband, help! No, you can't do this, you're not allowed to touch me there, I'm very sensitive. Husband, where are you? He's about to enter me, oh, my little petals are already open, I'm starting to get wet, oh, um... I beg you, please don't go in, really, I can't betray my husband,"
she truly got into character and began to struggle desperately, but at the same time, she was also getting very wet.
"No, you can only stay inside for a little while, you can't move. Oh, it feels so good, you're so big, even bigger than my husband's. You can only move a little bit, not too much, because, because if you move like that, I'll lose control. Oh, it feels so good, move, I beg you to move, just don't ejaculate inside! Ah! So deep, you're going to kill me! I've given you everything today, I... a little deeper, before my husband comes back, do whatever you want. Ah, you've made me lose myself, you've messed up my heart, I'm going to die! Ejaculate inside, I want to get pregnant with a wild man's child, so powerful, ah..."
She really liked this game, but I felt it wasn't enough, after all, Xiaowan had given me too much stimulation.
I asked her if we could bring real-life characters into our play, and she blushed: "Are you kidding me! That will cause trouble!"
"What kind of trouble?" I thought there was a chance.
But she pinched me hard: "I won't! Whether it's friends or colleagues, you're so shameless!" She wasn't stupid!
For a while, I made almost no progress on how to help my wife have an affair. She firmly rejected any suggestions I made, saying, "I'm not a woman like Xiaowan; I only know how to love my husband!"
Later, I came up with a plan. After several attempts, I gained access to her OICQ (her password was my birthday!). I had several OICQ friends online, two of whom were men: one was a nearly fifty-year-old athlete, and the other was a young boy about her age.
I created my own OICQ account and contacted them. The older man was very impatient with me: "I don't chat with men." I spent a lot of time explaining my intentions to him. The young boy was quite nice and chatted with me a lot.
The older man's online nickname was "Old Cat." He was a widower, formerly a track and field athlete, now a middle school physical education teacher, with a wealth of social experience—a real old lecher. He said Xiaoling had initiated the conversation. I actually started to believe it; Xiaoling did have a father complex and preferred interacting with more mature people.
He said they chatted almost every few days, talking about all sorts of random things, cracking rambling jokes. Xiaoling enjoyed talking to him and thought he had a great sense of humor.
Xiaoling even sent him a photo of herself in a business suit with her hair styled in a bun, and he told me, "You're lucky. Your wife is very beautiful."
I asked him, "Have you ever thought about sleeping with her?" After a few minutes, he replied, "I tried. I wanted to ask her out, but she absolutely refused. She loves you very much."
Then he asked me what I meant. I said, "If you want to sleep with her, I can help you."
He said, "Can't you?"
I said, "It's not a problem in that area, it's a mental one. Or maybe it's not even a problem, just that my tastes are too peculiar."
He took several minutes to answer me, "I'm very good in that area, I've slept with no less than a hundred women, but your wife is too delicate and too young. If you want me to sleep with her, I'm afraid she can't handle it. Besides, it also depends on her own willingness, which is a big problem." I told him that I would find a way to solve this problem, but our contact had to be kept absolutely secret, and Xiaoling absolutely couldn't find out.
The little boy named Afei (that name really doesn't sound very good) was a junior from the same school as Xiaoling. I talked to him a lot. He seemed to be me ten years ago, full of enthusiasm and full of mystery about women, especially married women, whom he longed for. His sexual history was very short, only twice with his ex-girlfriend. I only asked him if he was interested in threesomes, and I immediately got a passionate response.
During this time, Xiaoling and I continued our sex life as usual. Perhaps women are born to enjoy acting; she never tired of this role-playing game and thoroughly enjoyed it. I, however, found it increasingly difficult, and each time before we made love, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to perform.
I analyzed the risks of her having an affair and felt they weren't very high. I know she loves me very much and firmly believes she wouldn't betray me emotionally. Financially, she's already quit her job and is now completely dependent on me. I recently bought her a car, and she sometimes likes to drive around alone.
I hadn't contacted Lao Mao and A Fei for a while, but then one time I was online and Lao Mao was there too. I asked him how things were going with Xiao Ling. Lao Mao told me something that shocked me. One day, he asked Xiao Ling directly, in a concerned tone, how her sex life was. Xiao Ling openly told him some of the most private things about us. I felt a pang of jealousy. After he realized this, he comforted me, saying that she actually saw him as a shadow, not a real person.
I asked him how his plan to seduce my wife was going, and he replied, "This is probably the most absurd thing I've ever experienced. My wife is beautiful and loyal to me, while I'm constantly thinking about being cuckolded. I advise you to give up on that idea. I'm supposed to be the most experienced in this area, and I've thought this would work from the beginning, but so far, there's been no progress."
Later, I came up with a plan. I arranged to meet Afei. I had a good impression of him; he was a clean-cut and well-mannered young man. I discussed my plan with him. When I got back, I told Xiaoling, "I met a young man at work who graduated from your school. His name is something like that, he studied something like that, he's how old he is, etc." Xiaoling didn't react at first, but after thinking for a while, she said, "Maybe he's one of my online friends. The situation you described is similar to the guy I know."
I pretended to be surprised and said, "Seriously, I'm inviting him to my house for dinner tomorrow. It'll be a good opportunity for us to meet." But she felt a little awkward, saying that we chat a lot online, and meeting in person would be a bit embarrassing. I said, "What a coincidence!"
The next evening, that Ah Fei showed up. He knew my intentions, and after asking Xiao Ling a few questions about her background, he got to the point, saying, "Aren't you my online senior sister?" Xiao Ling laughed, and we exchanged nicknames, all saying, "What a small world!"
Xiao Ling was still a little nervous in front of me. I learned from Ah Fei that he had already tried to contact Xiao Ling online, and although she had rejected him, she had maintained contact with him, so naturally she felt a little awkward now.
Around 10 PM, after seeing Afei off, we made love that night. I forced Xiaoling to fantasize that Afei was her sex object. Xiaoling's face turned as red as the sunset. At first, she refused to let Afei be her sexual fantasy object, but when I stripped off her clothes and started licking her private parts, she broke down: "It's impossible, no, you can't do this, I have a husband, I'm very pure."
I said, "I've been trying to hook up with you online for a while now. Your husband has given me a chance, and I must satisfy you. He likes it too."
She weakly raised her head, her eyes flashing with lust: "How did you contact my husband?"
"Never mind that for now," I replied, "You smell so good here."
She was extremely pleased with my care, her limbs tightly wrapped around me: "Fuck me."
I asked her, "Who will fuck you?"
She sighed: "Let Afei fuck me, I agree."
I was overjoyed. That night, I was divinely inspired, exploring Xiaoling's genitals again and again. She kept calling my name, and also Afei's name.
Near the climax, I asked her, "Do you agree to let Afei's semen enter your vagina?"
She cried out, "Yes, yes, let him fuck me, I want his cock inside me."
The next day, when I brought it up with her, she blushed and pretended not to remember what we'd said the night before. I smiled, knowing we were close to success.
I invited Afei again, and the three of us went to the countryside. She was very shy, bashful around Afei. Later, during the picnic, I gestured for Afei to sit closer to her. At first, she avoided me, but then she silently allowed him to sit next to her (almost shoulder to shoulder). Afei and I chatted happily, while her face burned like fire, and she barely said a word. Later, Afei told me that he had secretly touched her hand, and she let him.
I knew I had to strike while the iron was hot, so that very evening I relayed Afei's invitation to dinner to her. She lowered her head, said nothing, and went straight back to her bedroom to lie on the bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought. I followed her in, hugged her, and asked, "What's your decision?" She countered with, "Do you really think love and lust can be separated?" I looked into her eyes and nodded. She smiled and said that she actually thought so too. She told me that no matter what happened, she asked me to believe in her love for me. I was incredibly excited, knowing that guy's penis was about to penetrate my wife's little hole.
Then she said shyly to me, "When do you want me to do 'that' with him?" I said, "That's up to you." She blushed and gritted her teeth, saying, "I can't let that brat have his way so easily. Although I'll become his food sooner or later, I still need to give him a little more time now. I won't give it to him tonight."
I nodded in agreement. That night, she deliberately dressed beautifully, wearing very little: a skirt that didn't go past her knees, long, thin stockings that accentuated her slender legs, and a silk dress that partially revealed her breasts. Her waist was slender and delicate, and her small, alluring feet were visible in black high heels. I was mesmerized.
She admired herself for a moment, then blushed when she saw me staring at her. She whispered, "It's a bit revealing, isn't it? Should I change?" I shook my head. Then she hugged me and murmured, "Tonight I'm going to let him take advantage of me. Wait for me at home, and I'll tell you."
I was incredibly excited: "Don't be shy. If it's too late... and you're not coming back, call me first."
She pushed me away, her face full of coquettish charm, and said, "Go away. I won't sleep with anyone so soon. I'll be back at ten." Then she gave me a deep kiss and left.
I don't know how I spent those few hours, my mind filled with fantasies: How did she and he kiss? Would she let him touch her nipples? Her body is very sensitive; what if he aroused her and she slept with him that night?
She hadn't returned by ten o'clock, and I was so excited I almost wanted to masturbate. Finally, at eleven-thirty, she came back. She opened the door, glanced at me, and stood there with her head down, like a little girl who had done something wrong.
I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. As soon as she entered, she started undressing. After laying her down on the bed, I undressed myself, caressing her while questioning her closely.
Actually, I didn't need to ask; her lipstick was completely gone. She must have kissed him. Her rosy, erect nipples, standing firm, must have also been caressed by someone else.
I asked her, "What did he do to you?"
She smiled and shook her head: "He kissed me, touched me. Nothing else."
"How did he kiss you? How did he touch you?"
"He kissed me first, and then I put my tongue in his mouth and let him savor it. Then he tried to unhook my bra, he was really eager. I didn't let him at first, but then I agreed."
"How did he touch you?"
"Well, I won't tell you! I'm so wet down there, I want to make love to you."
I wasn't satisfied, so I asked Afei again, and what he told me was much more interesting.
That day, Xiaoling came to his house, and he first invited her for drinks. They chatted a lot, and sitting on the sofa, he slowly started to hug Xiaoling, and she let him hug her. Later, they started kissing each other on the lips.
According to him, Xiaoling was quite proactive afterward. Even when he tightly pinched and rubbed her nipples, she let him do as he pleased, almost collapsing onto the sofa. Then he half-pressed down on Xiaoling, their genitals pressed tightly together. He took off his underwear, his erect penis pressing against her almost soaked underwear, causing her to gasp for breath. But when he tried to take things further, Xiaoling still refused him.
Afterward, I asked Xiaoling what her plans were for their relationship, and when she intended to have sex with him. Xiaoling smiled and said, "I don't know, I want to get to know him better."
Then she suggested that since her relationship with Afei hadn't reached the point of having sex, I shouldn't ask, otherwise she would feel very nervous. I nodded in agreement.
So, she met with Afei seven or eight times in a month. Every time she came back, we had passionate sex, but I didn't ask her about the physical contact she had with Afei. My imagination ran wild. Sometimes I wondered, when she came back so late, was he undressing her completely and holding her in his arms, playing with her until she moaned and cried out? Sometimes she would come home and change her clothes. Could it be that he ejaculated on her clothes, or that she ingested his semen?
Finally, another half month passed. One night, after making love, she blushed and said to me, "Honey, I want to do it with him."
"Did you want to, or did he bring it up?" My heart almost jumped out of my chest.
"Yes...it was my idea. Actually, I almost lost control the last few times. He stripped me naked and licked almost my entire body. I...I even let him put his penis at the entrance of my vagina and rub it back and forth. I've lost control for him several times already, I just couldn't take it anymore..."
She trailed off, her voice barely audible. I was incredibly excited: "You little slut, why didn't you tell me?"
"You told me to be slutty! I'm a woman too. This kind of reaction...I've tried my best to keep my purity for you, I've already restrained myself enough!"
"Tonight, should we wear a condom?" I secretly hoped she would back down and hold onto her last line of defense, but I also hoped she would be completely wild tonight, letting me plunder her territory, enjoy her beautiful flesh, and pour my semen deep into her flower!
She took out a condom and waved it in front of me, blushing, looking incredibly cute: "This is my most private place, only you have that right!" I was both happy and slightly disappointed.
She then went back to the inner room to change her clothes. I followed her in, and we smiled at each other. I almost couldn't resist the urge to have sex with her right away, but she pushed me away, saying, "I've already done my hair."
Then she found a new dress and took off the one she was wearing. I looked at her long, shapely legs, as white as jade, and felt an indescribable pity: tonight, those legs would be lifted up by someone else, or wrapped around someone else's waist, with the inner thighs pressed tightly against another's vagina, welcoming someone else's penetration!
Then she smiled shyly and asked me, "What underwear should I wear?"
I breathed heavily and told her, "The one with the small blue floral pattern."
She snuggled into my arms and murmured, "Okay, when I come back, I'll bring that underwear back. You'll definitely like the smell!" Then she took off all her clothes and put on my favorite little panties.
Seeing me staring intently at her beautiful panties, she seemed to know what I was thinking. She sighed softly and said, "Tonight, someone else will take it off for you. But, what can you do when you like this kind of game, baby?"
"Will you come back tonight?" Of course, I hoped she would, but she just smiled and made a funny face: "Tonight is someone's first night of cheating, I want a complete night."
That night, she really didn't come back. At eleven o'clock, I thought Xiaoling's body might have completely surrendered, and her tight little hole might have a new guest. I couldn't help but have sex with her. At two o'clock, I thought she might have already given him several orgasms, so I had sex with her again.
Sometime in the night, the phone rang. I picked up the receiver and heard Xiaoling say in a hoarse voice, "Honey, a brain teaser game, can you hear what this sound is?" Then I heard a series of splashing sounds from inside, and I could also hear Xiaoling moaning in the distance. I held the receiver in one hand and started masturbating with the other.
"Was it good? Did you guess it? There's a prize if you guessed right!" After a while, Xiaoling's voice came through again.
"It's the sound of him fucking you, the sound of his cock going into your little hole!"
"Okay, I'll give you a prize."
Then I heard Xiaoling whisper to him, "It's that position, you hold me, and do it again."
Then I heard obvious sounds of flesh hitting flesh; I knew it was the sound of his testicles hitting Xiaoling's genitals. After a while, the rhythm of the sound slowed down noticeably, but Xiaoling's moans grew louder: "No, no, my husband is still listening, it's too deep, oh... don't tease my nipples, oh, don't rub my clitoris like that, I'm almost losing my soul! It's so beautiful!"
Half a minute later, Xiaoling screamed, "Husband, I'm losing it, I'm losing it with him." That was her prize for me. I ejaculated again.
By nine o'clock in the morning, Xiaoling still hadn't returned. I knew she must have been played with by him again. It wasn't until the afternoon that she staggered home. When she saw me, she covered her face.
I picked her up and threw her onto the bed: "Tell me, how did he do that to you?"
She snuggled into my arms, half-heartedly agreeing, "Well, like that," and I pressed further, "How did it feel?"
She giggled: "Of course, having an affair is exciting. To describe it in one word, it's awesome."
"And him?"
Xiaoling rolled her eyes at me. "Is that even a question? He ravished me inside and out, used every position imaginable. He held me, made me sit on his lap, face to face, kissing and penetrating me, doggy style, side-lying style."
"You just let him do that?" I felt a surge of jealousy.
She chuckled softly, "More than that, I even went along with him while he was doing it to me."
I was thrilled and started to attack her. As she went along with me, she took out her little blue floral panties and waved them in front of my face, "Honey, smell them, this is the fluid we produced together, kiss it!" I smelled a sour scent, and upon closer inspection, I saw yellow and white stains on them, truly a picture of wantonness.
"Which position do you enjoy the most when he's having sex with you?"
Xiaoling gasped loudly, "Of course, it's face-to-face, hugging him, that's the best!"
"Why?" "
Face-to-face, kissing him, offering my tongue for him to taste, he keeps transferring his saliva into my mouth, my nipples are tickled to death by him, and he's penetrating me, so thick and big, so tingly and numb, that feeling, it's like he's completely possessed my body and soul!"
"That's a position I've never tried before, you little slut, aren't you ecstatic? How many times have you come?"
"More than when I'm with you," Xiaoling shouted, her body trembling as she began to reach her climax.
"When you're having sex with him, do you think of your husband?"
"I think of you masturbating alone, your poor little cock with nowhere to go, that little hole that should be yours being used by someone else again and again, lost time and time again! He's had mine, and I've had his. Let me tell you, your wife is practically virgin everywhere!"
She said, tears streaming down her face. I sped up and finally ejaculated.

Chapter 3: One Wife, Two Husbands

That night, we made love three times. Exhausted, I held my beloved wife, whom I had finally regained, and slowly drifted off to sleep. I don't know how many minutes later, I woke up to find Xiaoling kneeling naked beside me, her eyes filled with tears, looking at me with deep affection. "Xiaoling, what's wrong?" I was startled.
"Baby, I really love you. I will never leave you."
"Darling," I said, deeply moved, getting up to hug her, "Why are you like this? Of course I know you love me, that's why I felt comfortable letting you date other people and be played with by them. Are you alright?" I looked at Xiaoling with concern and asked softly. Honestly, I was quite worried about Xiaoling's reaction, afraid she would regret it or hate me.
"What's wrong with that? I'm doing great, and I'm enjoying it. It's good to be a woman, and even better to be your woman."
After that, Xiaoling and Afei had sex several more times. Later, with my tacit approval, she even brought him home, and they had sex on our shared bed. (Xiaoling still firmly refused to let me watch, only telling me about it briefly afterward). Later, I asked Xiaoling what it felt like to have sex with another man on our shared bed. Xiaoling chuckled and said, "It's nothing much, just a little more exciting than elsewhere."
Before this incident, Xiaoling was still a young girl. Since she started having an affair with Afei, she seemed like a flower bud that had weathered many storms, fully blossoming. Even her friends felt that she had become a different person, her beautiful body radiant, constantly displaying a mature and sexy charm.
However, their relationship only lasted for a little over two months because Afei asked Xiaoling to divorce me and marry him. Xiaoling then stopped talking to him altogether.
Xiaoling suddenly wrote me a long letter, reviewing and summarizing the whole incident. The main point was that she loved me very, very much, and if she had hurt me in the process, all the blame lay with her. She asked for my forgiveness, saying that although her body was no longer pure, her love for me was never tainted, and she hoped we could be together forever.
I wrote back to her, roughly saying that our feelings for each other remained strong, our sex life was full of passion, and I asked her not to blame herself or be afraid.
Our sex life has indeed improved significantly. I am now passionately infatuated with Xiaoling's body, and we often make love on a whim—in the living room, in the kitchen, even in the bathroom.
I find it hard to describe my feelings. For example, when I see her slender waist swaying in the kitchen, I think of how that figure used to be so alluring in Afei's arms; when I see her small buttocks in the toilet, I think of how she once sat naked in Afei's lap, gripping his wet penis and making piston-like movements; when I see her coming out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe, her smooth body barely concealed, I suddenly think of that pure body, even her most private parts once covered in the fluids from her lewd acts with others. These associations often make me extremely aroused and launch an attack on Xiaoling.
When Xiaoling makes love to me, she often describes to me the scenes of her making love with Afei, which arouses me even more. So far, what makes me most gratified is that Xiaoling has never let Afei's penis ejaculate directly into her vagina, and also, Xiaoling has never taken off her underwear voluntarily; she always lets him take it off (or tear it).
Xiaoling was deeply moved after receiving the letter. In the middle of the night, she got up, knelt beside me, and cried. When I woke up, I asked her, "What's wrong, baby?"—This was our usual way of addressing each other. Even during her most intense moments of lovemaking, she never called Afei "baby," at most calling him "dear brother" (thinking of Xiaoling's sweet voice, I still felt a pang of sadness, only able to console myself with the thought that every gain has its loss). She lowered her head and said, "My love for you is beyond words, beyond repayment."
I said, "I'm not particularly good-looking, nor am I very wealthy. Why do you love me so much?"
She said, "A woman can only experience true love once in her life. You wouldn't understand this unique feeling we women have." I kissed her. I didn't doubt her love. We had lived under the same roof for years; of course, our feelings were deep. Even a one-night stand between lovers deserves a hundred days of kindness.
Unexpectedly, she heard this from a different perspective and became somewhat anxious: "Ah Fei and I have been lovers several times, but I have absolutely no love for him, never." I quickly explained: "I mean, we've lived together year after year, day after day, of course our feelings are deep."
She quickly replied: "Even if I lived with other men every day, my heart would only have love for you."
I quickly hugged her, being extremely gentle with her. She moaned and opened her legs: "Husband, I love you very much, I'll do whatever you want me to do."
As I thrust in, I asked with a smile: "Really? You'll do whatever I ask you to do?"
Seeing my malicious expression, she blushed, pouted, and said: "Not including if you ask me to cheat on you with someone else."
I started thrusting into her hard, saying as I did so, "You're still a little girl, a budding flower. How can you fully bloom? Don't you know the saying, 'Flowers won't bloom without rain'? Find another man to play with you, and you'll become a truly alluring woman. Do you want to be an alluring woman? Will you listen to your husband?"
She gasped as she answered, "I don't want to be an alluring woman, but I will listen to my husband."
"What kind of man do you hope your husband will find for you?"
"Someone older, a bastard, very roguish, very experienced," Xiaoling cried out, her mind hazy.
About six months later, I had almost forgotten about the old man called Old Cat. One day, OicQ automatically connected me online, and Old Cat happened to be online too. He greeted my wife and me, saying that Xiaoling hadn't been online for a long time and asked how she was doing. I told him we were doing well.
He hesitated, but finally said that if we had any problems and needed his help, he would be happy to step in. I smiled and asked how he was feeling. He quickly replied that he was great, getting plenty of exercise every morning and sometimes even playing soccer in the afternoon.
I asked about his sexual partners, and he said they were usually a few middle-aged women, sometimes he'd have some young maids for fun, but they were all too young and couldn't handle it, losing their virginity several times and crying out in pain.
I asked if he'd made them suffer, and he scoffed, "How could I? They all love it to death. Why don't you let your wife, Xiaoling, try it? I can be lenient with her." I asked how he'd be lenient, and he said that during their intimate moments, as long as she didn't resist or force herself to endure it, and instead pulled her hips back slightly to avoid the impact, she would enjoy it.
Later, I asked him for a photo. He had a full head of silver hair, a dignified face, and the typical appearance of a respected, upright, and dignified elder. Who would have thought this guy was a real old lecher! Should I let Xiaoling be played by him? I was tempted.
Xiaoling's vagina is very deep, and my penis is short, so I've never been able to penetrate all the way in. I think he might be exaggerating a bit in this regard. But I was afraid Xiaoling wasn't willing. This guy seemed very mysterious, and I was afraid he would resort to violence or force. His answer reassured me: the women he dated were all willing, and he was afraid that if he were violent, they would sue him afterwards! Now I was relieved.
Having made up my mind, I asked him how he wanted to date Xiaoling.
He thought for a while before answering: for the past few years, he'd hired a full-time housekeeper from the labor market for a thousand yuan a month to live in his house, slowly seducing her and then having sex with her. If it were a young woman like Xiaoling, it would be quite troublesome. He couldn't openly take her out on dates, nor could she stay at his house, making it difficult to develop a close relationship.
A surge of excitement coursed through me, and a vague idea suddenly popped into my head: "You could bring Xiaoling to your place and have her stay for a while."
He was overjoyed: "Your wife will agree? Why would you do that?"
I replied, "I want my wife to truly experience the pleasure of infidelity, not by me asking her to, but by her doing it behind my back. So I can make up a reason to have Xiaoling stay with you for a while. But whether she'll agree to be with you, I can't guarantee. That depends on your own abilities. My only requirement is that you can't be rough."
He was incredibly excited, partly because he was certain he would succeed (a man and a woman living together day and night, if he didn't succeed, he'd be truly useless), and partly because he didn't forget... He flattered me a bit, afraid I'd change my mind, "Brother, you're really good at this. This isn't your average trick. I'll keep you informed of my progress with your wife."
Old Cat (from that moment on, I stopped calling him by his online name and started calling him Teacher Xu) then asked, "How long can she stay with me?" "Can I get her in two months?" I asked him, and he replied, "Hehe, two weeks. I guarantee she'll be completely at my mercy." I said, "How about this, let's meet in person first, and we can talk about some things face-to-face."
After meeting, I found that this Teacher Xu was indeed tall and imposing, with a charming demeanor and a strong masculine presence. While we were talking in the coffee shop, young women would frequently pass by and glance at him. I had a strange feeling in my heart. I was certain that Xiaoling would lose her virginity in the hands of someone like him.
I told him my arrangements, and he was very satisfied, repeatedly saying yes. However, before we parted, he still had some doubts: "Why are you doing this? It's not strange to have this kind of fetish; the usual solution is to find a bed and do it. Why do you insist on living together?"
I didn't know if he could understand, but I still answered him: "Firstly, I no longer feel any novelty or happiness in my married life with Xiaoling. I hope that through his involvement, I can completely observe from the sidelines and experience the complete possession of a woman's life, hoping to rediscover that happiness. Secondly, my wife once told me that even if she lives with other men day and night, she only has me in her heart. I want to test her love for me. Thirdly, I want to experience..." The thrill of my wife cheating on me. And there's one last reason, the one I find hardest to talk about, which is why I haven't told him: I'm infertile and hope to borrow his sperm to have a child, adding some fun to my later life.”
He squinted at me for a moment and said, “Aren't you afraid your wife will fall for someone else? Aren't you afraid of losing her?”
I thought for a moment and coldly replied, “I don't know what kind of life experience you have, but I believe that once a person comes into this world and gains something, they're not far from losing it.”
He smiled and shook his head: “Perhaps you have someone else outside, but you don't want your wife to file for divorce? But that's none of my business.”
A few days later, I finally rented a room in the apartment building where Teacher Xu lived and hired some experts to arrange things at Teacher Xu's house. Teacher Xu's house was an old-fashioned three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment. Xiaoling lived in the smaller room, where we moved in a small single bed, and a hidden camera was installed.
Teacher Xu lives on the third floor, and my rented apartment is on the sixth floor. We installed the cable from the outside, and after a quick test, the result was pretty good. In addition, we installed a webcam in Teacher Xu's bedroom, living room, and study where his computer is located. Once everything was almost done, I went home, quickly packed my things, moved them to my rented apartment, and bought some food.
When Xiaoling got home, she immediately noticed something was wrong from my expression. Seeing my neatly packed suitcase and bag, she asked blankly, "What's wrong, baby?" "
Xiaoling, something happened. Sit down, don't panic, listen to me. My company has always been managed by my deputy, right? I always trusted him, but he deceived me. Besides legitimate business, he was also involved in a very dangerous illegal business. After the police discovered it, he transferred all the company's money and even used my company as collateral to borrow money from loan sharks in my name. Now he's run away. Besides the police trying to arrest me, the loan sharks are coming to my door demanding my money back."
"What! Oh my god! What should I do?"
"Don't be afraid. The police are fine; I've explained everything. What I'm worried about is the loan sharks. They've got their eyes on us now, saying they'll kill you if I can't pay back the money. Don't cry. There's not much time left. Listen to me. I originally wanted to turn myself in and explain, but I'm afraid the underworld won't let you off the hook. I'm thinking of going out and borrowing some money from friends to pay off the loan sharks, and then going back to the police to 'cooperate' with their investigation. That way, it'll be fine. How about this: pack your things now and go into hiding."
"Where can I go? Can I go home? Or to my friends' place?"
"You absolutely can't do that. You absolutely can't implicate your family, or your friends. Those loan sharks have a lot of influence; they can definitely find out about all your friends. My relatives and friends won't be able to help either. I'll take you to someone's house. He's my middle school teacher, quite old, a very upright person, and we've known each other for many years. Nobody would suspect him."
"I want to go with you!"
"That won't do. Both the legitimate and criminal worlds are looking for me. Taking you along would be too conspicuous. Besides, you need to keep our savings account here. This is our last bit of money. With this money, even if we lose the company, we'll live comfortably for the rest of our lives. It's settled then. Now start packing, but
don't turn on the lights." With a mix of threats and coaxing, Xiaoling, dizzy and confused, grabbed her hastily packed clothes and quietly followed me out the door. Arriving at Teacher Xu's house, Teacher Xu greeted us with great surprise: "Xiao Wang, it's been five years! What brings you here now?"
"Let me introduce you. This is my wife, Xiaoling, and this is Teacher Xu. Teacher Xu, I have something to tell you." Then we pretended to talk in the inner room for a while. Teacher Xu smiled meaningfully and whispered to me, "Xiaoling is so beautiful. I want to sleep with her tonight." I sternly stopped her: If you get rough, I won't be so polite! He chuckled, his face contorted with embarrassment. "At most, I'll just tease her a little. Like I said, I'm going to make her willingly crawl under me." I grabbed his hand and told him, word by word, "You'd better not even try that. If you're so capable, use your own charm to seduce her."
Then I accompanied Xiaoling to the small room she was about to move into and said to her, "Baby, I'm sorry, you'll have to make do here for a few days. I'll definitely be back in two months. Teacher Xu is a very nice and honest person. You have to be polite to him, but don't be too affectionate."
Xiaoling laughed through her tears. "You, even at a time like this, you still make jokes like this. When are you leaving? How can I contact you?" I told her we'd communicate via OICQ, and I was leaving tonight.
Finally, with a heavy heart, I said goodbye to Xiaoling and Teacher Xu, pretended to go downstairs, stayed outside until after nine o'clock, and quietly returned to my rented apartment. That night, I didn't turn on the surveillance camera, thinking there was definitely nothing to see now. The old man was very confident in his charm; he certainly wouldn't break his promise.
The next morning, someone knocked on the door early. I was surprised, and when I opened it, it was Xiaoling and Teacher Xu! What was going on? Xiaoling's face was like ice; she coldly said to me, "Come to Teacher Xu's house."
I looked at Teacher Xu, who had a miserable expression, and he shook his head helplessly.
When we got to Teacher Xu's house, Xiaoling led me straight to the computer in the study. She pointed to the online QQ and asked, "Last night I opened QQ, and it was set to log in automatically. So Teacher Xu is actually Lao Mao, just like Afei, another online friend of mine. All that talk about your middle school teacher, loan sharks, and the underworld—you've been lying to me!"
Then she raised her hand and slapped me across the face. "Shameless! Vulgar!"
My face was red. If Old Cat hadn't been there, I would have almost knelt down before her. I murmured to her, "I'm sorry, I... I'm a piece of trash! Please forgive me." "
I got to the bottom of him last night. You go out first, let me and my husband be alone for a while." She shooed the equally disheveled Old Cat out.
I watched Xiaoling's ever-changing expression with bated breath. She gritted her teeth, her face flushed, and after a moment, pointed at me with her finger: "You! I already got it all sorted out from that old man yesterday. What you're saying is utter nonsense. Is it really necessary to prove your wife's love by living with other men day and night? Is it really necessary to observe and experience the pleasure of completely possessing a woman's life from an outsider's perspective? It's all rubbish! If it weren't for your comment about rediscovering the joy of marriage, I almost decided to divorce you. You just don't know how to cherish me!"
I pleaded pitifully for a long time before Xiaoling's expression softened slightly: "You know, that old cat, he's been trying to seduce me ever since he went online. I knew he wasn't a good person. He's handsome, though, and knows how to charm women. Do you really want him to sleep with me? Do you really want me to live with him for a while?"
I looked at Xiaoling's flushed face and nodded, but I was afraid of upsetting her further, so I didn't dare say anything.
Xiaoling thought for a while, then gritted her teeth, sighed, and said to me, half sarcastically and half seriously, "Then let's have one wife and two husbands. You can stay too."
Then she called Lao Mao in: "I'll still call you Lao Mao; you're not worthy to call me teacher. I agree to live here, but my condition is that my husband and I both move in. We'll sleep in your bedroom, and you'll sleep in that small room. Within two months, use all your tricks. If you can move me..." Xiaoling paused, blushed, and lowered her head, saying, "...perhaps I'll grant your wish. Do you agree?"
Lao Mao and I stared at each other in disbelief. Lao Mao didn't hesitate much and nodded heavily.
So we lived together. Lao Mao moved into the small room, and we slept in his double bed. That night, Xiaoling took off her clothes and climbed on top of me: "Come on, I want to do it with you. Make a lot of noise, make this old man itchy." We made love happily. The thought that Xiaoling had basically agreed to have sex with Lao Mao made me incredibly excited. That night, I completely overwhelmed Xiaoling, making her moan and groan.
Living together as a family, Xiaoling was initially a little uncomfortable. For example, she often gave me the best food, and Lao Mao would complain, "Isn't it supposed to be one wife and two husbands? You have another husband here!" Xiaoling had no choice but to share some with him too.
Sometimes, when Xiaoling massaged my back, he would pretend to have a sore back, and Xiaoling would have to let him lie down and massage him while she lay on top of him. Sometimes, Lao Mao and I would compete to serve Xiaoling: Lao Mao would offer her an apple, and I would offer her a glass of juice.
Lao Mao was indeed very good at talking and pleasing Xiaoling. Sometimes, when Xiaoling and he were chatting animatedly, I could hear them laughing and joking outside from inside the bedroom. I don't know when, but Xiaoling's attitude towards him improved. One night, it was late, and I went to the bathroom. When I opened the door, I saw Xiaoling leaning against the sofa, with Lao Mao embracing her. They were gazing at each other affectionately. When Xiaoling saw me, she immediately sat up from his arms and went back to the bedroom with her head down.
When I got back, I asked her with a smile, "You and he seem to be getting along very well now!"
Xiaoling smiled and said, "I hope my husband won't be jealous."
After that, Xiaoling became less concerned about her attire in front of Lao Mao. Once, she wasn't wearing a bra, just a white t-shirt over it, her breasts practically bursting out, making Lao Mao's mouth dry.
I would go back to the company several times a week, outwardly appearing relaxed about Xiaoling being alone with him, but actually, every time I went out, I knew I was creating opportunities for him.
It took about a month before Xiaoling truly accepted him. It was the transition between summer and autumn, and the weather was quite hot. One evening, Xiaoling was taking a shower when she realized her underwear, which she was about to change into, was soaked. She called for her husband to bring her another pair. I found a pair and was about to go into the bathroom to give them to Xiaoling when I saw Lao Mao looking at me with immense envy and jealousy. I thought for a moment and then handed him the underwear, saying, "Go ahead."
Lao Mao was overjoyed, took the underwear, pushed open the door, and locked it. Half a minute later, I heard someone call out from inside, "How did you get in here!" Then there was silence. Two minutes later, Lao Mao came out grinning, his clothes soaked.
After a while, Xiaoling came out, blushing. She was only wrapped in a bath towel, her snow-white, jade-like breasts half-exposed, and her two firm, smooth thighs almost completely exposed. She gave me a meaningful look, then glanced at Lao Mao, and silently went back to our bedroom.
A moment later, Xiaoling came out. She had changed into a very casual but sexy top, without a bra, her two small, pointed nipples standing out alluringly. She was only wearing white shorts, and we both knew she wasn't wearing underwear underneath (the previous pair had also been wet). Then she hugged me and whispered in my ear, "Honey, let me stay in Old Cat's room for ten minutes today."
I turned to look at my beautiful wife, her face a mixture of teasing and shyness, and my heart pounded wildly. I silently nodded and went back to the bedroom first.
A moment later, I heard a soft moan from next door, followed by the sounds of flesh rolling on the bed. But really, only ten minutes passed. Xiaoling returned, wearing only a long towel, her face flushed.
"So fast?"
"Yeah, I can't let him get away with it so easily. Come on." Xiaoling pulled off the towel and snuggled into my arms. Then she whispered to me that in those ten minutes he had only played with her nipples, and she was already incredibly aroused.
She shook her head and said, "He's too powerful, I'm really a little scared." I looked at her nipples; both were shyly erect and hard from engorgement, very red and cute.
"Then, tomorrow, you won't go into his room?"
Xiaoling pushed me away. "Get lost! We've only just started, and now you want me to stop but I can't." Hearing this, I went all out.
The next night, just before bed, Old Cat stared at Xiaoling and me, looking distracted.
Xiaoling blushed, pushed him inside first, then stood at the door and held up two fingers. I understood; this time it was twenty minutes.
When Xiaoling came back, she told me what had happened in those twenty minutes: After Old Cat closed the door, he immediately stripped Xiaoling naked, then, with his erection, pounced on her like a tiger, he'd been pent up for so long. Xiaoling laughed and blocked his advances, telling him he could play anywhere, just not there.
I asked excitedly, "So, where did he touch you?"
Xiaoling shook her head. "I'm really a little scared. This time, he touched my whole body. I felt like his hands had a magnetic field, making my pores feel so good and comfortable."
"Do you want to extend the time a little more tomorrow?"
Xiaoling looked at me with fiery eyes and rosy cheeks, saying incoherently, "Give us an hour tomorrow."
"Tomorrow, do you want his penis to rub against your entrance? He's not like Afei. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."
"Or, well, I'm going to be his plaything sooner or later anyway," Xiaoling thought for a moment, "I'll just do it with him tomorrow."
Hearing this, my penis immediately became hard.
"Ugh, it's so embarrassing for you to hear this next door."
I said, "This time, I don't just want to hear it; I want to see how you're being played with."
Xiaoling slapped me. "Forget about it, absolutely not."
I said, "If I gave you one night, I just want to see how his penis goes inside your vagina." Xiaoling still shook her head. I thought for a moment and added another condition: "Also, you can sleep in this bedroom."
Xiaoling cried out, "Are you crazy?"
"One word, do you agree or not?"
Xiaoling sat on me, moving up and down while shaking her head, saying, "You're crazy, and I'm crazy too."
The next day, I discussed it with Lao Mao for a while. That night, Xiaoling and Lao Mao were both absent-minded. When their eyes met, it was as if they merged in the air.
After nine o'clock, Xiaoling stood up with a red face. Her legs were a little weak, and her voice trembled a little: "Honey, I'll go in with him first, and you can come in later, okay?" I nodded, feeling very excited.
Tonight, Xiaoling had even put on makeup, wearing a pink floral dress, flesh-colored semi-transparent stockings, and cute cartoon shoes. Lao Mao was only wearing a vest and underwear, revealing his strong body and solid muscles.
Lao Mao led Xiaoling into the bedroom.
Five minutes later, I pushed open the door and went in. I saw that Xiaoling had changed out of her dress and was only wearing a short yellow panty (which Lao Mao had bought for her), and a classic little red bellyband, revealing her snow-white shoulders and the undulating curves of her chest. She had already made the bed, with two pillows neatly arranged side by side and two folded comforters side by side. On the bedside table, there were two condoms and a wad of toilet paper.
Seeing me carefully observing the room, Xiaoling's face stiffened a little; I knew she was afraid I would be very jealous. Seeing her extremely unnatural expression, Old Cat laughed and said, "If you're so nervous, what am I supposed to do later?" Xiao Ling spat, "You old scoundrel!" Old Cat then said to her, "How about this, let's play around for a bit first."
Xiao Ling looked at me, still a little hesitant. So I joked, "Old Cat, remember we had a gentleman's agreement? Let's go through this formality. This time, you and my wife Xiao Ling didn't use any threats or rough methods, did you?" Old Cat smiled and shook his head.
I walked over to Xiao Ling, half-embracing her, and asked, "This was entirely your own choice to be played with by him. Neither your husband nor he forced you, right?"
Hearing this, Xiao Ling became even more embarrassed. After a while, she answered, "Yes, it was my own choice."
"Willingly what?" I pretended not to hear and asked her loudly.
"You're so annoying! I was willing to be played with by him, to be defiled by him!" After saying this, half-pouting and half-coquettish, Xiao Ling finally seemed a little more lively.
She was finally pulled onto the bed by the old cat and nestled tightly in his broad arms. I knew Xiaoling had long since fallen for the old cat, but I had never witnessed their intimacy before. This time, I truly understood.
In fact, not only the old cat, but I was also burning with lust. Xiaoling's bodice was less about covering her body and more about arousing desire. The thin bodice couldn't hide her full, firm breasts at all; even the protrusions on her nipples were clearly visible through it.
The old cat looked at me as if seeking my opinion, and when I nodded silently, he began to play with Xiaoling.
This guy rubbed Xiaoling's firm, erect breasts with his palms through her clothes, and constantly stroked and kneaded her nipples with his fingers. Xiaoling looked at me weakly, enduring this blissful torture with a limp gait. After a while, Xiaoling slid off him onto the bed. Old Cat wasn't in a hurry to undo Xiaoling's bodice; his damned hands slid down her breasts to her shapely buttocks, one hand repeatedly caressing her vulva through her panties, the other greedily sliding across her fair, delicate thighs. Xiaoling soon
began to moan and groan. From the beginning, her face was turned away from me. A thought struck me, and I moved to the other side of the bed. When Xiaoling saw me, she covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. I slowly parted her hands.
"Baby, how is it?"
"No, you're so annoying, go away!" She reached out a small hand to push me away.
Suddenly, Old Cat's hand inappropriately slipped inside Xiaoling's small panties. She shuddered and let out a soft cry. I couldn't bear this erotic scene any longer, and I leaned in for a passionate kiss with Xiaoling.
Her lips were a little dry. After kissing her for a while, I noticed her eyes were somewhat glazed, and her body was swaying slightly. Looking back, I saw Old Cat's hand moving rapidly inside Xiao Ling's panties.
"How is it, baby?" Old Cat called Xiao Ling's name as well.
Before I could react, Xiao Ling had already responded with two "Mmm" sounds: "Mmm, your hand is so naughty!"
I wanted to kiss Xiao Ling again, but she cupped my face in her hands and said to Old Cat, "The one on top of me can start taking off my clothes now. It's too hot."
I turned around and stopped Old Cat's movements. Xiao Ling and he were both startled, thinking I had changed my mind.
I quietly said to Xiao Ling, "Baby, you take them off yourself."
Xiao Ling paused for a moment, sat up, slowly untied her undergarment, and handed it to me. I took the undergarment, still warm from Xiao Ling's body, and looked at her naked body. I felt a surge of excitement, and my hands involuntarily reached out to hug her. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ling, that little devil, winked at me, dodged, and hid in Old Cat's arms. The warm, soft flesh was suddenly embraced by the old cat.
His hands immediately reached out and attacked those alluring peaks, the shy little nipples teasing his fingertips, bringing their owner unbearable pleasure! Xiao Ling, panting softly, stretched her thighs towards me, "Help me, come on, help us take this off." She gestured with her eyes for me to help her remove her panties. I had no choice but to reluctantly become a supporting character, pulling down Xiao Ling's underwear.
The old cat played with Xiao Ling's breasts for a while, then put her back on the bed and began to slowly play with her entire body with his magical hands. He was very skilled, and he knew a woman's sensitive spots well, so soon Xiao Ling was trembling all over and crying out.
I squatted beside Xiao Ling, sometimes discussing my feelings with her. At first, Xiao Ling could still joke with me, and her tone was normal. But later, when he started licking Xiao Ling's clitoris with his tongue, Xiao Ling became a little flustered.
After playing for a while, the old cat asked her, "Do you submit?" Although Xiaoling was moaning loudly, she remained defiant, saying, "What's wrong with that? My husband does just as well as you!"
After a while, he picked Xiaoling up again, his erection making her spread her legs and straddle him, her arms around his neck. His penis was just touching Xiaoling's clitoris, and he was kissing her while constantly pulling on her nipples. Xiaoling completely broke down.
He asked, "Baby, do you submit? How does your husband compare to me?"
Xiaoling looked at me and softly replied, "Baby, he's still just as good as my husband."
I started masturbating.
After a while, Xiaoling could barely hold on any longer, so he put her down and reached for a condom. Xiaoling smiled at me, sticking out her little tongue: "The position is about to fall again. But the core position will still be there."
I looked steadily at Xiaoling: "Baby, the core position isn't with your fickle heart, it's in your heart. As long as you love me, my position won't be lost."
Perhaps overwhelmed by the fire of desire, Xiaoling reached out and knocked the condom out of Old Cat's hand. Then, suppressing the beautiful and tingling sensation, she turned to me and said: "Thank you. This time, I really want to receive the nourishment of love."
Old Cat chuckled smugly, brandishing his erect penis in front of me. Then he lifted and parted Xiaoling's legs, thrusting it into her already aroused and alluring vulva with a soft "plop," penetrating to the very root. "How does this compare to your husband?" he asked.
"Slightly better!"
Hearing this, Old Cat pressed Xiaoling down again, pushing his penis in even deeper. Xiaoling, no longer paying attention to me, cried out weakly, "You've hit my G-spot!" before closing her eyes and engaging in a fierce battle with him.
Ten minutes later, Xiaoling, holding my hand, climaxed from his penetration.
Twenty minutes later, Old Cat had me lift Xiaoling up, changing positions: doggy style. I held Xiaoling's slender body, one hand supporting her buttocks, the surface incredibly smooth. Xiaoling, her head wrapped around my, whispered in my ear, "Do you really want my core to be completely lost?" 我无比期待地看着她，小灵扭着身子对我道：“一星期，与你三天，与他两天，剩下两天大家看身体，看心情，由我支配和决定，好不好？”
我心里很是高兴。因为，这一段时间以来，我已经从老猫对小灵所有女性隐密生活的彻底占有中，以旁观者的身份，充分地体会到了这一点，小灵真是如同一件稀世珍宝一样的珍贵。
我每每想到，老猫对小灵的占有不仅是几乎每一次都要射到小灵的***里，而且还占有了她的体味，她的分泌物，她的头发，她的脚趾，她的亵衣，她的丝袜，我开始急不可奈地想收回这种占有权了。痛入骨髓的时候，人已很难继续享受自虐的快感了。我意识到，这是一种抢夺与对抗，撤出的话，表面上看是大获全胜，实际上将失去我的男性尊严，并让小灵的灵魂沦入堕落绝地。只有坚持到底，才能取得部分胜利。
周六的时候，我与老猫就进入了战争，谁能取得胜利，夺得美人芳心，谁就能任意施展自己的粗暴与温柔，把自己的种子播入女性最湿润最甜美的田野，失败者只能落得孤枕一人、辗转难眠的凄楚境地。
“打牌！开打！”五局三胜制，谁赢了就能抱得美人归。当然，如果是小灵获胜，她会得意地笑着，一会儿摸摸老猫的裆部，一会儿抱着我，用甜蜜的眼神看到我的心灵深处。
在我可怜乞求的注视下和老猫面带得色的微笑里，她几乎不敢正眼看我，只是用一只手轻柔地推推我：“今晚你一个人吧。”
我绝望地听着我的宣判，却会猛然注意到小灵的短裤和雪白的大腿内侧，有几个黑黑的脚趾印，再看老猫的脚趾上有一些湿湿的浪迹，才反应过来，为什么小灵会在打到后来时已经坐不正了，面红耳赤，气短心跳的怪样子。
“老猫，你无耻！”
老猫搡了我一下，“我忘了洗脚，”他附到我耳边，“小灵用了不少浪水才帮我洗干净。”
小灵在老猫的背上敲打起来：“胡咧咧什么呢，别得了便宜还卖乖！”
然后她红着脸向我摆摆手：“晚安。”
我刚睡下，就听见隔壁小灵大声的呻吟浪叫。
有一次，看着老猫连获大胜，即将赢得小灵的肉体，但是小灵那天正好是危险期，她很想和我做爱，就故意耍赖，却被老猫发现了：“好啊，敢窜通做弊，要惩罚！”
小灵被他追到墙脚：“别，别罚我，我错了。”
“说吧，怎么办！”
小灵一猫腰从他的腋下钻了出来，跑向我的怀里：“老公，救我！”她抬起头，眼中闪着晶莹的泪花，定定地看着我。
老猫力气很大，他一下子把我的手掰开，把小灵夺了回去：“谁也救不了你，说，怎么罚你！”
“我不知道，我不知道！”小灵很激动，她用绝望的眼神向我求救！
我坐在那里，再没有什么反应。小灵这才死了心。一想到当晚又要失身给他了，想到即将发生的一切就芳心大乱，再也无力拍打他了，只任他抱拥着自己。
老猫坏笑着低头在她耳边说了句什么，小灵“嗯”了一声，浑身已经酸软无力：“你坏，你是坏蛋！”她娇羞地捶着他的胸膛。
“行不行？”
“就依了你吧，只委屈了我老公了。”小灵轻轻地说了一句。
然后老猫再一次低声在她耳边说了些什么，小灵听了后直摇头：“你不能这样地对他啊！”
老猫再次地进行威胁：“你不听话？你不想要这样的惩罚了吗？”
小灵无奈之下，局促地扭脸看看我：“老公，一会儿我要自己把内裤主动地脱下，让他打我屁股。”
“用什么打？告诉你老公。否则我就不罚你了。”
“我说我说，你别不罚我了，老公，”小灵回脸用飘渺的眼神看着我，“他要用他的****抽打我，抽打人家的屁股，和……人家的阴部。”
小灵已经出汗了，汗水把她一身薄薄的内衣湿透，曲线玲珑的玉体娇软无力地贴紧了他，把她那一对坚挺敏感的双峰也藏到了他的怀里。
她越是在意我的感受，我心里的刺激也就越大，听到他们这样半真半假的挑情，我的心又痒又痛，又想好好地怜爱小灵，又想看看她是如何接受惩罚的。我全身的血似乎都涌到了头上。
“接着说啊！我还有什么话来着？”
“老公，他要你帮着计数，他要抽我最少五百下。”
小灵已经被他逗弄的神魂颠倒，她眼中泪痕未干，心思却已经完全地被他掳走：“老公，你能来吗？帮他数一数。”
这样香艳的一幕我能错过吗，除了第一次外，小灵早已经不再让我观淫了。
我毫不犹豫地点点头，同他们进了卧室。
一进卧室，老猫就把小灵丢到床上。
小灵瘫软地躺在床上，有气无力地对我说：“亲爱的老公，你能帮帮我吗？我没有一点力气了。你帮我把人家的短裤脱下，好吗？”
我走了过去，狠狠心，解开了她短裤的扣子，把她的短裤脱了下来。
然后我才看到她竟然穿着一件和上次她失身给阿飞时一模一样的碎蓝花小亵裤，我最喜欢这一种样式了，我知道，那本是今晚上为我特意准备的。但是，现在，她就要为了另一个男人，主动地脱下她最后的防线了！
然后，老猫脱光了全身，上了床，熟练地把她搂在自己怀里，只一扬手，就把她的乳罩解除了。
雪白玉乳上的一双猩红蓓蕾，在他时而温柔、时而强猛的揉搓抚爱中，硬鼓鼓地立了起来，宛如她处女初夜与我的那一次温柔。
然后，他说道：“开始吧。”
小灵心疼地看了看我，也没有任何犹豫，慢慢地蜷起她洁白润泽如同象牙一般的双腿，轻轻地抬起她准备被抽打的小屁股，把那只碎蓝花小内裤解了开来，然后放在枕边，轻声对我说道：“明天，我再给你穿。”
说完之后，就主动地将自己秀美清纯的胴体，紧紧地贴到了老猫的怀里。这种肉体一丝无缝的紧贴，很快地就让小灵发出了娇吟：“老公，亲亲我吧。”
老猫低下头，与小灵面对面，却没有任何动作，小灵红着脸，张开小嘴，并伸出她娇嫩的小舌头，迎向他的嘴里，然后两人毫无避讳地发出了唔唔的声音。老猫加快了手段，一只手伸到小灵的阴部，灵巧地玩弄着小灵勃起的小阴蒂。一会儿，小灵的腿根部，就润滑一片了。另一只手，再一次地从小灵的一个乳峰爬到另一个乳峰，连拉带捏，或是沿着小灵的乳晕轻轻地画着圈，使小灵的身心无比甜美地接受好准备，成为他的又一顿美餐。
果然，又亲了一会儿，小灵玉脸微红，从他怀里摆脱出来，瞪了他一眼：“讨厌，也没刷牙，就把唾液给人吃。”我知道，小灵只有在最亲呢的合欢时，才愿意吃别人口里的津液的。
然后小灵对我说：“老公，我想开始接受惩罚了。你来数吧。”顿了一顿又娇羞地对我说：“别数错了，数乱了的话，你也知道，……”她娇羞不胜地望瞭望老猫，“又要给他多玩几把了。”
老猫淫笑着，一把拉过小灵，把她按倒在身下，先进行传统式的做爱。凶狠粗壮的****，对准小灵泛滥成灾的***，齐根而没。小灵把自己的双腿抬得高高的，再没有任何的害羞，大声地叫着：“数吧，老公，一，二，三，哦，舒服死了！四，五，六，七，哦！”
老猫向我解释着：“这种惩罚，小灵很喜欢的，是不是？”
小灵点点头，又向我道：“我没法子数了，人家心都被他捅乱了，你凑近一些来数吧。”
我一边掏出鸡巴，打着手枪，一边数着：“二十，二十一，二十二，……”
后来我也全乱了，看着小灵银牙紧咬，双颊染红，凝脂软玉般的玉体上，浪迹斑斑，香汗淋淋，却没有任何的退缩，每一次的冲击的时候，都微扭着腰部，迎着他的凶器向前挺。
我知道老猫的家伙很厉害，关心地对小灵道：“要是不行，你往后缩一下，别迎着他，这样会泄得太快的。”
小灵点点头，没有回答我，却轻伸玉臂，勾住他的脖子，主动地送上香舌，并轻轻地咽着他嘴里渡来的津液。下体非但没有退缩，反而迎合得更浪态十足。只一会儿，小灵就大声地叫着，把高潮奉献给他。
小灵在床上稍事休息，突然想起什么，问我：“他，他插了多少下了？”
我摇摇头，说记不清了。小灵打了我一巴掌，道：“讨厌，你要害得你老婆多丢好多次了！”
小灵再一次和他做了起来，当老猫加快抽插，两人快到高潮时，小灵洁白的小腹起伏不停，她只是用眼神看着我，我也知道她的意思，但是一种极度的自虐情绪再次发作，我对老猫说：“今天是小灵的危险期，你最好射在外面。”我知道老猫一定不会这样做的。
老猫用询问的眼神看了看小灵，小灵红着脸摇摇头：“随你了。”
当他把一股一股腥白的精液射进小灵的***后，并没有急着拔出来，而是不断地里面搅着，挤出的两个人的浪液沿着小灵的洞口流到她的屁眼，小灵大声地叫着：“我要怀上你的种！把它们弄到我最里面吧！”并且再一次地哭了起来。
他们俩人又做了数次，老猫也射了三次，到后来，小灵还挺着屁股，把小阴唇合了起来，结果老猫的精液只流出一点点。然后她好象忘记了她说过的话，随手拿起那条我珍爱的小内裤，把老猫和她的爱液擦试完，并扔到地下。
第二天，小灵早早地把那条内裤洗净，并晾了起来。
晚上，小灵把我引进门，转动着她穿着碎蓝花内裤的小屁股，对我说：“对不起了，昨晚上，弄脏了，不过，你看，洗干净后，还是很纯洁的嘛！”
我有些伤心，没有理她，小灵抱着我说：“亲爱的，其实我早知道你有不孕症的事。我们借种吧，希望你不要难受，你知道，我很想要个小孩。”
两个月后我们离开老猫家，搬了回去。小灵做了一次检查，发现自己还是没有怀上。

第五章：美丽的误会

从老猫家回来后，我和小灵重新回到了过去正常的轨道上。在回来后的第二天，小灵笑着对我说：“我真的有种感觉，好象我们之间还少了一个人。”
我笑着问她：“怎么，还不过瘾？要不我们把他叫过来？”
小灵拍了我一巴掌：“够荒唐的了！我可是正经的女孩。”话还没说完，她自己也意识到了什么，红着脸吃吃笑着对我说：“到底被你惯坏了。”
然后她扬着脸，非常好奇地问我：“其实，不瞒你说，我也曾想过，如果让你当着我的面，和别的女孩那个，我会有什么感觉？”然后她摇摇头，“真的不能接受。我问你，我和别人到底玩到什么程度，你才不能接受呢？”
我也一脸困惑地摇摇头：“我也不知道。或许是当你和另一个男的真正有了感情的时候，有了爱的时候，我想，可能我会很痛苦的。”
小灵马上说：“你认为我对你的爱还不够深吗？我想，我这一生，除了你，是不会再爱别人的。”
我搂着她，心里很是感动，同时也有些好奇：“你真的一点也不爱老猫和阿飞？”
小灵轻轻地摇摇头，说：“你知道的，我这人，是很难接受只有欲没有情的爱，我觉得那和动物交配没有什么两样，很恶心的。所以，当初，你让我和阿飞来往，还有和老猫在一起，我都是要他们给我一些时间来增加一些了解。我对他们，最多只有一些好感。”
然后她紧紧握着我的手，直直地看着我道：“在认识你之前，我原来的感情生活，真的是很简单的，最多也就是有一个暗恋，认识了你并和你结了婚，我这张白纸上，也就只有你这一种顔色，再没有一点儿杂质。”
“你不是挺喜欢西方的油画吗？你觉得是只有一种顔色美呢，还是以一种顔色为主色调，再杂陈一些其他的辅助色，更美？”
小灵想了一想，睁大了眼睛，有些恐惧地看着我，结结巴巴地说道：“你是让我，也，……也分一些爱给别的男人？我真的不能接受。一起玩玩还可以，动感情，可是很危险的。”
我也有些害怕，可是还是克制不住自己的冲动，搂着怀中的娇妻，对她一字一句地说道：“你可以再找些别的男人，与他们发展一些感情。我唯一的要求，就是你对我的爱要占绝对主要的位置。”
小灵很震惊：“为什么呢？我不同意。你是不是喜欢上别人了，可是又找不到借口，所以给我支一个套啊？”
我说：“你是听老猫说的吧？你是相信他的话，还是相信我的为人？”然后我故意慢慢地说道，“其实你对老猫和阿飞所谓的喜欢，与爱有什么分别呢？”
小灵低下头，想了一会儿，低声说道：“爱，就是想时时与他在一起，一分开就会觉得痛苦，我现在对他们俩一点儿这种感觉也没有。宝宝，咱们走得太远了。如果你非让我去爱别人，真有那么一天，我不仅把身体交给了他，还把爱情也交给了他，可能，你会失去我的。”
然后她傻傻地看着我，又笑了，可是眼角却泌出泪水：“不过不会有那么一天的。我有生之时，绝不会放过你，除非有一天，我快死了，我才会把你托附给一个我最信得过的人，然后，我静静地离开这个家，找个没有人的地方。”
然后她就被自己感动得抽泣起来。我故意开着玩笑把她拉回现实中来：“真的吗？你想把我交给谁？那个傻傻的蓝水晶吗？”就是前面提到的她那个同学，当时她在我家里借住，我回家时她还满脸警戒地问我是谁。现在这个女孩是我们家唯一的朋友了。
“她傻吗？你是真心话？！她学习那么好，很有灵气，长得也不算难看，上学时有半个班的男生都暗恋她呢。”
我当然知道，那是一个该聪明时极聪明、犯起糊涂能把你气晕的女孩。常常好奇地睁大她双明亮纯洁的大眼睛，有时候爱刨跟问底，目光清澈无比；有时好象洞察一切，目光中也就透着宽容和善意。
在我家时，她常散着一头飘飘的长发，支着一条长腿，坐在沙发上，目不转睛地看着我，她的眼神，有时让我产生美妙的联想，有时让我很心虚，不知她是否从我的言行中看到了我心里对她暗藏的不良企图。
她的直率，她的美丽，她的善良，都非常地吸引我。可这是小灵最好的闺中密友，我对她的暗恋非常小心，她们两个人一点儿都没有发现。
我过了一会儿，看到还是有点感伤，就继续逗她：“你一开始说，你幻想我和别的女孩那个，你当时想的是不是蓝水晶啊？”
小灵点点头，然后莫名地一阵怒火，“我和别的男人做，那是你强迫我的。如果你要和那个丫头有一点，哼，哼，我先给她一瓶浓硫酸，再一刀劈死你，然后我再自尽。”
“强迫的？谁当时，穿着小肚兜，光着大腿，坐在别人的怀里，说，我是自愿被他亵玩的？”
“嗯！敢揭的我短！”小灵脸上泛起红晕，“你要死啊！今天，你要是不给我来上三回，我就去找老猫！”然后她一下子把我推倒上床，飞快地除去自己身上最后的衣物，看我还没什么反应，急急地帮我解开扣子，“来吧。”
我一边由着她脱我的衣服，一边观察她，并继续挑逗她：“小灵，我发现，你的乳头，原来又红又小的，现在怎么变成褐色的了？”
小灵把我的衣物都脱完后，伏在我的上身，娇喃着：“还不是被老猫吃的？他又咬又捏的，弄了人家两个月，人家能不变吗？”
我对着她酥胸上挺立茁壮的小乳头，用手指轻轻弹了一下，问道：“喂，两个小家伙，你们这一阵子，过得怎么样啊？”
小灵蠕动着，一面握住我的鸡巴玩弄着，一面回答：“还好，还好，前一阵有个老男人，他把我们俩弄得舒服极了。”
我有些兴奋，对她道：“宝宝，你把你那件小裤头拿过来。”
“我不！挺味的！你还非不让洗，留着老猫和人家最后一次留的爱液，又酸又腥，你却当个宝贝似的。”
她口上说着不同意，但还是下了地，从包里找出她那件我最爱的碎蓝花小亵裤，格格地笑着一下子扔到我的脸上，“好闻，就多闻吧！”那一次，她和老猫都流了很多，用一条内裤都没擦干净，闻上看上去特别惹人暇思。
那天做完爱之后，我把那条内裤藏到了枕头底下，以便随时把玩。
这次讨论之后，正好第二天，蓝水晶来找小灵玩，小灵叫她到卧室去聊，一会儿我找了个借口也进去，和蓝水晶吹起牛来。
小灵不说话，用一种怪异的眼神，一会儿看看我，一会儿看看蓝水晶，我先是意识到了，话也少了些，小蓝过了一会儿才有所意识，脸微微红了一下，对小灵说：“你干吗这么看我啊！”
小灵撇撇嘴：“你王哥进来之前，也没见你这么疯！”小蓝满脸通红，她的肤色很好，很白，那红晕在她脸上慢慢散开，一直到她那迷人的小耳朵。
小灵又说：“要不今晚上别回去了，我去客厅，你们俩别太闹就行了。”
小蓝好象被她说中了心里话，实在羞得不行，抄起枕头，就去砸小灵：“你要死啊！”
然后我看到小灵突然间睁大了眼睛，满脸通红地看着一样东西，小蓝顺着她的眼光一看，也傻了：床上原来枕头的位置，那条被小灵和老猫的爱液弄得一塌糊涂的小内裤，又是白的又是黄的，一道一道的，无比扎眼醒目，好象是肉欲赤祼祼的宣言，使一切的文明与含蓄都无处藏身！
小蓝第一个反应是掩着脸把腿就跑：“要死了要死了！你们俩的脏东西！打死我也不敢上你们家了！”
小灵也全懵了，也不知怎么辩解好了，她竟拉着小蓝急急地说：“这不是我和他弄的脏东西。”然后才捂着嘴发现自己失言。
小蓝刚要拉门，一听此话，她怔住了，回过头来，“什么？那是谁的？”她一下子想到了什么，握了握小灵的手，然后满脸怒气地指着我，“这是你和哪个女人的脏东西？你敢欺负小灵！”
我张口结舌，看着满脸羞涩的小灵和满脸正气的小蓝，不知是认还是不认。小蓝对小灵说：“别怕，有你妹给你做主呢！他敢抵赖，我就敢拿着这东西去做DNA化验！”小灵又羞又急，竟呜呜地哭了起来。
小蓝更加愤怒，一气之下竟冲到我跟前，抬手就给我了一记响亮的耳光。小灵只好起身拉着小蓝，对我说：“你先出去。”
我捂着脸，低着头，怏怏地走了出去，没想到那丫头还不解气，她的腿又长，在我出门之时，一抬腿对我的屁股又来了一脚。过了几分钟，屋内就响起一声尖叫：“你，原来是你和别人的！天！我进了一个什么样的地方！”
又过了五六分钟吧，又听见蓝水晶一下子拉开门，扑向沙发上的我：“小灵这个样子，还得怨你混蛋！”
小灵追了出来，拉住了蓝水晶，小蓝回头看了看她，摇了摇头叹一口气：“你啊你啊！我说你们什么好！王兵，你这样做，有什么意思？小灵和人跑了怎么办？小灵怀了别人的孩子怎么办？”
顿了一下，她还开了个玩笑，不怀好意地对我阴阴笑了笑：“要是小灵和人跑了，我就嫁给你，然后也到处和人玩，让你绿帽子一个接一个戴！”
“小蓝，其实他还有些原因的，他是有病的，唉，我真是说不清了。”小灵劝住她，却也不好再说下去，然后再次哭了。
小蓝原想走掉的，听到这话，愣住了，呐呐了两句，“有病！！！我，我不知道！”然后她好象是终于明白过来，走到我面前：“是这样的啊！王哥，我不知道，对不起啊。不过，现代医学这么发达，你可以去治的。不是有伟哥吗？”她说着说着脸又红了。
“治不好的。”小灵低声说了句，不再说什么了。没想到蓝水晶竟然理解错了，可是我们也不好再继续解释下去了。
当晚，小蓝和小灵睡在我们的卧室，我去客房睡了。没想到睡到半夜，小蓝却推开了我的门。
她轻轻把我摇醒，在黑暗中她的眼睛亮亮的。
“怎么啦？”我还没完全清醒。
“对不起，我打错你了。对不起啊！”我抬起身来，愣愣地看着小蓝，她只穿了一件宽松的连体睡衣裤，胸部鼓鼓的，像是两只小山包。胸口的肉润白晶莹，看得我直流口水。我努力克制住自己的眼光，问她：“没什么，你还大半夜的，过来道歉，我皮厚着呢，不怕你打，不解气，再打我两下。”
“我问你一句，你的病，真的治不好了？吃伟哥都不行了？”我知道她搞错了，可是不知为什么，我没有更正，只是摇了摇头。
“你好可怜。我真的错了。”
“行了，行了，真没什么，你回去睡吧。”
“不是的，我是想来说，……可是我又觉得这些话会很残妒忌。我不知该不该和你说。”
我完全清醒过来，“你说吧，我能经受住的。”
“我想和你结拜成兄妹。”
“什么？结拜成兄妹？为什么？”我不敢相信自己的耳朵！
“你把小灵放了吧，你既然……无能，不能给她正常的夫妻生活，你应该让她去寻找别的男人，另组家庭。可是你一个人过，也好可怜。我的意思是，我一直挺想有这样的哥，我给你当妹妹，照顾你的生活。好不好？”
我不知该说什么。她却坐得更近了，紧紧拉住了我的手，我看见她眼睛里的泪水，哗地流了出来。“王哥，其实，其实，我，我也……”
小蓝话到嘴边，又收住了，并且推开我想拥她的双臂，让自己的泪水尽情地流着，“为什么，你人这么好，却有这种病！”她和我坐得很近，一只腿盘在床边，我隔着薄被，几乎能感受到她美妙的肉体。一股处女幽幽的体香，让我不能自己。
我轻轻地用双臂再次环住了她，小蓝又再一次地推开了我，并且抬起头来，坚定地看着我：“王哥，只要你答应放了小灵姐，我，我将来会让你抱的！”
我说：“可是小灵很爱我的啊！”
“越是这样，你越不能让她为你浪费青春了！”
“那，那怎么办啊？”
“我知道一个人，她一直很喜欢他的。我们可以制造机会，让小灵和他……那个，让她移情啊。”我不说话，心里却酸意十足，真让小灵和别的男人走，这可是我计画中没有的一步啊！可是，眼前的这个玉人儿，我又非常地渴望，怎么办才好啊！
“这对你，真的很不公平，”小蓝过了一会儿，把手轻轻地环在我的腰上，把她那诱人的娇躯轻轻地挨在我身上，喃喃地说道：“我会给你补偿的，如果你的病不能好，我和你结成兄妹，永远地照顾你。”
“我要的是那种能乱伦的那种兄妹关系！”我使劲把屁股往后缩了缩，生怕她碰到我已经硬得不行的家伙。
小蓝的气息也有些急促，她没说什么，却拿着我的手，慢慢地放到她半开的怀里，“只要你能做出这种伟大的牺牲，我也会给你想要的东西的。”
我的手指轻轻地动弹一下，那种醉人的酥软感觉，刹那间让我仿佛以为自己的手触到了天堂的门，食指先遇到一个又小又软的东西，好象还缩成一团，然后我轻轻拨弄了一下，好象只有一秒钟，那只小珍珠一样的东西一下子就硬了起来，并迅速地长了起来。
我用中指和食指轻轻挤了挤它，那只小乳头一下子就亭亭玉立，隔着衣物都能看见那两只乳尖，我又用食指沿着她的乳晕划了几个圈，小蓝轻轻地呻吟了一声，“哦！别动了！”没想到她这样的敏感！
于是我只能静静地搂着她，另一只手在她胸前大快朵颐，还得拼命缩着屁股，生怕小蓝有所觉察。
小蓝直到婚后才和我说，那次是她第一次被人摸乳，那种快感，让她已经欲仙欲死了。又羞红着脸告诉我：当时她以为做爱的快感，肯定也不过如此，所以她就决定做出这种牺牲，一辈子不做爱，只摸摸乳也够她享受的了！
“小蓝，你爱我吗？”
“傻哥哥，我，我当然爱你了，我早就爱上你了，我知道，你也很爱我，是不是？”
“如果你将来遇上你喜欢的人，要和他结婚了，那我怎么办？”
“我不会和任何人结婚的，我们就兄妹俩，过一辈子。”
“我怎么不知道小灵心里还喜欢的另外一个男人啊，他是谁？”
“故事不是很复杂，今晚我就简单地和你说说吧，小灵喜欢的人，就是我现在的男友，许果，我们的大学同学，小灵先认识的，可是我不知道，先向他表白了。我后来才知道，小灵和他，就差捅破这窗户纸了。我和他好上之后，我生怕小灵抢走他，就告诉他，小灵其实很讨厌他的。所以他们到底也没成。小灵最后才跟了你。这可是我最大的秘密，所以你知道我为什么可以为小灵做出这种牺牲了吧？”她眼里又涌出一些泪水，“再加上你的病这一层因素，我欠了小灵太多的了。”
“你的男友？你们几年了？”
“四年了。”
“你爱他吗？还是更爱我？”
小蓝费劲地把我的手从她胸前拿开，白了我一眼：“你是第一个摸我的乳房的男人。你说，我更爱谁？”
我脑子还是有些糊涂：“那你不爱他了？他可以给你正常的夫妻生活啊？而我不行的。你真，真能为报答小灵，做出这种牺牲？”
“不是我的，早晚也要离开我。我希望得到的是真正的爱，我知道，我的哥哥你，能给我爱情，即使是柏拉图式的爱，我也就知足了。而他呢，和我处了四年，心里还一直想着小灵，所以说，你要让小灵和他做，他们俩一定好上。”
“如果你再遇上更好的男人，要是离开我，怎么办呢？”我试探着她。
“真的不会了，在我的生命里，除了一个我爱了四年的许果，还有你，再不会有别人了。我真要是受不了，就和小灵商量一下，借一借她老公，应该可以的吧！”
“借一借？”我的手伸向她的大腿。
“你吃醋了？别想这些东西了，会让你难受的，来，再抱一抱我吧。”
“和你在一起后，我会每天晚上让你抱，让你摸个够的。”她喃喃着，再次倒在我的怀里，我一只手乘机偷袭进着她的裤腿里，沿着她娇俏的小腿，一直摸到她又嫩又软的大腿上。
小蓝只是很小声地哼哼着，直到我快摸到她的内裤里时，她才坚决地把我的手推开，两个人又亲了一会儿，她悄悄地回去了。
第二天，小灵和小蓝从卧室里出来。我见小灵的表情，羞答答的，有些不自然，蓝水晶偷眼看我时，却有一种又羞涩又得意的神情。我不知是怎么一回事。
上午，小蓝早早地就走了。
中午，小灵说想出去散散发，然后开着车走了。下午，我给她打电话，才知道她一个人跑在郊外的山上看风景了。
晚上小灵回来后，洗簌完毕，我先上了床，小灵却跑到梳妆台前，找了瓶香水，喷了喷。然后她解开胸衣，走到我面前，挺着骄人的胸部，笑嘻嘻地转了一圈：“老公，今天晚上来吗？”
我点点头，正要搂她，她却说：“等一等。”然后她从柜子里找出一盘录相带，放到录相机里，我真猜对了，正是老猫第二天玩弄她的录相带。
画面里，先是老猫站在床边，向小灵招招手，小灵从镜头底下出现了，全身故意穿得挺整齐的，盘着少妇的发髻，一身浅绿色的套装，紧紧的束腰，把她曲线灵珑的身段尽现无遗，腿上还穿着长长的丝袜，脚下是一双黑色的高跟鞋。
然后小灵走到老猫跟前，搂着老猫跳起舞来。老猫一只手紧搂着小灵，另一只手却摸到小灵的屁股上。小灵只是纯纯地对着镜头笑着，好象我和她刚认识的时候。
过了一会儿，老猫抱着小灵，和她亲吻起来。小灵闭着眼，把香舌度进老猫嘴里，任他尝着。又过了一会儿，老猫一只手已经伸进小灵的怀里，小灵被摸了一会儿后，松开老猫，对着镜头，慢慢解开扣子，脱下她的外套。
她里面还是那身诱人的小肚兜，半露着晶莹雪白的酥胸和削瘦的香肩。老猫把她搂在怀里，又解开了小肚兜上面的扣子，小肚兜搭了下来，然后把小灵的上半身转过来对着摄相机。
小灵先是害躁地低着头，等老猫两只手同时把玩起她的鸡头嫩肉，小灵才放开一些拘束，正面对着摄相机，时而露出一个清纯的微笑，时而秀眉紧蹙，银牙半咬，并主动地挺着胸，任那两只大手猥亵着她。
又过了一会儿，老猫腾出一只手，沿着她光滑迷人的小肚子，爬向小灵下身最神圣的地方，小灵则满脸绯红，娇喘着，并略弯着腰给他腾出空间，正好她的脸与贴的镜头很近，不知为什么，她伸出她刚刚与别的男人品尝过并沾满他唾液的小香舌，在镜头上舔了一圈。随后录相关掉了。
电视机只是一黑，接着一个香艳的镜头再次出现，小灵已经到了床上，嘴里咬着一条黄色三角裤，秀发披散在脸上，额上都是汗水。
最可气的是镜头只对准了小灵的上半身，看起来她好象是坐在老猫的怀里，两人都在床上进行着肉搏大战。小灵还是穿着她半解开的小肚兜，遮住了她的阴部，她鲜花般娇嫩的肌肤和老猫黝黑健壮的身体形成鲜明对比。
老猫的一只大手在她乳房上左右逢源地摸着，另一只手扶着小灵半坐着。小灵有节奏地时上时下，头时而后仰，时而软绵绵地看着镜头，叫床声又急又促，傻瓜也能猜到他们底下是在尽情地交欢。
可能是刚刚才和老猫合过体没多久，小灵还是很羞涩的。
“哦，嗯，人家都是你的人了，你还要这么欺负我！”
“人家老公还一直戴着套干人家的，你就喜欢用你的****直接地插啊，插啊，插的我，都……”
“哦，要死了，你真狠，顶到人家花心里了！”
“嗯，我里面，好烫，好舒服的，老色狼，你就尽情地玩我吧！”
“你叫我老色狼！”
“说得就是你！哦！老……色狼，你，你坏死了，求求你，再动一动嘛！”
“为什么叫你老公老色狼！”
“你这样糟蹋过多少个女孩了，老色狼！你，哦，哦，我服了，别，别弄人家的小屁眼，那里很痒的。动嘛！”
“你是心甘情愿被老色狼玩的？我可不想让你到警察局告我。”
“是的，是的！哦，亲老公，谢谢你了，我是完全主动的，我就是想被你玩，玩死也心甘。玩完了就扔到一边我也认了！哦，对！就是那里，磨吧！磨死我吧！”
“你老公听到你这样叫床，会很不爽的，你的声音别太大了！要不你和你老公挥挥手！”老猫忍着笑和小灵说道。
小灵红着脸看了看镜头，向镜头挥了挥手，声音只低了一会儿，只过了几分钟，她再一次地控制不住了：“我，我受不了了，我，我要丢了，我要对不起我老公了，你射吧，我已经到了！”
她突然全身颤动，趴到了老猫的怀里，这时老猫已经坐了起来，半搂着她，还回脸向镜头笑了笑，一面笑着，一面把小灵抱得死死的，小灵的叫床声一浪高过一浪：“你，你，我，要，你的，全进来，把，我，全身里外都玷污了吧！”
“啊，接着射，我子宫里都能感觉到了，你的精液好烫，好多，哦，我又来了！”
我看著录相，非常地亢奋，小灵脱光了衣服，依偎在我怀里，看了一会儿，然后摸着我的鸡巴问：“老公，你还想让别的男人干我吗？”我点点头。
小灵沈默了好一会儿，然后垂着眼帘问：“那如果我和那个人，有了一些感情，你真的能容忍吗？”
“这次，你要自己选一个目标？”我问道。
“前两次是你帮着我选的，我觉得也都能接受吧。可是，这次最好是自己挑一个，你说呢？”
“那当然。”
“昨天晚上，蓝水晶那丫头，她出一个馊主意，她说肥水何必留外人田呢？她愿意让她的男友和我做。”
“你，你同意了？”
“我一开始没同意，说怪别扭的，都是认识的人。后来，她说，说……”小灵躁得满脸通红，说不下去了。
“说什么？”
“说那个男的早就想和我做爱了。我就同意了。”
小灵即使是前两次，也没有这么害躁过。我一面摸着她，一面问：“那蓝丫头不会吃醋？”
小灵说：“这才让人吃惊呢，他男友许果那么好的人，她可一点都不再乎，她说，她已经爱上别人了。”
“你对许果印象真不错啊！”到底她还是我的老婆，捉她这么夸别的男人，我心里很不是滋味。
“吃醋了？你放心吧。我不会把对你的爱分别人一点的。”
“你想什么时候和许果云雨交欢？在什么地方做？”
“我和好几年没和他来往了，我想，和他慢慢地接触接触，不行就算了，我总不能强奸人家吧。最多诱奸啦！”
“你能有什么方法引诱他！”
“有什么方法，最多用光着的大腿碰碰他，用丰满的乳房磳磳他，或是假装喝多了酒，吐脏了衣服，半光着身子与他到床上共眠，看那个傻瓜什么开窍，反正他什么时候想占我的便宜，我都随他。想怎么占，我也由他了。”
过了一会儿，她又说了一句，“我只是肉体上被他玩玩，感情上也不会太出轨。你放心吧，反正我不会对你变心的。”
第二天，我找了个机会，悄悄地约蓝水晶去看电影院里，一脸痛苦地把小灵关于和许果发展感情的想法，原原本本地告诉了她，小蓝被我搂在怀里，只是轻轻地对了一句：“小灵和许果进展到什么程度，我就和你进展到什么程度。你放心吧。”
“可是如果他们做了爱呢？”我试探她。
“那我，我也要和许果做一次爱，不能全便宜小灵了。”蓝水晶娇羞满面，开始吃起醋来了。我搂着怀里这个清丽无比、散发着迷人处女体香的小妖精，一时间很矛盾。
我要装到什么时候呢？我只能等到小灵和许果交欢之后，再占有蓝水晶的肉体，可是，如果她知道真相，发现完全是自己的误会，发现我是个很变态的家伙，会不会在我占有她之后，一气之下，不理我了？
难道我只能等到小灵和许果结了婚，再占有小蓝？我倒是自信会娶到她，可就怕不能得到她的处女之体了。

第六章：离婚与结婚

小灵和许果的再次会面，选择的地点是小灵母校的咖啡厅。
我躲在角落里，看着小灵和那个一表人才、满腹才华、却始终在社会上找不到位置的男孩子，手把手、含情相视。
小灵几次红着脸，偷眼看看五六米外的我，过了一会儿，在我这个位置看得分明，那个许果又用脚轻轻蹭着小灵的小腿，小灵有些紧张，但是没有避开。听他们聊的都是过去的老话题，许果数次提到，他过去和现在都深爱着小灵，小灵有些感动，握住了他的手，斜眼看看我，却没有表什么态。
当晚，小灵回来后还和我说，许果还告诉她，蓝水晶和他基本上完了。我问她：“如果当时我不在场，你会说你也爱他吗？”
小灵说：“我爱他，和爱你是无法相比的。”然后她依偎在我怀里，过了一会儿，她又告诉我：“晚上她要去老猫那里一趟，她有件很好的发夹，拉在他家里了。”
我笑着问她：“要不要我陪着去？”
小灵脸红了：“不用。晚上我要是十点钟回不来，你就先睡吧。”
第二天早上，小灵别着那个无比珍贵的发夹回来了，我上去要抱她，她一扭身：“行行好吧，我累死了，先睡上一觉。”
在两个星期之内，小灵和许果出去了好几次。最刺激的一次，是小灵在出去之前，发现自己的乳罩少了一个扣子，然后再要找别的时候，我告诉她，要不你就别戴了，反正一会儿还要脱下，小灵说，那我连内裤也不穿了。
然后我尾随着小灵出去（她知道），她小巧玲珑的身体，紧紧贴着许果走在夜晚的街心公园里。
一会儿，在一个寂静无人的站台下，小灵回头看看我，我假装是无关的过路人，离他们有四五米远，他们就当着我的面开始亲吻。过了一会儿，许果一手抱着小灵，一手从她的小衣里伸了进去，小灵头搭在他的肩上，眼睛看着我，又过了一会儿，小灵向我调皮地眨眨眼，轻轻地撩起自己的短裙，许果的手就势伸了进去，小灵不好意思再看我，闭眼欢快地喘息起来，过了一会儿，她的身子就使劲地抖动起来。
回去后，我狂热地占有了小灵。
最近许果和小灵的约会日益频繁，我不知道他们在谈什么，但我知道，小灵还没和他那个，和他交欢之前她一定会告诉我的，这一点我坚信。
寂寞的时候，我就给蓝水晶打电话，她和许果一直没再联系，我们在一起的时间很多。她对我的态度，充满了母性的怜悯，常常说：你好可怜，你好需要人疼你啊！
好象是在一个人头攒动的节日盛会上，许多陌生的面孔在我面前一晃而过，偶有一些半生不熟的人，几片清淡如水的笑容，两句不冷不热的寒暄，让我感同嚼蜡般无趣和孤独。这时，一个二十几岁的艳装女子与一个陌生的男子出现在我的视线中。那个女孩子一袭深红色的华美晚装，一头披肩的青丝细柔水亮，脚着一双白色高跟鞋，正柔情似水地看着她的男伴。
我愣住了：这不是我的妻子小灵吗？记忆中好象已经分开多年了，她还是这样的青春娇憨。这时，她的眼光也转了过来，四目相对，我的心都快要裂开了，她的目光为什么这样悒郁，她的笑容为什么突然僵住，她的红唇为什么在颤抖？她的杏眼中的水雾为什么越来越浓？
我正要向前，她的男伴似乎觉察到了我，在冷酷的微笑里他把小灵强拥在怀里，小灵无力地伸手向我挥挥。我心如刀绞，冲向他们。
“你是小灵的前夫吧？小灵现在已经归我了，她已经不爱你了。”
“你胡说！”
“我胡说？你可以问问小灵啊！小灵，你的肉体属于我，只有我能占有你，随意地占有你，是不是？”
小灵扭脸看着我，轻轻地点了点头，她悲怆的眼睛里，滑落下晶莹如珠的滚圆泪水，一颗一颗慢慢地坠落到地上，迸裂开来，象白色的流星，在清晨死亡。
“小灵，你的爱情属于我，你对我百分之百的忠诚，你把你的心灵，你的过去，你的将来，完全交给了我，是不是？小灵，那个站在你面前的人，你是不是已经完全忘记他了？你说，你认识他吗？”
小灵悲伤的眼神慢慢地空洞了，她好象是在看着我，又好象是看着一团空气。
“我不认识他。”
“小灵，我是王兵啊，我是你的爱人！我们是结发夫妻，说好了永不背离的！”隐约中，我已经知道自己是在做梦了，可是梦中的痛苦竟是如此地真实。
“你的爱人？曾经是吧。可是你非让我分一些爱给别人，现在我已经完全地爱上他了，就要嫁给他了，你希望的就是这些吗？”
“他不是很喜欢看你和别人做爱吗？来，我们就在他面前做，看他爽不爽？”
“不！小灵！我不要你和他做了，我不要你爱上他，你回来吧！”
“晚了，真了晚了。”
小灵一面说着，一面让他解开了晚装后的扣子，那个男人几下动作，就把小灵欺霜赛雪的迷人胴体展露在我面前，小灵走到了我的面前，叉开她瘦长匀称的美腿，微微翘起她的娇俏臀部，把迷人的花径迎向了他的阳具，同时伸出双手，向我示意：“来吧，扶着我，最后让你看一次。”
“不，小灵，我不能！”我一面哭着一面向她摇着手。
小灵拉住了我的手，上身贴向我，同时她轻轻哦了一声，我看见他的硕大粗长的肉棒渐渐没入小灵的阴道口，水声响了起来，小灵桃腮上渐泛起缕缕羞红，她一面呻吟着一面对我道：“王兵，你记着，我还深深地爱着你，如果你后悔了，一切还来得及。”
我从梦中慢慢醒来，点起一根烟，在黑暗中，把重重心事伴着烟灰的余烬弹向烟灰缸。看了看夜光表，已经十一点了，小灵还是没有回来。晚上走之前，她说她去见见许果，最多十点钟，她一定会回来的。我记得她走的时候，好象是从衣柜里拿了一件内裤，放到了她随身带的坤包里。
开开灯，我似乎看见凝固在空气中一缕缕将散未散的不是烟圈，而是纯粹的伤痛。
再没有犹豫，我马上拨了小灵的手机，一次又一次，都是关机提示。
我心里乱极了，知道自己再不能忍受一刻的孤独了，然后我打通了蓝水晶的电话。
“怎么了，哥哥？”听声音她还睡意朦胧。
“小灵去见许果了，她，她说十点钟就回来的，可是现在还没有回来。”三十五岁的男人，是不能当着女人哭的，我故意咳嗽了几声，把一些抽噎咽回胸膛。
“我现在就去你那儿，哥，你等我一会儿。”
二十分钟后，当小蓝出现在我的面前时，我再也忍不住了，一把就抱住了她。
在门口，她搂着我的头，静静地呆了一会儿，然后她附在我耳边说道：“哥哥，我有些冷，我们去里屋吧。”
双双进了卧室，我像个傻子一样，有些不知所措。
认识她已经四五年了，也有过嘻笑打骂，也知道彼此互有好感，可是我敢对天发誓，我们之间连一个暖昧的眼神也没有传递过。不到一个月的时间，这样的亲呢，真是有些太快了。
小蓝慢慢依偎到我怀里，说了句：“我上床陪陪你吧。”然后她低下了头。
我抱着小蓝，走向双人床。她两脚一蹭，把高跟鞋就脱掉了，露出娇小可爱的双脚，真没想到这小丫头的大腿是如此的浑圆细嫩，短短的蓝裤子只遮到圆润的膝头，加上没穿丝袜，可以直接看到她大腿上晶莹滑腻的肌肤，加上青春少女身上散发出来的自然处子清香灌入鼻中，令我一时呆住了。
小蓝脸红红的，向我挤了挤眼，“秀色可餐吧。一会儿，美死你！”
我慢慢地把小蓝放到床上，小蓝一躺下，马上就拉了一席薄被，一直盖到她高耸的胸部。
“小蓝，我的好妹妹！”
“哥哥，我，我真想把身子现在就给了你。可惜你，唉，不说了。你摸摸我吧，今天晚上，随便你摸。”她说着说着就把脸转了过去，并慢慢地解开上衣，“只要你不再伤心，我愿意什么都给你。不过，乱伦，好恶心的。”
“还有更恶心的！”我心一横，把家伙亮了出来。
“咦！这是什么！”小蓝刚转过脸，就被眼前的物件吓了一大跳，发出一声惨叫，好象是看见了一条蛇，不错，是一条大肉蛇！
过了两秒钟，才反应过来，俏脸一片红晕，同时又是满脸的疑惑和好奇：“是，是阳……具吧？”她结巴着，然后的反应就出乎我的意料之外了，她伸出一只手，慢慢地靠近了它：“我，我能摸摸吗？”
“摸可以，不收费的，要用的话，可就要根据钟点收钱了。”
“你……你不是阳萎嘛？”小蓝不理睬我的玩笑，却圆睁着双眼看着我，还是一脸的迷惑。
我想了一想，知道再也瞒不住了，就把事情原原本本地告诉了她，从小宛到阿飞和老猫。
小蓝到底是现代女性，对人性的复杂多少也有些了解，她静静地听完之后，再次地问我：“那你还深爱着小灵吗？她对你的爱也很深吗？”
我无言地点点头。
小蓝突然间跳了起来，她一面穿着衣服一面对我说：“如果只是玩玩，你还是让小灵和老猫做安全，许果对小灵可不是一般的情意，小灵和许果的感情也是有基础的。快，快，我们现在还有时间挽回这一切。”然后她告诉我，小灵在半个小时前，曾给她打过电话，说谢谢她当初的提议，今晚上她就要正式借用她男友了，小蓝听得脸通红，还在电话里开了几句玩笑，说你尽管借，尽管用，他已经不再是她男友了。
“我觉得他们也许，现在还没有那个。如果他们已经做了，小灵一定会和他旧情复燃的。”
我想起了那个梦，马上穿好衣服，陪着她出门，开车飞一样地奔向许果的住处。
小蓝还有许果家的钥匙，当她急匆匆地开开门，然后就要往卧室里闯，我轻轻地拦住了她。
站在门口，卧室的门只是半掩着，一阵阵让人听了脸红心跳的呻吟扭动和“吱唧、吱唧”的淫糜声音，灌到我们耳朵里。一切都晚了！小灵已经被他占有了！！！
不知是为什么，我觉得今晚小灵的声音格外甜美与细腻。他们俩一面做着一面还聊着天。
“亲爱的，今天晚上你老公会不会发现你和我幽会？”
“嗯，动一动嘛！我老公，他，人挺好的，我没和他说，但是出门之前，我故意当着他的面，把一条新内裤放到包里，到现在还没回来，他应该知道吧。”
“宝宝，你老公不怕戴绿帽子吗？他不会吃醋？”
“他很爱我，同时也愿意其他男人分享我美妙的身体，甚至是感情。”
“你说的我还是不敢相信，连爱情也愿意与别的男人一同分享？你爱我吗？还是更爱他？”
“我爱你，也爱他，哦，你，你别动，就在那个点上，人家特别舒服！对！哦！”
“你想，他会不会同意和你离婚？”
“我不知道，不过婚姻不过也是一种形式，我爱他，他爱我，这才是最重要的！我想，他会理解我、支持我的决定的。”
什么！我简直不敢相信自己的耳朵，小灵要和我离婚？！她还认为我会支持她？！
“我可以叫你我的小娇妻吗？亲亲这儿可以吗？”
“不……要……嗯……唔……唔……”
“哦，使劲吧！亲哥哥，我的情人，操死我吧。”
“我爱你，我的情人，我要做你的小妻子，天天要你操我！”
“嗯，坏死了，一边干着人家，还一边摸人家的小阴蒂，哦，爽死了！！”
“哦，你的龟头，顶到我的花心里了，哦，就在那里，别动……哦，磨死我了，天！”
听声音，我就知道在我娇妻小灵的***里，来了一个个头不小的客人，肉壁和鸡巴一定结合得很紧，小灵今天的感觉肯定很爽。
蓝水晶听得面红耳赤，双足如钉在地，酥胸起伏不停着。
我轻轻地推了推她：“晚了，我们走吧。”
小蓝用一种怪异的眼神看了看我，轻轻摇摇手，慢慢地走到门口，我也随着她走到门口，这时听声音小灵正好到了一个高潮。从门缝里，我们看见室内幽暗的灯下，好一副欲海春情图：我的小灵在那个许果的身下，一双雪臂紧箍住他的双肩，一双柔美纤长的雪滑玉腿紧紧夹住他的腰身，全身大幅度弓起，四肢抽搐，一阵阵难言而美妙地酥麻，使她剧烈地痉挛、抽搐……
“我要来了，我，深点，使劲动！”
“我，我死了，我的天，好舒服啊！都射进去吧！啊！……”
小蓝似乎再也看不下去了，她轻轻地呻吟一声，倒在我的怀里。
我知道小蓝还是处子，这种刺激对她可能太强，轻轻地把她半抱着，走出了许果的家。
出了门，小蓝被夜风激了一下子，有些清醒，她伏在我怀里，羞涩地笑个不停：“狗男女，真不要脸！”
然后我亲了她一口，她充满激情地回应着我，并喃喃说道：“我今晚就想和你做，哥哥，我还是处女，你，你要教教我。”
我点点头，车开得飞快，急切地想把心痛甩在脑后。
回到家后，小蓝已经快瘫软了，我只能把她抱到床上。
刚刚把小蓝的蓝裙子脱到膝盖那里，我就闻到一股酸酸的味道，灯下，看到小蓝穿着一条很小的月白蓝的三角裤，有一些粘粘的阴毛露在外面，大腿根部的那一片，早已经湿得能看见里面的春光了。
小蓝只是闭着眼睛，一动不动地躺在床上。
我继续脱掉她的内裤和上衣，当解开她的胸罩后，我看到眼前是一具粉雕玉琢、晶莹玉润的雪白胴体，裸裎如婴儿，娇滑玉嫩的冰肌玉骨，平滑雪白的柔美小腹，腰身纤细，盈盈不堪一拥，优美修长的雪滑玉腿，和大腿根部的黑森林，看得我眼中充血。我轻轻地搂住小蓝，小蓝星眸半睁，把一张艳艳的红唇贴上我的口，我们狂热地亲吻起来。
过了一会儿，我问小蓝：“妹妹，我要弄了。你可以了吗？”
小蓝几乎难以觉察地点了点头。
我低下头，从小蓝的上身开始。她那双颤巍巍娇挺的椒乳，与周围那一圈粉红诱人的淡淡乳晕配在一起，犹如一双含苞欲放的花蕾，使我几乎无法自控，俯身相就，用舌头舔弄起她的乳蒂，接着又把整个乳尖都衔进了嘴里，用牙齿咬住，小蓝轻轻地抖动起来。
然后我腾出双手，不断地抚摸着小蓝的小腹部，并开始向下发动袭击。
看小蓝身心已经放松，我抓住机会，一只手在她花瓣上方那尖尖的，嫩嫩的阴核小肉芽上轻轻的揉动了一下，刹时间小蓝全身发颤，扶起我的脸，用她的唇紧紧封住了我的嘴，柔软的嫩舌主动的与我交缠厮磨。
在这一只手不断地活动下，只一会儿，小蓝的小肉芽就韧滑如珠，她轻轻叫了一声，牙齿一下子咬住了我的唇，原来她的第一次高潮已经到了：我感觉一股凉凉的阴精由她的花瓣缝中渗出，将她的花瓣弄得润滑无比，柔腻的大腿轻微的抽搐着，我不再犹豫，手扶着挺立的鸡巴，坚硬的大龟头在她的花瓣上不断磨擦着，她的全身开始发烫如火，浑圆雪白的大腿主动地张开了一个大角度。
我慢慢地把鸡巴探入她未经耕耘的花径，立即感觉到龟头的棱沟被一圈软肉紧紧的圈住，强烈的激动及生理本能的反应，使得小蓝阴道壁的嫩肉不停的蠕动收缩，我进入她体内半厘米不到的鸡巴被刺激得更加硕大。
这时她被我紧紧吻住的柔唇发出唔唔之声，嘴里发出一阵阵的叫声：“别，别，轻一点，轻一点。”
我感觉已经顶到了她阴道内那层薄薄的处女肉膜，为了不让她紧张，我轻轻后退一点，然后突然间，下身往前一挺，粗大的龟头立时戳破了那道处女屏障，在淫液的帮助下，坚挺的大龟头直入她的子宫深处。她闭着眼睛，疼得睫毛不停的颤动，眼角流下了两道泪痕。
我不敢再动，稍过了一会儿，小蓝轻轻地抬起头，娇喃着：“亲哥哥，亲老公，都是你的人了，随便你处置吧。动吧。”
然后，还主动地用贲起的阴阜轻轻摩擦着我的耻骨，柔嫩的阴道壁也有所放松。我双手不断地在小蓝的上身活动着，亲吻着，原来清纯文雅、美貌动人的蓝水晶终于彻底拜倒在我的胯下，羞靥晕红、含羞承欢，我的抽动也越来越自如，她雪白赤裸的柔软胴体的起伏也越来越剧烈。粗大的肉棒又狠又深地插入她的阴道最深处，紧胀着她那娇小紧窄的阴道肉壁，她的嫩肉也紧紧地缠夹住我滚烫的肉棒，一阵接一阵地收缩┅┅终于，小蓝开始抵死逢迎，浪叫连连：“亲哥，哥哥，呜，我要死了，我的里面，出了好多水了，我要来了！快，再深点！”
“小蓝，我的宝贝，我的好妹子，我爱你！”
“我也爱你，我的哥哥，我一辈子都是你的人，我要和你天天做，天天让你占有，呜，哦，快点，再快点！”
当高潮来临的那一刻，小蓝全身冒着汗，两个乳房在我的冲击下上下乱抖，她双眸微合，拼命地娇叫着。
“来了，我来了！！我要你！”
我龟头一麻，肉棒狠狠地顶在小蓝的肉腔深处，一阵阵子弹倾泄而出。
小蓝的叫声已经有些微弱：“哥哥，哥哥，哥哥，我要做你的小妻子，我要把一辈子都给你。”
第二天，小蓝就早早地离开了我。我还在恍惚之间，感觉到她亲了一下我的嘴，并在我耳边轻轻说道：“你是我的哥哥，我要服侍你一辈子！小灵嫁给许果最好，如果她还恋栈，我就再和她抢上一回！”
当天上午，小灵回家后，第一句话就是向我提出离婚。
我心里一阵冰冷，静静地看着小灵，没有说话。
然后小灵吃吃笑了起来，“傻老公，你别害怕，我不会离开你的。事情是这样的，那个许果，人家和他，昨天已经爱爱了，没经过你同意，真的对不起，实在当时是忍不住了。”
我看着小灵，还是没言语，小灵有些害怕：“你知道的，我对你的爱是百分之九十，对他的爱最多百分之十，而且，都是多年前的事了，我不可能和他过一辈子的。”
小灵慢慢道出原委，原来，许果在国内一直混得很不得意，他准备到美国留学，可是单身学生，签证很难拿下来，所以他想让小灵和我离婚，和他结婚，助他拿下签证，出国后，小灵再与我重婚。
小灵说：“他是个很有才华的人，现在是没办法了，但只要到了美国，他一定可以混出来的。老公，我和你只是假离婚，和他也是假结婚。如果你要是不同意，我现在就给他打电话。”
然后小灵拿起电话，看我没反应，等了两秒钟，毅然决然地拨起电话来。
我按下小灵手中的电话：“我同意了。”
“不过你可不要想什么美事啊！我怎么觉得蓝丫头最近和你有些不正常啊！你别打她的主意！你这么笑是什么意思？对着镜子看看去，好阴险的嘴脸！你们不会是已经有什么了吧？！”
我连忙摇头，小灵红着脸轻笑了一声：“我告诉你，别看着碗里的还想着锅里的，蓝丫头就是脸蛋好看，你不知道，她的胸很小的，腰也没有我的细，这一点，如果你不相信我，可以验证一下的。”我呆着脸，不知如何回答她。
小灵被我骗了过去，放心地笑了笑，接着说起许果和小蓝的事，小蓝爱了许果四年，但是越爱越失望，小蓝怨许果没有全心全意地爱自己，怨他没有她“王哥”那样挣大钱的本事，许果呢，一直还是不能忘记小灵，实际上在小灵介入之前他们已经快完了。
然后小灵才和我解释起昨晚上的事，她斜着眼对我道：“你知道为什么我没有事先告诉你吗？我，我真有些不好意思。以前，我都是被动的，这一次我想改变一下，试试勾引男人是什么味道。”
我的手轻轻地在她娇柔的大腿根部细腻的皮肤上滑动着，心里想着昨天的情景，除了兴奋之外，还有种说不出的滋味，这个美妙的肉体已经在三个男人的胯下抵死相就、婉转承欢了！
我继续往深里摸，哦，那里就是她丰腴多汁的桃花洞口了，除我之外，更有三根粗壮的鸡巴向里面尽情灌注过滚烫的精液，把小灵浇得欲仙欲死，更为奇妙的是，直到现在我还是认为，小灵依然是我清纯贞结的爱妻！
然后小灵告诉我，虽然昨天她在走之前，准备了要换的内衣，决定主动把肉体交给许果尽情玩弄，但是从心里面又希望许果既然很爱她，就不能太着急了！
她也觉得自己很好笑，既想纵情享受淫乱之乐，又希望能过一个纯情如梦，不带一点肉欲的夜晚。多么矛盾的小灵啊！
“上床之前，我和他已经调了半天的情了。我当时只穿了一件很薄的内衣，裙子底下是一条白色半透明的内裤，我解开裙子后，他盯着我的那个地方，眼睛都直了。我躺到床上，看他还是有些发愣，因为先前我已经和他说了，我希望和他共度一个爱情的夜晚，我希望光着身子，象个小妹妹躺在大哥哥的怀里一样，在他的保护和爱情里睡个好觉。我、也和他说了，他可以占些便宜，可以尽情温存我，但不要做那个、那件事，留到新婚之夜再做。当晚上只要他做了，我一待他去美国了就和你重婚。”
“好险！你居然敢和他打这个赌！如果他不做呢？你就和他一直保持婚姻关系了？”
“哟，宝贝，看把你吓的！亲爱的，我永远是你的老婆，不会和别人跑的！其实，就是不重婚，我还是你的老婆，你还是我的老公，婚姻，不过是一种形式罢了！你说呢？”这时，我莫名奇妙地想起了蓝水晶，如果，如果……
小灵接着说：“我使尽了全身解数，有些……”小灵娇羞不堪，快说不下去了，“有些招数，对你，都没使过。他原以自己能控制住，但是等俩人在床上面对面躺着，呼吸交融，气息相熏，连，连我都醉了，更何况他呢？”
“一开始，我们俩都老老实实的，就象老夫老妻那样，他就是不断地说着爱我，我也对他说爱他，然后我们就亲了起来，我先是平枕在他胳膊上，后来被他越搂越紧，两人全身都贴到了一起，他的下面，也紧紧地顶在……顶在我那里，一会儿，我说我流了，他很兴奋，可是还是一点动作也没有，只是亲我。”
“然后呢？”
“我看他一动也不动，就趴到他身上亲他，可是他还是不敢动。”
我虽然知道他们已经交欢了，但是听着听着心里多少还是有些着急：干吧，干我老婆吧！我祈求着。
“我还真怕他不做，咬咬牙，就当着他的面，把上衣脱了，又解下乳罩，等我再次伏在他怀里时，他阵脚大乱，摸着我的乳头，一直把我摸得全身酥软，然后他说：咱们睡觉吧。我气坏了！”
小灵的小脸气得通红，她攥着小拳头，在我面前挥了一下：“你说，他可气不可气，把你老婆都弄成那样了，又不继续玩下去了！”
我拉着小灵的手，把它引向我的鸡巴，“应该使劲干死你、玩死你，这个傻瓜！”
小灵一面和我说着，一面把衣服解开，把两条赤裸的大腿分跨在我的左右。“当时我就是这样，把下面也脱了，我说我喜欢裸睡的。然后一丝不挂地再次贴到他身上，他才真晕了，一遍又一遍地摸我，然后把自己也脱光了，还要按那种姿式搂着我，我说，你把我的大腿抬到你的肩上。他这么做了。”
我也慢慢地把小灵柔滑雪白的玉腿抬到了肩上，问：“然后呢？”
小灵笑了：“你要复原通奸现场吗？我配合你吧。”
“然后他还是不进去，就是在那里又蹭又磨的，天很热，他家里连空调都没有，汗水、爱液、唾液，把我和他粘得紧紧的，不过确实也很刺激，有种……有种……和老公做都没有的感觉。”
“什么样的感觉？”我努力掩饰着心里的醋意。
“我的小腹里麻麻的，好象有很多蚂蚁在爬，当时就是想使劲地尽他玩弄。”
我一面听着，一面有所动作，当我的鸡巴顶到小灵的私处时，小灵啊啊地叫着，并慢慢地向前挪动臀部，“我往前一迎，他的大龟头，就是这样，一下子就顶了进去，把我的***挤得满满的。我的浪液一直流到了大腿上。”
我压着她的大腿，把鸡巴钻到小灵的深处，心里一阵难言的快乐：这块充满灵气的玉，在我的雕琢之下，终于活了起来，有了生气了！
之后我又问小灵：“主动勾引已经实践完了，你觉得滋味怎么样呢？”
小灵笑着钻到我怀里，半响才说了一句，“一般来说，我还是喜欢被动的，被男人……尽情蹂躏的滋味。”
“什么？！”
“真的，很多女人潜意识里都有这种欲望，希望让一个老流氓，在不伤害自己、不留下后患的情况下，尽情地猥亵，猥亵到最后，就主动地把自己交给他了。”
她接着告诉我，那一次她去老猫家里，当晚老猫正好玩过一个小姑娘，所以好整以暇地接待她，把她丢的发夹找到后，陪她吃了晚饭，并同坐在沙发上聊了一会儿天，就是不急于行动。最后，老猫竟看看表，说：“太晚了，我送你回去吧。”
他把小灵送到门口，小灵红着脸，看着他，两人都不说话。两分钟以后，小灵第一次丢掉矜持，狠狠地踢了他一脚：“你真讨厌！非要人求你了！”
在老猫的得意笑声中，她终于红着脸慢慢地低下头，主动地放下了她为人妻者的尊严。心砰砰跳得很快，知道当晚可能要被玩得很惨，却更加心弛意荡。
门重新关上了。
小灵再也不避违什么了，她主动地脱光衣服，上了床。当晚，老猫不仅吃了她的爱液，还在她的屁眼上一圈一圈地舔着，把小灵弄得如痴如醉：“我的亲老公，我的亲爹，那儿脏儿，你怎么能。哦，爽死了。你怎么能舔。哦，别舔了，我求求你了！！我受不了了！！随你怎么干我，天天干我都行，别舔了啊！哦，丢了，我丢了！”
最后小灵的括约肌完全地失控，尿到床上去了！老猫还在征得了小灵扭扭捏捏的同意之后，慢慢地把他的****挤进了小灵的屁眼里，另一只手在她的***里不断地插动，把她再一次地弄得哭爹喊娘，心神俱醉。
老猫还很得意地命令小灵，让她转告我，他虽然没能开恳小灵的***，但是她屁眼的第一次，却是给了他。
那一次小灵真的爽极了！
我听完小灵的讲述，才明白为什么第二天小灵已经累得不想和我做爱了，那一个晚上，小灵说，她至少让老猫射了四次。她丢的次数更是数不胜数。
后来，老猫说：每星期五她都必须要到他家做上门服务，还有，如果小灵和我过不到一块了，小灵必须要跟他结婚，否则他就要把他和小灵做爱的录相带制成ＶＣＤ，沿街兜售。
更要命的是，小灵当时已经被他弄得心服口服，根本记不起世界上还有我和许果这两个人，她竟然美滋滋地答应了他。其实就是不答应，又能怎么样呢？把柄已经落到他手里了。所以，我也没有怪她。
我一面理着小灵的鬓发，一面问她：“那，你们家许果会同意你红杏出墙吗？”
小灵急了：“谁们家！谁们家！”她带着哭声说：她一再和我说了，她和许果结婚，只是为了帮他最后一次忙，她才不管许果同意不同意呢！她更要我记着，不管离婚结婚，她都永远都是我的妻子，永远不会离开我半步！
我又问小灵，如果老猫知道了你和我离婚，和许果结婚，他会答应吗？这下小灵也发起了愁。一会儿她摇摇头，对我说：只能是悄悄地结婚，万一老猫知道了，那可实在不得了了！万一那盘录相带流落在外，一切可都完了！
第三天，我就和小灵办了离婚手续。当晚，她跑到许果家里，一直到第三天才回来。小蓝就趁机偷着跑过来和我做爱。
这两个星期，蓝水晶只要一有空就给我打电话，有时打我家里，小灵接了，她们俩就姐呀妹呀地聊个没完。有一次小蓝故意逗引她，说你都已经和王哥办了离婚了，和许果什么时候成好事啊？想大办还是小办啊？
小灵一听到这个就没了兴趣，好一会儿才告诉小蓝，小办一下就可以了，最好是只登个记，不会有其他任何仪式了。
小蓝笑着在电话那头问：“圆房也不圆了？哦，我记起来了，那个仪式是提前了。那天晚上，我拉着王哥去救你，没想到竟当了一回证婚人。”小蓝也是初为妇人，羞得说不下去了。
小灵骂了她几句。她早已经知道了那个晚上我和小蓝的故事前半段了（我知道她对我和小蓝之间的关系只略有些疑心，所以多一点也没有告诉她），每一次小蓝上门来找我，见到小灵，就假戏真做，和小灵玩上好半天。
有时她还当着我的面故意躁小灵，把小灵弄得下不来台，只好回嘴：“你个毛丫头，嘴上这么缺德，老天爷一定也会安排我看到你被男人玩得欲仙欲死的！最好是一个老淫棍！看你还怎么说！”
蓝水晶既然已经把自己的处女之身献给了我，她就完全地把我当成她的终身之托，当蓝水晶从我这里知道了小灵一点儿也没有移情、而且假离婚后还要重婚这一想法后，她真的发起了愁。
发愁归发愁，小蓝对我的性格还是有些了解，她知道我本性软弱，每天枕边风吹着，曼妙的肉体缠着，不断催我去和她办结婚手续。
我已经没有一点的主意了。小灵到现在这种情况，完全是为了满足我的观淫欲，当然，她也慢慢从中体会到很多的乐趣。
我一直深爱着小灵，同时对小蓝的爱情也达到了顶峰，如果有可能，她们俩我都想要，当然，大前提是小灵能够容得了她。当我嗫嚅着说出我的想法后，小蓝脸色有些发白，她咬了咬牙，指着我说：“你的大前提错了，是如果我能容得了她。”
我这才对眼下的形势有所了解，小灵已经快要嫁为人妻（每每想起大后天就要发生的一幕，我心里就暗自诅咒着自己：我真是天底下最大的混蛋，这么美这么好的娇妻，竟要亲手送与他人了！虽然日后还会完壁归赵，但是破镜真会无一丝裂痕吗？）；这面，小蓝也已经破釜沉舟，今天她把户口本什么的都带来了。
“哥，今天是个好日子，办完手续，我们先找个地方吃顿饭，晚上我洗个澡，让你玩个痛快，好——不——好——亲——哥——哥？”
虽不知日后小灵会怎么跟我算这个帐（心里面我还是把她当做我的妻子），可是万般无奈之下，我也只好一步一步地挪到了结婚登记处。
出了结婚登记处的大门，我的娇妻小蓝拥着我，狠狠地亲了我一口：“做好人一定有好报，当初原想着是为了赔错，要委屈一辈子了，谁知天下掉下个伟哥哥！”
“伟哥哥？”
“你很伟大啊，你的底下很伟大啊！”
晚上我们找了一家餐厅吃饭，我还是愁眉难展，不知如何向小灵解释这个事情。小蓝有些不高兴了：“如果有一天，她从许果身边回来了，我会跪下来求她的，说什么都是我的错，不关你的事，是我逼你娶我的，我认她做姐姐，她大我小都行，如果她真要是不答应，那么只有她走了，因为我们是法律保护的夫妻关系。”
“别说了，如果小灵知道了，她、她会难过死的。”
“求你了，今天是我们的好日子，别再想你的前妻了！”她一气之下，摔了筷子。
这时，一个老男人站在我背后对她说：“我是王兵的朋友，你，你是他现在的妻子吗？”
小蓝变回笑脸，很客气地向他点了点头，我回头一看，竟是老猫！老猫一面狠狠地压着我的肩，一面上下打量着小蓝。

第七章：伴郎与伴娘

第二天下午，小灵没按门铃，悄悄地回到家里。当时，我和小蓝正搂在一起睡午觉。门一动，我醒了过来，就看见小灵张着嘴巴，傻傻地看着一丝不挂的蓝水晶和我，说不出一句话来！
然后的场面就很混乱了，有经验的朋友一定可以想像……＊￥＃％￥……小灵哭着揪打小蓝，小蓝一面哭一面跪在地上向她哀求，我后来也跪了下来，小灵还是有些失控，她一直闹到晚上，才慢慢地平静下来，哀哀地，只是不断地骂自己太傻了。
最后，我看小灵已经平静下来，半搂着她小声地说：“我的爱妻，真的请你原谅我。”
小灵定定地看了我一会儿，慢慢地坐了起来，然后，在我们没有反应之前，她扑通一声向小蓝跪倒：“我可以认你当我的妹妹吗？请你，请你包容我，我实在不能，不能没有王兵。唔……唔……”她又哭了起来。
蓝水晶紧紧地搂住了她：“我的姐姐，我当小，可以吗？你别怪王哥了，都是我的错，你打我骂我都行，怎么样惩罚我都行，只要你能接纳我。”
小灵看了看我，狠狠地点了点我：“你这个东西啊！你不仅害了我，还要再害我妹妹！老猫说了，他可以把录相带还给我们，只是，只是，他的前提是，要玩一玩小蓝。”
“什么？谁是老猫？”
“就是，就是……你一开始发现枕头底下的那件东西，就是我和他流的，明儿个，你王哥要多出一件新的收藏品了，你和他流的。”小灵红着脸，一面流着眼泪，一面无奈地摇头笑了起来：“早知道我就不说那句老天爷的咒语了，害得我们老公，又要当一回乌龟了！”
小蓝好象还是没有反应过来，指着自己鼻子：“我？他和我？他算那门子夜壶，我会去尿他？！”
“你放心吧，你一定会尿到他那儿的！”小灵接完这句话，把自己也逗乐了，眼泪还未拭干，却笑倒在地。
小蓝又回过脸，半是诧异半是生气地看我。我看着叉着腰的小蓝，胸膛挺得高高的，很有些舍不得，这个小妻子，刚和我新婚两天啊，还什么都不懂呢！
“我呸！他要是敢动本姑娘一根毫毛，我……”小蓝说着说着突然间意识到什么，看着我一脸真心的无奈与烦恼，她一下子顿住了。
小灵拉住了小蓝：“这也是我和你王哥能容纳你的唯一条件，你知道，如果你不去他那儿一趟的话，不仅我，连你王哥，都没脸活了！”
小蓝低头想了好一会儿，然后抬起脸，上面已是斑斑泪痕了：“老公，姐姐，我就提一个条件。”
“你说吧。”我心里很不忍，小灵也扭过脸去。
“我想和王哥办一个正式的婚礼。等我们拜完天地办完婚礼，哪怕是在新婚之夜，让他玩，我也认了。”
我知道小蓝很想美美的、风风光光地把自己嫁出去，这也是天下少女共同怀有的憧憬了，她不至一次地神往着身披白色的婚纱，手持一束芳香扑鼻的鲜花，长长的阔裙摆，象一朵白云一样飘过红地毯。婚礼的每一个细节，她都曾和我探讨过、设计过。谈到洞房花烛夜时，她的眼神更充满了梦幻般的甜蜜。
我无法理解小蓝为什么要选择在新婚之夜让老猫占有她，脑中不由地回想起半个月前的一幕：那天，我和她才刚合过欢，她光着冰清玉洁的裸体，头枕在我的胳膊上，依偎在我怀里。
“我从少女时期，就想过，会有一个什么样的男人，掀开我的披头，与我共饮交杯酒，我还想过，他会很调皮地……把酒含在嘴里，慢慢地度到我的口中，然后，我会让他先脱去自己的外衣，这很重要的，妈妈说过的，谁的衣服在上面，谁一辈子就不会受欺负。然后我闭上眼睛，等他脱去我的外衣，把红红的帷帐垂下之后，然后我才……”
小蓝羞涩地笑着，却慢慢地吻上了我：“我把内衣一件一件扔到床下，地上散乱地放着我带着体温和气味的高跟鞋、丝袜、乳罩、内裤，床里面你搂着我，压着我，吱吱呀呀地，配着地上的东西，我只要一想起那种情景，心就……一下子荡了起来。”
所以听到小蓝这句话，我真有些不太理解小蓝了，小灵却转过头来，用一种奇怪的语调反问小蓝：“你要和王兵举行一个正式的婚礼？怎么样的正式？让所有的亲朋好友都参加、都见证，踩着红地毯……”
接着小灵的声音开始颤抖起来：“有人问起王兵的前妻时，你就说，小灵是个荡妇，被王兵休掉了，你，我的好妹妹，来一出姊妹易嫁，大家一起鼓掌，你们神仙眷侣，白头到老，我却混迹于花柳丛中、辗转于男人胯下，待到床头金尽、容颜老去、一身脏病、流落街头……”说到后来，她几乎声泪俱下。
我这才理解一个正式的婚礼对于女人是多么的重要，见势不好，我忙去劝住小灵。
小蓝的声音也高了起来，她几乎带着哭腔对我们喊：“你们干的丑事，为什么要我来搞干净？我清清白白一个女孩儿，为什么要一个老淫棍来玩？我不干了！”
小灵一时哑口无言，反过来又怨起我来：“都是你这个大变态！非要老婆出去偷情，好，好，遂了你的愿了，换一个小老婆，比你原来的黄脸婆美，趁心了……”
我连忙打断她的话：“我可以和小蓝举行一个正式的婚礼，但是小蓝，为什么非要请好多人呢？只我们几个不行吗？加上证婚人，伴郎伴娘，就可以了嘛，这事我定了！”
小蓝万般无奈，只好点头同意了，同时表示要收回在新婚当晚被老猫干的话；小灵虽然有些不情愿，可是，为了要回那盘录相带，只能愤愤地点头同意了，但是新婚之夜的事，小灵却咬定是小蓝自己提的，非得这么做不行。
小蓝拉着我的手直摇：“老公，人家那是说的气话，你看灵姐姐，她非要让人家出丑！你快劝劝她！”
“出什么丑啊？那是女人一生中最美的时刻啊，新婚之夜，云雨绵绵，曲意承欢……”
“那也不能由别人替代啊，我只要王哥！”
小灵看着我，我心里怦怦直跳：身为新郎官的我，一帐之隔，无缘亲近芳泽，大红帐下隐隐可见，一丝不挂的新娘子，遍体酥麻地经受着另一个男人的雨露滋润，尽享床弟之欢。这种想法令我无比地眩晕与激动！
只对视了一眼，小灵当下就明白了我的想法，她狠狠地点了点我的额头，向小蓝笑着摇了摇头：“好妹妹，你知道，我们老公，是有那种癖好的，新婚之夜，看自己的娇妻与别的男人上床，他一定爽死了！你虽是无心说了这话，也算是命吧，当他的老婆，不红杏出墙他不高兴的，你就认了吧。”
“好姐姐，我真的不想，求求你了！”
“你还当我是姐姐？！把我老公都偷到走了，你说，我怎么罚你？我不收服了你，以后怎么当你姐姐？”
小蓝说不出什么话，眼中已经沁出晶莹的泪光，还是拉着小灵的手，拼命摇着头。然后她无奈之下，扑到我怀里，哭道：“老公，你真忍心，把我送到另外一个男人的怀里，任人宰割蹂躏吗！”
我用舌头舔干她的泪水：“宝贝，别害怕，我，我会一边保护你的。你闭着眼，就当是我，不就行了吗？”
小蓝慢慢地意识到自己那句话错得太离谱，太要命了！她再没说什么，只低下头，用彩油涂着脚趾头，皎白的玉脸上，再次漾出一波波的红晕，一直到耳朵根。
我出神地看着小蓝的举动，看着她性感的双脚，心里饥痒难耐。小灵撇撇嘴，说了句：“趁现在多疼疼我妹子吧，别到新婚之夜全便宜人家了。明天晚上就是我的新婚之夜了，你们谁也不用过来打扰我们。”
看着长发飘荡、美艳不可方物的小灵，我的心再次降到冰点以下，她再次凝视我片刻，转身离去。
等小灵一走，小蓝就嗖地窜到卧室，我叫了好半天门，她才开开，然后再次溜到床上，拿床单蒙着那张秀色可餐的脸，嘴里喃喃着：“不会的，不会的，我怎么会同意做那种事啊！太荒唐了！”
我抱着小蓝，她一与我对视，马上就象只受惊吓的兔子一样，把脸转了过去：“不，不！我不要对不起你。我不要当那种人尽可夫的浪妇！”
“小蓝，你对那人印象很坏吗？”
“啊？什么印象？就那个老男人啊？他……我不喜欢他，他好色的。求你了，别让他动我，好哥哥！”小蓝的声音发起颤来。
“你觉得如果自己的身体被别的男人碰了，你就没脸见我了？那我问你，如果有一天，你被人强奸了，难道我就要和你离婚了？我希望我的老婆，床下一定要很贞洁忠诚，在床上嘛，浪一点、色一点有什么不好？！让他给你上一堂课，好不好？”
小蓝打断了我的话：“你去死吧！王八蛋！”说着说着她也笑了，狠狠地捶了我一下，用极低的声音道：“反正是你的人了，你来决定吧……不过就这一次！”语气宛如当时的小灵。
下面的工作就好做了，好在对如何帮助克服妻子偷情畏惧这方面，我多少也有一些经验。
那天晚上，我和小灵又通了电话，她先问我小蓝是否同意了，我说差不多了。小灵说她已经把新婚之夜的事和老猫说了，老猫高兴坏了，同时又提出，和小灵不仅当我和小蓝婚礼上的伴郎和伴娘，还要当我们婚床上的伴郎伴娘。
小灵呸了他一口，说：“你真够贪的，过去你什么时候想要我，我不都满足你了！你还没玩够我？！现在可不行了，我这个老公不喜欢戴绿帽子的！”
第二天晚上，正是小灵的新婚之夜，我和小蓝呆在家里，狂热地一次又一次地做爱。黑暗中我无法闭眼，只要一闭眼就想起躺在许果怀里那个娇俏动人的小灵，雪白的大腿根部浪迹犹存，红红的脸颊上春意尚未完全褪尽，两颗乳头可能还随着激动的呼吸时起时伏，但她的心情是否如同肉体一样地幸福满足？她是否将要离我而去？
第三天一早，老猫就满脸兴奋地直接找上我家来。
一进门，他就对着我新买的别墅啧啧赞叹：“又换老婆又换房，哥们，混到你这个份上，一生何求！你已经超越物质和肉体享受这个阶段，开始追求意境和精神之美了！”
眼前这个老男人，长得人高马大、一表人才，我心里却越来越觉得他委琐不堪！不过，一想到，让这样俗气污浊的男人，在新婚之夜，把纯洁如水的小蓝尽情占有、随意糟蹋，硕大的鸡巴在小蓝的***里插着搅着，把浓浊的精液直浇到小蓝的秘密花园里，我心里就有一种克制不住的罪恶的快意！
这时，我脑子里的想法开始明确：“老猫，在我们的婚礼上，你和小灵可不止是当我们的床上伴郎伴娘，你任务很重的，我希望，你能给小灵上一课，多教教她一些性的技巧。”
“我绝对可以胜任洞房导师这个职责，你放心吧，我一定会玩得她神魂颠倒，把我当成她亲老公。”
然后我请他随意参观一下我的家。当时，小蓝还没起床呢。我陪着他转到我们卧室的门口，我轻轻推开门，透过缝隙，隐约可见宽大的双人床上，小蓝上身穿着白色亚麻衬衣的睡衣，朦胧着洁白光滑的乳房，引起人无限的诱惑与暇思。他又轻轻地推开一些，见到小蓝下体穿着一条小小的嫩黄的茉莉花蕾丝内裤，半蜷着修长均匀的玉腿，那双涂着指甲油的美脚，脚趾颗颗如嫩葱一样晶莹完美。
我悄声说：“先别吓着她，过两天都是你的。”
然后我看见老猫底下的家伙顶起了一个小帐蓬。
这时，小蓝慵懒地翻了一个身，嘀咕了一声：“你在和谁说话呢？”
老猫赶紧往后闪，小蓝一睁眼看见我身后有一个人影：“他是谁啊？你怎么把卧室的门开开了！”
我想想，反正婚礼就准备在这几天了，丑媳妇早晚都见公婆，于是，我拉着老猫，走近卧室。
“想起他是谁了吧？”
小蓝吓得赶紧拉起一张床单，盖住了下身：“你疯了啊！……啊，是你！出去！你，老流氓，快滚！”
老猫有礼貌地笑了笑：“我马上要当你的老师了。对老师要有礼貌啊！”
“什么老师？！”
我拉着老猫走到床前坐下，小蓝满脸警惕地看着他，往后缩到了床角。
我向他努了努嘴，示意他坐到屋角的坐凳上。
不料，老猫并不理睬，他坚定地走到她身边，在小蓝还没有反应过来之前，他竟把着小蓝的双手，一把抱住了她。小蓝难以置信地看着这个肆无忌惮的老色棍，愣了片刻，开始使劲挣扎。
“你要是再动弹一下，新婚之夜我就把你玩得下不了地！”
小蓝脸涨得通红，她又使劲唾了一口香液到老猫的脸上，老猫笑着用舌头把嘴边的唾液吃了个干净：“到时候我要你嘴对嘴地喂我，真甜！”
小蓝突然哇哇地大哭起来。我连忙也爬到床头，在小蓝的另一侧，轻轻地抱住了她。小蓝终于脱离了老猫的双臂，扑到我怀里，一面哭一面狠狠地掐着我。
老猫再次坚定地搂住了小蓝的腰，另一只手，轻轻地摸上小蓝的小屁股。小蓝扭了两下，也就由着他了。
“小蓝，你想要举行什么样的婚礼啊？”老猫一面吻着小蓝的秀发，一面对她轻轻说道。
小蓝回过头，一字一句地对他说道：“你听着，老流氓，你要是再动我一下，我可不管什么录相带，现在我就打电话报警！”
“来，擦擦脸，”老猫点点头，腾出一只手，从兜里掏出手绢递给了她，小蓝没有理他，我接过手绢再次递给小蓝，她红着脸瞪了我一眼，叹了一口气，接了过去，拭去了脸上的泪迹。
“我听小灵说，你想举行一个很正式、很传统、很热闹的婚礼，是吗？”
小蓝点点头。
“我可以帮助你实现这个梦想，这有什么难啊！我一定要让你当一个最幸福、最美丽的新娘！”
小蓝叹了口气，说：“小灵姐不会同意的。她的意思是只有我们四个人参加就行了。”说到这里，不知她想到什么，俏脸再次泛红。
“我保证小灵会同意，你也会满意，会上几百人来参加你的婚礼，你穿着大红嫁衣，坐着高抬大轿，吹吹打打、劈里啪啦、一路风光地嫁出去，喜宴一摆就是五十桌，行不行？”
“什么！”小蓝大奇，忘记了自己还被他隔着那件薄睡衣几乎肉贴肉地搂着，兴奋地回过脸来：“你骗我，你吹牛！”她的神态活象一个稚气未消的小姑娘。
然后突然意识到她与老猫几乎鼻尖蹭鼻尖了，她往后仰了仰脸。
老猫一本正经地说：“我这么大岁数的人，会骗人？！我告诉你，如果我做不到这一点，我晚上不上你的床！”
小蓝的脸再次红了起来，她伏在我胸前，几乎声不可闻地娇嗔道：“做到了也不让你上。呸！”
她剧烈的心跳把我的胸膛都震得咚咚的，我知道，我梦寐以求的故事即将发生了，在我的新婚之夜，我的新娘子就要主动委身于一个老淫棍，任其大快朵颐了！
老猫这才告诉我们他的建议：他老家在偏僻的乡下，我们可以到他的老哥哥家里举行一个热热闹闹的中式婚礼，村里民风淳朴，大家对红白喜事都很注重，我只要花上两万块钱，完全可以搞得非常喜庆！
小蓝的眼睛里放出光来，她高兴地转脸对老猫说：“你这个方法好！我同意！”然后她看看我，我也笑着点点头。这个老家伙是挺有主意的！
老猫却低下头，眼睛直勾勾地看着小蓝的胸口。她刚才这么一折腾，那件睡衣的上面一个扣子已经开了，里面的无限春光几乎是毫无遮拦地呈现在老猫的眼前：深深的乳沟，高耸的嫩白乳房，和两个鲜红可爱的小乳头，都被老猫看了个够！
小蓝忙把领口束紧，双颊红得象灿烂的晚霞，声音却也不象开始时那么严厉了：“看什么呢！”
老猫却腆着脸笑嘻嘻说道：“哟，对不起大姐了，我老东西不长眼，看了不该看的东西了，该打！”
“老不正经！”小蓝终于不那么紧张了，她伸出手，啪地一声，轻轻地抽打了他一下，老猫一下子把紧了她的手，我一松胳膊，小蓝“哦”了一声，就把老猫搂了个正着。
“啊……”小蓝惊叫一声，身子已经软了，但是也只让他抱了一下，暗中用手使劲一掐老猫的肉，疼得老猫惨叫一声，自己则乘机从老猫的怀里解脱了出来。
第二天，我们四个就驱车前往二百公里之外的老猫乡下的老家。
老猫老家还有一个老哥哥，人称徐老伯，已经近六十岁了，一听到这个消息，非常地高兴。我还送给他三万块钱，作为我们婚礼酒席、迎送、装饰和吹打鞭炮的费用。
他有一个大女儿住在另一个乡，老猫和他们商量好，那就做为小蓝的娘家，然后安排租了一台八抬大轿，介时要走上十来里路，一路上当然少不了唢呐鼓乐了。
这边徐老伯的小儿子一家都出去打工，家里的房子空着，正好当我们的新房。后天晚上，将挂上宫灯、喜帐，从一个村民家借来一张枣红大木床，按小蓝的意思，也将挂上红红的帷帐。准备安排四十桌酒席，把全村爷们都请过来了。
我们一面商量着，徐老伯就已经开始安排起来了。中午我们与徐老伯吃酒，徐老伯举起酒杯，祝我和小蓝百年好合，新婚快乐，我和小蓝都举起酒杯一饮而尽。然后徐老汉说因为婚礼就安排在后天，他需要马上找些人再合计合计，就先告辞了，让老猫代他尽主人之谊。
老猫正坐在小蓝的身边，他问小蓝道：“怎么样，这样的安排还行吗？”
小蓝是城里的少女，对田间景象和村民生活很好奇，一路上老猫不停地向她解释，有时也和小蓝说说笑笑，小蓝对他的态度已经友善多了。
小蓝看着我，问道：“老公，你觉得呢？”
我却转问小灵：“你看，还行吗？”
小灵停箸、举杯、一饮而尽，红着脸，甩甩脑后的长发（因为许果偏爱长发女郎，小灵也就蓄起头发来），斜着看我一眼：“我是天下第一号大傻瓜，别问我。你们觉得好就行了。”
小蓝心虚地看了小灵：“姐姐，你是最疼我的，我日后一定会好好对你的。”然后转脸对老猫说：“相当不错，我很满意。真得感谢你。”
“拿什么来谢我？”老猫一面说着一面把手放到了小蓝的大腿上。
小蓝没再反抗，却飞快地瞟了我一眼，看我正朝着她笑，便低下了头。我知道她对老猫这次的安排非常满意，所以也就默认了他适度的亲近了。
小灵喝了几杯酒，脸上一片绯红，似喜似悲，她再次向我举起杯，“老公，我……祝你新婚大喜！”
我只好陪着她一饮而尽。那边老猫却拿起小蓝的杯子，就在她的口红印上，喝了一口，然后续上酒，又递到她唇边：“小蓝，再喝一杯，一会儿我领你们去一个好玩的地方，全省独此一家，绝对超值享受！”
小蓝红着脸，推开了他的手。不知为何，她头低低的，酥胸微有起伏。
“什么好玩的地方？”我和小灵问他。
“你们不知道吧，其实这里有一个很不错的温泉，但是村里人没有什么经济头脑，也从来不会做宣传，这个地方又很偏，所以大家都不知道。咱们一会儿去试试吧。洗温泉，对人的身体很有好处的。”
老猫正说着的时候，突然间小蓝伴着一声呻吟，身子微微一颤，在我们诧异的目光中，她啪地一甩手，一个响亮的耳光抽到了老猫的脸上，我和小灵还没明白过来，再看老猫不慌不忙地抽出手，并用大舌头舔了舔指间一条粘湿柔滑的白色水迹，连小灵的脸都红了，小蓝更是娇羞不胜，樱啼一声，一捂脸跑了出去。
“啊，真的！”小蓝和小灵高兴地叫了起来。
我们一到后山，就发现不远处一个小山凹里水气腾腾云遮雾绕。走近一个，在几块大石头中间，有一个淡白色的半米多深的水潭，水温乎乎的，水底不断地向上冒着泡泡。水潭边上有一块方石头，半没在水底，正好可以坐下去。
小蓝回头看看小灵，和她悄声商量着什么。然后两人一起回头看老猫，笑着对他道：“你在边上看着，我们三个先洗，好不好？”
老猫摆摆手：“现在是大中午，不会有一个人来的，村里人才不稀罕这个呢！来吧，我们一起泡泡。”
小灵看看小蓝，又看看我，眼光颇有深意。我没说话，走到小灵身边，替她去衣。小蓝只用指头缠着衣角，低头一言不吭。老猫犹豫了一会儿，只把自己脱光，到底没敢过去给小蓝脱衣。
于是我们三个先后脱光衣服，下了水。小灵全部脱光后，慢慢地试探着下了水，坐到我的身边。小蓝见到我们三个都已赤身裸体，到底有些娇羞，背过身去，在午后明媚的阳光里缓缓脱掉内衣内裤，第一次在老猫面前彻底展露出她完美的胴体。
老猫忍不住低声惊叹：“好美，真的好美！”
一丝不挂的小蓝，柔美的体态没有任何掩饰。她含情脉脉地望着我，脸上的羞意似乎渲染了一身，雪一般的肌肤美得让人晕眩。阴部一团黑黑的阴毛中，隐约可见一缝艳红娇嫩的花穴。然后她看见了狼一样贪婪的老猫，似乎被他的目光所刺激，两支玉腿坚挺夹紧。一手抱胸，一手掩着腹下，婀娜多姿地赤身而立。
“下来吧！”我们一起催她。小蓝红着脸下了水。
这支石凳上最多只能坐三四个人，小灵坐在最右边，紧挨着我，老猫在我的左边，他向我挤了挤，腾出一点地方，并向小蓝示意到他那儿去。
小蓝当着我的面，怎么会答应呢？她只好一个劲地挤小灵，让她往里去。
小灵正想捉弄她呢，死活不往里挪一点，还对小灵说：“反正明晚你就是他的玩物了，不如今天先增加一些了解，去吧，听姐姐的话。”
“你是坏姐姐，就是想看我笑话！老公，你说说他们俩！要不我出去了！”说完她作势抬脚要走。
我一把搂住小蓝，把她拉了回来：“小心滑倒了！”然后我引着她，老猫主动地向外挪了一点，我就势把小蓝揽到我和老猫的中间。
小蓝娇吟一声，好像已经猜到了我的意思，只是紧紧抱着我不松手。没想到小灵也钻到我的怀里，搂着我并对她说：“妹妹，这些天我一直和许果夜夜春宵，冷落我老公了，你就让我回他重温一下旧梦吧，你左边的那位，可是你后天的床上新郎，你就让他占点便宜吧，要不，后天的婚礼，他不给你卖力，弄出一点瑕疵纰漏，你可就要抱憾终生了！”
可能真是这句话打动了她，小蓝扬起脸，无限依恋地看了我一眼，手慢慢地松开了，老猫惊喜地把那个小巧温软的身子搂到了怀里，小蓝正面仰倒在老猫的大腿上。然后他张开大嘴，就向小蓝的小嘴压了过去。同时两只大手在我的娇妻胸前胡作非为，用指头捏住她的两边乳头，轻轻施力搓弄起来。
小蓝的身子弹了一下，睁开眼再次看了看我，眼神极为复杂，然后发出一声悠长的叹息，此后一闭就没再睁开过。老猫只搓了没两下，那两颗小小的蓓蕾已然茁发，很快坚硬了起来。
我眼睛直直地看着，小蓝在与他的热吻中，一直是被动的，一张樱桃小嘴，始终没有张开。但两只玉臂，却缓缓地环在了他的头上，慢慢鼻息渐重、娇吟声声。只一会儿，就已经春深不知何处了。
如果把小蓝和小灵做个对比，明显是小蓝的身体更加敏感些，控制力更差一些！老猫的技巧更是十分高超，我知道，小蓝现在是拼命克制着，不发出一声浪叫来，只发出短短的哼哼声。因为她的肉体还紧紧地贴着我呢。
我不知小蓝心里此刻的感受，做为我的未婚妻，和我做爱还不超过十次呢，现在却瘫在别的男人的怀里，任人亵玩身体的每一部分，同时老公的身体和她肌肤相贴，能分毫不差地感受到老猫猥亵她的所有动作和她身体的每一个反应。在精神上的羞耻感和肉体上的快感的双重压力之下，小蓝的肉体却变得格外敏感。
这边我还在亲吻抚摸着小灵，小灵经过这段时间与许果和老猫多次的交欢、偷情，更是美得撩人！双重的刺激使我性趣大增，很想就在水池里把小灵干了。
“小灵，你这些天过得还好吗？”
“许果挺疼我的。”
“你还爱我吗？”
“当然爱了，傻瓜，我每天晚上和他做爱的时候，都想着你。”
“想我什么？那不分心吗？做爱也要集中注意力啊！”
“嘻嘻，你知道为什么我老想着你吗？我告诉你，你别骂我。他比你厉害多了，我每一次都被他玩得欲仙欲死，一泄千里，所以我就故意让自己分分心，想想你。”
“小浪货，你爱他吗？”
“我是他的妻子，当然爱他了。我为他留了长发，因为他喜欢我秀发披肩的清纯模样。可他不希望别人来玩他妻子的。哦，你是个坏男人，求你，别，我已经是人家的老婆了……哦……”
“你说过，你永远是我的老婆的！”我轻轻地在她耳边说道。
再看小灵，已经热泪盈眶了。“我永远爱你！王兵！”
我两只手，一边一个，托住了小灵的香峰，食中二指夹着小灵峰尖的蓓蕾，轻轻拉挑，同时用嘴在小灵烧红的嫩颊、耳际、长发中来回吻吮舐弄，逗得小灵快活无比，舒服得都快瘫了。
在我的另一侧，我感受到小蓝的胴体在重重克制之下，仍难以抑制地涌上一波接一波的快意颤抖，稍回头看了一眼，老猫的手正不安份地越过小蓝初经人事的乳头，探向小蓝的阴蒂、***，小蓝再无一丝反抗，还把一支玉腿无力地搭在我的腿上，一双秀美的脚，时不时爽得抽搐一下，十粒玉趾都蹦得直直的，那种感觉，已经不是人类语言可以形容的了！
“许果知道你和老猫的事吗？”我转过头，边做边问小灵。
“不知道。所有的事，我都瞒着他呢！我怕他受到伤害。”
“你爱我多还是爱他多？”
小灵正欲回答，这时我左边的小蓝，突然身体连着抖动了好几下，嘴里再也忍不住，动人的呻吟变成了淫浪的叫床声：“不要，哦，不要，我老公就在我边上，我求求你了，真的求求你了，哦，你的手，怎么有股魔性，我的小阴蒂，我的乳头，都要舒服死了，啊！”
我不忍再看下去，扭过脸，小灵已经闭上了眼睛，轻轻地呢喃着：“来吧，我们就这里做吧。”
我非常犹豫，真想把小灵抱在怀里，用我硬邦邦的****，从她的臀间滑进那久违的小洞，又怕老猫学着我，在这里把小蓝就占了。
这时，远处突然传来两个孩子的嘻闹声，小灵推了推已经渐入佳境的小蓝和老猫：“来人了，咱们快穿衣服吧。”
那天我们开车跑了两百多里，又步行走了两个村子，都有些累了，决定当晚就在新房里住下。堂屋两边各有两间屋子，门对门。老猫的嫂子给我们拿来枕被，然后就离开了。
老猫和我商量了一下，他的意思是我和小蓝一起睡，他和小灵一起睡。
小灵冷笑了两声，面若冰霜：“我已经和你说了，从今以后我再不会让你碰一根手指头。小蓝的新婚之夜都给了你了，你应该知足了吧？那盘录相带，就在王哥成亲的那晚上给我们吧。今晚我和小蓝在洞房睡。”
当晚，当老猫已经沉沉睡去后，小灵把我悄悄地接到了她们屋里。
我轻轻地搂着小灵，看床上小蓝似乎在半睡半寐之中，面靠里睡着。小蓝自下午那件事后，一见我，眼神就慌乱无比，好象是自己做错了什么事，也没有再说一句话。
小灵悄悄地告诉我：“蓝丫头情绪有点不对，她刚睡着就说起梦话来，什么老公我对不起你，老公别让她碰我，一会儿又说什么你好坏，你不能摸我那里的话。”
我轻轻爬上床，慢慢地搂紧蓝水晶，她一下子惊醒过来，半睁着眼惊叫了一声：“你是谁？！”
“小蓝，是我，宝宝。你怎么了，梦魇了？”
“老公，我，我……”她说着说着抽泣起来。
“怎么了？”
“我对不起你了，下午，我也不知怎么了，就任那个老家伙弄了，我再也不纯洁了……”
“宝宝，没事，你不要这样难受，我是爱你的，你快乐我也快乐。不是吗？”
“下午你快乐吗？”小灵对着屋顶轻声地问小蓝，她也躺了下来，两人把我夹在了中间。
“……嗯……”小蓝过了一会儿才应了一声。
“比如，有两种女人，一种是肉体上不失贞，但精神上不忠诚于丈夫，心里深爱着别人，还有一种是精神上忠诚于丈夫，但肉体和其他男人有过接触，你们俩更愿做那一种？”我一边搂着小灵，一边搂着小蓝，同时问她们。
“哪有这么问人的？”小蓝嘟囔着。
小灵翻身看着小蓝：“如果非要你做出选择呢？”
小蓝也翻身起来，正对着小灵：“那我就做肉体不失贞、心里爱着别人的女人，我一面霸占着王兵，一面心里爱着你们家许果，气死你！”
小灵咬着牙道：“你有种，随你！！后天晚上，你要不同老猫那个，他把录相带流传出去了，我也只能和许果离婚，王兵也没脸在这里待下去了，他一准和你离，和我重婚，后天晚上你不做，我就和你老公做，我们俩重婚、圆房。”
第二天我们驱车回城里采购新婚物品，我实在不愿逛商场，不知她俩买了些什么。
当晚，我们就再次回到村里。我先把老猫送回他老哥那里，然后又把小灵和小蓝送到小蓝的“娘家”。小灵临别前对我说：“你告诉老猫，让他洗干净点。”小蓝羞涩地低下头。一听此言，我的鸡巴再次硬了起来。
新婚的一大早，天还没亮，我就开车去看小蓝了。敲开门，见她们俩正忙着呢，床上散乱地放着一大堆衣物、头饰。小蓝光着身子，正在那里选内裤呢，一见我，秀脸羞红，转向一边。我知道她内心里还是没抹开这个面子，故意开玩笑道：“准备穿哪一种啊？”
小灵也笑着向我介绍：有纯棉的，吸湿性很好，到时候可以吸掉一些浪水，有蕾丝花边、中间镂空的，看上去很性感，隐约能见到***，可以引起老猫强烈的性欲，还有一种超小的，到时候，手指可以先进去做些前戏……
小蓝涨红着脸捶了小灵一拳：“再说我撕你的嘴了！”
小灵格格笑着，又对我说道：“小蓝的身体很敏感，我看可以选择这条纯棉白色的。”我点点头。
小蓝再也不敢看我一眼，低着头把那条内裤穿了上去。
“乳罩就更多了，小蓝为了迎合那个老东西都挑花了眼啦！”
我赶紧捂住小灵的嘴。
小蓝没再理她，低头继续翻着。小灵笑着捡出一条红肚兜：“这个他最喜欢的。”
小蓝红着脸小声嘟囔着：“太色了点了。”没有去接。
我接了过来，慢慢地给她穿上，肚兜系后背的带子有两个扣子，我附在她耳边：“我就给你系一个扣子了，到时候他一解就可以伸手进去摸了。”
小蓝再也忍受不住了，纵体入怀，紧搂着我，娇声说道：“到时候，你在帐外，可别进来！我实在不好意思在你面前与他承欢做爱，你等我被他弄完了，再进来吧。求求你了！”一双媚眼水汪汪的，情欲之火似要喷发出来。
我点点头，深深地吻了她一口：“你到时候别想太多，就彻底放开，把他当成你的新郎，配合着他，由他尽情玩弄你吧！不要老想着我，好不好？”
“戴不戴套？”
“你说呢？”
“讨厌！”
然后我继续与她俩挑选着鞋袜，中衣，最后把一套中式的红嫁衣穿在身上，梳洗粉妆完毕，再戴上头饰，哇，眉目如画、肌如瑞雪，明眸秋水，好一个绝色新娘！最后正要给她罩上盖头，小蓝突然道：“交杯酒、掀盖头，可不能让他做啊！”
我们四个都没想到在农村里举行婚礼，竟是如此之热闹，一路行经之处，到处都有村民围观，到了新房之后，更有数不清的讲究，在此不一一细表了。拜完天地、唱完喜歌，最后酒席开场，几十桌的人轮流向我敬酒，徐老汉虽有所安排，但我还是喝醉了，吐得一塌糊涂。
醒来时夜已深了，人都已散去，外屋只剩下小灵一人，坐在椅子上累得不能动弹，老猫酒意十足，坐着洞房门口的小凳子上醒着酒。唯有小蓝，羞答答地坐在床边，正半掀开盖头，风情十足地向我笑着，秀美的脸庞被红布映得如同娇美动人，如同天仙一般。
“我美吗？”小蓝声音颤颤的。
“……你比仙女还美。”我站直了，慢慢地走到床前，轻轻地掀开她的盖头。
“交杯酒在那里呢！你取过来，喝一口，送到我嘴里吧。”我知道，这是她渴望已久的一幕，！
我刚要去取，身后有一只手竟拉住了我。我回头一看，原来是老猫。
“你总不能连交杯酒也不让人喝吧！”小灵探脑袋进来，她正准备关上新房的门，然后回去休息呢。
“说好了新婚之夜全给我的，当然得包括交杯酒了，”老猫语气也非常坚决，“上次我费了半天劲也没撬开她的小嘴，这次我一定要好好尝尝。”
小灵愤怒地看着老猫，胸膛气得一鼓一鼓的。
突然老猫盯着她笑了：“如果，你也能参加的话，我就让他们俩喝交杯酒。”
小灵难以置信地看着老猫：“四个人？你疯了？你休想！！我走了！”
“前天下午不就是四个人吗？”我突然插了一句嘴。
小灵看了看我，摇摇头：“你疯了，我是有老公的人，我不会和你再疯了！”
我走到门口，一把抱起小灵走进屋里，随手把门锁上。
小灵挣扎着，却被老猫双臂接过去，她在老猫强有力的搂抱中，慢慢地软了下去，用手蒙着脸：“我就知道，我就知道，你不会放过我的！”
老猫笑着把她抱到床沿上，让二女端坐好。
这时小灵红着脸，又气又恨地指着我：“你现在也是一个流氓了！”然后声音微颤地对老猫道：“来吧，尽情地糟蹋我们俩吧！”
二女互视一眼，同时红着脸低下了头。老猫笑着走到她们身前，伸出一双禄山之爪，当着我的面，在小灵和小蓝的酥胸上摸了起来。
小灵只推拒了一下子，就一双手主动环上了他的颈子，任他恣意动作。
只苦了小蓝，不好意思有所反应，只能挺着胸脯，任他大揩油水，一直摸到她的阴部，小蓝才抖着身子，紧夹双腿，止住了他肆无忌惮的动作：“求求你了，马上就可以给你了，你能不能等一等，在你占有我之前，让我和我老公喝完交杯酒？”
老猫把交杯酒拿了过来，“来吧，你们小夫妻喝个交杯酒，希望你们鱼水谐欢，早生贵子！”
我含着一口酒，亲向小蓝鲜红的嘴唇，小蓝深情地望着我，慢慢地张开了嘴。
这一刻好象有一个世纪之长，当我的嘴离开她的红唇后，她尤自闭着眼。
老猫再不想浪费一分钟了，他三下五去二，把自己脱得精光，然后对我道：“兄弟，对不起了，我先来了。后半夜换你吧。”然后他迳自爬到床上，笑眯眯地看着小灵：“伴郎已经上床了，伴娘也该上床了吧？”
小灵向我羞涩地笑了笑，两只脚一踢，把高跟鞋去掉，老猫一只手臂一揽，就把小灵抱上了大床。接着，小灵的衣物被飞快地除尽，最后，当小灵的小内裤和小乳罩都被扔下来后，老猫竟放过犹在床头等他的小蓝，魁梧的身子压向赤裸的小灵，双手开始动作起来。
小灵一面喘息着，一面对他说道：“喂，你有没有喝醉了？今天的新娘子不是我啊！”
老猫笑着对他道：“还不知人家同意不同意、情愿不情愿呢？你是知道我的原则的，违法的事我可不干，强奸新娘子，万一被人举报了，哪可不得了啊！”
小灵也故意使坏：“那我可得问问新娘子，你愿意不愿意啊，在新婚之夜，与别的男人尽享床第之欢啊？”
小蓝明知他们是在故意逗弄她，但是可能是今天的婚礼非常圆满，她的心情也不错，于是她转过脸，红着脸向他们笑笑：“我，我当然是心甘情愿的。你，你再等等人家吧，一会儿我就把身子献给你享用。”她几乎不敢看老猫了。
然后小蓝缓缓地转过脸，看着我，眼中似有泪光闪亮，我走到她身边，对她道：“别害怕，我一直在屋子里陪着你们呢。”
小蓝点点头，我弯腰帮她把红鞋脱掉，两支肉色丝光袜里，是一对无比精美的小脚，因为捂了一天，还微泛着酸酸的体味。
我摸着那对玉石一样精美的小脚，原想亲手脱下，这时，老猫光着身子，坐在床上，伸出右臂搂着小蓝，对我道：“春霄一刻值千金，我的小兄弟，想摸她的脚，以后有的是时间。”
小蓝摇着头，傻傻地向我笑笑：“一会儿再给你摸吧！”然后她把一双小脚从我手里挣脱出来，移到了老猫的腿上。
老猫低头嗅了嗅：“香艳绝伦！”然后一手揽着小蓝的小腿，一手揽着小蓝的腰，把她抱到了床上。小蓝娇叫一声，被平放到床上，高耸的胸脯微微起伏，她扭头只看我了一眼，就闭上了眼。
老猫爬到床上，小灵坐起身，一扬小手，红色的帷幕在我眼前一晃，把一床春光关在了里面。
这张枣红大床是那种旧式的，里面还装了一展小瓦数的红灯泡，我原以为帐子较厚，什么都看不到，可是我熄灭外面的灯后，才发现床上投射到帐子上的人影竟是如此清晰，像是看皮影戏一样。
一会儿，里面伴着两重迷人的呻吟，不断地有大红嫁衣、中衣、外套、丝袜什么的往外扔了出来。然后是两具白玉雕像的剪影，在床上一坐一躺，玲珑的曲线，随着急促的呼吸，不断地变换着胸部高耸的挺度和小腹平滑的流线造型，中间跪着的那个又高又大的人影一定是老猫了。
他好像说了一句什么话，我听见小灵隐约的笑声，然后躺着的那个娇秀身影坐了起来，主动地依偎向老猫，两个人头，慢慢地贴到了一起，然后就听到热烈的亲吻之声。
我心里非常疑惑，这会是小蓝，还是小灵呢？小蓝应该不会这么主动吧？不知为什么，我心里期望他不要先对小蓝下手。
没过多久，老猫的活动剧烈起来，帐子微一分开，一只玉臂伸了出来，扔出一只红红的肚兜，然后就听到里面有一个甜美的声音，轻轻地嗯啊着，那个娇小的身影，胸前的两点，在两只大手的不断抚摸下，尖尖地挺立起来。
后来老猫的人头贴向那座耸立的乳峰，逐分逐寸地舐弄着她不停抖动的乳房，直到吸吮着她的乳尖，不断舔舐着为止，并发出咋咋的吃乳声，里面的云雨之声更大了！小蓝再也无力忍受那种醉人的酸麻感觉，娇喘着、呻吟着，纤腰不住扭动着。
我抓起地上绣着鸳鸯戏水的红肚兜，尤带着一丝香甜的女性肉体气息，今天早上我为妻子系上的，现在已经被别人脱掉了！
我怔怔地看着眼前的皮影春戏：原来，小蓝也会这么主动啊！
这时，通过剪影，可以清楚地看到小蓝已经伏倒在床上，老猫的手开始玩弄起她那浑圆的臀部，过了一会儿，呻吟声终于大了起来，听得非常真切，正是小蓝的叫床声。不一会儿，另一只娇美的剪影也被老猫放倒，这时，里面传来了老猫的话音：“小蓝，这样弄你，舒服吗？”
然后，他突然啧啧了两声：“你看，着手处柔滑细腻，肥而不酽，你的乳房真美！”
“还有这两只乳头，肯定没经过多少玩弄，只逗了这么一会儿，就有种象小樱桃般的手感，极品！”
小蓝已经如痴如醉，只哦哦地叫着。
“一般在做爱时，最好进行一次全身的抚摸，不用太着急，当然，也要照顾重点，比如这里。”
小蓝好象应声虫一样，马上大声地回应着：“别……别……哦……哦！”
“你知道，女人的敏感处是很多的。你的敏感点在哪里？……你不好意思也没关系，我可以慢慢地发掘出来了。”
“我说我说，我喜欢你弄我这里……哦，对，还有这里……哦，天啊，灵姐，你不要动！你的手好坏！”
“来，你看你底下，都湿成这个样子了，这说明你身体太敏感，对异性的性挑逗和性刺激，很容易就达到高潮，这一方面是好事，另一方面，也会造成你体力透支，被人连玩一夜，或同两个男人一起干，你可能会累倒的。来，我来把你内裤脱掉吧，唉，怎么湿成这个样子？”
帐子上可以看出小蓝慢慢地分开大腿，老猫脱下她的内裤，然后把头钻到小蓝的两腿中间。小灵从帐里钻出脑袋，红透着脸，一面娇喘着，一面对我道：“今天老东西的状态很好，我们俩可能要惨了。”她一扬手，把小蓝已经湿得透透的、发出一种强烈淫秽气息的内裤扔给了我。我一面闻着一面干起老本行，打手枪。
这时，小蓝的声音突然高亢起来：“不，哦，不！不要那里，请别，我，我流了！”
老猫的声音继续保持着平静：“你的阴蒂藏得很深，也不是很大，但是逗弄好的话，你看，硬起来也不小，再不断地用手指撚，弹，对，这样给你的快感是很大的，是不是？”
“是，是的，哦，啊……”小蓝的声音象丢了魂一样。
“我现在用手指伸进去，探探你的***的松紧，你不要紧张，对女人来说，偷情的时候，一方面会流出很多的浪水来，一方面，因为是和老公之外的男人做爱，不知道自己是否会受伤，所以肯定有些紧张的。我现在的手法可能会给你带来很大的刺激，这样吧，让你灵姐帮你上身做些放松活动，你来照顾一下她的乳房，后背。”
这时，我看见另一个美丽的倩影，伏到了小蓝的乳峰上，两个倩影的上身重叠摩擦着，四支乳头一次又一次地逗来逗去。一会儿两个人一下都没有声息，从影子上再看，却是小蓝和小灵舌头互伸进对方的口里去亲吻呢。
在这种上下交攻和他的特殊手法下，小蓝只撑了几分钟，就第一次丢了。
“我要尿了，我，我爽死了，哦，灵姐姐，你为什么这样，哦，我，我好舒服。啊！！”
“你还是有些紧张，阴道里虽然流了很多浪水，但是阴道壁里面又黏又涩，不利于马上插入，这样吧，我给你吸一些出来，你要继续忍耐，马上我就会插进你的小洞里，给你解痒的。”
“嗯，我，求求你，怎么玩我都行，只不要再用手指头弄人家的小阴蒂了。”
“你说的？试试这个吧，如果实在受不了，你只要叫亲老公，干我，我就给你了。”
只过了一分钟，小蓝的叫床声骤然高亢急促起来，红帐上两支玉手的剪影软弱地在虚空乱抓乱舞，彷如溺水之人在攫取救命的浮木。叫声充满了极度的难受和愉悦，我听得浑身发热，唇干舌燥。
“男方的舌头要灵活一些，探进了阴道后，要蜿蜒而进，在***里翻腾跳跃，或吮吸，或吹气，都会让你感受到很大的快感！”
“亲老公……你插我吧……”
“你还没亲我呢！我到现在还没尝过你的香液，你也没尝过我的呢！”
小蓝使尽最后力气，双手搂着老猫的头，撅着小嘴迎向他，并主动地把丁香玉舌送进他的口里，让其肆意品尝。
约莫亲了四五分钟，帐子突然掀开一道缝，小灵露着火烫滑腻的娇躯，向我招招手：“来吧，进来吧，老猫要插进去了。”
我也脱光了最后的衣物，钻进了帐内。
Xiao Lan lay limp on the bed like a rag doll, weakly opening her eyes to look at me. Her snow-white skin was flushed slightly, her two small nipples stood erect, and the bulging triangle below her abdomen was covered with lustful fluids, the verdant grass smeared with it. Amidst the fragrant grass, a splash of crimson, its mouth fully open, faced a huge, lewd penis.
Xiao Ling was also completely naked. With a hint of shyness, she assumed a position: half-lying on top of Xiao Lan, her hands pressing down on Xiao Lan's hands, supporting her equally delicate body, presenting her white, fragrant buttocks and Xiao Lan's luscious buttocks to the old cat's large penis.
Old Cat first asked Xiao Lan, "Bride, do you want me to fuck you?"
I knew that in this impending storm, my beloved wife might suffer a terrible fate, because her upper body was pressed tightly down by Xiao Ling, and her two thighs were lifted into the air by my hands (I was leaning against the headboard, in front of them). Being unable to move and completely at my mercy, how could she possibly fare well?
Xiao Lan hummed in agreement and opened her bright eyes, half-shy, staring straight at me: "It's okay."
Xiao Ling did the same, because Xiao Lan's two jade-like legs were also tightly clamped around her body, leaving her little room to move. But while shaking off the long hair and sweat from her face, she looked directly at me and replied, "Come on, come and ravage us both."
Old Cat didn't hesitate any longer, raised his penis, randomly aimed at one of them, and thrust it in hard.
Xiaoling and Xiaolan both groaned at the same time. It turned out that Lao Mao's penis had first entered Xiaolan's overflowing vagina, finally completely possessing my newlywed wife. At the same time, he also inserted his fingers into Xiaoling's vagina. My two beautiful wives were thus groaning in front of me one after another.
After more than twenty minutes, Xiao Lan had completely lost her composure and senses, frantically responding to the old cat's increasingly powerful and penetrating, fiery penis. Having just experienced several orgasms, she cried out, "Husband, oh... I'm coming... I'm going to come... Sister Ling, husband... please have mercy, let me move a little, oh, my nipples are so itchy... ah... you've penetrated my uterus... deeper... harder... I can't even twist my buttocks, I'm going to come! Shoot me to death, good man!... Oh, I'm going to... come..."
Xiao Ling's expression became even more distorted. From her moans, it was clear that the old man had started playing with her anus again: "Weren't you so pure? Even your anus has been played with by me. How many times have I filled your vagina and uterus with my semen? Can you count?"
"I was wrong, I was wrong, please... oh... it's so tight, go slower... you've played with me so many times inside and out, fuck me to death! Play with us to death in front of our husbands! I'm going to lose it too, oh! ah!!!"
I masturbated while holding Xiao Lan's jade legs. After a while, at Xiao Lan's weak pleas, Lao Mao changed positions, made Xiao Ling turn over and lie down, and said to me, "Give your new wife a massage, let her relax, she's climaxed too much, it's still early tonight!"
I hugged the half-paralyzed Xiao Lan against the inside of the bed, Lao Mao positioned Xiao Ling, and beautifully inserted his penis into Xiao Ling's vagina, all the way in, gently thrusting and slowly playing with Xiao Ling's body.
"Xiao Lan, how are you? Tired?"
"Not bad." Xiao Lan's eyes were a little unnatural, she glanced at me shyly, her eyelashes lowered, very embarrassed.
I gently wiped the stains of her vaginal discharge from her legs. "Look, you've had quite a bit too! How does his thing compare to mine?"
"They're all...they're all pretty scoundrels."
After only a short conversation, Xiaoling was completely defeated again: "Please, my husband is terrified I'll sleep with other men, he even swore an oath...and you took advantage of me like this, without even a condom, oh, today's my fertile period...oh, deeper, ah, yes! Grind my flower, ravage me as much as you want, I'll do whatever you want, ah! I came so quickly! I came! Hey..."
Old Cat tilted his head and asked Xiaolan, "How are you, bride, have you recovered?"
I looked at Xiaolan with a questioning gaze. Xiaolan didn't speak, only smiled dignifiedly, and gently said to me, "Help me fix my hair."
I tidied her disheveled hair, and Xiaolan smiled at me, then softly said to Old Cat, "This time, there's no need to hold back. If Sister Ling can handle it, so can I." Then she bravely thrust out her breasts and leaned into Old Cat's arms.
I could finally masturbate to my heart's content. Old Cat thrust into Xiao Lan's vagina again, fucking her for a while before moving on to Xiao Ling, busy as could be!
The moans of the two women mingled with the ecstatic sounds of their bodies colliding, their voices rising and falling like nightingales. In the throes of passion, the two women let him ride them at will, indulging in his wanton play, their fragrant sweat pouring down like rain, yet without a trace of fear or hesitation, only desperately responding to his thrusts.
I, the groom, was rapidly stroking my own penis. Just as Xiao Lan was completely satisfied and about to ejaculate, Old Cat, contrary to his usual behavior, began to thrust frantically, fucking Xiao Lan until she was barely breathing. Finally, when Xiao Lan wrapped her arms around his neck, sat on his lap, her round buttocks pressed tightly against his, he began to ejaculate, streams of thick semen shooting into Xiao Lan's deep womb.
I pressed myself against Xiaoling, taking over Lao Mao's shift...
***Epilogue***
After getting married, Xiaolan and I lived a happy and peaceful life for a while. Soon, Xu Guo got his visa. Before leaving, he said, "Xiaoling, I will only love you for the rest of my life. Please wait for me. I will definitely make it in two years."
Xiaoling told him, "If you do well in America, find a fellow international student there and marry him. If you really can't make it, please come back within a year. I will live with you for the rest of my life."
Then Xiaoling returned to my side. Xiaolan and Xiaoling had been classmates for many years and were as close as sisters, so there wasn't much jealousy or rivalry.
Near the end of the year, one afternoon, Xiaolan, Xiaoling, and I were packing our things, preparing to host two friends from out of town at my house the next day. They were discussing what to wear and the arrangements for them to stay overnight. Xiaolan
laughed and said, "Honey, are you sure you're not mistaken? How many people have played with me? I've only been married for a year!" Just then, the phone rang. I answered it and heard a long-unheard voice: "Brother Wang, hello, this is Xu Guo. I'd like to ask if Xiao Ling is with you."
I gestured for Xiao Ling to answer the phone. She went over, picked up the receiver, and listened quietly. After listening, she only said, "Thank you," and then hung up.
I stared blankly at Xiao Ling, seeing her looking at me with a half-smile. Xiao Lan, meanwhile, watched us both from a vanity mirror, a faint smile playing on her lips…

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