Helping his wife have an affair 3

"Helping My Wife Cheat (Part Four) 1-3"

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(Part Four) Still Pure

1.
The next morning, Xiaoling only shyly greeted Lao Mao before sticking to me. I knew Xiaoling was still finding it hard to accept this lifestyle. Secretly hugging and kissing someone else behind her husband's back was one thing, but actually having a physical relationship and living together completely was difficult for even the most promiscuous woman to adjust her mindset. Although Xiaoling knew that her affair was entirely my instigation and scheme, she still felt a lot of guilt.

The next evening, Lao Mao's last trick finally completely dispelled her shyness in front of me.

After we finished eating, Lao Mao mysteriously turned on the video camera, inserted a videotape, and I didn't know what he was up to. Xiaoling blushed and threw herself into my arms. When I saw the video, I suddenly understood. It turns out this was a video of him ravaging Xiaoling last night after I left!

"Dear husband, dear father, why are you always teasing my clitoris? My juices are flowing down my thighs!"

"No, hurry up and put it in, deeper, deeper, yes, right there, ah, it feels so good, so good!"

"Please, don't play with me like this! My husband is next door, what will he think if he hears me screaming like this?"

"Your husband doesn't like fucking you, he likes hearing you scream. Scream louder!"

"Please, you've completely possessed me, you old lecher, don't go too far." Xiaoling actively responded to his penetration while playfully scolding him with a seductive expression.

"You dare disrespect your husband in bed now? See how I deal with you!"

On the screen, Old Cat was thrusting into Xiao Ling's vagina with a loud "plop" sound. When he pulled out, not only was Xiao Ling's vagina dripping wet, but her tender, red labia were also turned inside out. He had one arm tightly wrapped around Xiao Ling's waist, pulling her closer with each thrust, while his other hand casually kneaded her firm breasts.

Xiao Ling had her legs completely spread to receive his thrusts.

"I was wrong. Punish me however you want."

"I need to interrogate you, you little slut. At first, you were so arrogant, you almost slapped me. Why did you agree to live here with me?" "

I...I don't know."

"You're always swaying your hips and spreading your legs. Are you oblivious to my presence, or are you deliberately trying to seduce me?"

"I...I don't know." Xiao Ling giggled.

"When did you finally understand and become willing to be possessed by me? Tell me!"

"I won't tell, I don't want to, and you're still recording!"

"Still not telling!" Old Cat placed Xiao Ling on the bed and repeatedly teased and pressed his large glans against Xiao Ling's vulva, but didn't penetrate her, making Xiao Ling incredibly wanton.

"Please, I really can't tell, my husband will hate me if he hears!"

Later, Xiao Ling couldn't take it anymore. She clung to Old Cat's chest, said something, and then kissed him passionately again.

A surge of jealousy welled up inside me. Holding Xiaoling, who was trembling slightly in my arms, I whispered, "Why don't you dare say it out loud! Tell me, when did you start wanting to be played with and ravaged by him?"

Xiaoling covered her blushing face, giggling as she peeked at me through her fingers, "I'll tell you when I get back, so he won't be so smug!"

2.
It turned out that after spending the first week together, Xiaoling had come to understand his relentless nature. Furthermore, she knew my desires and knew that sooner or later I would fall into his clutches. However, when she first learned the truth, she had cursed him as a lecherous old man. As a modern woman and a wife, it wasn't easy to proactively change her attitude, find a way to back down, and agree to his advances.

Old Cat seemed to completely understand her thoughts. On the one hand, he completely tolerated her ridicule; on the other hand, he tried his best to display his masculine charm.

One night, I went out on an errand and didn't return home. Xiaoling was alone in the bedroom. When she heard his knocking, she knew he would do something if he came in. After hesitating for a moment, she opened the door anyway.

When Old Cat came in, he saw her flushed face and shy demeanor and knew her attitude had changed. But he still pretended to be pitiful, saying that their humble abode was too small for them. Little Ling, however, generously stated that they were only staying there temporarily, and that they were the ones who should be the ones suffering.

Xiaoling was sitting on the bed, fully dressed except for her socks. She hadn't intended to give him any chance, but Old Cat looked at her feet and exclaimed, "With feet like those, you could be a model!"

Xiaoling pouted and said, "How could that be?"

Old Cat said, "Don't you know? Some female models specialize in hand advertisements? Your feet are so perfect, truly one in a thousand. Look, your toes are as white as jade, perfectly aligned, and your instep is as soft as if boneless, smooth and delicate to the touch—how beautiful!" Xiaoling

knew he had already started. Although she was somewhat resistant, she still liked his praise, so she blushed and retorted, "Look at the way you're looking at me, like you want to eat my feet. I'm not letting you see them." Then she tried to put on her socks, but Old Cat snatched them from her hands and said, "Let me help you put them on."

Xiaoling glared at him, knowing she was about to lose this time. Her heart trembled, but she didn't object anymore. Old Cat then helped her put on her socks, gently tickling her ankles as he did so. Xiaoling was very sensitive about this area; her face flushed, and she slowly lowered her head.

Xiaoling told me that she had thought at the time that, at most, she might not be able to stay with me for more than a month. Her voice trembled as she told me that after he left, she discovered she was already wet.

I suddenly had a suspicion and asked her, "Xiaoling, tell me the truth, before I let him in to bring you your underwear that day, had he already seen your body? What did you do with him behind my back?"

Xiaoling nodded, her face red. "You think I only agreed to have sex with him after he saw my body that time? I went into his room mainly because I thought that since everyone had already exposed it, there was no point in hiding it anymore. Actually, he had already seen me and... touched me."

Then Xiaoling told me that on the third night after he put her socks on, I went out to work overtime again and wouldn't be back all night. Xiaoling knew that the old man would definitely do something, but deep down, she also had an impulse, a longing for the thrill of an affair (a real affair!).

That evening, the old man said he was quite tired from exercising that afternoon and asked her for a massage, which she agreed to. Touching his strong and masculine body, Xiaoling knew she might lose her virginity tonight.

She forced herself to remain calm until it was over, when she was exhausted herself. The old man said, "Let me give you a massage too."

Xiaoling shook her head at first, and the old man said, "Are you afraid of me?"

Xiaoling said, "I'm not afraid of you at all. Come on."

The old man then had Xiaoling lie down on the bed and stretch out her body. That night, Xiaoling was only wearing a jumpsuit, and her chest was half-open. As she lay down, her bra was completely visible. Xiaoling was a little embarrassed, but under an impulse to let things unfold, she only covered her chest with my t-shirt and let him touch her.

Xiaoling said that when he asked her to take my t-shirt away, she was very excited, as if that shirt represented her fidelity to me. Of course, what Xiaoling both feared and longed for that night didn't happen; she managed to control herself at the last moment.

I asked her, "In the end, did he take the t-shirt away?"

Xiaoling blushed and smiled, "I took it off myself."

"What else did you take off or remove yourself?"

Xiaoling hummed twice and whispered to me, "My underwear, my panties, I took them off myself. That old man seems to have some kind of magic; when he touched me, I went soft."

Judging from things like putting on socks and taking off clothes, it's hard to guess a woman's thoughts. From that day on, Xiaoling actively lowered her defenses.

That's how Xiaoling is; even though she knows she's no longer a pure and innocent wife, she still cares a lot about my opinion of her.

On the one hand, she knew that in the next two months (that night everyone agreed to extend their cohabitation for another month), she would be having intimate relations with other men day and night; on the other hand, she didn't want her husband to be neglected or hurt. Therefore, during the day, although she could accept Lao Mao's flirting and even make some bedroom jokes with him when I wasn't looking, she was still reserved. Whenever she left the bedroom, she would dress neatly, appear dignified and elegant, and absolutely wouldn't allow herself to leave others—especially me—with the impression of a promiscuous woman.

3.

Every morning, when Lao Mao opened the door with a smile, I could only see Xiaoling's beautiful feet putting on high heels. Sometimes, Old Cat would deliberately open the door early, before Xiao Ling had finished tidying up. I could see Xiao Ling putting up her disheveled hair—at which point I couldn't help but think of how Xiao Ling had tossed her short hair around, sitting in Old Cat's lap in ecstasy the night before, or I'd see Xiao Ling hurriedly stuffing something under the mattress—at which point I'd guess it was the towel they used to wipe their bodily fluids the night before.

Only when it was almost bedtime would she loosen up a bit. Sometimes she'd even sit in Old Cat's lap right in front of me. Sometimes when they got passionate, Xiao Ling would glance at me sideways and say with a smile, "The following adulterous movie isn't suitable for husbands." I'd make an excuse to go back and masturbate, and they'd start their lovemaking in the living room.

I also need to mention Xiao Ling's sleeping arrangements. After spending three nights of passion with him in the master bedroom, Xiao Ling proposed to share her affections equally with both her first husband (me) and second husband (Old Cat) for the next two months.

I looked at her with immense anticipation. Xiaoling twisted her body and said to me, "One week, three days with you, two days with him, and the remaining two days are up to us, depending on our physical condition and mood. I'll decide, okay?"

I was overjoyed. Because, over this period, I had fully experienced, as an observer, this complete possession of Xiaoling's private life by Lao Mao. Xiaoling was truly as precious as a rare treasure.

Whenever I thought about how Lao Mao's possession of Xiaoling wasn't just about ejaculating inside her almost every time, but also about possessing her scent, her secretions, her hair, her toes, her underwear, her stockings, I began to desperately want to reclaim this possession. When the pain is excruciating, it's hard to continue enjoying the pleasure of self-inflicted pain. I realized that this was a struggle and a confrontation. Withdrawing, on the surface, would seem like a great victory, but in reality, it would mean losing my male dignity and plunging Xiaoling's soul into a state of depravity. Only by persisting to the end could I achieve partial victory.

On Saturday, Old Cat and I entered into a battle. Whoever won, whoever captured the beauty's heart, could freely use their roughness and tenderness, planting their seed in the woman's most moist and sweet field. The loser would only be left with the desolate state of being alone, tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep.

"Let's play cards! Let's begin!" It was a best-of-five game; whoever won would take the beauty home. Of course, if Xiaoling won, she would smile smugly, sometimes touching Old Cat's crotch, sometimes hugging me, looking into the depths of my soul with sweet eyes.

Under my pitiful, pleading gaze and Old Cat's smug smile, she barely dared to look me in the eye, only gently nudging me with one hand: "You'll be alone tonight."

I listened to my verdict with despair, but then I suddenly noticed several dark toe prints on Xiao Ling's shorts and the inside of her snow-white thighs. Looking at the wet stains on Old Cat's toes, I realized why Xiao Ling had become so unsteady towards the end of the fight, her face flushed, short of breath, and her heart pounding.

"Old Cat, you're shameless!"

Old Cat shoved me. "I forgot to wash my feet," he whispered in my ear, "Xiao Ling used a lot of wetness to clean them for me."

Xiao Ling started hitting Old Cat on the back: "What nonsense are you spouting? Don't act innocent after getting the benefit!"

Then she waved to me, her face red: "Goodnight."

I had just fallen asleep when I heard Xiao Ling's loud moans and cries from next door.

Once, watching Old Cat win big and about to possess Xiao Ling, but Xiao Ling was in her fertile period that day, and she really wanted to make love to me, so she deliberately cheated. Old Cat discovered this: "Fine, you dare to cheat! You have to be punished!"

He chased Xiao Ling to the corner of the wall: "No, don't punish me, I was wrong."

"Tell me, what should I do!"

Xiao Ling ducked out from under his arm and ran into my arms: "Husband, save me!" She looked up at me, her eyes glistening with tears.

Old Cat was very strong; he pried my hands off and snatched Xiao Ling back: "No one can save you. Tell me, how should I punish you!"

"I don't know, I don't know!" Xiao Ling was very agitated; she pleaded with me for help with desperate eyes!

I sat there, without reacting. Xiao Ling finally gave up. The thought of losing her virginity to him again that night, the thought of everything that was about to happen, made her heart flutter with panic. She no longer had the strength to resist him, and just let him hold her.

Old Cat chuckled mischievously and whispered something in her ear. Xiao Ling hummed in response, her body already weak and sore. "You're bad, you're a scoundrel!" she said, playfully punching his chest.

"Is it okay?"

"I'll do as you say, even if it means my husband has to suffer," Xiao Ling said softly.

Then Old Cat whispered something in her ear again, and Xiao Ling shook her head, saying, "You can't do that to him!"

Old Cat threatened her again, "You're not listening? Don't you want this punishment anymore?"

Helpless, Xiao Ling turned to look at me awkwardly, "Honey, I'm going to take off my underwear myself so he can spank me."

"With what? Tell your husband. Otherwise, I won't punish you."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, please don't not punish me, honey," Xiao Ling looked back at me with a dreamy gaze, "He's going to use his **** to whip me, whip my buttocks, and... my genitals."

Xiao Ling was already sweating, the sweat soaking through her thin underwear, her curvaceous body pressed weakly against him, hiding her firm, sensitive breasts in his arms.

Helping My Wife Have an Affair (Part 4) - 4

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(Part 4) Still Pure

4.
The more she cared about my feelings, the greater the stimulation in my heart. Hearing their half-serious, half-flirting, my heart was both itchy and painful. I wanted to cherish Xiaoling, but I also wanted to see how she would be punished. It felt like all the blood in my body rushed to my head.

"Go on! What else did I say?"

"Honey, he wants you to help count. He's going to hit me at least five hundred times."

Xiaoling was completely captivated by him. Her eyes were still wet with tears, but her mind was completely taken over by him: "Honey, can you help him count?"

How could I miss such a sensual scene? Except for the first time, Xiaoling had long since refused to let me witness her lust.
I nodded without hesitation and went into the bedroom with them.

As soon as we entered the bedroom, Lao Mao threw Xiaoling onto the bed.

Xiaoling lay limply on the bed and said weakly to me: "Dear honey, can you help me? I have no strength left. Can you help me take off my shorts?"

I went over, steeled myself, unbuttoned her shorts, and took them off.

Then I saw that she was wearing the same blue floral panties she had worn when she lost her virginity to Afei last time. I loved this style the most. I knew that it was specially prepared for me tonight. But now, for another man, she was about to willingly drop her last line of defense!

Then, Old Cat stripped naked, got into bed, and skillfully pulled her into his arms. With a flick of his wrist, he removed her bra. Her

snow-white breasts, streaked with crimson, hardened under his gentle yet sometimes forceful caresses, just like the tenderness of her first night with me.

Then he said, "Let's begin."

Xiao Ling looked at me tenderly, without any hesitation, slowly curling up her fair, smooth, ivory-like legs, gently lifting her bottom as if about to be spanked, unfastening her small blue floral panties, placing them beside the pillow, and whispering to me, "I'll put them back on for you tomorrow."

After saying this, she pressed her beautiful, pure body tightly against Old Cat's chest. The seamless contact of their bodies quickly brought a soft moan from Xiaoling: "Husband, kiss me."

Old Cat lowered his head, facing Xiaoling, but made no move. Xiaoling blushed, opened her mouth, and extended her delicate tongue to meet his. Then, without any restraint, they made soft moaning sounds. Old Cat quickened his pace, one hand reaching to Xiaoling's genitals, skillfully playing with her erect clitoris. Soon, Xiaoling's inner thighs were slippery. His other hand moved from one breast to the other, pulling and pinching, or gently circling her areolas, making Xiaoling's body and mind sweetly prepare for another feast for him.

Sure enough, after kissing for a while, Xiaoling's face flushed slightly. She pulled away from his embrace, glaring at him: "You're so annoying! You didn't even brush your teeth before giving me your saliva." I knew that Xiaoling only accepted saliva during their most intimate moments.

Then Xiaoling said to me, "Honey, I want to start my punishment. You count." She paused, then said shyly, "Don't count wrong. If you mess it up, you know..." She glanced shyly at Lao Mao, "I'll have to let him play with me a few more times."

Lao Mao grinned lewdly, pulled Xiaoling over, and pinned her down beneath him, starting with traditional sex. His fierce, thick penis, aimed at Xiaoling's overflowing vagina, plunged in all the way. Xiao Ling raised her legs high, no longer shy, and shouted loudly, "Count, husband, one, two, three, oh, so comfortable! Four, five, six, seven, oh!"

Old Cat explained to me, "Xiao Ling likes this kind of punishment very much, doesn't she?"

Xiao Ling nodded and said to me again, "I can't count anymore, my heart is all messed up by him, you come closer and count."

I took out my penis and started masturbating while counting, "Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two,..."

Later I also lost control, watching Xiao Ling clench her teeth, her cheeks flushed, her soft, jade-like body covered in stains and sweat, yet she didn't back down at all. With each thrust, she twisted her waist slightly, thrusting forward to meet his weapon.

I knew Old Cat's thing was powerful, so I said to Xiao Ling with concern, "If it doesn't work, pull back a little, don't face him, or you'll ejaculate too quickly."

Xiao Ling nodded, not answering me, but instead gently stretched out her jade-like arm, hooked it around his neck, and offered her fragrant tongue, gently swallowing the saliva from his mouth. Her lower body didn't retreat at all; instead, it responded even more wantonly. In just a moment, Xiao Ling cried out loudly, offering him her orgasm.

Xiao Ling rested on the bed for a while, then suddenly remembered something and asked me, "How many times did he... how many times did he penetrate?"

I shook my head, saying I couldn't remember. Xiao Ling slapped me, saying, "You're so annoying, you're going to make your wife lose her virginity so many times!"

Xiao Ling started doing it with him again. When Old Cat sped up his thrusts, and the two were close to orgasm, Xiao Ling's white belly heaved. She just looked at me with her eyes, and I knew what she meant, but an extreme masochistic urge struck again. I said to Old Cat, "Today is Xiao Ling's fertile period, you'd better ejaculate outside." I knew Old Cat would never do that.

Old Cat looked at Xiao Ling with a questioning gaze. Xiao Ling blushed and shook her head, "Whatever you say."

After he ejaculated streams of his whitish semen into Xiao Ling's vagina, he didn't pull out immediately. Instead, he kept stirring inside her. The fluids from both of them flowed down Xiao Ling's vaginal opening and down to her anus. Xiao Ling cried out loudly, "I want to get pregnant with your child! Put it all the way inside me!" and started crying again.

They did it several more times, and Old Cat ejaculated three times. Later, Xiao Ling even stuck out her buttocks and closed her labia, so only a little bit of Old Cat's semen flowed out. Then, as if she had forgotten what she had said, she casually picked up the pair of panties I cherished, wiped them with Old Cat's and their love fluids, and threw them on the ground.

The next day, Xiao Ling washed the panties early in the morning and hung them up to dry.

That evening, Xiaoling led me through the door, twirling her little bottom in her blue floral underwear, and said to me, "I'm sorry, I got it dirty last night, but look, it's still pure after washing!"

I was a little sad and ignored her. Xiaoling hugged me and said, "Darling, I actually knew you were infertile. Let's have a sperm donor. I hope you won't be upset. You know, I really want a child."

Two months later, we left Lao Mao's house and moved back. Xiaoling had a checkup and found out that she still couldn't get pregnant.

《Helping My Wife Have an Affair (Part 5) 1-2

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(Part 5) A Beautiful Misunderstanding
1.

After returning from Lao Mao's house, Xiaoling and I returned to our normal routine. The day after I returned, Xiaoling smiled and said to me, "I really have a feeling that there's someone missing between us."

I laughed and asked her, "What, still not enough? How about we call him over?"

Xiaoling slapped me, "That's ridiculous! I'm a proper girl." Before she finished speaking, she realized something, blushed, and chuckled, saying, "You've spoiled me rotten."

Then she looked up at me with great curiosity and asked, "Actually, to be honest, I've thought about how I would feel if you did that with another girl in front of me?" Then she shook her head, "I really couldn't accept it. Tell me, how far would it take for you to not accept me?"

I shook my head, looking confused, "I don't know. Maybe it would be when you really develop feelings for another guy, when you fall in love, I think I would be in a lot of pain."

Xiaoling immediately said, "Do you think my love for you isn't deep enough? I think that in my life, I will never love anyone else but you."

I hugged her, deeply moved, but also a little curious: "You really don't love Lao Mao and A Fei at all?"

Xiaoling gently shook her head and said, "You know, I find it hard to accept love that's only lustful and without affection. I think that's no different from animal mating, it's disgusting. So, when you asked me to date A Fei and be with Lao Mao, I asked them to give me some time to get to know each other better. At most, I only have some good feelings towards them."

Then she held my hand tightly, looked straight at me, and said, "Before I met you, my previous love life was really simple. At most, I had a crush on you. After meeting you and marrying you, my blank slate only had you as its color, without any other impurities."

"Don't you really like Western oil paintings? Do you think it's more beautiful when only one color is beautiful, or when one color is the main tone, mixed with other auxiliary colors?"

Xiaoling thought for a moment, then widened her eyes, looking at me with some fear, and stammered, "You mean you want me to... to also... to share some of my love with other men? I really can't accept that. Playing around is fine, but developing feelings is very dangerous."

I was also a little scared, but I couldn't control my impulse. I held my wife in my arms and said to her, word by word, "You can find some other men and develop feelings for them. My only requirement is that your love for me must be the absolute main thing."

Xiaoling was shocked: "Why? I don't agree. Have you fallen for someone else, but can't find an excuse, so you're setting me up?"

I said, "You heard it from Lao Mao, right? You believe ..." "Does he still believe in my character?" Then I deliberately spoke slowly, "Actually, what's the difference between your so-called liking and love for Lao Mao and A Fei?"

Xiao Ling lowered her head, thought for a while, and whispered, "Love is wanting to be with him all the time, and feeling pain when we're apart. I don't feel that way about either of them now. Baby, we've gone too far. If you force me to love someone else, and one day I give him not only my body but also my love, you might lose me."

Then she looked at me blankly and smiled again, but tears welled up in her eyes: "But that day won't come. As long as I live, I will never let you go, unless one day I'm about to die, I will entrust you to the person I trust most, and then I will quietly leave this home and find a place where no one is."

Then she was so moved by herself that she began to sob. I deliberately joked to bring her back to reality: "Really? Who do you want to give me to? That silly blue crystal?" That's the classmate I mentioned earlier, the one who stayed at my house. When I came home, she was very wary and asked who I was. Now, this girl is our family's only friend.

"Is she silly? Are you serious?! She's so good at studying, very bright, and not bad-looking either. Half the boys in her class had a crush on her in school."

Of course, I knew she was a girl who was extremely clever when she needed to be, but could drive you crazy with her blunders. She often stared wide-eyed with curiosity, sometimes asking probing questions with crystal-clear eyes; other times, her gaze seemed to see through everything, revealing tolerance and kindness.

At my house, she often sat on the sofa with her long, flowing hair, one long leg propped up, staring intently at me. Her gaze sometimes evoked wonderful fantasies, sometimes made me feel guilty, wondering if she had sensed my hidden ulterior motives towards her from my words and actions.

Her straightforwardness, her beauty, her kindness—all of these captivated me. But she was Xiaoling's best confidante, and I was very careful about my crush; neither of them noticed.

After a while, seeing she was still a little sentimental, I teased her further: "You said you fantasized about me and other girls doing 'that,' were you thinking of Blue Crystal back then?"

Xiaoling nodded, then suddenly erupted in anger, "If I did it with other men, it was because you forced me. If you were to have anything with that girl, hmph, hmph, I'd give her a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid first, then stab you to death, and then I'd kill myself."

"Forced? Who was wearing a little undergarment, bare legs, sitting on someone's lap, and said, 'I willingly let him defile me'?"

"Hmm! You dare expose my weakness!" Xiaoling blushed. "Are you trying to kill me?! If you don't give me three rounds today, I'm going to find Old Cat!" Then she pushed me onto the bed, quickly removing her last clothes. Seeing that I didn't react, she hurriedly unbuttoned my shirt. "Come on."

I let her take off my clothes while observing her and continuing to tease her: "Xiaoling, I noticed that your nipples, which used to be red and small, have turned brown now?"

After Xiaoling had taken off all my clothes, she knelt down beside me... She murmured, her upper body exposed, "Wasn't it all because of that old cat? He bit and pinched me for two months, how could I not change?"

I flicked her firm, erect nipples with my finger and asked, "Hey, you two little ones, how have you been lately?"

Xiaoling wriggled, playing with my penis as she answered, "It's alright, it's alright. A while ago, there was an old man who made us both feel incredibly good."

I was a little excited and said to her, "Baby, bring me your little panties."

"No! They smell terrible! You wouldn't let me wash them, leaving the love fluid from the last time the old cat and I left behind, so sour and fishy, but you treat it like a treasure."

She said she disagreed, but still got down, took out her favorite blue floral panties from her bag, giggled, and threw them at my face, "They smell good, so smell them as much as you want!" That time, she and the old cat had both leaked a lot, and they couldn't wipe them clean with just one pair of panties, so they smelled and looked particularly alluring.

2.
After we made love that day, I hid the underwear under my pillow so I could play with it anytime.

The very next day after this discussion, Blue Crystal came to visit Xiaoling. Xiaoling invited her to the bedroom to chat, and after a while, I made an excuse to go in too, and started chatting with Blue Crystal.

Xiaoling didn't say anything, but gave me a strange look, glancing at me and then at Blue Crystal. I noticed first and became quieter. Blue Crystal seemed to realize this after a while, her face slightly flushed, and she said to Xiaoling, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiaoling pouted, "You weren't this crazy before your brother Wang came in!" Blue Crystal's face turned completely red. Her skin was very fair and beautiful, and the blush slowly spread across her face, all the way to her charming little ears.

Xiaoling said again, "Why don't you stay out tonight? I'll go to the living room. Just don't make too much noise , you two."

Xiaolan seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and was so embarrassed that she grabbed a pillow and threw it at Xiaoling, yelling, "Are you trying to kill me?!"

Then I saw Xiaoling suddenly open her eyes wide, her face flushed, staring at something. Xiaolan followed her gaze and was stunned: where the pillow had been on the bed, there was the panty that had been stained with Xiaoling and Lao Mao's love juices, a mess of white and yellow, streaks that were incredibly conspicuous and eye-catching, like a naked declaration of lust, leaving no room for any civility or modesty!

Xiaolan's first reaction was to cover her face and run away, yelling, "I'm going to die! You two are so filthy! I'd never go to your house again!"

Xiaoling was also completely dumbfounded and didn't know how to explain herself. She grabbed Xiaolan and hurriedly said, "This isn't something he and I made." Then she covered her mouth and realized she had spoken out of turn.

Xiao Lan was about to open the door when she heard this. She froze, turned around, and exclaimed, "What? Whose is that?" She suddenly realized something, squeezed Xiao Ling's hand, and then pointed at me angrily. "This is your dirty stuff with which woman? How dare you bully Xiao Ling!"

I was speechless, looking at the embarrassed Xiao Ling and the righteous Xiao Lan, unsure whether to admit it or not. Xiao Lan said to Xiao Ling, "Don't be afraid, your sister will stand up for you! If he dares to deny it, I'll take this stuff for a DNA test!" Xiao Ling was both ashamed and anxious, and started to sob.

Xiao Lan became even angrier, and in a fit of anger, she rushed up to me and slapped me hard across the face. Xiao Ling had

no choice but to get up, pull Xiao Lan along, and say to me, "You go out first." I covered my face, lowered my head, and walked out dejectedly. Unexpectedly, that girl wasn't satisfied yet; with her long legs, she kicked me in the butt as I left. A few minutes later, a scream rang out from inside the room: "You, so it was you and someone else! God! What kind of place have I entered!"

Five or six minutes later, Blue Crystal suddenly flung open the door and lunged at me on the sofa: "Xiao Ling is like this, it's all your fault, you bastard!"

Xiao Ling chased after her, grabbed Blue Crystal, and Blue Crystal looked back at her, shook her head, and sighed: "You, you! What can I say about you two! Wang Bing, what's the point of doing this? What if Xiao Ling runs off with someone? What if Xiao Ling gets pregnant with someone else's child?"

She paused, then made a joke, giving me a sinister smile: "If Xiao Ling runs off with someone, I'll marry you, and then I'll go around having affairs with other people, making you wear one green hat after another!"

"Blue Crystal, actually, he has some reasons, he's sick, sigh, I really can't explain it." Xiao Ling tried to comfort her, but couldn't continue, and then cried again.

Xiao Lan, who had been about to leave, froze upon hearing this, stammering, "You're sick!!! I, I didn't know!" Then, as if finally understanding, she walked up to me: "Oh, it's like this! Brother Wang, I didn't know, I'm sorry. But, modern medicine is so advanced, you can get it treated. Isn't there Viagra?" As she spoke, her face turned red again.

"It can't be cured," Xiao Ling said softly, and said nothing more. I didn't expect Lan Shuijing to have misunderstood, but we couldn't explain any further.

That night, Xiao Lan and Xiao Ling slept in our bedroom, and I went to sleep in the guest room. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Xiao Lan pushed open my door.

She gently shook me awake, her eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

"What's wrong?" I wasn't fully awake yet.

"I'm sorry, I hit the wrong person. I'm so sorry!" I sat up, staring blankly at Xiao Lan. She was only wearing a loose onesie pajama, her breasts full, like two small hills. The flesh on her chest was smooth, white, and translucent, making my mouth water. I tried to control my gaze and asked her, "It's nothing, why are you apologizing in the middle of the night? I'm thick-skinned, I'm not afraid of you hitting me. If you're still not satisfied, hit me a couple more times."

"Let me ask you something, is your illness really incurable? Even Viagra doesn't work?" I knew she had misunderstood, but for some reason, I didn't correct her, I just shook my head.

"You're so pitiful. I was really wrong."

"Okay, okay, it's really nothing, go back to sleep."

"No, I wanted to say... but I felt these words would be too cruel. I don't know if I should tell you."

I was completely sober. "Go ahead and say it, I can handle it."

"I want to become sworn siblings with you."

"What? Sworn siblings? Why?" I couldn't believe my ears!

"Let Xiaoling go. Since you're... impotent, unable to give her a normal married life, you should let her find another man and start a new family. But you're all alone, it's so pitiful. What I mean is, I've always wanted a brother like that, I'll be your sister and take care of you. Okay?"

I didn't know what to say. She sat even closer, gripping my hand tightly. I saw tears welling in her eyes, streaming down her face. "Brother Wang, actually, actually, I, I also..."

Xiao Lan began, but then stopped, pushing away my arms as I tried to embrace her, letting her tears flow freely. "Why, you're such a good person, yet you have this illness!" She sat very close to me, one leg crossed over the edge of the bed. Through the thin blanket, I could almost feel her beautiful body. A faint, virginal fragrance overwhelmed me.

I gently wrapped my arms around her again, but Xiao Lan pushed me away once more, raising her head to look at me resolutely: "Brother Wang, as long as you promise to let Sister Xiao Ling go, I... I'll let you hold me in the future!"

I said, "But Xiao Ling loves me so much!"

"The more she loves me, the less you can let her waste her youth on you!"

"Then, what should we do?"

"I know someone she's always liked. We can create an opportunity for Xiao Ling to... you know, to make her fall for him." I didn't speak, but my heart was filled with bitterness. Letting Xiao Ling go with another man was a step I hadn't planned at all! But I also desperately wanted this beautiful woman before me. What should I do?

“This is really unfair to you,” Xiao Lan murmured after a while, gently wrapping her arms around my waist and pressing her alluring body against me. “I will make it up to you. If your illness cannot be cured, we will become siblings and I will take care of you forever.”

“I want the kind of incestuous sibling relationship!” I pulled my buttocks back as far as I could, afraid that she would touch my already rock-hard member.

Xiao Lan’s breathing was also a little rapid. She didn’t say anything, but took my hand and slowly placed it in her half-open lap. “As long as you can make such a great sacrifice, I will give you what you want.”

I moved my fingers slightly, and that intoxicatingly soft feeling made me feel as if my hand had touched the gates of heaven. My index finger first touched something small and soft, as if it were curled up in a ball. Then I gently touched it, and in what seemed like only a second, that little pearl-like thing hardened and grew rapidly.

I gently squeezed it with my middle and index fingers, and the little nipple immediately stood erect. Even through her clothes, I could see the two nipples. I then traced a few circles along her areola with my index finger, and Xiao Lan let out a soft moan, "Oh! Don't move!" I hadn't expected her to be so sensitive!

So I could only quietly hold her, my other hand feasting on her breasts, while desperately trying to keep my buttocks tucked in, afraid that Xiao Lan would notice.

《Helping My Wife Cheat (Part 5) 3-4

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(Part 5) A Beautiful Misunderstanding
3.
Xiao Lan only told me after marriage that it was the first time someone had touched her breasts, and the pleasure was so intense it made her feel like she was in heaven. She then blushed and told me that at the time she thought the pleasure of sex was nothing more than that, so she decided to make this sacrifice—never having sex again, just touching her breasts was enough for her to enjoy!

"Xiao Lan, do you love me?"

"Silly brother, of course I love you! I've loved you for a long time. I know you love me too, don't you?"

"What if you meet someone you like in the future and want to marry him? What will I do then?"

"I won't marry anyone. We'll just be brother and sister, and spend our lives together."

"How come I didn't know Xiao Ling had another man she liked? Who is he?"

"The story isn't too complicated. I'll just tell you the basics tonight. The person Xiaoling likes is my current boyfriend, Xu Guo, our college classmate. Xiaoling met him first, but I didn't know that and confessed to him first. I only found out later that Xiaoling and him were just one step away from making it official. After I got together with him, I was afraid Xiaoling would steal him away, so I told him that Xiaoling actually hated him. So they didn't end up together. Xiaoling ended up with you. This is my biggest secret, so now you know why I could make such a sacrifice for Xiaoling, right?" Tears welled up in her eyes again. "Plus, with your illness as a factor, I owe Xiaoling so much."

"Your boyfriend? How many years have you been together?"

"Four years."

"Do you love him? Or do you love me more?"

Xiaolan struggled to remove my hand from her chest, giving me a sidelong glance: "You're the first man to touch my breasts. Tell me, who do I love more?"

My mind was still a little confused: "So you don't love him anymore? He can give you a normal married life, but I can't. You really, really can make such a sacrifice to repay Xiaoling?"

"What's not mine will leave me sooner or later. What I want is true love. I know you, my brother, can give me love, even if it's Platonic love, I'll be content. As for him, he's been with me for four years, but he's still thinking about Xiaoling. So, if you let Xiaoling be with him, they'll definitely get together."

"What if you meet a better man and leave me?" I probed.

"Really, no. In my life, besides Xu Guo, whom I've loved for four years, and you, there will be no one else. If I really can't stand it, I'll talk to Xiaoling and ask if I can borrow her husband. That should be possible, right?"

"Borrow him?" My hand reached for her thigh.

"Are you jealous? Don't think about these things, it'll only make you feel bad. Come on, hug me again."

"After we're together, I'll let you hug me every night, let you touch me as much as you want." She murmured, falling into my arms again. I took the opportunity to sneak one hand inside her pants leg, tracing her delicate calves down to her soft, tender thighs.

Xiao Lan just hummed softly until I almost touched her underwear, then she firmly pushed my hand away. We kissed for a while longer, then she quietly went back.

The next day, Xiao Ling and Xiao Lan came out of the bedroom. I noticed Xiao Ling's expression was shy and somewhat unnatural, while Lan Shuijing glanced at me with a mixture of shyness and smugness. I didn't know what was going on. In the morning

, Xiao Lan left early.

At noon, Xiao Ling said she wanted to go for a walk and then drove off. In the afternoon, I called her and learned that she had gone to the mountains outside the city to enjoy the scenery alone.

When Xiaoling came home that evening, after washing up, I went to bed first. Xiaoling, however, went to the dressing table, found a bottle of perfume, and sprayed it on. Then she unhooked her bra, walked up to me, proudly displaying her breasts, and twirled around with a grin: "Honey, are you coming tonight?"

I nodded, and was about to hug her when she said, "Wait a minute." Then she took a videotape from the cabinet and put it in the VCR. I was right; it was the videotape of Lao Mao playing with her the next day.

In the video, Lao Mao was first standing by the bed, beckoning to Xiaoling. Xiaoling appeared from under the camera, deliberately dressed neatly, her hair styled in a young woman's bun, wearing a light green suit with a tight waist that accentuated her curves, long stockings, and black high heels.

Then Xiaoling walked up to Lao Mao and started dancing with him. Lao Mao held Xiaoling tightly with one arm, while his other hand touched her buttocks. Xiaoling simply smiled innocently at the camera, just like when I first met her.

After a while, Lao Mao hugged Xiaoling and kissed her. Xiaoling closed her eyes, letting him taste her tongue. After a while, Lao Mao's hand was already inside Xiaoling's bosom. After being touched for a while, Xiaoling let go of Lao Mao, faced the camera, and slowly unbuttoned her coat. Underneath,

she was still wearing that alluring little bodice, half-revealing her glistening white breasts and slender shoulders. Lao Mao held her in his arms, unbuttoned the top of the bodice, letting it fall down, and then turned Xiaoling's upper body to face the camera.

Xiao Ling initially lowered her head shyly, but once Lao Mao began to fondle her tender glans with both hands, she relaxed somewhat, facing the camera directly. Sometimes she flashed a pure smile, sometimes she furrowed her brows, biting her lip, and deliberately thrusting her chest forward, letting those large hands grope her.

After a while, Lao Mao freed one hand and crawled along her smooth, alluring belly towards Xiao Ling's most sacred lower body. Xiao Ling blushed, panting softly, and slightly bent over to give him space. Her face was very close to the lens, and for some reason, she extended her small, fragrant tongue—which she had just tasted with another man and was now covered in his saliva—and licked it around the lens. The recording then stopped.

The television went black for a moment, then another erotic scene appeared: Xiao Ling was on the bed, a yellow pair of panties between her teeth, her hair cascading over her face, her forehead covered in sweat.

What's most infuriating is that the camera only focused on Xiaoling's upper body, making it appear as if she was sitting in Lao Mao's lap, the two engaged in a passionate lovemaking session on the bed. Xiaoling was still wearing her half-undone undergarment, covering her genitals, her delicate, flower-like skin contrasting sharply with Lao Mao's dark, muscular body.

One of Lao Mao's large hands was freely caressing her breasts, while the other hand supported Xiaoling in a half-sitting position. Xiaoling moved rhythmically up and down, her head sometimes tilting back, sometimes looking limply at the camera, her moans rapid and urgent; even a fool could guess that they were making love passionately.

Perhaps because she had just been intimate with Lao Mao not long ago, Xiaoling was still quite shy.

"Oh, um, I'm already yours, and you still bully me like this!"

"My husband always wears a condom when he's with me, but you just like to use your **** to directly insert, insert, insert until I'm..."

"Oh, I'm going to die, you're so cruel, you've hit my G-spot!"

"Um, inside me, it's so hot, so comfortable, you old pervert, just play with me as much as you want!"

"You called me an old pervert!"

"I'm talking about you! Oh! Old... pervert, you, you're so bad, please, move a little more!"

"Why do I call your husband an old pervert!"

"How many girls have you ruined like this, you old pervert! You, oh, oh, I give up, don't, don't touch my little asshole, it's so itchy there. Move!"

"You willingly let the old pervert play with you? I don't want you to report me to the police station."

"Yes, yes! Oh, dear husband, thank you. I'm completely willing. I just want you to play with me, even if it kills me. I'll accept being tossed aside after you're done! Oh, right! Right there, keep going! Keep going until I'm dead!"

"Your husband will be very unhappy to hear you moaning like that. Don't be so loud! Or you can wave goodbye to your husband!" Old Cat said to Xiao Ling, suppressing a laugh.

Xiao Ling blushed, looked at the camera, and waved. Her voice was low for a moment, but after only a few minutes, she couldn't control herself anymore: "I, I can't take it anymore, I, I'm going to lose it, I'm going to let my husband down, just cum, I've already come!"

She suddenly trembled all over and fell into Old Cat's arms. At this moment, Old Cat had already sat up, half-embracing her, and even smiled back at the camera. While smiling, he held Xiao Ling tightly. Xiao Ling's moans grew louder and louder: "You, you, I, want, all of yours, come in, and defile, me, inside and out!"

"Ah, keep shooting, I can feel it in my uterus, your semen is so hot, so much, oh, I'm coming again!"

...
4.
I watched the video, extremely excited. Xiaoling took off her clothes, nestled in my arms, watched for a while, then touched my penis and asked, "Honey, do you still want other men to have sex with me?" I nodded.

Xiaoling was silent for a while, then lowered her eyes and asked, "If I develop feelings for that person, can you really tolerate it?"

"This time, do you want to choose a target yourself?" I asked.

"The first two times you helped me choose, and I think I could accept them. But this time, it's best to choose one yourself, don't you think?"

"Of course."

"Last night, that girl Lan Shuijing, she came up with a bad idea. She said, why let the good stuff go to outsiders? She's willing to let her boyfriend and me have sex."

"You, you agreed?"

"I didn't agree at first, saying it would be awkward, since we all know each other. Later, she said, she said..." Xiaoling's face turned red with excitement, and she couldn't continue.

"What did you say?"

"You said that guy had wanted to have sex with me for a long time. So I agreed."

Even the first two times, Xiaoling hadn't been this flustered. I touched her as I asked, "Won't that girl Lan be jealous?"

Xiaoling said, "That's surprising! Her boyfriend, Xu Guo, is such a good person, but she doesn't care at all. She said she's already fallen in love with someone else."

"You really have a good impression of Xu Guo!" After all, she's still my wife, and seeing her praising another man like that made me feel uneasy.

"Jealous? Don't worry. I won't share any of my love for you with anyone else."

"When do you want to have sex with Xu Guo? Where?"

"I haven't had any contact with him for several years. I think I'll slowly get to know him, and if it doesn't work out, so be it. I can't just rape him, can I? At most, I'll seduce him!"

"What methods do you have to seduce him!"

“Whatever the method, at most I’ll touch him with my bare thighs, rub my full breasts against him, or pretend to be drunk and vomit on my clothes, then go to bed with him half-naked and see when that fool gets it. Anyway, whenever he wants to take advantage of me, I’ll let him. I’ll let him do whatever he wants.”

After a while, she added, “I’ll only let him play with me physically, I won’t cheat on him emotionally. Don’t worry, I won’t change my mind about you.”

The next day, I found an opportunity to secretly ask Blue Crystal to go to the movies.

I told her, with a pained expression, about Xiao Ling’s thoughts on developing a relationship with Xu Guo. I held Blue Crystal in my arms and simply said, “Whatever progress Xiao Ling and Xu Guo make, that’s how I’ll progress with you. Don’t worry.”

“But what if they make love?” I probed.

“Then I, I also want to make love with Xu Guo once, I can’t let Xiao Ling have it all.” Blue Crystal blushed and started to get jealous. Holding this incredibly beautiful little vixen in my arms, exuding an alluring virgin fragrance, I was conflicted.

How long should I keep up this act? I could only take Lan Shuijing's body after Xiaoling and Xu Guo had their way with each other. But what if she knew the truth, discovered it was all a misunderstanding, and realized I was a pervert? Would she ignore me in a fit of anger after I took her? Did

I have to wait until Xiaoling and Xu Guo got married before taking Lan Shuijing's body? I was confident I would marry her, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get her virginity.

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