My lovely wife

【】 - I have a lovely wife,
Yi
Rong. After our marriage, our relationship has always been very good. Our honeymoon was blissful, like fish in water. Yi Rong
was the campus beauty in college, with big, bright eyes, high, firm breasts, and a round, perky bottom. Coupled with her cascading wavy hair, she looked even more sexy and charming.
Many people envied me for marrying such a beauty. Yi Rong made me look good in front of my colleagues and friends.
Every time I saw her beautiful body, touched her sexy, full breasts and buttocks, and her lush, grassy crotch, I couldn't help but feel aroused. I would grab her and launch a fierce assault, thrusting until the earth shook and she gasped for breath.
Although Yi Rong had a noble air, she was always obedient and gentle. She always obeyed me and let me do whatever I wanted during sex. Sometimes she would even actively stick out her snow-white buttocks for me to fuck. I asked her to give me oral sex, and without hesitation, she opened her alluring little mouth and took my large glans into it, eventually swallowing every last drop of my semen.
For this, I was deeply grateful, sparing no expense in buying cosmetics and fashion for her, and eagerly taking over all the housework, cooking and preparing meals to keep her delicate hands warm from the fumes. I even washed her underwear and bras, a task I thoroughly enjoyed.
Outside, I never philandered, gambled, or fought, and rarely drank alcohol. After a passionate kiss during our honeymoon, Yirong said the smell of smoke on my breath made her uncomfortable, so I simply quit smoking altogether. Yirong's friends envied her greatly, saying that in this era where "no man is immune to temptation," it was rare for her to marry such a faithful and devoted husband. Yirong was
proud of her discerning eye. And she knew that I possessed a deadly, thick, and long penis, enough to bring women happiness. Our cozy little home was often filled with her silvery laughter.
After our marriage, nourished by my semen, Rong's breasts became higher and more prominent, causing her to wobble as she walked, often attracting envious glances from countless men. Her plump buttocks also became even fatter and rounder, making people worry that she might accidentally tear her pants, but her waist remained very slender, so slender that it seemed as if a gust of wind would break it.
Countless men were secretly fascinated by her slender waist and plump buttocks, wishing they could hold her in their arms. But they could only drool.
In public restrooms, I saw countless nude paintings and erotic pictures of her. Some depicted her lying on the ground, her snow-white buttocks raised for men to fuck, while others showed her being gang-raped by several men, her buttocks soaked with semen and her face splattered with men's semen. These were probably the "masterpieces" of those men who couldn't have her, because there was always a large pool of semen next to her portrait.
However, although they painted my face and figure so vividly, none of them could draw the cute little red mole on my buttocks. It was clear they were just making things up, drawing randomly without ever actually seeing my naked body.
My relationship with Yirong was excellent. Who would have thought a crisis was quietly approaching? As our marriage continued,
day
after day, I noticed that Yirong's smiles became fewer and fewer. Her once charming and lively eyes seemed to be veiled by a thin mist, losing their natural brightness.
Her silvery laughter was almost gone. Even her once alluring figure seemed to lack youthful vitality, exuding a languid air. Even her pubic hair seemed to have lost its luster, and her once moist labia were like purple eggplants, lifeless, as if deprived of moisture.
Sometimes, after making love with me, she would inexplicably get angry at me, and several times we almost argued in bed over trivial matters. After that, she even lost all passion for sex with me. She used to let me have sex with her at least three times a week, but now she finds even once every two weeks annoying.
I was very puzzled and secretly suspected she might have fallen for someone else. Beautiful women always have suitors, and if another man had interfered, her coldness and dissatisfaction would be understandable.
Because of this, I secretly followed her. Although I caught some men making advances towards her, I found that she always maintained a proper distance, at most only drinking and singing with her male colleagues.
When the men were with her, they would intentionally or unintentionally touch her breasts while toasting; her breasts were always full, so it was no wonder the men didn't want to touch them.
Sometimes they would tell her many explicit dirty jokes, enjoying her shy and coquettish appearance. If they could get her to tell a few jokes herself, that would be their ultimate pleasure.
Her boss had also long harbored ill intentions towards her and often invited her to dance.
I discovered that she couldn't resist his advances and always made sure to meet him. Every time they danced, he would hold her very tightly, his lower body almost pressed against her crotch. She vaguely felt that he had ejaculated into her twice through his pants and had touched her large buttocks several times. But she could only pretend not to know about his advances and never acted recklessly with him, only being extra cautious around him.
It's almost impossible for a beautiful modern woman to escape sexual harassment from her boss; I can understand her predicament and helplessness. When
you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
Her white-collar job was hard-won.
Once, her boss, not content with what he had, invited her out for drinks, and afterwards to a dance hall. Because I was friends with the dance hall owner,
he
made an exception and let me into his top-secret control room.
Every corner of the dance hall and private rooms was equipped with miniature surveillance cameras, and everything in the dance hall could be clearly seen from the monitors in the control room.
However, my friend had made it clear beforehand that no matter what I saw, I was not allowed to make any rash moves.
To find out more about Yi Rong, I readily agreed.
I soon discovered that my boss and Yi Rong had slid onto the dance floor together, dancing and talking like a couple.
Yi Rong had drunk quite a bit, her face growing increasingly red, while my boss was even more intoxicated, holding her tighter and tighter. Her breasts were being pressed against him, deformed. His hands were restlessly caressing her full buttocks.
His lower body was already erect, hard and pressing against Yi Rong's mons pubis.
Yi Rong clearly felt his restless member, her face flushed, and she kept trying to back away, but he clung to her like rubber, slowly pushing her into a private room.
Yi Rong probably felt embarrassed by being harassed in front of so many people, so she half-heartedly followed him into the room. Although his movements might be even more outrageous in the private room, it was still better than being harassed in public.
To everyone's surprise, as soon as we entered the private room, my boss couldn't contain himself and pounced on me,
Yi Rong, on the sofa like a wolf. Yi Rong fell heavily on her bottom, her legs spread high, revealing her pink thighs and black panties.
My boss pulled out his thick penis from his pants and pounced on me again.
Seeing the situation was turning against her, Yi Rong scrambled to her feet and tried to escape, but he grabbed her buttocks and lifted her skirt.
Underneath, Yi Rong was wearing the black lace panties I had bought for her; the small panties barely covered her plump, round buttocks.
My boss, drunk and with red eyes, rushed forward and ripped off Yi Rong's panties in a few swift movements. Her lower body was naked; her thick, dark forest was exposed, the soft, glossy pubic hair clearly visible under the dim red light. Her beautiful, plump buttocks were also revealed, the small red mole on the tip of her buttocks bright and eye-catching. My boss knelt down and kissed and licked it.
Then he stood up and tore her skirt again. Yi Rong's snowball-like breasts slid out, and her boss bit her bright red nipple, then pried open her mysterious vulva, squeezing his fingers between Yi Rong's soft labia, gradually penetrating her vagina.
I was enraged and was about to jump up to save Yi Rong, but the dance hall owner held me down, preventing me from moving. He said, "Brother, think positively. These days, which beautiful woman hasn't been fucked by her boss? Just relax and watch the show."
I retorted angrily, "Damn it, are you even my brother? Can you really bear to watch my Yi Rong being played by another man?"
"Alright," he laughed, "It's precisely because I'm your buddy that I let you watch the surveillance footage here. We agreed beforehand that you're not allowed to do anything rash. Otherwise, you're disrespecting me and deliberately trying to ruin my business. You should know that the people who come here are all important figures, and your wife's boss is a regular customer. I can't afford to offend him. If you cause trouble here, who will dare to come here in the future? I'll have to close down, and can you afford to compensate for that loss?"
I wanted to argue, but two burly men were already standing behind me, so I had to swallow my words and sit down sullenly, saying, "Fine, for your sake, I won't cause trouble here. I'll settle the score with him later."
My friend laughed, "That's right, discretion is the better part of valor. Besides, watching your wife being taken advantage of is quite interesting. Not every husband has the kind of luck you have. Many men are cuckolds and remain in the dark their whole lives."
"Stop talking nonsense!" I was both angry and resentful, but I kept staring.
My friend tossed me a pack of cigarettes, which I immediately started smoking frantically.
The scene inside the private room horrified me. In the
fourth
room, my boss was completely naked. His arm-like penis was half an inch longer than mine, with bulging veins and testicles as large as duck eggs, swaying back and forth.
Yi Rong was terrified and cowered, pleading incessantly, but he wouldn't agree. Staring at Yi Rong's alluring and seductive vulva, he only wanted to penetrate her. Yi Rong even offered to masturbate him, but he remained unmoved.
Yi Rong was desperate, and I was helpless.
Just as my boss was about to press his weight onto Yi Rong's body, I closed my eyes. I couldn't bear to watch another man's penis enter Yi Rong's vagina. That was supposed to be my personal territory. Tonight, it would be occupied and defiled by another man.
I felt like a defeated general, crestfallen and dejected.
Yi Rong was doomed, and I was powerless to stop it.
My heart was filled with grief and indignation.
My friend, however, was watching with rapist's eyes wide, eagerly awaiting the thrilling moment. Scenes of beautiful women being raped always excite men.
Just then, I suddenly heard him gasp in surprise. I knew Yi Rong had already fallen, allowing him to penetrate her. I couldn't help but open my eyes.
What no one could have imagined unfolded.
My boss was straddling Yi Rong, using his fingers to spread her vulva. Yi Rong's thin labia were forced open, and he aimed at the delicate opening, ready to thrust in.
At that moment, Yi Rong suddenly kicked him in the groin, striking his large testicles.
My boss clutched his waist and crouched down in pain, grimacing.
Taking advantage of the moment, Yi Rong quickly put on her dress, stitched up the torn parts, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "I'm sorry, I can't lose my virginity. I have to be responsible for my husband."
This was a scene no one would have expected.
I was so moved I wanted to cry.
But amidst my cheers, I couldn't help but worry for Yi Rong. What would be the consequences of her treating her boss so cruelly? Would he fire her in a fit of rage? You see, Yi Rong had worked incredibly hard to get this easy, high-paying white-collar job, and she cherished it dearly.
Unexpectedly, after speaking, Yi Rong didn't storm out like most women would. Instead, she turned around and gently said to her boss, "I'm sorry, boss, did I hurt you?"
Her boss was still in pain and unable to speak, cold sweat pouring down his face, but he reached out a hand and grabbed Yi Rong's skirt, afraid she would leave like that.
Yi Rong seemed to understand his thoughts and said, "I know you didn't mean to ruin my reputation. You just drank too much and couldn't control your sexual urges, which is why you were rude to me. Isn't that right?"
The boss nodded vigorously and said hoarsely, "Your kick was really hard. You know, a man's thing is very delicate; you can't kick it. Think about it, I just wanted to insert it into your little hole, and after I was done, you could just wash it off and it would be like nothing happened. But you treated me so cruelly, almost killing me. Do you really have such a deep grudge against me?"
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to hurt you." Yi Rong lowered her head with some guilt, like a little girl who had done something wrong.
"Forget it, I won't hold it against you. Please, rub it for me!" The boss pitifully grabbed Yi Rong's small hand and pulled it towards his crotch.
Yi Rong hesitated for a moment, then finally squatted down and stretched out her slender hand to gently rub his injured testicles.
The boss's expression immediately softened, and he closed his eyes, enjoying Yi Rong's gentle caresses.
"Does it still hurt?" Yi Rong asked softly, her face full of genuine concern.
"Much better. But... I want to ask you, please help me to the end." The boss stammered, his eyes fixed eagerly on Yi Rong's high, firm breasts.
"Dream on, you're up to no good again, aren't you?" Yi Rong pouted playfully.
"No... no, I really don't want to fuck your thing down there. I just want you to help me with your hand. You... you promised in the first place, you have to keep your word."
The boss's face flushed red, seemingly afraid that Yi Rong would storm off, or even more afraid that she would punch him in the groin again.
"You men are really something, you have hands too, why do you insist that I help you?" Yi Rong sighed softly, tapping the boss's gradually rising buttocks with her hand, seemingly very puzzled.
Seeing that she wasn't angry, her boss immediately grinned and said, "It's just different. Please, I know your heart is the softest, and your hands are the softest too. It's so much better than if I did it myself." With that, he straightened up and forcefully shoved his thick penis into Yi Rong's palm. Yi Rong
shook her head reproachfully, but still held onto his penis.
He tried moving it in and out of her hand a couple of times, and Yi Rong spat, smearing it on his round glans, and began to stroke it. Because she was working so hard, her breasts swayed constantly, creating waves of milk.
Her boss hummed happily, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her bouncing breasts.
"Don't move, or I'm leaving." Yi Rong twisted her hips, deliberately keeping a cold face, pretending to leave.
"Okay, I promise, I'll only touch, I won't move." Her boss said with a grin, but took the opportunity to put his hand around Yi Rong's plump buttocks. Yi Rong's buttocks were plump and soft, and felt very comfortable to touch.
Yi Rong glared at him, but continued to stroke him, sometimes pulling back his foreskin, sometimes flicking his testicles, like a little girl playing with a toy. Her
boss's penis was swollen to its limit, even the glans was open.
"Such a beautiful, strong thing, how wonderful it would be if it could be inserted into your little hole down there. Don't you really want to try?"
The boss kneaded Yi Rong's breasts like dough, noticing they had grown considerably and her nipples were erect.
"Boss, I'm warning you, my body belongs only to my husband. Only he can invade my territory. If you keep talking nonsense, I really might just leave, and you'll regret it!" Yi Rong pouted, seemingly touched on a sore spot, noticing a strange reaction in her body, but she still used reason to suppress that primal desire. "
Okay, okay, don't take it seriously, I'll listen to you. But I really envy your husband. He gets to hold you every night, sleep with you, and have sex with you. He's like a god. I'd be satisfied if I could have even one day of that kind of sexual bliss."
The boss was now completely submissive to Yi Rong. He observed her expression, not daring to say anything more, but his penis rubbed forcefully between her palms, as if he wanted to get revenge. My
ears burned and my heart pounded. Seeing that her boss's attitude had become much more subdued,
Wu Yirong smiled sweetly, knelt between his legs, and sat on his heels, helping him masturbate. She did it very seriously and attentively, and at this moment she was full of obedience to her boss, with a hint of shyness in her eyes, making her extremely cute. "Oh, your little hands are really good, they're making my bones feel weak." The boss patted her plump buttocks and praised her sincerely. "Stop touching me." Yirong glared at him, wiggling her beautiful buttocks, "I know, you men are all like this, you like to have other men's wives serve your penises, even if it's just to let them see or touch it. You say your bones feel weak, but actually, it's your heart that's weak, isn't it?" "Hehe, I didn't expect you to understand men so well." The boss chuckled dryly, but his penis became even harder. "But tell me, which is thicker, my penis or your husband's?" "Pah, I won't tell." Yi Rong lowered her beautiful eyes, but her small hands quickly began to stroke his penis. "I just want to compare, don't you often do this to your husband too?" The boss held Yi Rong's ample breasts in his hands, his wicked hands enjoying the fullness of her alluring breasts. He pulled her glistening nipples up and down and side to side. "If you don't tell me, I'll squeeze them hard." "You're playing with other people's wives' breasts, you scoundrel, you pervert!" Yi Rong couldn't avoid him, letting him rub her nipples while cursing. "Anyway, in your eyes I'm a beast in human clothing, I just want you to tell me, am I thicker than your husband's?" The boss increased the pressure with his left hand, while his right hand reached under her skirt. "Okay, okay, I'll talk, I'll talk!" Yi Rong was clearly being touched in her private parts, and she quickly begged for mercy, letting out dreamlike moans. Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed with a captivating allure, a mixture of sorrow and helplessness. "Tell me! Am I thicker or is he thicker?" Her boss's fingers squeezed into her vagina, a smug look on his face. "Of course you're thicker." Yi Rong smiled coquettishly, her ample buttocks swaying seductively, like a cute female dog. "Really?" Her boss was delighted. "Haven't you heard people say that men are big because they're rich? You're the boss, he's just an ordinary employee, of course he's not as thick as you. But his is a human thing, yours looks like it was born of a donkey." Yi Rong finished speaking and giggled again. "Oh, you little slut, you dare make fun of me?" The boss, feigning anger at her playful and adorable appearance, gripped Yi Rong's breasts tightly and groaned, "Quick, quick, massage my testicles. You kicked them hard just now; you need to soothe them with your little hands. Otherwise, I'll embarrass you!" " Don't push your luck." Yi Rong's rosy nipples, unable to withstand his teasing, stood erect. She pouted defiantly, but still vigorously flipped his glans with one hand while gently grasping his scrotum with the other, tenderly rubbing his testicles. His two large testicles swayed between her fingers like two bells. "Is it fun?" the boss asked smugly. Yi Rong's soft little hands gripped his penis tightly a few times, reluctantly saying, "Fun my ass! It's disgusting, like two cow testicles." She then smirked. The veins beneath her boss's glans throbbed strongly, stimulating his engorged mucous membranes in waves. He thrust hard a few times, saying, "Of course! Look how hard and long my cock is. If you'd let me in, I guarantee I'd fuck you until you're in heaven." "Pah, here we go again. Stop dreaming about fucking me. If you keep talking nonsense, I'm ignoring you." Yi Rong frowned, speaking seriously, and stopped what she was doing. "You can't ignore me! You slut, keep going... don't try to slack off! Otherwise, I'll fire you." Her boss looked at her alluring buttocks, grabbed Yi Rong's long hair, his expression unreadable. Yi Rong, her expression both painful and alluring, dared not resist at this moment. The boss immediately softened again, panting heavily as he said to Yi Rong, "I'm begging you, I... I haven't had enough yet. Squatting is too tiring for you. Sit on my lap and help me, okay? " "Hmph, you wish! You want a beautiful woman in your arms?" Yi Rong pouted, seemingly unwilling to stand up. The boss grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her into his lap. Yi Rong had no choice but to obediently lift her legs, straddling him, embracing him in a seemingly lewd position. "That's my good subordinate." The boss took the opportunity to lift Yi Rong's skirt, revealing her labia, as tender and glossy as flower petals, her wet vulva radiating a salty, hot scent. Faced with Yi Rong's snow-white, full buttocks and parted cleft, and those alluring labia, the boss was utterly captivated. He actually inserted three fingers into Yi Rong's vagina, rubbing them against the swollen, wet opening with the gushing fluid. Soon his palms were sticky and moist. "No...don't do this." The pleasure and stimulation from her lower body seemed to be something Yi Rong had never experienced before. Her heart pounded so hard that she felt something stuck in her throat. Her boss moved his hand to her anus, and she painfully closed her anus, biting her lower lip and spreading her legs wider. Her already beautiful long legs appeared even more shapely and straight under the strain, with her instep and calf in a straight line and her toes slightly curled. "Your ass is so big, so beautiful!" her boss exclaimed, one hand stroking from her tight abdomen to her mysterious triangle area. "Wow, your pubic hair is so black and soft. I never thought that a woman as beautiful as you would have such thick pubic hair. It's like a patch of seaweed, or a lotus flower." "What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't all women's pubic hair like this?" Yi Rong shyly rubbed the tip of her boss's penis. "No, I've never seen a woman with such thick and alluring pubic hair as you. You're absolutely irresistible." The veins coiling around the boss's penis throbbed with excitement, making it harder and thicker, the glans revealing a full, lustrous color. "Stop flattering me," Yi Rong said with a playful laugh, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her breath sweet and fragrant, exuding a seductive charm. Women always love to hear men's compliments, and Yi Rong was no exception. "I'm telling the truth. I love women with thick pubic hair like you the most. It's said that women with thick pubic hair have a strong sex drive." The boss held Yi Rong's pubic area in his hand, even plucking a few strands to examine them closely.

"My pubic hair is thicker than yours, even if it's denser. Your pubic hair is really thick and dense, it's like a chicken coop, much thicker than my husband's, and it extends all the way to my anus and navel. According to you, your sex drive is incredibly strong, isn't it?" Yi Rong retorted with a smirk.
"I admit I'm a horny freak, so meeting you is like a parched land meeting rain, a raging fire meeting dry wood. To be honest, from the first time you became my subordinate, I've dreamed of fucking you. I'm practically going crazy with it." "
Besides your angelic face and devilish figure, your temperament and your conversation fascinate me, and your big ass is absolutely intoxicating. Every time I see you, I can say my cock is hard; I can't make it go soft even if I want to."
"When we dance, my cock is pressed against you, against your mons pubis, which excites me immensely. I wish I could fuck you to death in front of everyone, making you feel like you're in heaven. You're truly the best of the best among women."
The boss leered at Yi Rong's beautiful face.
"Pah. Gossiping again."
Yi Rong's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her lips slightly parted, but she felt a surge
of smugness. She unconsciously began to play with her boss's penis… Seeing Yi Rong holding his penis, her starry eyes half-closed, her breasts heaving as if she were intoxicated, her boss couldn't help but cup her beautiful cheeks, caressing them. He found them soft and smooth, with an exquisite feel, and couldn't bear to stop. Yi
Rong, too, seemed to be acting against her will. At first, her face flushed, she breathed softly through her nose, then became breathless, her hands working even harder on his manhood.
Her boss instinctively kissed her.
Yi Rong was startled at first, then her expression relaxed. She gave him a coquettish glare, feigning annoyance, and tried to push him away, but she couldn't muster any strength. Instead, she unconsciously opened her mouth.
Her boss then stuck out his tongue, the tip of which pressed against her gums, teasing them repeatedly.
Yi Rong had no choice but to yield.
Their lips pressed tightly together. Her boss's fiery tongue danced in her mouth, teasing her excitedly and clumsily, arousing an uncontrollable desire within her. She also stuck out her tongue, intertwining it with his, her buttocks wriggling in response.
Thinking he had an opportunity, her boss suddenly shifted, withdrawing his fingers from Yi Rong's vagina, and instead shoved his thick, long penis into her vulva. With a "slurp," the egg-sized glans slid in two inches. "Come on, beauty, let me give you pleasure!"
"What do you want to do?" Yi Rong twisted her large buttocks, quickly sticking out his tongue, causing the glans that had just entered to slide out as well.
"Don't pretend to be virtuous. I know women love to be fucked, women are born to be fucked by men. A beautiful woman like you deserves to be fucked by different men in turn to satisfy her."
Her boss wrapped his arms around Yi Rong's slender waist, forcefully shoving the glans between her wet labia again.
"If you dare to do anything reckless, I'll kill myself!"
Yi Rong suddenly jumped out of his arms, tugged at her skirt, and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes.
"Let me tell you, no one but my husband can defile my body!"
Her boss was stunned.
I was stunned too, not knowing what would happen next.
6.
Foreword. This is my first time writing erotic fiction, and Yi Rong is my first reader.
Yi Rong was initially very averse to erotic fiction, so I started by introducing her to pornography. When she first saw lovely women like Shu Qi and Yang Simin stripping naked to perform pornography, she was greatly shocked. I also showed her a large number of nude photos, men and women, to make her no longer afraid of nudity.
Later, she started watching explicit porn with me. Initially, she found the videos, with their vivid depictions of male and female genitalia, "disgusting," yet she was also filled with curiosity, especially when she saw white women having sex with black men. Gradually, she learned to appreciate it, even becoming unfazed by scenes of group sex and lesbianism. We had many intimate encounters, and my desk is piled high with her nude photos. When alone, she also began to savor the "married woman" works I showed her.
I've always wanted to write about her charm, but she only recently agreed to let me be the protagonist… This is what I'm now trying to write about in "The Charming Yi Rong."
At first, I just wanted to write some of her real-life experiences, to spark discussion. She was also nervous about the reader's reaction, unsure how they would perceive her.
Unexpectedly, the very short first paragraph attracted a lot of attention, greatly satisfying her inherent vanity as a woman. (This is also why many friends say it's too short).
Now, the first thing she does every day when she turns on her computer is check everyone's reactions, and she even discusses the following plot with me. Many details in the text are snippets of our lives. Some are even results from her own experiences.
I know that describing my dear Yi Rong's genitals and sexual privacy in such a realistic way is taboo and might even attract a lot of criticism.
But why would someone take their secrets to the grave?
Of course, to avoid my friends recognizing her immediately, I deliberately added some imaginary elements. But even in the imagined scenarios, the real her is still faintly visible...
Also, I will finish this entire text soon, so please rest assured if you are interested. Okay, enough chit-chat, let's get back to the main topic .
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... After a long pause, she murmured, "You're such a virtuous and self-respecting woman, I admire you." I was both angry and gratified. Yi Rong was truly a woman worthy of my deep love. In this situation, how much courage it took to refuse her boss's inappropriate request! "I already feel guilty towards my husband for agreeing to help you masturbate, why are you still forcing me?" Yi Rong cried even harder, tears falling like broken pearls onto her high, firm breasts. Her thin dress stretched her breasts tightly, and her two tender nipples were clearly visible under the light. "Alright, it's my fault, I admit my mistake, I'm guilty, isn't that enough? You can take me to be executed." Her boss carefully put his arm around Yi Rong's waist and wiped away her tears. "Who said I'd take you to be executed?" Yi Rong was still sobbing, but her tone had softened considerably. "How about you use a rope to lead my stinky cock, and I'll carry a turtle shell on my back while we parade through the streets naked?" The boss grabbed Yi Rong's fat buttocks again, shoved his penis into her hand, and said with a lewd grin, "Stop crying, say something. Do you want to parade through the streets leading my cock?" "Who said I'd parade through the streets leading this filthy thing? Would it be embarrassing for you or for me?" Yi Rong twisted her body, her anger having subsided considerably. "Then... why don't you just bite my stinky cock off! So it can't do anything evil anymore!" The boss poked Yi Rong's little mouth with his finger, sticking out his penis, and said, "Come on, bite me. If I even flinch, I'm a coward, a turtle bastard." " Pah, you're trying to pull some trick on me again, trying to make me eat your filthy stuff? Dream on, I won't fall for your trick. Just thinking about sucking your filthy thing makes me want to throw up." Yi Rong finally burst into laughter through her tears.

"I've already said all this, what exactly do you want? Anyway, if you don't make me ejaculate today, I'm going to die." The boss adopted a defiant attitude.
"I just said I didn't want to do anything too serious with you, I didn't say anything else." Yi Rong lowered her head, her face flushed, and smiled shyly at him. Her cheeks and neck were flushed as if she had drunk some wine, but her voice was full of tenderness.
She still didn't want to offend her boss.
"So, you're still willing to help me masturbate?" Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, the boss became more enthusiastic. He tentatively pinched Yi Rong's plump buttocks. Seeing that she only twisted her plump buttocks without any aversion or dodging, his penis quickly became erect. "
But you have to behave yourself and don't make me cry again." Yi Rong's delicate face was shy as she gripped his penis. At this moment, she had a unique and moving charm with tears streaming down her face.
"Okay! I promise, as long as you help me ejaculate, I'll never dare to talk nonsense to you again. Otherwise, may I have sores on my head, pus on my feet, maggots under my tongue, blisters on my penis, boils in my anus... and may I be an adulteress every night, and may my daughters be prostitutes for generations..." "
Alright, stop making oaths."
Yi Rong gently covered his mouth, preventing him from making any more vicious oaths. "As long as you don't actually do it, I can do anything for you tonight, to make you completely satisfied. Okay?"
"You're so good." The boss said, his penis getting harder and hotter. He pressed Yi Rong's head down, "Quick, squat down and help me hard, I can't wait any longer." "
As soon as I say I'll help you, you can't wait, you're so impatient." Yi Rong licked her lips and finally obediently squatted between his legs again, her small hands forming a ring, rubbing the joint of his glans, and occasionally teasing the sensitive veins between the two glans with her fingertips.
Perhaps realizing her movements were clumsy and stiff, Yi Rong took a deep breath, adjusted her position, and continued her "work.
" "Oh, so good!" After this ordeal, her boss's lust intensified; his penis, thick as an iron rod, surged with each high-speed thrust, wave after wave, reaching its peak with a shrill cry.
Yi Rong's hands moved much faster, as if she wanted to use all her strength, creating a dazzling display.
Her plump buttocks swayed constantly, seemingly trying to arouse her boss's sexual desire and make him ejaculate quickly.
Her boss was always experienced with women, and from her resigned expression, he could tell she had submitted and was willing to let him do as he pleased. So he moved his hand to her smooth, ivory-like neck, and at the same time moved closer to her cherry lips.
Yi Rong tried her best to suppress her instinct to resist, simply turning her head to the side, letting him lick her face.
"Don't pull away. You said you'd do anything for me as long as I don't actually do it." Her boss wrapped an arm around her soft waist and kissed her smooth, jade-like neck violently.
Finally, he pressed his face against her delicate, soft lips, forcing them open and shamelessly licking her neat, white teeth with his tongue.
Yi Rong clenched her teeth, but as her boss continued his invasion, she finally gave up resisting, her clenched teeth reopening.
Her boss seized the opportunity, sucking on her pink tongue. The stench of smoke and alcohol made her nauseous. But Yi Rong still suppressed her discomfort, sticking out her fragrant tongue to entwine with his, letting him suck her saliva.
Her boss was clearly not satisfied; his hands then caressed her proud, full breasts through her clothes.
Even through the clothes, Yi Rong instinctively tried to break free, but it was a futile struggle. Her boss had already unbuttoned all the buttons on her skirt, her rosy areolas particularly alluring under the light.
Her boss gently stroked her silky skin with his fingers. She tensed instantly, instinctively twisting her body.
"Hold my penis tight! Lift your legs up so I can touch you down there. It'll excite me more and make me ejaculate more easily, so you can finish your mission and go home to see your husband sooner."
He helped her lift her legs, ordering her to grip his penis tightly. At the same time, he bent down, his hands again tracing the edge of her vulva, playing with her thick pubic hair.
The unbearable itching made Yi Rong's bare buttocks move restlessly. Although she remained reserved and silent, a lovely blush rose on her cheeks.
Excitedly, her boss pressed two fingers against the soft mounds of her vulva, causing Yi Rong's vulva to open wide, revealing bright red flesh.
"It itches...no..." Yi Rong's buttocks tightened forcefully, panting as she looked at her boss. Her already slippery vulva was now even more disheveled!
Her boss was already excited by her reaction, but pretended to be concerned, saying, "Baby, bear with it. It's a little itchy and painful, but this isn't really going to be rough with you..."
Yi Rong was aroused, panting with her mouth open, her vagina constantly leaking honey-like fluid. She finally couldn't help but moan, "Ugh... I... can't take it anymore."
Her entire buttocks were covered in glistening sweat.
"Relax, this is just the beginning." Her boss leaned down, spreading Yi Rong's buttocks apart with his hands, his fingertips sweeping over her protruding anus and perineum, then covering her burning, melting wetness, and finally pressing and kneading her erect clitoris.
Yi Rong's beautiful body trembled violently, a tingling, electric sensation spreading throughout her body, as if her bones were melting!
Her boss lifted up, his fingertips covered in sticky honey-like fluid, dripping down like glue.
He put his fingers, sticky with a fishy liquid, in his mouth, licking his lips with lingering satisfaction, and said, "Your cunt's nectar tastes so good!" Yi
Rong closed her eyes in embarrassment; she had already spoken, and now she couldn't say anything.
Her boss used his fingers again to pull apart her sticky, fleshy vulva, letting the delicate labia unfold like a flower. Then he peeled back the tender skin covering the clitoral hood, carefully picking at the tender red bud with the tip of his fingernail.
Yi Rong's entire body tensed, her heart pounding wildly. Her lovely clitoral hood was rubbed and kneaded between her boss's two fingernails,
and her clitoris immediately became engorged and turned purplish-red. While rubbing her clitoris, her boss moved closer to her face and gently asked, "Does it feel good here?"
Yi Rong breathed heavily and intermittently, nodding in submission.
Her boss knew the time was ripe, and then gently stroked the wet, slippery cleft with his entire palm.
At first, Yi Rong raised her buttocks to meet him with moans and groans. Her boss's fingers slid in, and with a crisp "sizzle!" three fingers were inserted into her hot, juicy vagina.
"Ah..." Yi Rong arched her back and moaned, the intense pleasure numbing her sensitive body. Her small hands weakly gripped her boss's penis, mechanically sliding it.
Her boss's fingers inch by inch slid into her tight, slippery vagina, almost past the cervix, yet still continuing to penetrate, squeezing out copious amounts of fluid.
Yi Rong felt as if she had lost all self-respect and shame. Her legs spread wide with difficulty, the pleasure of being penetrated and pulled from her vagina rushing to her head. She shook her head in pain, crying out incoherently, "No, no more! It hurts!"
But her boss ignored her pleas, his fingers continuing to thrust into her cervix.
Yi Rong let out a long, heart-wrenching wail, but her boss's fingers continued to advance, finally inserting his entire right hand into her vagina.
"Damn it, this guy's gone too far." I was seething with rage, wishing I could slap him a few times.
"Don't worry, a woman's genitals are very elastic. A few fingers can't hurt her." My friend, being a karaoke bar owner, was indeed knowledgeable.
"I'll die... I really can't go in any further!" Yi Rong could barely breathe, her tense body drenched in cold sweat, her vagina twisting and contracting in self-defense.
Her boss felt his fingers being tightly wrapped and sucked by the juicy mucous membrane, and couldn't help but ask, "Guess where my finger is now?"
"The... uterus!" Yi Rong responded, sobbing softly.
"Is that so?" her boss said, his fingers digging into the thick mucous membrane of Yi Rong's uterine wall.
"Ugh... No! You can't do that... Please!" The intense pain caused Yi Rong to wail miserably.
The boss, leering, cupped Yi Rong's swollen face and said, "Poor thing! Your uterus has been damaged like this, I wonder if you'll ever be able to have children again?" Yi Rong's
heart nearly stopped upon hearing this: "No! Stop! You'll ruin me! My husband still wants me to give him a lovely daughter!"
She pleaded desperately, her consciousness fading, her body convulsing in pain, unable to move, terrified that any movement would damage her reproductive organs.
The boss's fingers finally stopped penetrating. He lifted Yi Rong's head and asked, "Baby, your pussy is so hot, so wet inside! Come on, taste your pussy."
He slowly pulled out his wet fingers and shoved them into Yi Rong's mouth, asking, "Is it good?"
Yi Rong responded with a half-crying "Mmm," a garbled reply.
My boss leered at the pitiful Yi Rong, saying deliberately, "How pathetic! If your husband knew his wife was being violated by someone spreading her legs. Hehe... I wonder what he would do? But, I still haven't ruined your virginity."
I watched angrily as he ravaged Yi Rong, but besides frantically smoking, I was powerless to do anything.
My friend, and the two bodyguards behind him, watching the scene of Yi Rong being played with in the private room, were on the verge of nosebleeds, and actually started masturbating in front of me...
I was so angry my teeth itched.
My
boss withdrew his finger from Yi Rong's uterus.
The air in Yi Rong's vagina seemed to be sucked out, the mucous membranes inside spasmed, and a trickle of vaginal fluid kept flowing out.
After my boss's finger was completely removed, she was limp on the ground, covered in sweat, her beautiful legs casually placed under her buttocks, too weak to even close them!
"Come on, let me hug you." My boss picked up her exquisite and lovely body again and made her sit on his lap.
"You're so lewd, playing with someone else's wife like this, you'll get struck by lightning one day." Yi Rong playfully tapped his forehead with her fingertip.
"This is better than me fucking you. To be honest, if I were to rape you now, you probably wouldn't be able to escape. But I also cherish a lovely woman like you and don't want to ruin our pure relationship, so I'm suppressing my desire and just using my fingers to vent on you. Tell me, aren't I pretty noble?" The boss smiled and kissed Yi Rong's fair and slender neck.
"Pah, what kind of twisted logic is that? In the end, it's like you've become a virtuous gentleman. If this is considered noble, then no man in the world wouldn't want to be a great man like you." Yi Rong's almond-shaped eyes were sparkling, her beauty beyond compare.
"It's all because you're so sexy that I've become so depraved. I used to be a very family-oriented man, very loving towards my wife. But since I met you, I've changed, I've become someone who fantasizes all the time." The boss played with Yi Rong's firm breasts.
"Come on, stop bragging. I know that in modern society, apart from my husband, no man is immune to womanizing. I'm sick of hearing about your affairs with so many women. Shame on you!" Yi Rong playfully flicked his nose with her slender finger.
"Isn't that all because of you?" Her boss nibbled on Yi Rong's fair earlobe.
"What did I do? I didn't do anything to you!" Yi Rong glared at him and shrugged.
"You don't know, every time I dance with you, I'm burning with desire, but you always keep me at arm's length, so I have to find other women to release my pent-up energy, which has led to many romantic escapades." The boss chuckled. "But honestly, even when I'm on top of other women, inside their vaginas, I'm thinking of you, and I feel like I'm fucking you. Thinking like that makes my dick especially hard and powerful. If you don't believe me, go ask those women; when I orgasm, I call out your name."
"Alright, alright, I don't want to hear anymore, it's all vulgar talk." Yi Rong covered her ears with her hands.
"Okay, alright, I won't say anymore." The boss tightened his grip on her waist.
Because the boss had given her a lot of beer that night, and then he had been holding her while dancing, and then he had pushed her into the private room, she had been wanting to urinate for a while but hadn't been able to get away. Now, with the boss's tight grip on her lower abdomen, the urge to urinate suddenly surged in her bladder.
"Excuse me, I need to pee, it's so urgent...it's almost out!" Yi Rong's uterus had just been roughly handled, and the voluntary muscles of her bladder seemed to have lost their elasticity. As she spoke, she got up to go to the toilet.
"Don't go, I can't leave you for a second now." Her boss grabbed her soft hand, not letting her go, as if afraid she might have some wicked idea and take the opportunity to slip away.
"I really need to pee. I promise, I'll come back to you as soon as I'm done. Okay? Boss, I know you always care about your subordinates and are very understanding." Yi Rong hurriedly grabbed her skirt and kissed her boss on the forehead, looking extremely cute.
"If you need to pee, just pee here, I want to watch you pee." Her boss pulled her into his arms, not letting her leave.
"How can this be? This is a private room in the dance hall. If the boss finds out, I'll be scolded to death." His wife was already flushed from holding it in, and was about to cry.
"What are you afraid of? He's the boss, I'm God. Here, if I glare at him, he won't dare utter a sound. Just pee here without worry. I'll take responsibility if anything happens." The boss said, running his hand along Yi Rong's pubic hair towards her urethra.
"Don't touch me! I need to pee. Really, I'm not kidding." Yi Rong instinctively squeezed her legs together, but hot urine was already flowing from the gap between her thighs, soaking the floor.
The boss, his hand drenched in her hot urine, quickly grabbed her knees and pushed her thighs apart, watching her urinate.
"No... don't look!" Yi Rong struggled in embarrassment, squatting on the ground.
Perhaps because her vulva had been subjected to too much ravaging, just when only a few drops of urine had leaked out, another urge to urinate arose.
"Go ahead and pee if you want. Pee as much as you want. After you're done, help me ejaculate, I can't hold it in anymore." The boss said, using his hands to pull apart Yi Rong's legs, while rubbing his erect penis between her breasts.
For a moment, Yi Rong felt a sense of despair, and said to the boss who was holding her thighs with a lewd voice, "Let...let me go, I'll open it myself for you to see."
The boss thought he misheard, but Yi Rong had already reached out and hooked her legs. As soon as the boss let go, she squatted in front of him, spreading her legs like a frog, letting another stream of hot urine trickle out. It
was like a gentle spring rain in the private room.
"Look! Look closely! This is what I look like when I'm incontinent! Let you see enough...are you excited now?" Yi Rong said as she finished urinating, grabbing the boss's penis and frantically stroking it.
Suddenly, the already extremely excited boss trembled. A few seconds later, the strong, muscular penis in Yi Rong's hand swelled up and shuddered, spurting thick, hot semen from its muzzle.
The jet of white fluid shot out, drawing a beautiful arc.
Yi Rong couldn't dodge in time, and the hot, thick semen splashed all over her face, most of it dripping into her deep cleavage. Yi
Rong fell to the ground with a thud, still tightly gripping his sticky penis in her hand, rapidly turning it over and over, wishing she could break it in two.
"Oh, that's enough! That's enough!" Her boss's penis throbbed in her hand, slowly softening and shrinking into a small ball.
"That was wonderful! Thank you." Her boss gazed contentedly at his sweaty, charming wife.
"Are you satisfied now?" Yi Rong's cheeks flushed, and she let out a long sigh of relief, wiping the semen from her face with her sleeve, and scolded, "It's all your fault, you bastard! You didn't even tell me, making me look so disheveled. How am I supposed to explain this to my husband when I get home? I heard that a man's semen on a woman's body can't be washed off. A shrewd husband can smell another man's stench with just one sniff." "
I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time," her boss said smugly.
"Dream on! I only helped you today because you were drunk and I kicked you. I won't do it again." Yi Rong said, tilting her pretty buttocks.
"To make you feel better, I'll use my mouth to help you reach orgasm now, okay?" The boss chuckled mischievously, patting Yi Rong's fleshy buttocks and sticking out his long tongue, as if he wanted to immediately thrust that snake-like tongue into Yi Rong's alluring vagina.
"Sorry, I'm going to take a shower. My husband is probably still waiting for me to come home. Bye-bye!" After saying that, Yi Rong twisted her plump buttocks and ran out as if fleeing.
"What an extremely cute and elusive beauty. One day, I'll get my hands on you." The boss looked at Yi Rong's slender waist and her incredibly plump buttocks and said sincerely.
"Wow, your wife is so elegant and lovely, a true beauty! I thought she was going to be taken advantage of by that guy today, but she handled it so well! She didn't offend her boss, preserved her chastity, and with her great figure, I've never seen a more alluring woman. She's also incredibly loyal to you, thinking of you constantly. Good job, lad! Marrying such a beautiful and lovely wife, you must be laughing in your sleep." The karaoke bar owner stared in disbelief, showering me with praise.
"Stop flattering me, I haven't settled accounts with you yet," I said, playfully punching him in the chest. But despite Yi Rong's seductive charm, she didn't lose her virginity in front of my friends, embarrassing me, and her boss left satisfied, which made me feel much better.
This should be the best possible outcome for a bad start.
But what about the future? What will my life with Yi Rong be like? Will her boss let her off the hook? How did she deal with his sexual harassment
?
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...
After finishing writing, I couldn't wait to publish it, so I took Yirong to bed. We made love passionately, but lovely Yirong probably didn't expect that the details of our lovemaking would be realistically reflected in my following text. While making love with her, I was also gathering material; art imitates life, I think that's the most fitting truth .
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... A sliver of her jade-like leg peeked out from under her skirt, and her bare feet wore a pair of the latest trendy strapless woven sandals, exuding femininity. But her eyes seemed somewhat absent-minded. "Honey, you're home? Why are you so late?" I thought of the erotic scene of her masturbating with her boss earlier, and my desire surged, but I deliberately tested her. "Dancing with the boss, I'm exhausted." Yi Rong plopped down on the bed, avoiding my gaze. "Why does the boss always ask you to dance? Is he... interested in you?" I suddenly embraced Yi Rong's slender body, stripped her naked without a word, and pressed my hot lips to hers. "Don't talk nonsense, the boss only dances to exercise. Because he's heavily pregnant and can't find a female dance partner, I have to keep him company. After all, he's my boss." Yi Rong struggled slightly, then opened her soft lips and returned my kiss with her warm, moist tongue. Her face remained buried in my chest, too afraid to lift. "Boss, you're so lucky to have such a beautiful and understanding female subordinate like you." I reached out and grasped her full breasts, as if they still bore the marks of my boss. "Don't talk nonsense." Yi Rong lay on the bed, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her long black hair smooth as satin, radiating a passionate aura. "I'm telling the truth." I pressed down on Yi Rong, inhaling her intoxicating fragrance, my lips tracing a path down to her high breasts, gently biting her erect nipples. "Tell me, has the boss ever taken advantage of you?" "Didn't I tell you? When he dances, he likes to tell dirty jokes to make me laugh, and then… he touched my breasts and buttocks through my skirt…" Yi Rong looked at me tenderly, wrapping her white, lotus-like arms around my neck, the mature aura of a young woman amplified by the burning desire in her eyes, making her expression even more alluring. After marriage, her figure remained almost unchanged from before. Her breasts were firm and elastic, her waist was soft and slender, her abdomen was white and flat, and her vagina was moist and narrow. Only her once voluptuous buttocks were now more fleshy. "Really? The boss only touched your breasts and buttocks?" I gazed at Yi Rong. Today, she possessed an absolutely strange allure for me, a completely new sensation. Every corner of her body, every protrusion, every indentation, every hair excited me. "Of course. I won't let him take any more advantage." Yi Rong proactively arched her thighs, fully exposing herself to me. Soft, glossy black down neatly covered her swollen mons pubis, with a tender pink slit slightly parted to the sides, and her small clitoris hidden between her thin labia, like a bright, luscious pomegranate seed. "What? Has the sun risen in the west?" I seemed incredulous; she had never been so bold and proactive in bed before. "Isn't this nice?" Her fluffy black hair was casually tied back, and her captivating almond-shaped eyes radiated a watery, spring-like allure. I took a deep breath and said, "Hmm, I like your seductive charm. As the ancients said, 'A gentle breeze outside the window, rain by the pillow, the sound of rain breaking the sound of wind.' Today, let me have a good time with you." With that, I placed my penis in her hand.

She reached out and grabbed it.
I remembered the time she used her hand to stroke my boss's penis, and my body suddenly tensed.
Yi Rong playfully widened her eyes, giggling, and kept rubbing my towering "flesh pillar" and two cute bells...
I kissed her delicate nipples, my tongue moving quickly, and Yi Rong's nipples soon became erect and even redder than usual.
My fingers then reached to Yi Rong's vulva, rubbing her clitoris hard. Under my stimulation, Yi Rong trembled violently, her lower body already a mess.
"Come on... get on." Yi Rong abandoned her reserve and took the initiative to grasp the erect penis and insert it into her vagina.
Thinking that her little hand had just held my boss's penis, I angrily put one of her legs on my shoulder and thrust my lower body in. Yi Rong felt an unprecedented stimulation, her entire lower body arched, and her head also thrust back forcefully.
My blood-red penis, like an out-of-control piston, thrust in and out of her vagina with a series of
thumping sounds. Her engorged mucous membranes and labia were rapidly rolled in and out by my penis, and fine white foam had already surfaced around her vulva. "Why is your genitals so wet today? Did the boss just fuck you?" I asked deliberately, the scenes of my superior ravaging her vulva flashing before my eyes again.
"Pah, nonsense. Smell it, does it smell like another man's semen?" Yi Rong blushed, her large buttocks wriggling on the bed.
"No, it doesn't smell like semen down there, but there's a musky smell in your mouth and on your breasts. Maybe you sucked it on me, who knows?" I stroked Yi Rong's soft, full breasts while thrusting rapidly, feeling even more excited. I grabbed her slender waist with both hands and fucked her even harder.
"You're talking nonsense, I'm yours... I'm only for you to fuck. Ugh... Ee... Ugh... Ah..." Yi Rong was so overwhelmed by my penetration that she couldn't make a sound. Her whole body was writhing, her full breasts and burning cheeks rubbing against my bare chest and stomach, making me feel incredibly uncomfortable. After
a while, Yi Rong started licking me passionately again, and I felt like my bones were about to fall apart. The rapid thrusting quickly brought me to the peak of pleasure. Yi
Rong kept shaking her long hair, her lower body constantly tightening, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, as if waiting for my more intense thrusts.
But I couldn't resist, and I thrust tightly into Yi Rong's body, ejaculating my hot semen. The hot semen shot into her vagina, spraying deep into her uterus, it was truly exhilarating.
"Ah—" Yi Rong let out a long groan, her tight vagina writhing incessantly.
"Wife, you're so tight down there, it feels so good to make love with you. No wonder so many men want to fuck you. You don't know, now the men's restrooms near my house are practically your nude art gallery."
"You've told me this so many times before, saying there are paintings of me taking a bath, paintings of me peeing in the toilet, paintings of me sticking cigarettes, cell phones, chopsticks, and cucumbers into my vagina... Basically, they treat my vagina like a garbage can, stuffing all sorts of filth into it." Yi Rong said, twisting her slender waist.
It's a miracle that she, with such a petite and delicate figure, has such full breasts and buttocks.
"You don't know, there are even more paintings about you being fucked by men in various obscene positions, especially scenes of several men fucking you at the same time, it's absolutely terrifying. They put one penis in your mouth, two in your vagina, and one in your anus." I said, panting heavily, lying on top of Yi Rong.
"Pah, how could they even think of that? You men are all no good, always making fun of us women," Yi Rong said, blushing.
"Several men fucking me at the same time, trying to kill me? I can't take it."
She knew she had long been the center of attention here, with men approaching her wherever she went, their eyes only fixed on her pert breasts and plump buttocks. Even when she went to the public restroom, men would immediately follow her into the men's room, just to eavesdrop on her urination.
Taking the bus was an even greater ordeal for her, with groups of men blocking her way in front and behind. She could only protect her breasts, not her buttocks, sometimes she had to simply close her eyes to avoid seeing them, but there was nowhere to hide. A hand would reach out here, another there, groping her sensitive areas. What
was even more infuriating was that sometimes she felt someone pressing a hard penis against her buttocks, thrusting and squeezing, leaving her skirt filthy when she got home, and several of her pubic hairs had been stolen by unknown men.
I often teased her about this.
At that moment, when I mentioned the obscene drawings in the toilet, Yi Rong put one leg over me, played with my limp penis with her fingers, and asked breathlessly, "Tell me, husband, what else did they draw? I want to hear it! What kind of crazy tricks do you men come up with to tease me?"
"And, I also saw a drawing of you and your boss having an affair. You're kneeling between his legs with your big ass sticking out, masturbating him, and he… he's kissing you, touching your breasts, and even inserting his whole arm into your vagina… Finally, his semen is all over your face." As I spoke, drool dripped from my mouth, and I drifted into a dream.
"What?! Explain yourself! Who drew this? When did they draw it? I'm going to settle the score with them!" Yi Rong said anxiously, her voice trembling.
Fortunately, I was already fast asleep in bed, so she could only sigh, tidy herself up, change her underwear, and lie down on the bed.
Although she was exhausted from playing, she wasn't sleepy at all. Thinking about masturbating her boss and that damned "painting," her face burned. She gently
covered her wet, hot vulva with her hand; her boss's glans had once penetrated two inches…
God, had she lost her virginity? What would become of her in the future? Thinking of this, her face burned even hotter. ********** ... She was sitting at her computer desk when her boss hugged her from behind and grabbed her hand. Terrified, she dared not move or scream. Taking advantage of the situation, he touched her breasts. She held his hand tightly, preventing it from sliding to other parts of her body… This was the first time. As I said this, my penis was still inside Yi Rong's vagina. I felt her vagina contract violently. I suddenly understood. No wonder Yi Rong had been calling home for a while saying she had to "work overtime"—her boss had tried to touch her breasts, but because of her firm stance, he hadn't gone any further… I laughed and said to Yi Rong, "If your boss harasses you again, don't resist. See what he does and how he does it. But you have to tell me everything truthfully so I can add some real substance to my work." Yi Rong laughed, "Are there really such foolish men as you in the world? Advising your Yi Rong to let someone take advantage of you—did my boss give you some kind of benefit, making you his mouthpiece in bed?"

I said, "People all die, only works endure. You've already sacrificed yourself in my work anyway, so consider it one more 'sacrifice' for my work. You've seen the comments from netizens; they're interested in you and your story. Without your juicy scoop, people won't be satisfied. Writing random stuff is no different from those fabricated pornographic stories; anyone with eyes can see it's just nonsense, utterly tasteless." "
Besides," I continued, "you're quite passionate about sex yourself. Trying to have sex with different men might be fun." "
Also, although I love you deeply, besides you, I've also liked other women, but I haven't been able to have their bodies. This causes me great pain, and I'm filled with disappointment and resentment towards those women. All I wanted was to sleep with them once, without wanting to break up their families. But they clung to their husbands and ethics, preferring to leave their vaginas empty, preferring to suffer sexual torment themselves, rather than let me penetrate them even once. What's the point? What's the point of growing old like an old eggplant and being burned to ashes? Who will erect a monument to her chastity?"
"I deeply understand the pain of unrequited love. Perhaps, it's human nature to have a desire for promiscuity. If you, while loving me, could generously satisfy those men who desire you even once, perhaps they wouldn't suffer like I do, and they would live in this world with beautiful wishes and gratitude."
Yi Rong fell into deep thought... This morning, I accompanied her to buy a sexy dress and a hair accessory, so she could look beautiful while accompanying three male colleagues on a business trip. I repeatedly told the three men to take good care of Yi Rong, and they all nodded repeatedly. This is a digression, so I won't go into detail, but it can serve as background information for this article
. ********** ... After marriage, her breasts stood tall like two small mountains; her buttocks were plump and round, like a full moon, truly captivating. Her face remained beautiful, with bright, sparkling eyes beneath her arched eyebrows, a delicate, white nose, and a small, adorable, red mouth that was always slightly pouting, as if begging for a kiss. I used to be proud of Yi Rong's beauty, always feeling a sense of pride when men stared at her. I even supported her when her boss frequently invited her to dance. I felt it was an honor for me that my wife was attractive to other men and had garnered my boss's attention. It's not a sin for a man to love beautiful women. Among men, I was quite open-minded and generous. I allowed Yi Rong to chat and laugh with men, even playfully tease them, and I encouraged her to wear revealing clothes and boldly display her charm in front of men. Although I sometimes felt a pang of jealousy when I saw other men showering her with attention or praising her as a sexy angel, making her heart flutter, I wasn't the petty type, nor was I the traditional man who liked to keep his beauty completely hidden, afraid of revealing too much. I had faith in her, and I wanted her beauty to be appreciated by more people, bringing joy to more people. Therefore, Yi Rong's skirts were usually quite revealing and see-through. At work, she sometimes wore only a low-cut tank top, exposing her deep cleavage and clearly visible nipples. Especially when she bent over to report to her boss or pick something up, her snow-white breasts, like a ewe's, almost seemed about to slip out of her skirt, giving many men a feast for the eyes and making their noses bleed. As for her lower body, she usually wore tight jeans or stretchy leggings, which hugged her full and beautiful buttocks, revealing their curves. When she walked, the deep crease of her buttocks presented a beautiful arc, and the two round buttocks swayed back and forth, making her even more irresistible. The envious glances from the men greatly satisfied the vanity of Yi Rong and me, her husband. I enjoyed having men share Yi Rong's beauty with me. We even took numerous nude photos of her with a digital camera, in all sorts of poses—standing, sitting, prone, lying down, even outdoors—each one exquisitely beautiful. Enough to fill ten photo albums of exposed pubic hair. Sometimes I even considered showing some of her nude photos to my friends, to hear their exclamations and comments. She truly was more alluring than some Japanese adult film actresses in those photos. Because of Yi Rong's strong opposition, she dared not let anyone know that such an innocent woman had taken nude photos, and I was also afraid that someone might leak the photos and cause gossip, so I suppressed my impulse. Once, while on a business trip, I couldn't resist taking a nude photo of Yi Rong that showed both her pubic hair and vulva. I posted it in the men's restroom with a note: "Look only, don't tear it down. But you can leave a message." It was signed, "A man who wants to know what others think of his wife." Sure enough, during my three-day trip, the men tacitly kept their promise; no one tore down the photo, but the restroom walls were covered with messages. They wrote things like "Sexy Queen," "Natural Beauty," "The Number One Vagina in the East," and "Mermaid with a Plump Butt," among others. They were also full of gratitude for my generosity. "Thank you for sharing such a beautiful Yi Rong with everyone, allowing us to feast our eyes." "The world is beautiful because of her." Some people said, "Wow, she's the goddess of my dreams, the Yi Rong of my fantasies." "My great husband, my lovely Yi Rong!" Others left comments that were a bit outrageous, saying things like, "If I could have sex with her, I would die happy!" and "This woman is born a slut, let's all gang rape her!" The most ridiculous thing was that someone even imitated my tone, saying, "As long as your penis is big enough, my Yi Rong is waiting for you to climb on her." "My beautiful wife is a sex maniac, her little mouth, vagina, and anus are waiting for you to fuck her." Even more outrageous, someone said, "Such a slutty woman, only a bison and a donkey can satisfy her." Someone else added a marginal note, "No, it should be an elephant, a hippopotamus, or a python." In three days, semen was everywhere in the men's restroom, causing several people to slip and fall while using it. But in the end, Yi Rong's nude photos were torn up. The person left only a message: "I know this woman. I never dreamed I'd get nude photos of her exposed vulva. Haha, I'm so happy. Sorry, I'll keep them forever." I finally understood roughly how other men perceived the naked Yi Rong and their reactions. But I was never mentally prepared for her to have an affair. Yi Rong belonged to me. I couldn't imagine another man possessing her body, I couldn't accept the scene of her being fucked and penetrated by another man. Love is selfish, and in this respect, I'm no different from most other men. Although I've seen many erotic stories about marital incest, and classic stories about wives or husbands helping Yi Rong cheat, those husbands in those stories seemed to have lost their masculinity; they were unbelievably generous to Yi Rong. They would either hold Yi Rong's hand and shamelessly engage in illicit sexual relations with other men, or actively help Yi Rong seduce other men while they watched with relish as their beloved Yi Rong was sexually abused and defiled. Some even personally guided other men's penises into their Yi Rong's vaginas. These lovers included their friends, neighbors, superiors, strangers, foreigners, and black men. Even more outrageous, some offered their Yi Rong to their elderly fathers as an act of "filial piety," or bestowed her upon their sons as a gesture of "love." Their audacity and outrageousness truly left me speechless.

Their Yirongs all seemed like sex maniacs. Some engaged in unrestrained promiscuity with other men in front of their husbands, while others forced their husbands to have sex with other men, ravaging their vaginas and mouths. Some even became sex toys for their fathers-in-law or sons.
I know the world is diverse and anything can happen; I can't conclude that the authors were just making things up. In life, promiscuity is becoming increasingly common, incest between mothers and sons is frequently reported, and there are countless vivid and erotic examples of incest between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law throughout history. There are even cases where the husband collects money at the door while the Yirong prostitutes herself inside.
The world is full of wonders.
But I believe these things happen because of a lack of true love between husband and wife.
I deeply love Yirong, and Yirong deeply loves me.
Our pure married life cannot tolerate a third party.
While I can accept the fact that Yi Rong is the object of men's fantasies, I could never actually let her be with another man, much less derive pleasure and satisfaction from watching her engage in promiscuous acts like the husbands in many erotic novels.
If my Yi Rong were to be with another man, my heart would be filled with anxiety, even shame and resentment.
Of course, if she was forced into rape, out of helplessness, I would feel better; if it was voluntary, that would be another matter, and I could never forgive her.
But now, my boss has clearly developed ulterior motives towards her, challenging my authority as her husband.
Foolishly, I've remained completely oblivious. Or perhaps, although I had some suspicions, I thought it was impossible.
Everyone knows that Yi Rong and I are deeply in love, and she often praises me in front of other men. I assumed men would only drool over her and would back down in her presence.
To interfere in someone else's marriage, there usually needs to be a rift in the couple's relationship for a third party to take advantage.
There's no crack in our marriage, at least that's what I think. We have our little arguments, but those are just normal spice in a marriage.
My boss is now boldly sending harassing signals to me and Yirong. Has he noticed a rift in our relationship?
Judging from Yirong's behavior yesterday, she hasn't accepted him. It's truly remarkable that she managed to escape unscathed from that situation.
Yet, she still masturbated for him; her little hand still touched that man's penis.
What is she thinking?
And my boss? This guy is so respectable, a perfect gentleman. Every time he sees me, he's very polite and friendly, and he often calls my home late at night to talk to me and Yirong about work, each call lasting half an hour.
I respected him as a career-driven man and had no suspicion of him. When Yirong was on the phone with him, I would sneak into another room to watch TV, afraid of disturbing their work conversation.
He often kept Yi Rong working overtime. At first, I complained, asking her why he always made her work overtime and why he didn't work overtime himself.
Yi Rong blushed and told me, "When I was working overtime, he was always..."
I was speechless. I thought it was quite good that this guy could share the hardships with his subordinates and work overtime until midnight.
Who knew that he kept Yi Rong working overtime late at night just to touch her breasts?
Also, every time he called to invite Yi Rong to dance, I always encouraged her to go. I even helped her with her hair, picked out her clothes, sprayed perfume on her, and made her look beautiful.
I was almost like those men who gave Yi Rong away to others.
If it weren't for this time at the dance hall, through my friend's connections, I would have seen all of this on the surveillance camera. I would never have imagined that my dear Yi Rong would help him ejaculate, and that he would touch her private parts so thoroughly.
Thinking about this, I felt a burning hatred.
But who can I blame for all this?
My boss? The desire for sex is universal. It's only natural that my boss wanted to sleep with me, Yirong. After all, I'm so young, beautiful, sexy, and gentle. The fact that he let her go at the last minute and didn't force himself on her shows he still had some humanity.
Is it Yirong's fault? She's always been delicate, cute, timid, and docile. The man was her boss, and he was drunk. She'd already kicked him hard, almost killing him. What else could she do? Make a scene, letting everyone know? Or take him to court? But even if she went to court, he hadn't raped her, so what could he do? And if she made such a scene, could she stay at the company? Who would dare be her boss?
"Heh heh, if I were a woman in that situation, what could I do? Maybe letting Yirong grope him and then helping him ejaculate would be the best outcome. Aren't my friends at the dance hall full of admiration for her?" Thinking this, I felt much more at ease.
"But she shouldn't have come back without telling me." I remembered the scene of Yi Rong kneeling on the ground masturbating her boss, his semen covering her face and chest, and I became aroused again, climbing onto Yi Rong's body once more.
"What are you doing? Why are you doing this again? I want to sleep." Yi Rong woke up from her sweet sleep, opening her hazy, starry eyes.
"You sleep, I'll do mine. You can close your eyes again." This time, I was faster and more intense than last night, parting Yi Rong's thin labia, inserting my glans, and thrusting my hips down, penetrating her to the hilt.
"Be gentle, it hurts!"
Yi Rong frowned, her small hands holding my penis, as if she didn't want me to go any deeper.
"Let go, I'm going to fuck you." I lifted my hips, pulled my penis out three inches, then thrust it down again, penetrating her to the hilt, my testicles almost squeezing into Yi Rong's vagina.
Then, I pounded away, making Yi Rong's belly slap.
"Gently, I really can't take it, it hurts!" Yi Rong seemed unprepared; her vagina was very tight. She bent her legs and tightened her vagina, preventing me from having a good time.
"Since your lower hole won't work, then I'll fuck your upper hole." I simply pulled my penis out of Yi Rong's vagina and inserted it into her open mouth, which was crying out in pain.
"Pah, you wish. I don't want to suck your ugly filth. Do you think I'm a banana-eating girl?" Yi Rong scolded, my erect penis already pressed against her lips.
She had no way to avoid it, so she could only slightly part her cherry lips and slowly take my penis into her mouth, sucking it with a mixture of shyness and timidity.
I glanced down at her, half-hidden behind her veil, and a strange pleasure quickly swept through my body. Both my body and mind were stimulated in a completely new way. My voice trembled with ecstasy as I said, "The ancients said, 'Grasp the hair and the mouth opens, hastily stick out the tip of the tongue, who can know the taste within? Love is in the lowered head, afraid to look up. Wife, you look so adorable right now.'"
Yi Rong wanted to say something, but my penis silenced her, and she could only moan incoherently.
Although she felt a little wronged, she didn't feel as bad as she had imagined. She buried her face in my belly, swaying her head from side to side, occasionally licking my glans with the tip of her tongue.
A strong stimulation made me tremble all over, and the psychological satisfaction was unprecedented.
I felt like my body was about to explode, wanting only to ejaculate into her noble mouth, a mouth rarely seen among women.
She had no choice but to relax her throat, allowing me to penetrate deeper, and sucking hard, while at the same time, she grasped the base of my penis with her slender hands, rubbing it back and forth.
"With lips admiring the flute, hands caressing the cymbals, countless phoenix flutes and dragon pipes, each delicately played, each gently touched, each with its own unique charm. I will forever remember the charm of today," I said, and began to thrust forcefully.
Yi Rong felt the fatigue in her throat; my glans had reached deep into her throat, and she tried her best to open her mouth wide.
I thrust even deeper, my testicles powerfully striking her chin, her pubic hair rubbing against her small nose, while her hands held my buttocks.
I became even more excited; each thrust of my penis almost pierced her throat, her stomach, and intestines.
Yi Rong's face flushed red, almost suffocating, her hair constantly tossing, her snow-white buttocks writhing like snakes.
I thought of the scene last night when her boss's semen sprayed all over her face, and with a shout, my semen gushed out. Yi
Rong gulped down my warm semen, mouthful after mouthful, but because the semen was shot so quickly and in such large quantities, she couldn't swallow it all and choked, coughing.
"That felt so good!" I sipped my Coke contentedly by the bedside when the phone rang. It was my boss, urgently needing me to come to the office.
"Take a day off, don't go!" Yi Rong said, her mouth still on my penis, her tongue licking away the remaining semen.
"I don't want to go either, but I have no choice." I glanced longingly at Yi Rong's red lips, my semen still steaming inside. Her vulva was parted like two flower petals, semen flowing down her luscious opening, wetting her perineum and anus.
Clearly, while I was giving her oral sex, her desire had also intensified.
"I just don't want you to leave." Yi Rong took my hand and guided it to her still-open vulva. Her pubic hair was thick and soft, her labia thin and rosy, like a baby's open mouth, yearning for nourishment.
"Silly girl, how can you be so willful? Your boss called you, would you dare not go?" I said, hurriedly putting on my clothes. Seeing Yi Rong turn away unhappily, I could only give her a reluctant kiss on her plump, white buttocks before leaving the house.
Once I was on the street, I got into a taxi and drove half a kilometer before remembering that the document my boss needed was still on my bedside table. I quickly told the driver to turn the car around.
But when I got home, I saw a scene I never dreamed of.

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