Finding a lover for his wife (repost)

Chapter 1: Nothing to Do with Love
My name is Wang Bing, and I'm 33 years old. My wife, Xiao Wan, is 31. Although women often show signs of
aging, my wife is a white-collar worker who takes good care of herself and looks no
different from a 24 or 25-year-old. I always feel that we're not a good match. Looking at our appearances alone, I'm only 1.72 meters tall and look
a bit older than my age, while Xiao Wan is 1.68 meters tall and weighs only 101 kilograms, very slender and
pretty.
Our families have a close relationship, and we established our relationship back in college,
even though she already had a boyfriend at the time. She only revealed this to me five years after we got married
. However, she always obeyed her parents, so we eventually got together.
Regarding our sex life, I don't want to say anything; it's probably the same as most people's. The positions are the same
, the frequency is once every two weeks, there's not much passion, it feels like a routine.
Xiao Wan appears simple and honest on the surface, but deep down, a rebellious
fire burns within her. I used to live with her family, and I always got along well with her parents.
She was always the one who caused problems, often unexpectedly throwing tantrums when things were calm. Eventually, her parents couldn't
take it anymore and kicked us out of our small two-bedroom apartment allocated by my workplace.
After moving in alone, she turned her anger on me, frequently arguing and making a scene over trivial matters, causing me a lot of
headaches. Although she would apologize afterwards, I knew she often sat alone in silence,
never sharing her worries with me.
Later, something happened between us.
One day, after we made love, she told me she felt like her youthful passion was almost gone. I
didn't say anything, but I felt the same way.
Life became stagnant, like a still pond, neither of us feeling any
relief how to revive it.
One night, she came home late, her face flushed, as if she'd been drinking. I knew she worked as
a business specialist and often had social engagements, so I didn't think much of it. But what happened that night shocked me.
She acted like it was our wedding night again, clinging to me and making love three times. This had never happened before. I'm a
very observant person, and although I was tired, I still asked her why she was behaving so unusually that night.
She stared at me for a while and asked, "Are you confident in our love?"
I thought for a moment and said, "I guess so."
She smiled, lowered her head, thought for a while, and whispered in my ear, "I'm seeing someone else."
I was shocked. "Are you serious? You want a divorce?"
She pushed me away. "Are you hoping I'll be the one to initiate it?"
I shook my head in bewilderment. "No. I love you, you know that."
Then she told me she was just joking. However, that night, someone had confessed their love to her, and
although she had refused, she had let him kiss her.
"What!" I stared at her bright red lips, stunned.
"Who is it? Is it your colleague?"
She nodded, and I was furious.
"Look at you, didn't you say you were confident in our love? Such a big reaction, people are afraid to
talk to you anymore."
Then she turned over and went to sleep.
That night, I couldn't sleep, my mind filled with her passionate actions during sex, her body writhing and moaning beneath me,
her words, whether true or false, my mind a jumbled mess.
I had a dream that night, it seemed to be in a university dormitory, I was sleeping on the top bunk, and Xiao Wan was on the bottom bunk
having sex with another man. I saw that beautiful body that had belonged entirely to me for the past seven years, now
being pleasured by another man, the nectar that had only flowed for me for the past seven years now being teased by another man, overflowing with lust. I felt both heartbroken
and inexplicably excited, and finally, I ejaculated.
For the next few weeks, she didn't seem unusual, but she was quite depressed. She didn't have sex again.
One evening, after she showered, she curled up on the edge of the bed, wearing a semi-transparent lingerie, looking incredibly alluring. I
couldn't resist and tried to make love to her, but she refused. I asked her why, and she listlessly said, "Nothing
, it's just not interesting."
I snapped, "You're not interested in having sex with me? But it's interesting when a colleague kisses you?"
Her eyes lit up instantly: "Interesting!! It's really interesting! More interesting than having sex with you.
Two people, like puppets on strings, year after year, it's better not to do it at all!!"
I was at my wit's end; her fervor terrified me. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I won't
hold it against her, really."
The third night, her fervor erupted again, and we entwined in each other all night, making love three times.
After I showered, she hugged me and whispered, "There's something I need you to confess. This afternoon
, I went down the elevator with him, and he kissed me again."
I felt like I was in a Finnish bath; one moment I was incredibly passionate, and the next my heart had plummeted to freezing point.
"You let him kiss you?"
She looked at me and said, word by word, "I kissed him once."
"Do you want to leave me?" After a while, I mustered all my courage to ask her.
"Listen to me, we've been married for seven years. Your love has molded me into a fixed woman
. I'm only meant for you, and you're only meant for me. I will never leave you in this lifetime. But, I don't
know why, there's always a fire burning inside me, making me feel so uncomfortable. Maybe it's like flying a kite. I'm flying in the sky
, and if I leave your tether on the ground, I'll surely perish. But without the wind, I feel like
half- dead."
I knew what she meant. Our mundane life had become utterly boring. Who wouldn't want to try
something new and exciting?
That's just Xiao Wan's personality. I knew I couldn't stop her.
"Then what do you want?" My heart raced, filled with fear and a hidden longing.
The scene from my dream flashed before my eyes: that incredibly thick penis,
moistened with Xiao Wan's love juice as lubricant, plunged into her slightly parted, bright red labia, hitting her hardest spot, causing Xiao Wan's vulva
to swell slightly.
"It's getting a bit cold, how about I buy you a hat?"
I was a little confused. "I don't like wearing hats, but one would be fine."
She gave me a sly smile. "A green hat. Do you like it?" Then she laughed.
I pounced on her and grabbed her neck. "You slut! I'll strangle you!"
She was beneath me, her face turning purple from my grip, but her eyes were filled with pleasure.
When I let go, she gasped, "I'm a slut! I'm a whore!"
I slapped her twice more, then she pressed herself against me. "I'm so horny, I just got fucked.
If you like, fuck me again!"
I pushed her onto the bed and tore open her underwear.
"Come on, here, my little nipples, just been played with, here, my little hole, and that filth
, you can eat it."
Hearing this, I became extremely excited and fucked her hard. Xiao Wan's vagina was also very tight, which felt
amazing.
As we continued, for some reason, her vagina began to contract slightly, and a raging fire ignited within me:
"What's wrong with you...? It's tightening, I've never felt this before," I asked her.
"Uh...uh...I've never either...it feels so good..."
"Is it because...is it because you want to go out and fool around with other men, is that it?"
"Yes, yes, I...I'm thinking...about him fucking me! Don't talk yet, please! Move faster! I'm
having an orgasm! Oh! Ah!!!"
"I'll fuck you to death! You slut!"
My eyes blazed with fury. Xiao Wan's first orgasm wasn't because of my performance, but rather a result of her
sexual fantasies of having sex with another man. Jealousy, envy, rage, overwhelming sorrow, and emptiness—my
emotions surged through my mind several times in those few seconds.
"Do you want him to fuck me? His dick is huge. He'll definitely fuck me to death."
"You slut, if you want to be fucked
, go ahead. I don't believe he's better than me." Perhaps it was emptiness, perhaps it was expectation, perhaps it was a masochistic mentality, but I made up my mind. What will be, will
be .
"Hmm, I want to try and see who can fuck me the best, okay, dear husband!"
"Go ahead, I don't want a slut like you."
"You agree?" She excitedly lifted her upper body, hugged me tightly, and moaned even more
wantonly.
The next day, when I got up, I saw that she had already gotten up and prepared breakfast for me, bringing it to my bedside. This
was rare; she never cooked, and for so many years, I had been the one serving her.
"Thank you," I said with a smile as I ate.
"From now on, I'll serve you like this every day."
"Why?"
"Because," she rolled her eyes at me, her face flushed, "you'll definitely be unhappy about being cheated on,
so this is the only way I can make it up to you."
Thinking back to last night, I felt a surge of emotion I'd never felt before. I looked at her and nodded silently
.
Although we'd reached an agreement, we still needed to discuss the specifics of how to proceed.
She gave me a guarantee that this wouldn't affect our marital relationship. I
tore it up—how could it not have an impact? If people found out, this guarantee would only make me lose face.
Two days later, after we finished, I asked her, "What kind of person is this colleague you mentioned
? Why are you so infatuated with him? What's going on between you two?"
She blushed like a girl newly in love: "Actually, he's just an ordinary person, except he
looks a bit like my college friend, and he's quite charming. I do have some feelings for him. You know, I like
tall men, and he's taller than you. He's 1.8 meters." I became even more jealous, but tried hard not to show it
.
"He used to work with me in general trade, and later, because he did well, the manager promoted him to business specialist.
A few days ago, to express his gratitude, he treated me to dinner. After drinking some wine, he said he liked
me. Although I firmly refused at the time, deep down, I quite liked it when a tall, somewhat charming
man expressed his affection for me."
Then she paused, probing, and asked, "Are you jealous?"
I sighed, "I don't get jealous for no reason. Since you're going to sleep with him sooner or later, I'm asking you for one thing:
just sleep with him these next couple of days, don't keep teasing me. To be honest, these days, I haven't even
been able to concentrate on work."
She threw herself into my arms, "I... I know I'll hurt you." Then she cried.
I patted her back, and she whispered in my ear, "I want to sleep with him tomorrow and the day after. Just thinking about his tall
body pressing down on me makes my desire burn!"
I hugged her and tried to push her onto the bed again. She laughed and pushed me away: "Don't tire yourself out. I was just trying to spice
things up. Haven't you noticed? Our relationship is still pretty good, and our sex life is even more passionate.
Don't deny it, men also enjoy this kind of excitement. They just haven't realized it yet."
I nodded. She continued, "Later, he started pursuing me. I've already
told you about that day. He kissed me in the elevator, and I really liked it. Then he asked me for more, and I said I couldn't betray
my husband. After I said that, he was upset, but I was even more upset, and then I hugged him.
That's how our relationship went."
"So far, you haven't done anything to betray me? Really, that's all? Can you swear? Be careful, Sadako from
The Ring come looking for you."
She was really afraid of Sadako, and she lowered her head, stammering for a long time before finally saying, "I let him touch me."
"Upper body or lower body?" I asked, my erection returning.
She smiled and reached out to touch him. "I knew men liked this kind of thing too. Don't ask where I touched you
, we didn't sleep together anyway."
"You know, our city is small, and I'm terrified my friends will find out. It's so embarrassing."
"If we arrange things properly, no one will know. He's a very cautious person.
You went on our company's spring outing last time, didn't you? He even shook your hand. He also said you were..."
"He's a good man, he's really conflicted, he doesn't want to hurt you."
"Hmph, doesn't want to hurt me? You've already touched me, and you still say that!" I finally remembered the young man;
he was tall and handsome, like a movie star. No wonder my wife liked him. If I had a daughter,
I might even hope he would be my son-in-law.
Looking at her longing expression, I felt extremely sad. Seven years of ordinary marriage, eight years of
love and affection—in this promiscuous world, it's nothing special.
A husband with a third-degree disability and an income barely enough to support himself is easily overlooked. It's such a common story; ordinary people like us can only
go with the flow.
She seemed to suddenly understand my feelings, cupped my face in her hands, and asked, "Do you still love me?"
I pushed her hands away and shook my head.
"But I still love you, really, Wang Bing. I'm not a woman who lies. You know that."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"I believe you. I mean, I don't know. Maybe love is just love, it doesn't need any additional
conditions?"
"What conditions?"
"Like... loyalty, chastity, faithfulness."
"That has nothing to do with love. Sex is just a physical need, at most related to feelings."
"Don't you think that's an excuse?" I was already somewhat forgiving her.
"I don't need excuses for anything, you know me. I just need your understanding, forgiveness, and
unchanging love."
When she nestled into my arms, I kissed her.
"What arrangements do you want?" I asked her.
"He doesn't have a place to stay either, he's still staying in a dormitory. This city is too small, if we go to a hotel, people will find out sooner or later
."
Hearing this, my senses, dulled by my hurt, became slightly sensitive again, a wave of pain and
excitement washing over me. She, like a young girl in love, no longer paid attention to these details.
"Only when we come to, come to," she glanced at me, "to our house."
I said, "Our house isn't very soundproof. If you, you, make too much noise during sex, people will still
know."
My wife was very excited to hear this, already in the mood, and threw herself into my arms, murmuring, "Don't
worry, we'll turn on the TV and turn the volume up to the maximum."
"You're not allowed to make loud noises!"
"I, I don't know," her eyes became hazy, as she took off her clothes, touching her two
tempting , glistening, tender nipples, "I'll try my best to control myself. I'm just afraid I won't be able to."
"The best time is at night. I'll sleep at the company and leave this place for you two adulterers."
"Thank you."
"He can't play here." I touched her perky little nipples, feeling extremely jealous.
"Then how can we play?!" "
We have to use a condom. He can't ejaculate inside."
"He's still a virgin, it's his first time, let him enjoy it. Be generous, my dear husband!"
She took off her underwear and snuggled into my arms.
"Also, when you're moaning, you can't call me 'dear husband' or 'dear brother.' You can only call me that."
"Okay, I'm going to moan anyway. He'll ravish my body all over, so moaning a couple of times won't hurt." Then,
she thought for a moment, raised her face seriously, looked at me, and reminded me, "I'm serious, this
isn't some story made up on those porn forums, it's something real that's about to happen, you know?!"
"I know. It's just really awkward. I wonder what it will be like when you're in someone else's arms?"
"Even more wanton, even more slutty." She parted her long, slender legs to welcome me.
"You two adulterers are having so much fun together, and your husband has to sleep at the company? You're so heartless!" I started
thrusting in hard. Thinking about this wonderful place, about to be filled with another penis, I no longer felt any
sadness, only boundless desire. Perhaps she was right, this had nothing to do with love.
"Don't worry, I'll call your name when I'm about to lose it."
"Really?"
"I will, my dear bastard husband. Your wife is about to be played with and lost, played to death. Are you happy?"
"Yes, I'll be happy. But you have to tell me how many times he's played with and lost you!" I thrust hard
into her deepest part.
"Ah, so good!! I will, I'll tell you."
The next night, Xiao Wan told me that she wanted to do it with him the next night and said she wanted to ask that young man to
meet me in the afternoon.
"What did you say his name was?"
She rolled her eyes at me: "Your wife is about to be played with by him, and you can't even remember his name. Didn't I tell you
? His name is Huang Yang."
"I disliked him the first time I saw him. I always felt that he was unreliable, like a gigolo."
No one can expect me to say good things about someone who is about to sleep with my wife.
"This gigolo is going to play with your wife without restraint. And, your wife is the one who let him play with her."
She said to me with a smile.
"I disagree."
"Don't worry, honey, he just wants to try something new, and I promise you'll have an
unexpected thrill!"
"After you're done, you have to change the sheets!" I was really concerned about this. Just imagine, my wife
and that guy's wetness, and I have to be in close contact with it—how disgusting!
"Don't worry, after I'm done with him, I'll thoroughly clean myself before welcoming you in
!"
Finally, she'd said enough, and I could finally sleep peacefully.
The next afternoon, I was very busy at work when Xiao Wan called from home, saying, "Huang Yang is here. Come back
."
I wondered, did this really need a formal meeting? I hesitated on the phone. Then a pleasant male voice came through
the receiver : "Brother Wang, hello, this is Xiao Huang. Do you have time now? I think
this matter is quite sensitive; could we meet first?"
I was immediately displeased. Of course you know the gravity of this matter, yet you say it's sensitive. "No
, no. Do it if you want. It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal. If you don't want to, then forget it." There was silence on the other end of the line
. After a while, he seemed to sigh.
I hung up.
Around 7 PM, Xiao Wan called from home, her voice cold: "Come back and sleep." Then
she hung up.
When I got home, I saw that only Xiao Wan was there; that guy had already left. Xiao Wan's face was ashen.
She gave me a cold glare. "Come back to sleep. I'm going back to my parents' house."
"What happened?"
"You still ask? With your attitude, who would dare to do anything? He apologized repeatedly, did nothing,
and left. Now you're satisfied, aren't you?"
"What am I supposed to say to him when we meet? Beg him to take my wife's body, thank him for playing with her flesh
, you've worked hard?!"
"Because with marriage, you can indeed take me whenever you want, but you need to understand one thing: I
am not your private property. In this world, only I have complete control over my own body.
Besides you, I can choose someone else to take me. My soul is free. Wang Bing, you are a
very rigid person. Living with you has made my heart almost numb. I can't continue with you
. If I continue, my love for you will completely disappear, and my hatred for you will grow stronger every day."
After saying this, Xiao Wan picked up her bag and left, and I couldn't stop her. For some reason,
while I felt a sense of relief, I also felt an inexplicable feeling of loneliness and desolation.
As I lay in bed, a strange thought kept running through my mind: if I had come back and met him this afternoon,
what would the scene be like on this bed right now? Xiao Wan would surely be naked, pressed down on him, or held in his arms,
her delicate body trembling, her legs outstretched, the two of them passionately making love, white foam rising from the surface of their bodies. Perhaps he had already ejaculated
several times, each time deep inside my beloved wife's vagina.
As I masturbated, I called Xiaowan. After several rings, she answered
, "What else do you want to say? I'm going to sleep."
"Xiaowan, it's my fault. I was wrong. Come back."
"No, I'm fed up with this kind of life."
"Can you give me Huang Yang's phone number? I want to contact him. Come back now."
There was a moment of silence on the other end. "I'm afraid of you, afraid you can't handle it, really, don't force yourself."
"Listen, I want you to do it in front of me, I'll accept it."
"Really?"
"It's my first time with him, I won't use a condom." Her voice was low and menacing, as if testing my
limits.
"You have to make him ejaculate inside, and don't let his fluids leak out." I was about to ejaculate,
my breathing becoming increasingly uneven.
"Are you masturbating? Don't ejaculate yet. Wait until we're doing it in front of you, okay?
I'll tell him to go back right now."
"I'll let him."
"You're so shameless! Now you're asking someone to play with your wife. A man's upper and lower halves are sometimes
quite contradictory!"
She gave me her phone number.
I didn't hesitate any longer. After dialing, Huang Yang's voice rang out.
At that moment, my mood calmed down a little.
"This is Brother Wang, Xiao Huang, come to my house!"
"Brother Wang, I know."
When Xiao Wan returned, Huang Yang and I had already been chatting for a while.
"Go wait in the inner room for a while. Don't rush!"
Xiao Wan stamped her foot, her face slightly flushed, and gave Huang Yang a charmingly coquettish look. She jumped up and down, pouting at me:
"What nonsense are you talking about!
Who's in a rush? Who's calling people so late, inviting them to play with your wife..."
She was still a woman after all, too embarrassed to continue, and ran to the inner room, covering her face.
"Brother Wang, don't worry, Xiao Wan and I, now and in the future, only have desire, not love. I
swear to you, I will never break you two up..." He even wants a future? This guy is greedy! I felt
a little angry. I don't know why, we were talking so well just now, but as soon as Xiao Wan came back, I felt a little upset. I remained
silent for a while.
Huang Yang saw my expression, didn't say anything, offered me a cigarette, and lit one for himself as well.
A few minutes later, Xiao Wan came out, looked at us, and walked to my side: "Honey, I'm sorry. You
... really want to stay?"
I nodded: "Xiao Huang, you two go in."
Xiao Wan pulled Huang Yang into the house. At the door, she turned back and glanced at me again: "Honey, come in."
I couldn't resist Xiao Wan's charm and followed her into the house.
Our bedroom was really small, and the three of us standing by the bed felt a little awkward.
Xiao Wan suddenly laughed: "What's wrong? Everyone looks so serious, like we're
having a funeral with a dead person on the bed."
Huang Yang also laughed: "Brother Wang, I'm sorry, I'm going to take your love. Are there any rules today?"
Xiao Wan punched him: "What rules? Today we're husband and wife. You decide the rules." Then
she giggled and pounced on the bed.
"Brother Wang, do you have any condoms?"
"No." I said as I walked to the foot of the bed, watching Xiao Wan spread her arms and legs with a charming smile, and I
started to feel aroused.
"Oh, well... don't worry, I won't ejaculate inside Xiaowan."
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiaowan nodded at me: "Hey, that person, what did they agree to on the phone?"
I cursed the little slut under my breath and said to Huang Yang, "Just ejaculate inside."
Huang Yang scratched his head: "Today's events are a bit interesting. Xiaowan, didn't you say I'm your husband tonight, and I
'm here to set the rules? My rule is, you stand next to Brother Wang first and take off your clothes one by one and give them to Brother Wang.
Brother Wang , everyone's been letting loose today, so don't mind. In a little while, you'll bring Xiaowan naked into my arms."
"You're so mean! You're so bad!" Xiaowan could only blush and get up, walking to my side.
"Here." Xiaowan's voice was very soft. She lowered her head, unhooked her outer bra, and then threw the clothes, still warm from her body,
to me, revealing her curvaceous and beautiful body.
I stared at Xiaowan in disbelief. She then slowly unhooked her bra, completely revealing her upper body.
The red nipples, stimulated by lust, had now become erect, as if yearning for Huang Yang's caresses
.
At this moment, Huang Yang joked, "Xiao Wan, your little nipples are so beautiful!"
Xiao Wan glanced at him and said softly, "Now, they're all yours." Then she opened her arms,
waiting for Huang Yang to hug her.
Unexpectedly, Huang Yang said, "I just laid down the rules; you have to take everything off."
Xiao Wan's cheeks flushed red: "Give my husband some face."
"Keep taking them off!" I said in a rough voice.
"But you said it. You'll regret it!" Xiao Wan challenged, unbuckling her belt. She usually
liked wearing pants because her legs were long and shapely, making her look very slender.
When she pulled down her pants, revealing her long and beautiful legs, even Huang Yang's eyes widened.
"You take off my shoes and socks," she said, smiling at me.
This was going to be the death of me. Xiao Wan usually wore black leather shoes and black socks. Her feet were very
slender, and the black socks looked incredibly alluring through their sheer fabric. Xiao Wan knew that I was most fascinated by her feet.
When I first got married, I swore that if I could have those feet all to myself, it would be like possessing the whole world.
I knelt down, caressing them as I removed her socks.
She looked down at me with a smile, subtly pointing to her plump toes.
Finally, Xiao Wan looked at me defiantly, and slowly, very slowly, she took off her small panties.
She held them in her hand, waved them at me, and then suddenly covered my face with them. The smell was intoxicating!
"Give me to him. Beg him to possess me," Xiao Wan said to me in a trembling voice. I picked up the light and airy
Xiao Wan.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and said, "Go to the outer room. The sounds will be more exciting. I
swear to you." I nodded.
At that moment, Huang Yang also quickly removed all his clothes and took Xiao Wan from me.
As the door behind me closed, besides indescribable sorrow, I felt a
complex emotion that defied description. The lingering scent and warmth of Xiaowan's body on my hands
felt like her last moments of life, incredibly precious!
I kissed my hands while tears streamed down my face, my lower body already unbearably hard.
"Honey, Brother Huang is touching me. Hmm...you're so naughty, you can't, how can you touch me there
?
" "What place is that?"
"My little nipples, you're teasing them so itchy, so hard...hmm, no, you're touching and sucking at the same time,
I can't take it anymore."
"No, you can't touch there, that's my forbidden zone, ah, it feels so good! I'm coming! Honey,
I'm coming."
"No, don't touch my little clitoris, my husband has never played like this before, it feels so good, hurry,
hurry, I'm going to die!"
"It's inside, I'm yours now! Your penis, so hard, so thick, so hot!"
"So deep! Honey, dear brother, my little dear brother, I'm going to be fucked to death by you!"
I listened while masturbating. In my hallucination, Xiao Wan's moans seemed to penetrate the heavy walls of confinement,
echoing repeatedly in the sky above this city of desire, fully expressing the sounds of female sexuality.
As she was about to climax, she called out my name: "I'm about to give it to him, I'm his now!
I'm going to give it to him, I'm going to die, deeper...! You bastard, come in."
I pushed open the door and went in. Xiao Wan was lying on the headboard like a female dog, her hands gripping the back of the bed. Huang Yang was holding
her waist, their genitals tightly connected. Xiao Wan's cries had gradually weakened, her head
drooping limply, but her smooth, fragrant buttocks were still struggling in their death throes, swaying involuntarily against Huang Yang's hips.
Only after Huang Yang thrust in forcefully a few more times did Xiao Wan cry out again, "I feel
it... your... semen... it's all inside, spreading into my flower... oh... so good!"
Then she turned her head, her hair disheveled, her face flushed, and beads of sweat on her brow, looking at me and saying,
"Husband, I feel so good."
Huang Yang slowly pulled his wet penis out. In the dim light, several strands of
clear love fluid were still dangling from the head of his penis, connecting to Xiao Wan's red vulva.
Xiao Wan rolled over, leaning wearily against Huang Yang's chest, letting him caress her tenderly. Her skin flushed, and she
moaned softly. Her full, proud body seemed unable to withstand the ravages of lovemaking; the afterglow of her orgasm lingered, and she still trembled slightly. Her recently
swollen areolas were slowly fading, and her long, snow-white thighs were bent, one pressed against the other.
From the lush green pubic hair at the base of her thighs, spurts of white semen oozed from her swollen vulva,
flowing down her thighs onto the sheets. The room was filled with a faint, fishy smell.
Huang Yang looked at me: "Brother Wang, come on."
I quickly undressed and got into bed. Xiao Wan glanced at me with seductive eyes, covering her mouth and chuckling, "You
don't mind, do you?
The sheets are covered in our fluids, there's still a lot here! Maybe I should go wash it off.
" She pointed to her slightly swollen breasts, wet with her own fluids.
"Xiao Huang, why don't you go back first? You're welcome to come again later." As soon as I finished speaking, I realized my words were somewhat
awkward. Xiao Wan laughed heartily.
"Go ahead, Brother Huang, you're welcome to come and play with me again later." Xiao Wan waved to him.
After Huang Yang left, Xiao Wan threw herself into my arms again, looking up at me and asking, "Husband, do you hate me?"
"No, I don't hate you. You said before that it has nothing to do with love." There was another sentence I didn't say:
Xiao Wan , this has nothing to do with you personally either. In this strange and frightening era, lust, money, ego
, and indulgence shine brighter than ever. We have all participated in their worship, and this is not an
individual's fault.
"Husband, I love you so much. I just had three orgasms, each one more intense than the last. Please don't hate me.
Why can't a woman have two men at the same time? My love for you hasn't diminished at all; it's increased
tenfold."
I held Xiaowan tightly, my hand touching her wet, sticky buttocks. I raised my hand to smell them—they were so tantalizing!
I knew that these things were what caused me to lose a pure and loving wife forever, but at the same time, I suddenly
understood something: rather than accepting her emotional distance, I would rather accept her physical impurity.
"Not all of it left yet?" I looked down at Xiaowan's vulva; a few strands of white vaginal fluid remained on her
labia minora.
Xiaowan, seeing how closely I was looking, was mortified.
I straightened my hard penis and slowly inserted it.
Her vulva was incredibly hot, slippery, and sticky. As I went deeper, the fluids from Huang Yang and Xiaowan flowed
down my shaft, and with this lubricant, I easily reached her deepest point.
Xiaowan cried out, "Oh!"
Stimulated and enveloped by that warm flow, my penis felt incredibly comfortable and firm.
Xiaowan winked and gave me a mischievous smile: "How was it? Pretty good, right?"
I yelled and ejaculated in just two seconds.
Six months later, Huang Yang left the company, and Xiaowan and I finally returned to a normal life.
Xiaowan had sex with him at least fifty times. Several times without a condom. Finally, she became pregnant with his child. I
desperately wanted to keep the baby, but Xiaowan secretly had an abortion without my consent. Then she started applying to
go abroad, and at her insistence, I divorced her. Afterwards, I achieved
some success in my career and found a pretty girl named Xiaoling. She was very lively, which perfectly complemented my dull personality. After some time, I remarried.

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