My girlfriend's real experience as a bridesmaid

Just as I ejaculated, the door was pushed open. Lost in our passion, we didn't notice the best man and his pack of wolves approaching.
Thankfully, they didn't rush in. Only the best man, holding the doorknob, and Xu Meng clearly saw me giving Tongtong oral sex. Those behind us might have seen our position through the gaps in the crowd and knew what we were doing, but none would have seen it as clearly as Xu Meng, the best man, who saw half of my penis inside Tongtong's mouth, her face filled with ecstasy as she sucked on it.
For a full two seconds, the best man neither pushed the door open nor closed it. Perhaps he was also shocked. As for me, in the throes of my ejaculation, I held Tongtong's head tightly in my arms. Even if the bride and groom returned with their parents, I wouldn't let go. Tongtong, however, couldn't see what was happening outside.
Because I ejaculated so much, the pent-up emotions burst forth, all of it pouring into Tongtong's tender, moist mouth. The sheer volume of semen was overwhelming; a milky trickle slowly down her chin.
The best man slammed the door shut, blocking everyone outside. A sudden surge of revenge welled up within me. This was the wife they wanted to possess. My lovely wife, sucking my semen from beneath me.
The incredibly stimulating sensation made me dizzy, my body tingling as if an electric current had passed through me.
If it weren't for a sliver of reason remaining, I would have roared out. After the explosive ejaculation into Tongtong's soft mouth, the excessive excitement prevented my penis from fully softening.
The tingling sensation between my legs made me instinctively grab Tongtong's head and press it against my groin. Simultaneously, I clenched my hips, thrusting further into her mouth. My penis seemed to have forced open a fleshy door, sliding into the lubricated passage. The feeling of deep throat was truly amazing.
I rarely tried deep throating before because Tongtong would always feel nauseous; after all, with such a thick penis inserted into her throat, a physical reaction was inevitable. Every time I tried, I would quickly pull out after deep throating, and the brief sensation would excite me immensely. But this time, I pressed tightly against the wall of Tongtong's throat. Surprisingly, Tongtong didn't feel nauseous either, she just frantically tried to swallow my semen. My penis was rhythmically squeezed by the swallowing motion of Tongtong's throat. My penis throbbed twice, seemingly ejaculating the last bit of semen.
Tongtong quickly pushed me away, as if she had choked a little, her face turning bright red, and she coughed twice, covering her mouth.
I suddenly remembered the pack of wolves that the best man had locked outside the door. Without even wiping my sticky penis, I pulled up my underwear.
Seeing Tongtong kneeling on the floor, her lips smeared with semen, I quickly helped her up, saying, "Wife, they're all outside. Hurry up and get dressed."
Before I could finish speaking, a knock on the door was followed by the best man's high-pitched voice: "Count to three, then we'll all rush in!"
Before I could react, I pulled up the bright red silk quilt from the new bed and slipped inside with Tongtong.
"Oh, they haven't even had a proper wedding night yet, and they're already so self-willed." The first to rush in was the man with the mole.
The others followed in one after another. The best man came in last, closing the door behind him.
Xu Meng shoved the man with the mole aside: "Move aside, move aside! I haven't had my bridesmaid time yet!" "He gave me a meaningful look, then glanced at Tongtong, who was clinging to me tightly, her head buried in the blankets.
Feeling Tongtong's burning body, I, now calm after my climax, secretly decided I couldn't let them continue this commotion, or I'd really lose my virginity.
The best man walked to the bedside, grinning mischievously at me, making my scalp tingle.
I wondered what outrageous thing he'd do after seeing what had just happened.
The best man shouted, 'Looks like our bride and groom are eager to consummate their marriage. Shall we just start fooling around?'
Naturally, there was a chorus of cheers.
'Bride, don't be shy, show your head! We're all dressed now, hahaha!'" The fat man's laughter sounded somewhat憨厚 (
honest and simple). Tongtong secretly wiped the semen from the corner of his mouth under the covers. Then, very discreetly, he pinched me. I endured the pain and shamelessly said, "Friends, we're just rehearsing the wedding night pranks. We'll continue when the real bride and groom come back, okay?"
Xu Meng rolled her eyes at me: "You said you wouldn't prank, yet you're all burrowed under the covers. Aren't you obviously trying to experience being the groom?"
Her words left me speechless, unable to voice any objections.
The fat man then shouted, "If the bride's head doesn't show, we're going to pull off the covers!" "The threat, like a trump card, forced Tongtong to reveal her face.
What does it mean to have seductive eyes? What does it mean to be filled with lust? I think everyone present who saw Tongtong's face would know very well. Oh no, I thought to myself, I'm having a good time, but Tongtong is still hanging there, burning with desire. I mustn't let lust cloud my judgment. Even so, I forgot about my appearance just now.
The best man still managed to control the situation very well: "Since the bride and groom are already so eager to get to bed, let's skip the previous activities and start with the sex scene." The words "sex scene" were obviously very ambiguous. After hearing those words, Tongtong's body trembled slightly. I thought she must be incredibly aroused. Feeling Tongtong's body temperature, my penis even started to rise again.
"Since we're in bed, how can we not take off our clothes!" The best man continued his mischievous antics. Knowing we hadn't even put on the clothes we'd just received, taking them off now would mean being naked! So I firmly objected. Tongtong, on the other hand, whether out of shyness or she was truly burning with desire, just clung to me without saying a word.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Let's help the newlyweds undress!" The situation nearly spiraled out of control. Sensing Tongtong's panic, I yelled, "Wait! We'll do it ourselves!"
Xu Meng suddenly spoke up: "We gave you a chance earlier, and you didn't appreciate it. How can we trouble the newlyweds now? We don't agree to you undressing yourself; we'll do it for you!" The best man was also fanning the flames. What exactly did this best man want?
Tongtong's objections, like a cat's meow, were drowned out by the shouts of these hormone-fueled lechers. The best man steadied the situation, saying, "Everyone, stop arguing. After all, she's his girlfriend. If you guys take advantage of her, you'll probably start a fight!" I suggested the bridesmaids help them undress. "If they have clothes to take off, why would so many people object?" Tongtong seemed to accept this approach, but I still felt a bit uneasy, since Xu Meng could only help me undress down to my underwear!
The groomsmen sent everyone to stand a meter away from the bed, and Xu Meng walked to the bedside alone, took off her shoes, and knelt down on top of us with her legs spread wide. This scene was so wicked!
Xu Meng leaned over me with a half-smile, and Tongtong looked at us shyly, just holding on tightly. A hand slipped under the covers by the bedside, while the other rested on Tongtong's neck.
At that moment, Xu Meng's buttocks must have been perked up high. I couldn't help but recall the scene in the hallway earlier.
A slightly cool hand pressed against my waist, gently stroking it. I wrapped my arms around Tongtong, momentarily at a loss. Xu Meng lowered her head to between Tongtong's and my own, speaking in a voice only the three of us could hear: "You're not wearing any clothes, huh? Then I'll just take off your underwear." "Tongtong was a little flustered, while I, inexplicably, felt a sense of anticipation.
That hand finally found its way to the edge of my underwear, circling and drawing circles, and as I slowly became erect again, it slipped inside and grabbed my penis. I almost groaned out loud. This kind of stimulation, not only from a woman other than Tongtong holding my manhood, but also in front of Tongtong, made me feel like my penis and brain were both throbbing with blood."
With just a gentle caress and teasing, my penis, still covered in Tongtong's saliva and my semen, felt a surge of desire to ejaculate again.
My underwear was slowly pulled down, and I awkwardly squeezed my legs together; otherwise, the blanket would have been pitched open. Xu Meng's body slowly receded towards the bed as her underwear was pulled down. This woman is definitely horny. That was my only thought at the time.
Finally, Xu Meng pulled my underwear out of the blanket and casually tossed it on the floor. A group of men were incredibly excited. I really hoped that once Tongtong was undressed, these wolves wouldn't unleash their animalistic instincts.
Xu Meng pulled her hand back onto us, but her hand gripped my penis again. She watched my expression with amusement.
As if teasing me for a few moments, Xu Meng withdrew her hand, propped it up beside my head, and then slipped her other hand under the blanket on Tongtong's side.
Tongtong's legs were rubbing together slightly, her eyes closed and her eyelashes trembling. Xu Meng unhooked Tongtong's bra with one hand and abruptly threw it on the ground. In a flash, Fatty picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket. Everyone burst into laughter, but at this moment, Mengmeng and I were no longer paying attention to any of this.
I could feel Xu Meng stroking Tongtong's body, and Tongtong nervously tried to avoid her. But where could she hide in such a small space? Xu Meng's hand reached to Tongtong's breast, which was pressed against my arm. She forcefully slipped her hand between my arm and Tongtong's breast, tightly grasping it.
Tongtong stiffened and let out a soft moan.
I could clearly feel Xu Meng fondling Tongtong's breast, occasionally pinching her nipple. She was a witch.
Just as Tongtong was about to break free and struggle desperately, Xu Meng's hand reached for Tongtong's soaked underwear. Tongtong nervously released her grip on me, tightly clutching Xu Meng's hand that was pulling at her underwear, looking at me with pleading eyes.
Before I could respond, Xu Meng leaned down and whispered in our ears, "Little beauty, is your husband's penis tasty? I want to try it too!"
Instantly, we both froze. Tongtong was stunned by the first part, while I was stunned by the second!
In that chilling moment, Xu Meng swiftly pulled off Tongtong's underwear and threw it into the crowd.
Unfortunately, it landed in the hands of the best man. The best man smiled, held the half-wet underwear, sniffed it, and made a look of ecstasy. And then, chaos erupted.
Xu Meng continued whispering in our ears, "Tongtong, how much did your husband ejaculate just now? Did you swallow it all?"
Overwhelmed with shame, Tongtong had long lost the courage to be angry or embarrassed. She just held me silently, her body burning hot.
Xu Meng continued whispering in our ears, one hand reaching under the covers and taking Tongtong's hand, slowly pulling it to my penis. Like an electric shock, my penis became erect again. I remembered the scene of Xu Meng pulling Tongtong's hand to Fatty's penis. For a moment, I couldn't resist.
Guided by Xu Meng, Tongtong gently stroked my penis, then pulled my hand to the entrance of her overflowing, wet vagina. Xu Meng's hand returned to Tongtong's soft breasts, and she turned her head to put her tongue into my mouth.
We were going crazy, as if the whole world had gone mad. I felt the wildness and boldness of the two women beside me, and Tongtong's anxiety and conflicted desire.
We both temporarily forgot about the group of men standing in the house. Under the constantly rising and falling blankets, lust and moral betrayal were intertwined. Everyone in the house seemed to have forgotten time, just watching our performance.
Tongtong resisted desperately, yet she also held my hand tightly. Perhaps only a few seconds passed, or perhaps it felt like an eternity. Tongtong's tense body went limp, and my entire palm was sticky and wet. I had never experienced such a wet release before. Tongtong finally covered her mouth tightly, afraid of crying out.
Xu Meng slowly got out of bed, looked at the messy blankets and the messy us underneath, and said with a flushed face, "The foreplay has begun!"
Tongtong was completely dazed at this point. I guessed that if the group of men standing next to us really pounced on her, Tongtong would resist a bit but then obediently submit. However, the consequences after I regained my senses would likely be quite severe.
The stunned men standing by, watching the spectacle, didn't pounce on me as indiscriminately as I had feared; perhaps they couldn't bear to disrupt such a sensual scene. I knew that if someone had taken the lead, the outcome would have been disastrous. And the best man, Brother Wang, who was most likely to lead, didn't.
Even I didn't realize that from that moment on, my wariness of him lessened considerably.
Fingers alone couldn't satisfy Tongtong; the more stimulation, the more she wanted. Tongtong had told me that after a clitoral orgasm, she felt incredibly empty, and without a penis to fill the void, she felt an intense itch.
As for me, even though I had just recently experienced a blissful blowjob, Xu Meng had completely reignited my desire. My penis was pressed tightly between Tongtong's legs, but a sliver of reason reminded me of the group of men watching. Although they had witnessed our frenzied lovemaking just now, with Xu Meng on the bed, no matter how much we tumbled and rolled around, they wouldn't see it so clearly.
If I were to roll over now and perform a live sex scene, every movement I made would be clearly visible to them through the thin silk blanket.
The best man seemed to sense my embarrassment and grinned at me, saying, "Does everyone want to see how many positions the bride and groom know?"
The bespectacled man was the first to resist, shouting, "Let's teach them!" Before he finished speaking, he pounced on us on the bed.
My face changed drastically.
Seeing the men's ferocious expressions burning with desire, my previously high desire seemed to have been washed away by water, disappearing without a trace. I was filled with fear, as if Tongtong and I were about to fall into boundless darkness.
At that moment, I suddenly understood that any cuckolding thoughts I had could only provide me with endless stimulation in the form of my imagination, not the actual process of Tongtong being with another man, because those scenes were also products of my imagination.
Tongtong, trembling with fear, was terrified. No matter how much she was exposed, no matter how much people teased her, Tongtong only wanted the thrill of cuckoldry and infidelity with me. She couldn't bear the thought of losing her virginity to someone other than her husband. Perhaps in our minds, losing one's virginity meant infidelity. Or perhaps Tongtong subconsciously feared that after losing her
virginity, she wouldn't be able to face me, or our future life. I didn't have time to react; I simply rolled over and held Tongtong tightly, pressing her face down beneath me.
I couldn't see who had pounced on the bed anymore; I only felt a heavy weight on my back. One, two, maybe three people pressed Tongtong and me down, accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol.
The bed creaked, and several hands had slipped under the covers. I desperately tried to protect Tongtong's body, but I felt hands constantly trying to squeeze between my chest and Tongtong's back.
Some even pressed their hands against the bed, trying to shove them into Tongtong's chest. The bed was soft, and no matter how tightly Tongtong clenched, someone eventually managed to slip a hand inside and grasp her breast. Even worse, some tried to touch Tongtong's vulva, because hands kept touching my buttocks, gliding over my scrotum, rubbing against my penis, and reaching towards Tongtong's vagina.
I desperately tried to resist these attacks. Thankfully, the blankets weren't pulled back, so these people could only proceed by groping; otherwise, I don't know how they would have abused Tongtong.
As I struggled desperately, a cry for help finally rang out throughout the room. The best man shouted, "Stop it! Get up and get ready. The bride, groom, and the two elders are back!" He then pulled them off the bed.
"Go downstairs and meet them!" The best man pushed the fat man out of the bridal chamber, then shouted to us, "Buddy, get up with Tongtong and tidy up the house." Tongtong was sobbing silently beneath me. The best man glanced at me and whispered, "Soothe Tongtong a bit. You guys go tidy up the guest room first. Don't let the two elders see you crying when they come back; they're sensitive about that."
Xu Meng walked in from outside: "I sent them all outside to meet the groom and the elders." The best man suddenly chuckled: "I was just kidding them. If they keep making a scene, our little brother and our beautiful Tongtong will suffer!"
Although I thought that he was the one who came up with these ideas, and now he's playing the good guy, I was still secretly grateful to him. After all, if he didn't stop the commotion, Tongtong might be angry for a long time.
Tongtong seemed to have heard this too, and gently turned her head to glance at the best man: "Thank you, Brother Wang." The best man glanced at Tongtong, whose eyes were red-rimmed, without revealing his true feelings: "It was my idea, my fault. I'll apologize to you later, don't blame me. We brothers usually play a bit rough, but we don't mean any harm. By the way, Tongtong's makeup is ruined, hurry up and fix it, Grandpa and the others might really be coming back soon, we've been playing for quite a while!"
His words, a mix of reassurance and gentle persuasion, made it impossible for us to stay angry. We turned around and looked around, searching for our clothes.
The best man smiled politely, left the room, and closed the door behind him, perhaps thinking that we were too embarrassed to come out and put on clothes while we were naked. Xu Meng, however, didn't leave, but instead searched around, found my clothes, and handed them to me. But Tongtong's bra and panties were nowhere to be found.
Oh right, when Xu Meng took off Tongtong's underwear earlier, she threw it all to those men. The panties are still in the best man's hands. Seriously!
Xu Meng said, "Those perverts probably won't give your underwear back, Tongtong. Just put on your dress first, I'll go buy you a new one this afternoon."
After throwing the dress on the bed, Xu Meng still didn't seem inclined to leave. I said awkwardly, "We're getting dressed, you... maybe you should leave a bit?"
Xu Meng giggled, "What, worried yours is too small? It's not a toothpick, I already touched it. Get up, I need to quickly tidy the bed, it's a mess!" Hearing her say she touched me, Tongtong turned and glared at me, seemingly questioning me. I smiled awkwardly,
"Let's get dressed."
Shrinking under the covers, I put on my panties, while Tongtong put on her slightly wrinkled dress. After getting out of bed, Tongtong's eyes were still red, but her face flushed again. I suddenly remembered that Tongtong wasn't wearing a bra; she was only wearing a dress, completely braless.
Looking at Tongtong closely, I realized the dress was thick enough; if it were even slightly see-through, her nipples and pubic hair would be vaguely visible. Tongtong, still in a state of excitement, had her two erect pink nipples sticking out from under the dress.
Xu Meng, observing from the side, remarked, "Your breasts are really well-shaped; they look great even without a bra." Women with less-than-ideal breast shapes often sag a bit without a bra, appearing flatter, and their cleavage disappears.
Tongtong shyly pulled me along, frantically helping me put on my shirt. After we were done, Xu Meng pushed me out, pulling Tongtong along to help tidy the room.
I wandered alone to the sofa in the living room. The men I'd been drinking with should have come downstairs by now. Only the best man was tidying up the empty bottles on the coffee table.
A little awkward, I greeted him. The best man sat down on the sofa next to me and started chatting.
Best man: "Hey buddy, what's your name? What's your zodiac sign?"
I replied: "My surname is Deng, and I'm a Rat."
Best man: "Brother, I'm two years older than you, so I'll call you Little Deng. When are you and Tongtong planning to get married?" I hesitated, still somewhat annoyed with the best man, but the hostility from before had lessened considerably, so I spoke frankly:
"Then I'll call you Brother Wang. Tongtong and I plan to get married next year." Best man: "Tongtong's a really nice girl, she's quite charming. You just saw us messing with her, she's not your average girl."
I was a little displeased, but I was a bit stumped by his sudden, blunt question. I looked him over carefully and, seeing he wasn't teasing me, replied, "Let's just have
some fun. As long as it's not too outrageous, I can't make things too awkward, right?" The best man chuckled twice: "Brother, you're pretty magnanimous. Tongtong is really great. If you train her well, life will be incredibly comfortable from now on."
I didn't want to continue the conversation, because I couldn't figure out what the best man's intentions were, so I felt it was best to keep things somewhat reserved during our exchange.
Seeing my silence, the best man continued, "How many years have you known Tongtong? Are you Tongtong's first boyfriend? I think she loves you very much."
He kept mentioning Tongtong, and I couldn't stay silent forever, so I briefly told him about how I met and fell in love with Tongtong. He seemed quite engrossed in the conversation. At the end, he told me, "I also really like Tongtong. I'd love to find a lover like Tongtong."
Was he testing me? I thought to myself, but said aloud, "Brother Wang is such a witty guy, he must have a ton of women, all kinds, right?"
The best man still smiled and said, "Women, when you meet one or two you like, that's enough. Any more than that, and it's not interesting.
Let me give you some advice. If you go out to have fun, you should develop a long-term lover, two or three, it depends on your skills. Going out to a prostitute or having a one-night stand is too boring. It's just to release sexual desire.
Men are easily driven by their hormones and easily controlled by their lower bodies." I said awkwardly, "I understand. I think Tongtong is pretty good." The best man continued, "She is very good. When you go out to have a lover, you should look for this kind of woman. The longer a man does it, the less exciting it becomes. That's why you see the wife-swapping trend and the threesome trend that have developed now. It's all for this reason. People are looking for exciting activities. If you just want to release sexual desire, just go to a prostitute." "Isn't that enough?" I said somewhat guiltily. "I don't know what these people are thinking. Their wives are sleeping with other men. Don't they feel bad?" The best man said, "Brother, that's the difference between a novice and a veteran. Men always want to possess what's theirs, including their wives. They think it's a disgrace for their wives to sleep with other men. Some men are too insecure, afraid their wives will cheat, so they can't control themselves. Once they've tasted the sweetness of other women, they can no longer satisfy their wives."
Seeing my humble and receptive look, the best man continued, "Actually, it's very difficult for women to be satisfied by men. No matter how good your performance is, no matter how long you last, if the psychological stimulation isn't there, if there's no good emotional connection, then a real orgasm is hard to achieve. At most, it's just a pseudo-orgasm. And women have deeply ingrained feudal ideas, believing that sex is promiscuous, so most people don't dare to try or pursue sexual orgasm."
Listening to the best man's eloquent talk, I suddenly admired this guy a little.
The best man lit a cigarette and continued, "A woman's shyness and traditional views don't mean she truly desires it. Given the right prompting, she will accept, enjoy, and pursue it just as readily. Human nature has an inherently wanton side. No matter how virtuous and pure a woman may appear in public, she's just as wanton and lustful with her man. It's just that she feels it's not immoral to be wanton in front of her husband, but it is immoral to be wanton in front of others."
Hearing this, I recalled all the crazy scenes Tongtong and I had shared, so lewd and alluring. I remembered Tongtong telling me, "You'll always be my little slut." So, being a slut made Tongtong happy.
The best man, seeing my dazed expression, stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, and said, "I'll go help them." Watching him walk away, my thoughts snapped back. I faintly heard Xu Meng giggling inside the bridal chamber; she was definitely telling some risqué joke to tease Tongtong. I was startled by this inexplicable thought.
For a long time, I remained silent, my thoughts a jumbled mess, thinking about the lewd scenes, about Tongtong's overflowing fluids, about how it wasn't just me who could bring Tongtong to orgasm. Suddenly, a fear gripped me. Was it only the rope of morality that bound Tongtong to me? I started to overthink things.
Another burst of giggles pulled me back to reality. Xu Meng came running over. I stared at her, a little surprised, as she grabbed my arm.
"Come help me clean the guest room!" she said, pulling me up without a word.
I followed her to the guest room and felt a bit ashamed looking at the mess we'd made. "Where's Tongtong?" I asked.
"She's over there cleaning up with Brother Wang. He said he wanted to apologize to her, so I came over," Xu Meng answered as she cleaned.
I suddenly had an urge to eavesdrop on their conversation. But Xu Meng directed me: "Go wipe the table over there!
What are you standing there for?" I took the rag and mechanically went over to wipe the table.
Xu Meng was quite efficient; in a few minutes, the room was much tidier. I straightened the last bed leg. Xu Meng walked over to me and leaned on my shoulder without warning. I didn't know whether to dodge or not. I had no choice but to let her lean on me.
"I'm exhausted, let me lean on you for a bit." Xu Meng instantly became languid.
"I'm tired too, please!" I replied.
"Then let me give you a massage," Xu Meng said, pushing me down onto the bed without further ado. I was actually pushed down by a woman. What did she want to do?
A pair of soft hands pressed against my chest, giving me an indescribable tingling sensation. Was this a massage? I struggled symbolically: "Sister, are you going to force yourself on me or give me a massage?" "What's the difference?" Before I could finish speaking, Xu Meng grabbed my penis through my pants.
There's a line in erotic novels, "Brother is shamelessly hard again!" This phrase couldn't describe me right now.
I really felt shameless, my wife was being played with, and I was being played with by a woman.
"Brother Wang and Shuai Shuai have trained you very well, do you want to try?" Xu Meng's incredibly seductive voice rang in my ears.
Suddenly, it dawned on me that the "handsome guy" Xu Meng mentioned was the groom. The groom and best man were "training" Xu Meng together? A threesome scene immediately flashed before my eyes. I'd expected Xu Meng to have an affair with
either the groom or the best man, but I hadn't expected them to do it together. My penis was acting strangely today; the slightest arousal made it erect. Even though I'd just ejaculated in Tongtong's mouth, it felt like I'd taken an aphrodisiac, and I still wanted to go again.
Xu Meng unzipped my pants, explaining how Brother Wang and "handsome guy" had trained her, while pulling my penis out.
Instantly consumed by lust, I didn't struggle; I just stared wide-eyed at Xu Meng's gentle hands stroking my penis, from my scrotum to the glans, her pressure varying, making me almost moan.
I'd never imagined a woman could make a man feel so good with her hands. Xu Meng continued her various techniques. She whispered sweet nothings in my ear, like an aphrodisiac. "Brother Wang's penis is bigger than yours, about the same thickness, but it doesn't seem as hard. Do you want your sister?" I held back the urge to ejaculate, offering no response. Seeing my awkwardness, Xu Meng continued, "Handsome's penis is the biggest. I think it can rival those of Europeans. I was really scared when I first saw it. It's the same length and thickness as the insemination device I use! It's more than five centimeters longer than yours. Just thinking about it makes me wet." "
Xu Meng, you're a slut," I blurted out, on the verge of exploding. I felt no inferiority complex that I should have felt because my penis was smaller than the groom's. Perhaps my subconscious didn't believe that Asian men could have such large tools. It wasn't
until much later, when I saw the kind of thing I only saw in Western movies, that I truly believed it.
Xu Meng lowered her head and gently kissed the head of my penis, but didn't take it in. Deep down, I desperately wanted to penetrate that warm little mouth. Seeing my restlessness, Xu Meng added fuel to the fire: "Brother Wang said he's taking Tongtong to see some handsome big dicks and experience the feeling of heaven!"
I still couldn't tell if her words were true or false, and I just tried my best to suppress my surging desire.
Just then, the door suddenly opened, and the best man walked in, holding Tongtong's hand. They were holding hands. Before I could think, my mind flashed back to Tongtong's pained expression as she was sandwiched between the best man's and the groom's dicks. I ejaculated violently. It sprayed onto Xu Meng's hand, clothes, and face.
My mind went blank, and I suddenly felt very tired, not the exhaustion of ejaculating, but mental exhaustion.
What was wrong with me? I felt like I had become a completely different person today.
When I looked at Tongtong outside the door, my heart didn't feel like the kind of embarrassment described in novels, like being caught in the act, or trying to salvage the situation. Instead, I felt a sense of despair, a profound silence. I was afraid that from this moment on, Tongtong would leave me. I was afraid that from this moment on, an irreparable rift would remain between us. At that moment, I understood that cheating wasn't exciting at all.
Tongtong's attitude, however, gave me hope. She just looked at me with complicated emotions, released the best man's hand, and didn't storm out in anger or slam the door. She seemed to show no sign of anger. She just looked at me with some disappointment, some tension, and some sadness.
I forgot that my penis was being held in Xu Meng's hand, I forgot about the best man who had been watching the whole time, but they hadn't forgotten about us. Xu Meng seemed a little embarrassed and said, "It's all over my face and body. Next time, you should ask your wife Tongtong for help. I'd better not help with this, or Tongtong will treat me like an enemy."
After saying that, she stood up, grabbed a few tissues from the table next to her, and while wiping her face and clothes, she stuffed a few tissues into Tongtong's hands: "Go wipe your husband's face. Don't be angry with him, I forced him, hehe."
Then she pulled the best man up: "Brother Wang, let's go out. Let the young couple be affectionate here." The best man still had his unchanging smile, grabbed Xu Meng's chest: "You, still the same. You can't help but flirt with handsome guys." After saying that,
he and Xu Meng walked out the door. Neither Tongtong nor I said a word. She looked at me, and I looked at the floor. My penis, as if knowing it had done something wrong, shrank into a ball, no longer as vigorous as before.
The noise outside broke our silence; the bride and groom must have returned. Tongtong turned around and locked the door. I thought she was leaving, so I jumped up to stop her. After realizing she had only locked the door, I awkwardly said, "I know saying sorry is useless, but I don't know what else to say!"
Tongtong didn't speak, but instead took some toilet paper and knelt down to wipe my limp penis hanging from the zipper. At this point, my penis dared not react at all.
"Was that comfortable?" Tongtong suddenly spoke.
I was startled. "Wife, you, I..."
Tongtong ignored my stammering, wiped it, put my penis back in, zipped it up, stood up, and gently hugged me: "Honey, do you love me?"
"I love you!" I answered without hesitation.
"Brother Wang just said a lot to me. He said men can separate love and sex, so they can go out and find prostitutes and indulge in debauchery. But women can't. It's because women don't want to do that. If women wanted to, they could completely separate love and sex," Tongtong said softly.
I suddenly felt that many of the best man's words seemed to be seeds planted, released in the right environment, leaving me powerless to fight back.
Tongtong looked at me, speechless, and continued: "Honey, I still can't accept it. When I saw Sister Xu Meng helping you, I only felt uncomfortable, but I didn't hate you, because I know you love me, not her. You must want to know why Brother Wang came in and held my hand just now!" I remembered that scene and nodded with a sour feeling in my heart.
Tongtong tightened her grip on my hands: "Brother Wang was comforting me in the room the whole time, telling me a lot of things. You know, honey, even though we played so many games, even though it was so exciting, I was still scared. I couldn't control my body's feelings, but I felt disgusted with myself, so dirty in front of you. Even though you still love me."
I hugged Tongtong tightly: "Silly girl, why didn't you stop? If you didn't want to continue playing with them, I would fight to the death to keep the game going."
A slight smile appeared on Tongtong's lips: "Honey, do you know why I felt uncomfortable, but I still kept going?"
I shook my head, secretly wondering if it was because it was too physically stimulating, like I had just been overcome by lust?
Tongtong said, "Because my husband didn't stop me. The first time we had sex, we talked about wife-swapping and threesomes. I thought, how could there be such people in the world? But my husband seemed very interested, so I hid my extreme discomfort. Later, you gradually introduced me to many similar novels and movies.
Maybe it was really a gradual process, but I no longer felt so averse to it. Every time there was such a scene, my husband would get especially hard and strong. I know my husband likes these scenes. I try to accept it, but I really can't do it."
I watched Tongtong calmly murmur her story and could only hold her tighter.
"Today, seeing that my husband didn't stop me, seeing so many men teasing me, and my husband's furrowed and excited brows, I really let loose a few times. The physical stimulation kept stimulating my nerves. What my husband wants, I satisfy him. Maybe it's a bit of revenge. My husband is willing to let other men tease me, so I'll let them tease you instead." Tongtong said in one breath.
"Honey, but afterwards I was constantly scared, constantly scared that if we really went somewhere we shouldn't have gone, we'd never be able to come back." Tongtong finished speaking and suddenly kissed me passionately.
"Knock, knock, knock~" The sound of banging on the door started, probably to get us to come out and be with the bride and groom.
We hugged each other tightly, our tongues entwined. Only when the knocking stopped and my lips felt numb and swollen did we separate. We looked at each other, and I suddenly remembered that Tongtong hadn't told me why we were holding hands. So I pressed her for an answer.
Hearing my question, Tongtong continued, "Brother Wang told me a lot of things. Regardless of whether what he said was right or wrong, the guilt in my heart did lessen a lot. Brother Wang told me that every man has a desire for adultery, but some people have it triggered, while others never have the opportunity to have such thoughts, just like the saying goes, everyone has a Brokeback Mountain in their heart." I'm becoming more and more disgusted with the best man; I always feel like he's leading me by the nose. But she didn't give me a chance to refute. "What do you think of Brother Wang?"
Tongtong seemed to misunderstand, and stammered, "He's not bad, quite good at sweet-talking, and considerate, but not as good as my husband."
Knowing that the last sentence was meant to reassure me, I couldn't help but feel a little smug.
"What else did he say?" I pressed.
"He analyzed a lot about your feelings for me, and I think he was quite accurate. He predicted all our past behaviors. Then he told me not to feel pressured, that the game we played would only make our future memories more exciting, not create any rifts. He said he could prove it to me if I didn't believe him." Tongtong replied.
"How can I prove it? By holding your hand?" I suddenly felt myself starting to get angry.
"Giggle," Tongtong giggled, seemingly having picked up Xu Meng's laughter. "Honey, Brother Wang was absolutely right! He said you'd be angry if you saw us holding hands!"
I was completely baffled. What was the best man up to?
Tongtong continued, "Brother Wang said what you care about most is the betrayal in my heart, not the physical betrayal. If I... you know, then it's... you know. If you knew, and I had your consent, and it was just about enjoying the physical sensations, you wouldn't blame me. But holding hands usually means there's emotional attraction, so you'd definitely be angry. That's why he made me hold hands with him for you to see." I became increasingly wary of the best man. This guy's analysis of emotions was too insightful, and the key point was that Tongtong actually didn't seem to mind him. I felt a bit helpless. If I showed anger, it meant the best man was right; if I didn't get angry, it meant I didn't love Tongtong.
Seeing my sulking expression, Tongtong finally laughed out loud: "Relax, honey, Brother Wang said you'll definitely hate him, afraid I'll develop feelings for him, right?"
I stubbornly retorted: "I'm not afraid of him at all!"
Tongtong ruffled my hair and said: "Brother Wang is a good person, although he seems a bit slippery, but I trust him. He said that if he likes someone, he won't force them to do anything, only give them what they're willing to accept, not give them everything. He said, he said, he really likes me." I stared wide-eyed at Tongtong: "He really said that? Aren't you angry?" Tongtong pinched me: "Why would I be angry if someone likes me? It's just to put some pressure on you, to make you treat me better. I especially enjoy seeing you jealous!" I guess the best man taught Tongtong this, and there's probably a layer of meaning behind Tongtong's not disliking the best man.
"Then, would you let him touch you?" I asked stupidly.
"He already touched me." Before I could react, Tongtong started kissing me, unbuttoning my shirt, and pushing me towards the bed.
Actually, having just released my pent-up desire, my lust wasn't that strong. But how could I refuse when the woman took the initiative? I could only cooperate with Tongtong while continuing to ask, "Really? How did he touch you?"
Tongtong teased me, "He held my hand."
This little vixen! I rolled over and pinned her to the bed, caressing her unbraced breasts through her skirt. Cheers still came from outside the door; they must be talking about the best man, but I wondered if they were playing those games we had just rehearsed. Tongtong
's breasts were still so soft, but the nipples were erect, pushing two points out of her skirt. I wondered if the best man had had his fill of eye candy. Tongtong tried her best to cooperate with me. Thinking about it carefully, I've already vented twice today, while Tongtong has only been constantly teased. No wonder she's so eager to have sex.
Maybe it's because I just ejaculated and haven't rested well, or maybe it's because the shadow cast by the best man hasn't dissipated in my mind, but my penis couldn't get hard for a long time. Tongtong grabbed my hand and guided it under her skirt. I slipped my hand inside and touched her wet, bare vulva.
"Have you been this wet all day?" I asked Tongtong in her ear.
Tongtong moaned softly as she replied, "Yes, I've been wet ever since you started teasing and stimulating me, but you won't give it to me. I feel like I want it. I'm always hanging in mid-air. Husband, take me hard, pound me!"
Perhaps influenced by her words, my penis started to get a little aroused. But I was still a bit weak. I stroked Tongtong's labia with one hand, drawing circles on her clitoris, while unbuckling my belt with the other, half-pulling down my pants, and stroking my penis, trying to get hard quickly.
Tongtong clutched one of her breasts tightly with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, afraid she would cry out.
Before long, even before I was hard, Tongtong couldn't hold back anymore, "Husband, give it to me, I can't take it anymore, I want you." The more anxious I was, the less I could get into the mood.
Tongtong pulled away my hand that was fiddling with her clitoris. "Don't move anymore, Tongtong's going to die." Seemingly noticing my state, she got up, knelt on the bed, and put my penis in her mouth, making swallowing and spitting motions.
Finally, under Tongtong's manipulation, my penis, while not fully hard, was enough to enter that gushing little cunt.
I turned Tongtong over onto the bed, her two white legs spread wide apart. I stood by the bed, holding one of Tongtong's legs with one hand and guiding my penis with the other, squeezing the glans into that slippery cunt.
It was still so warm and tight, and Tongtong couldn't help but let out a cry. I steadied myself, took a deep breath, and thrust all the way in.
Tongtong didn't care if people outside could hear her anymore; her moans couldn't be suppressed and she cried out.
Fortunately, the noise outside was quite loud, so they couldn't hear us.
I slowly began thrusting, Tongtong's labia flipping with each stroke of my penis. When I pulled out, her soft, slippery labia would peek out slightly, only to roll back in with each thrust. I hadn't expected to give Tongtong such intense stimulation today. After just a few thrusts, her vagina was filled with semen, something that usually happens before orgasm. The
anticipated climax didn't arrive; perhaps the prolonged stimulation made it harder to reach, and having already ejaculated twice, my sensitivity was low, and I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate.
Tongtong writhed and gasped on the verge of climax, her disheveled skirt pushed up to her waist, the bra straps pulled down, her tightly bound breasts swaying back and forth with each powerful thrust.
Tongtong's face was flushed, her hands gripping my hips tightly.
"Husband, husband. Thrust into me hard, fuck me, I'm your little sex slave." Tongtong was already incoherent.
My penis, stimulated by the intense scene, was hard again. While thrusting, I asked Tongtong,
"Did Brother Wang see you weren't wearing underwear?"
Tongtong seemed to go crazy again: "Brother Wang was staring at me, looking at my breasts." I seemed to mix lust and anger together, and thrust into Tongtong twice hard. "Ah~ ah!" Tongtong let out two moans that were hard to distinguish between pain and pleasure. I continued to ask, "Besides holding your hand, where else did he touch you?" "
Brother Wang, he, he wouldn't let me tell you. He hugged me and touched my breasts." Tongtong said, suppressing what seemed like pain.
Because we used to say similar things to each other during sex, I didn't pay much attention, but it just felt more stimulating, my penis got harder, and I felt like I was about to ejaculate.
"Go on," I growled.
Tongtong seemed to be immersed in the chaotic lust as well. "Brother Wang said that when I'm with you in the future, I should think about how he touches me, and it will make me more excited." I didn't refuse and let him put his hand under my skirt and touch my breasts. "Say 'breasts'!" I lost control.
"It's my breasts, he touched my breasts and pinched my nipples. Ah~ Ah~. He also reached under my skirt and touched my pussy, making me so wet. I didn't have the strength to stop him, ah~, husband, husband~"
"He also showed me his erect penis, saying I should compare it with yours, saying I should think of his penis when you're fucking me. I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore. Husband, his is so long, he said he would fuck my mouth when you're fucking me. He said he would... Husband, hurry, hurry."
Finally, I came. I didn't pull my penis out, I just pushed it as deep as I could, and all the hot semen shot inside. I collapsed softly onto Tongtong. Tongtong was still squeezing my penis tightly, twisting slightly.
"Haven't you satisfied yet?" I whispered in Tongtong's ear.
"Mmm, I want it, I want lots of men, okay? Let Brother Wang do it to me." Tongtong seemed still lost in her fantasy.
I suddenly asked, a little scared, "When you and Brother Wang were in the bridal chamber just now, did he really do those things to you?"
Tongtong seemed to have come to her senses, her face flushed, and she said to me with a half-smile, "I saw you doing that with Sister Mengmeng right in front of me, cheating on me in front of me. I'm going to punish you. I'm going to punish you so that you'll never know whether what I said was true or false. I won't tell you, and you're not allowed to ask Brother Wang. I'm going to make you regret it for the rest of your life. That's my punishment."
This is what women are like, I thought, feeling very conflicted.
I used to think that even if Tongtong and I reached the point of wife-swapping and threesomes, it would be many years later, when we would feel nothing when we made love to each other, like holding hands. Or maybe we would never be able to take that step. Before, every time we fantasized about finding other couples or other men, from meeting to sleeping together, every step was meticulously planned. We could freely imagine what they or he looked like, how crazy they or he would be with us, and fantasizing without any psychological burden.
Although Tongtong would always transform into a little slut under my teasing, shouting about how other men should do her, what positions they should use, she would always firmly object afterwards, as if afraid I would actually do it. And those fantasies always lingered in my mind, like being poisoned, impossible to shake off.
But today, without any mental preparation, without any careful planning, we seemed to be led by someone else, doing things that increasingly crossed the line. I felt excited, but I also secretly wanted to end it all. Tongtong, on the other hand, didn't say a word about stopping.
After a great battle, we ignored the lively wedding night in the next room. Tongtong and I lay naked, embracing each other on the guest room bed. Waves of emptiness and weariness kept washing over me, while my mind kept replaying the events of the past few hours. Looking at Tongtong, who seemed a little unfamiliar in my arms, I didn't know what to say.
Tongtong ran her hand through the hair that was stuck to her face, gently nibbled on my ear, and said, "Honey, today isn't a safe period, remember to remind me to buy the pills tonight."
Oh, I'd forgotten about that. Luckily, Tongtong was still careful: "Okay, honey, I'll go buy them for you tonight?" "Sure," Tongtong said. "Honey, do you think I was a bad woman today? Acting like that in front of so many men!"
Although my heart was filled with complex emotions, I couldn't bring myself to blame Tongtong, because all of this had happened under my silence. Sometimes silence is a form of acquiescence. I could only reply, "Honey, are you happy? You always said you absolutely didn't want scenes like this!" Tongtong kissed me on the cheek again: "Honey, if you weren't there, I would be scared, I would feel like I was betraying you. But today, looking at you, thinking about the novels you used to show me, the scenes where the male protagonist exposed his girlfriend, and imagining you feeling the same excitement as those men in the books, watching your girlfriend being played with by others... I suddenly felt so relaxed. Because you were watching, I wasn't afraid. Because I knew you wouldn't despise me."
I remained silent; I couldn't say I didn't feel excited, but Tongtong was unaware of the jealousy and inner turmoil within me.
"Honey, if something even more infidelity happened today, like a man wanting to sleep with you, would you agree?" I continued to ask.
"That depends on you, honey. Hehe, I don't think you'd be willing to!" Tongtong wrinkled her cute little nose.
I continued to ask, "But what about Brother Wang? He seems quite interested in you?" I decided to clarify things with Tongtong
and test her attitude.
"Brother Wang! He's a really nice guy, very protective, and good at sweet-talking!" Seeing my increasingly angry expression, Tongtong suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, I knew my silly husband was jealous." So this girl was joking with me! I pinched her perky bottom angrily: "You little brat, you're teasing me!"
Tongtong begged for mercy, pulling my hand and kissing my lips several times: "Honey, Tongtong knows she was wrong. Let Tongtong serve you later!"
Looking into her alluring eyes, I knew I hadn't really satisfied her today; perhaps the stimulation was too much, and I hadn't fully enjoyed myself just now. I ruffled Tongtong's hair a couple of times: "Honey, I'm so tired today. Let me rest and get back to my best before I deal with you, you vixen!" After all, I'd already ejaculated three times.
I wasn't quite ready to recover yet.
Tongtong deliberately gave me a resentful look: "Did that vixen Xu Meng trick you? Confess!" I felt a little embarrassed. I never imagined my first time cheating would happen right in front of Tongtong, and that she'd even ejaculated on my face. I forced a smile: "Honey, are you really angry? I want to hear the truth!" "Do you think Truth or Dare isn't over yet?" Tongtong rolled her eyes at me, rested her head on my chest, and slowly said: "Honey, when I saw that scene, I was actually very jealous. But I couldn't do anything to stop it. It was like watching you two playing a game, you were the players, and I was just an observer.
Seeing Xu Meng holding my brother's penis and ejaculating, just like when he ejaculates on me, I suddenly had a strange feeling, like I was venting on Xu Meng, a sense of revenge." Although Tongtong's description was strange, I seemed to be able to sense her thoughts. Feeling much more at ease, I suddenly wanted to ask:
"Honey, if I sleep with Xu Meng, will you be jealous, angry, and break up with me?" Tongtong pinched my earlobe: "You dare! Then I'll sleep with Brother Wang and cuckold you!" "Ouch, ouch. Be gentle," I begged, "Hey, Tongtong, do you really have feelings for Brother Wang?
Was what you said about never telling me for the rest of your life true?" Tongtong said: "Think about it yourself! I do think Brother Wang is nice, but I can't just sleep with every nice guy I meet!"
I thought to myself: But this nice Brother Wang wants to sleep with you.
Tongtong paused for a moment, then continued, "Honey, will you really let me sleep with another man? Like you said before, you'd sacrifice anything for my happiness." I gritted my teeth: "As long as my wife is happy, I'm willing to risk it all!"
Then came a burst of playful banter and teasing. Gradually, exhausted, we forgot it was Mei Ting's wedding day, and we forgot Tongtong was a bridesmaid. We fell asleep on the guest bed.
Everyone seemed to have forgotten about us too; no one disturbed our peaceful sleep. We didn't wake up until after 5 pm!
Tongtong, still groggy, suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no! How did I fall asleep? How are Mei Ting and the groom? Get up, get up!" She
hurriedly put on her clothes, then, looking at her crumpled dress, I said, "Honey, go ask Mei Ting for two of her clothes!"
Tongtong agreed and unlocked the door. I ran out to find the bride and groom. Outside the living room, there were only the sounds of chaotic conversation and what I mistook for men's lewd laughter; there wasn't any real disturbance. When Tongtong and I arrived at the master bedroom of the new house and saw the bride, unconscious from being drugged, lying on the bed, and the groom chatting happily with the best man beside her, I finally understood what had happened.
Apparently, the bridesmaid wasn't there, and everyone had gotten the bride drunk. I wondered if they had abused her in the same way they had with Tongtong. I looked at the groom; he was handsome and tall. Remembering Xu Meng's description of the groom's penis, I glanced suspiciously at his genitals a few times.
"This is our bridesmaid's boyfriend," Brother Wang pulled me over and introduced him to the groom. Although it wasn't our first meeting, we hadn't been formally introduced yet.
"My name is Lu Wenshuai," the groom said, extending his hand and smiling warmly at me. I quickly reached out and shook his hand. "Deng Fan, nice to meet you! Congratulations on marrying such a beautiful bride." The groom patted me affectionately, "It's a pity the bride got drunk and can't hear your praise. The bridesmaid is the real beauty; you're the lucky one!"
After exchanging compliments for a while, Brother Wang started teasing Tongtong: "The bridesmaid ran away at the last minute, and the bride got drunk so badly; she'll have to be punished today! Haha."
Tongtong felt a little embarrassed and hid behind me. She felt bad for letting Mei Ting down, especially since Mei Ting had been drunk while she was away.
I turned to the groom and asked, "Where are your aunt and uncle? I haven't seen them!" The groom replied, "The old folks thought it was too noisy here, so they asked me to take them home after a while. It's getting late, let's go out for dinner!"
Tongtong volunteered, "You guys go ahead, I'll stay here with Meiting. It'll be bad if no one's here when she wakes up, consider it punishment!" Then she whispered in my ear, "I'm going to take a shower after you leave, I'm all sweaty and sticky."
Brother Wang called to the people playing cards outside to prepare to go out for dinner, and seeing Tongtong's insistence, the groom agreed to let her stay and take care of Meiting. I originally wanted to stay, but Tongtong kept urging me to leave, saying that I was responsible for bringing back food later.
So, the whole group went to the restaurant to eat, leaving only Tongtong and Meiting in the room.
The restaurant the groom chose was quite far from the new house. Our group traveled in three cars, and I was assigned to Xu Meng's red Mazda 6, along with Wang Ge and Hei Zi. Sitting in the passenger seat, Xu Meng kept trying to find topics to talk about with me, seemingly very interested in me, without any attempt to avoid the two in the back. She also stopped mentioning the ambiguous situation between us earlier.
Perhaps used to Xu Meng's style of speaking, the two in the back completely ignored our conversation, only occasionally interjecting with a teasing remark. I tried my best to remain calm the whole way.
When we arrived at the restaurant, besides our group, there seemed to be some classmates or other people who had helped the groom at the wedding, filling less than three tables. After the groom's words of thanks, a lively scene of clinking glasses and toasts began. I also got a few drinks, but worried about Tongtong still in the new house, I wanted to finish quickly and leave to bring her some food. So I drank a few glasses rather quickly and felt a little dizzy. He then stopped drinking and began eating in silence.
Xu Meng, sitting next to me, kept putting food on my plate and pouring me drinks. Sensing my desire, she ordered some food to go.
I hastily ate a few bites, then pulled me to thank the groom, saying she'd drive me home to deliver the food. The groom didn't try to stop me, only telling Xu Meng to drive carefully.
We weren't as talkative on the way there, but because there was less: "Xu Meng, aren't you afraid Tongtong will be angry with you for what you did to me?"
Xu Meng closed the window and casually replied, "Women understand women best. I don't think Tongtong will be angry with me."
"You're really confident. Do you guys always have this much fun?" I felt Xu Meng's answer was meaningless.
"Even crazier than that." Xu Meng gave me a meaningful look, and after those four words, she remained silent the rest of the way.
Back in our new house, Tongtong opened the door, and I opened my arms wide, shouting, "Wife, I'm home!" Tongtong feigned surprise and jumped onto me.
Xu Meng, standing behind us, teased, "Is this a case of absence making the heart grow fonder?" Tongtong quickly got off me, embarrassed, took the food Xu Meng was carrying, and skipped off to the dining room to eat.
Xu Meng came into the house, saying she was going to take a shower. Ignoring our stares, she stripped down to only her sexy lingerie and went into the bathroom. I walked up behind Tongtong, who was eating, and covered her eyes from behind. I slipped my hand inside her dress and grabbed one of her breasts, gently stroking her nipple with my fingers. Tongtong let out a soft moan, and couldn't eat anymore.
Nestled against Tongtong's neck, smelling the faint scent of sweat still clinging to her, I asked, "Why haven't you showered yet?"
Tongtong gasped, "Um, honey, Meiting threw up just now, and I spent ages cleaning her up and putting her to sleep. I haven't had a chance to shower yet!"
I moved my hand to her other nipple: "That little slut Xu Meng went in to shower. Do you want to go with her? I can come in and scrub your backs." "
You bad husband, always thinking about pretty girls. Do you want to eat Mengmeng up? Go ahead, but don't touch me!" Tongtong pouted, feigning anger.
I took a napkin and wiped the oil off Tongtong's pouting lips, then said, "Honey, I'll take care of you now, and then I'll go deal with that little vixen Xu Meng." As I spoke, I covered Tongtong's mouth with one hand, and with the other, I traced a path down from her already erect nipple to her moist, warm vulva.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm," Tongtong could only utter these alluring sounds from my helpless mouth. I don't know why, but seeing Tongtong reignited my desire, and the image of Xu Meng showering flashed through my mind. Shampoo foam ran down her cheeks, into the cleavage between her even more magnificent breasts. I
could vaguely hear the sound of running water in the bathroom.
Tongtong gently twisted her waist, licking the palm of my hand covering her mouth with her little tongue, humming soft, almost inaudible moans.
Having gone out for dinner and returned home, my desire had largely subsided. Coupled with the three "practice runs" within half a day, I no longer felt the urge for another round. But as I approached Tongtong, I seemed to smell her youthful scent, and I couldn't resist indulging in some physical pleasure.
Tongtong suddenly struggled, grabbing my hand that was sliding across her labia. "No, honey! I haven't showered yet, and Sister Xu Meng will see us when she comes out."
I chuckled: "She's even seen me. If she sees us acting out a love scene, she'll probably be eager to join in!"
"Dream on!" Tongtong pulled my hand away and continued her assault on the food on the table. "Go wash your hands, honey!"
I pinched Tongtong's cheek with my clean hands, turned, and went to wash my hands. The only places with taps were the kitchen and bathroom. For some inexplicable reason, I didn't go towards the kitchen. Although Xu Meng was showering in the bathroom, the new apartment's bathroom had a separate shower and toilet area, so it wouldn't have been a problem for me to go into the outer room to wash my hands.
I gently turned the bathroom door, and my heart skipped a beat. It wasn't that I wanted anything to happen, but the scene felt a little ambiguous. A strange woman was showering through a glass partition, and I could vaguely see her figure. However, I didn't have any ulterior motives.
Just as I squeezed hand soap into my hand, the glass door separating the shower and toilet area opened. Seeing her drying her hair with a towel, I was clearly startled, instinctively covering my chest with my hands. She didn't notice me washing my hands in the outer room, and I didn't expect that she would finish showering without turning off the water, the showerhead still running.
Seeing it was me, Xu Meng breathed a sigh of relief, released her hands from covering her chest, continued drying her hair, and glared at me, saying, "You scared me to death! You came in without even letting me know. Now you're not afraid your Tongtong will get jealous!" Facing the naked Xu Meng, I really didn't know what to say. Seeing her standing so openly in front of me, I gave up on my plan to sneak a quick glance and leave. If you're not afraid of being seen, why should I, a grown man, be afraid!
I looked Xu Meng up and down with great interest. Her skin was a little darker than Tongtong's, but very even, with a good sheen. Her breasts were more than a cup size larger than Tongtong's, her areolas weren't large, but her nipples were darker. Her buttocks were also a little more upturned than Tongtong's. Overall, if Tongtong was the soft type, Xu Meng was the very elastic and energetic type.
In terms of figure and appearance, Tongtong is actually quite lovable, the kind of woman you can't help but feel protective of. Xu Meng, on the other hand, is the kind of woman who can arouse your desire and make you want to sleep with her. I secretly wondered if Xu Meng's behavior was the result of Wang Ge and the others' training.
Seeing my wanton gaze, even the strong Xu Meng seemed a little embarrassed. Perhaps to escape the awkward situation, she raised an eyebrow, gave me a seductive look, and suddenly took two steps, locking the bathroom door from the inside.
This action really startled me! Tongtong was still eating outside; what was this woman trying to do?!
Xu Meng, her breasts swaying, moved in front of me: "Little Dengzi, want to eat your sister?" I was very worried that if I waited too long, Tongtong would call me from outside, and I had already lost the will to continue fooling around with Xu Meng. I was about to walk around her to open the door. Xu Meng suddenly hugged me tightly: "Brother Fan, if Tongtong saw this now, even if she didn't say anything, she'd definitely be angry!" "She's seen you masturbate me, and she wasn't angry!" I was starting to feel uneasy, a surge of heat rising within me!
"Masturbating and this are two different things. Women always get jealous! I know women better than you. If she saw you having sex with another woman behind her back, she might go crazy and do anything." Xu Meng pulled my hand towards her chest: "Don't you think this feels like cheating? It's exciting!"
My libido hadn't really spiked. Maybe I was still worried about Tongtong, or maybe Xu Meng was too forward, failing to provide much stimulation. Of course, I wouldn't admit that I couldn't regain my virility after ejaculating three times.
Xu Meng's breasts did feel really nice, much firmer than Tongtong's. Of course, I hadn't touched any other women's breasts, so I could only compare them. They were also very smooth, probably because she had just showered. Although I didn't intend for anything to happen, I still rubbed them a couple of times.
As if playing a prank, I was about to leave after groping her breasts when Xu Meng's words left me speechless: "Brother Fan, do you want to know what will happen if Tongtong can't find you?" "What can happen? I'm a grown woman, nothing bad will happen to me. If she can't find me, she'll call me!" I thought Xu Meng's question was absurd.
"Hehehe, I didn't lock the door when I came in. Brother Wang will be back soon! Do you want to eavesdrop on Tongtong and Brother Wang's conversation?" Xu Meng said, still snuggling in my arms.
I sensed a conspiracy and immediately asked, "Why will Brother Wang come back? What are you planning to do?
Why didn't you lock the door?"
Seeing my nervous look, Xu Meng whispered in my ear, "Brother Fan, of course I called Brother Wang back. I told her I wanted to take a shower and no one would help me wash my back, hehe, I didn't expect Brother Fan to be so eager to find me first!"
Xu Meng's demeanor was just like a demon tempting me to fall into the abyss: "Brother wants to, I want Brother Wang to come, of course I have to leave the door open. Sneaking in is the only way to surprise me! We're not planning to do anything, just make love... the like. Why are you so nervous? It's just that you suddenly barged in, and I thought of a fun game!" "What game?" I asked Xu Meng, still somewhat doubtful.
Xu Meng licked her lips: "I want to peek at what happens when Brother Wang and Tongtong are alone! Hehe, will Tongtong betray my Brother Fan? Brother Wang is really good at picking up girls!" "How could Tongtong betray me!" I said decisively. But deep down, I hesitated. At least Tongtong's heart would never betray me. Even though we usually enjoy the pleasure of sex, it's ultimately a matter between the two of us. Tongtong isn't the kind of person who doesn't know what's important.
Having said that, I really wanted to know what would happen if Brother Wang came back and was alone with Tongtong. Although Tongtong told me what she and Brother Wang said when we made love that afternoon, saying she would punish me by never telling me the truth, I still believed those words were just a way for us to provoke each other during sex, and it was impossible that Brother Wang and Tongtong actually did anything like that.
Seeing my hesitation, Xu Meng continued to egg me on: "Everything is happening under your watchful eye. If you really see something happen, you can stop it. Are you lacking confidence in Tongtong, or in yourself?" Although these words didn't really sway me, I was genuinely looking forward to Tongtong's performance. So I said to Xu Meng, "Okay, I'll play along. But Tongtong will come in to take a shower later, and if she can't find me, she'll definitely look for me."
"I've taught you how to handle these questions. You hide in the guest room and watch my gestures." Xu Meng said, pulling away from my embrace, grabbing a bath towel and wrapping it around her curvaceous body, tying a knot at her breasts. Before leaving the bathroom, she casually teased me.
When Xu Meng left, Tongtong had finished eating and was clearing the dishes. I heard Tongtong ask where I had gone, and Xu Meng replied that I had gone out to buy something, probably underwear for Tongtong. I could even picture Tongtong blushing when she heard those words.
"Clatter." A bowl or plate broke. Hearing the sound, I immediately realized Xu Meng had done it on purpose, creating an opportunity for me to hide in the guest room. So I tiptoed and successfully hid there, inwardly berating myself for creating an opportunity for my wife to be with another man.
I didn't dare open the door a crack, afraid of giving myself away. I could only faintly hear the conversation between two women, and occasional laughter. About ten minutes later, Tongtong went to the bathroom to shower, and Xu Meng came to the guest room to find me. Xu Meng, like a hungry wolf, pounced on me and dragged me to the bedside.
I said somewhat disgruntledly, "Xu Meng, why are you always so insatiable, wanting to devour every man you see?" Xu Meng immediately transformed, looking furious, pointing her finger at my nose: "You think I'm being nice to you? You think every man can kiss me? You're complaining even when he throws himself at you! If it weren't for Brother Wang telling me to treat you well, would I even bother? Hei Zi has been wanting me for ages, and I haven't even paid him any attention!" Her barrage of angry words really stunned me. But, it really was related to Brother Wang. Otherwise, why would Xu Meng be so proactive in provoking me? Obviously, Brother Wang's target was Tongtong!
Xu Meng's words confirmed my suspicions, but perhaps it was precisely Xu Meng's seduction of me just now that made me even more curious about whether Tongtong would fall for Brother Wang's trap. After much deliberation, I realized that Tongtong and Brother Wang hadn't interacted much, and although their interactions had been rather ambiguous, I figured things might change over time. At least today, Tongtong wouldn't do anything to betray me.
I decided to wait and see. Aside from wanting to confirm my feelings for Tongtong, I also felt a faint sense of anticipation.
Just as I was pondering how to appease the furious Xu Meng, Brother Wang returned. We heard him calling Xu Meng from inside the living room. Xu Meng hadn't locked the outer door.
Brother Wang's voice wasn't loud, and Tongtong, who was showering inside, certainly couldn't hear him. I suddenly realized that if Brother Wang mistook Xu Meng for Tongtong and barged in, Tongtong would be completely exposed!
While I was debating whether to reveal myself, Xu Meng quietly opened the door a crack, just enough to see into the bathroom. Sure enough, Brother Wang called Mei Ting again, and seeing no response, went to the bathroom.
My heart immediately raced, a fierce internal struggle raging within me. But since Tongtong was taking a shower, she'd surely locked the door.
Before my agitated heart could even calm down, I saw Brother Wang easily push the door open and go in.
I glared at Xu Meng, who was peeking through the crack in the door below me; I knew without asking that she was behind it. Just
as I was about to go out and stop it, Xu Meng said, "Do you think Tongtong will scream or just stay silent? The sliding door to the bathroom isn't locked, you know. Brother Wang just pulled it open." Time seemed to freeze; the scream I expected never came. My heart sank, but only my emotions sank; my heart pounded even harder.
I couldn't help but take out my phone and check the time. One minute, two minutes, five minutes passed, and still no movement. Only Xu Meng's mocking gaze remained. At that moment, I felt a surge of anger, but my heart ached.
Unable to bear Xu Meng's gaze, I ripped off her towel. He grabbed her and threw her onto the bed.
What does a man feel when he discovers his woman's infidelity for the first time? I think it's hard to describe in words. A bittersweet feeling, tinged with a hint of voyeuristic desire.
When I pounced on Xu Meng, I only wanted revenge, or perhaps to vent my frustrations on this woman. My soul, however, drifted out of the room, seemingly wanting to rush to the bathroom to see what was going on, repeatedly banging on the bathroom door. The separation of body and soul prevented me from calmly thinking; in my irrational state, I was simply performing the most instinctive actions on Xu Meng.
[The End]

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