My beloved Mrs. Zhou

Around 2 a.m., after finishing his minibus ride, Chen Sheng and his fiancée, Wu Peifang, were having a heart-to-heart talk at a barbecue spot near the Shilibei Reservoir. Their wedding day was just a few days away. The dim streetlights illuminated them, and the moon was large and round in the sky. Suddenly, two men wielding knives appeared and robbed them of their belongings.
The taller robber tied Chen Sheng's hands behind his back, forced him to sit on the ground, and held a knife to his neck. The shorter robber pushed Wu Peifang down, stuck a knife in the grass, and began to strip her clothes off. Despite her struggles, her clothes were gradually removed. Chen Sheng tried to resist, but one of the robbers lightly slashed his neck, and he finally dared not move again.

Afang was quite attractive and tall. The short robber was on top of her, his mouth directly over her large breasts. Afang's breasts swayed violently as she struggled, which greatly excited the short robber. He sucked and gently bit them. Suddenly, he bit down hard, causing her to scream. At the same time, he spread her legs and forcefully shoved his thick, hard penis inside. Afang let out a virgin's scream, as pitiful as a pig being slaughtered in the middle of the night. The short robber was overjoyed. He leaned back, watching her struggle in fear, her large breasts swaying wildly. He was extremely excited. The short robber was about to ejaculate. He hurriedly grabbed her large breasts with both hands, laughing and shouting, "I'll crush you! I'll crush you!"

Hot semen rushed into Afang's body until the robber's hands went limp. When he let go, ten finger marks were left on her two large, white breasts. She was on the verge of death, and the thief's semen was flowing out of her lower body.

When the robber also wanted to enjoy himself, Chen Sheng could no longer endure it. He screamed, and the two robbers could only flee in panic.

Afang was in tears as she put her clothes back on. She untied Chen Sheng, and the two of them remained silent for a long time, as if it were the end of the world. Finally, he silently helped her to the parking lot and onto the minibus.

She only cried while the bus was driving, and Chen Sheng irritably yelled at her. Afang gave him a resentful look and took the initiative to propose annulment of the engagement. Chen Sheng thought for a long time before saying that he didn't mind, and that no one would know about it anyway.

Until their marriage, Chen Sheng was depressed and almost had several car accidents. The restaurant was packed with people on the night of the banquet, and everyone was in high spirits. Chen Sheng was also laughing and talking, and kept drinking. Afang kept stealing glances at him, feeling very uneasy. After the banquet, the two returned to their new home. It was a room in an old building, which they had rented in advance. They both took showers and changed into their pajamas. Afang lay down on the bed, but secretly kept an eye on her husband's movements.

Half-drunk, Chen Sheng lit a cigarette. He never dreamed that his wife would be raped, so that the wife he brought back was second-hand, and that he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

He was still willing to marry her, not on a whim, but as compensation for his inability to protect her. Besides, if he hadn't taken her to that kind of place, nothing would have happened, so he should take responsibility. Thinking of this, Chen Sheng had nothing to say. He closed the door and took off his own clothes first. Then he also undressed his wife and stripped her naked. Afang was secretly delighted; finally, the person she loved would possess her.

Chen Sheng gazed at her large, firm breasts, white with a hint of pink, her skin snow-white and delicate, her eyes round and large, clear and bright. Although she was only a saleswoman, with her looks, she could marry a manager-level man. Now that she had taken a liking to him, a nobody, he felt incredibly lucky.

Chen Sheng caressed her full breasts, and she grinned lewdly. As he kissed her breasts, her large breasts heaved, and she closed her eyes with a hint of shame. His penis grew larger, but as he smoothly inserted it into Afang's vagina, he suddenly remembered that it shouldn't have been so easy. His penis quickly shrank and went soft, never to become erect again.

Afang opened her eyes and, seeing him like this, felt both ashamed and fearful. She knew it was because he still remembered that incident.

As he turned off the light, she secretly wept. Chen Sheng lay on his back, trying hard not to think about his wife's rape, but to no avail. It seemed he would have to lie there silently on their wedding night until dawn.

Chen Sheng closed his eyes for a while, then suddenly thought of Mrs. Zhou, who lived next door. She was twenty-five years old, tall and beautiful, with a full bust and a large bottom, while Mr. Zhou was short and thin like Wu Dalang. She must be dissatisfied, she must be cheating on him. Perhaps he had drunk too much. Thinking about this, he fell asleep.

He seemed to wake up in the middle of the night and went to the bathroom. When he came out, he heard a woman moaning from the back room. He thought it must be Mrs. Zhou. Out of curiosity, he sneaked closer. The door was not closed, there was only a curtain, and the room was dimly lit. He peeked through the curtain and saw Mrs. Zhou lying alone on the bed, masturbating. Her pink nightgown was already unbuttoned. At this moment, she unhooked her bra and threw her breasts at him, startling him. Her two large, firm breasts, as big and huge as swollen footballs, startled him. She then took off her underwear and threw it at him, covering his head and face. He wanted to run away, but as if bewitched, he boldly stepped inside.

She laughed, "Come on, I'm Pan Jinlian, and you're Ximen Qing, come on up!"

So, in the shortest amount of time, he stripped himself naked, his powerful erection pointing skyward. As he pressed down on her, she actively moved upward to meet him, and his penis immediately entered her vagina. With her lewd laughter, her firm, football-like breasts swayed more than a dozen times. At this moment, Mrs. Zhou trembled all over like she was having a seizure, or as if she was unbearably itchy, her body twisting and turning. This excited him even more, and he thrust vigorously. Mrs. Zhou's whole body flushed red, and Chen Sheng gripped her two soft, white breasts tightly, thrusting forcefully. Her eyes smiled, her mouth smiled, her whole body smiled. As she sweated profusely, she hugged him tightly and cried out, and he was so excited he was about to ejaculate wildly into her.

Chen Sheng suddenly woke up; it was already three in the morning. He had just dreamt of making love with Mrs. Zhou and felt a little strange—why had he thought about her? He really needed to go to the bathroom. He went out the door and saw that Mrs. Zhou's bedroom door was tightly closed, and there was no sound; she must have been fast asleep. Returning from the

bathroom, Chen Sheng turned on the bedside lamp and saw his wife, naked and fast asleep, and he longed to make love to her. He had an idea: if he didn't have sex tonight, Afang might laugh at him. However, when he approached his naturally beautiful wife, he felt no impulse whatsoever, even though the short robber in his hallucination was sneering at him.

So, he imagined that the person lying on the bed wasn't Afang, but Mrs. Zhou. They were both equally tall, with firm, large breasts. He became excited, pressed down on her, and his thick penis thrust into her vagina. Afang woke up, surprised and delighted. She pretended to struggle, her wet mouth moving, filled with thirst. Her two firm, large breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, also filled with surprise. However, the short robber in his mind was sneering at him again, "You want secondhand goods too?"

Chen Sheng tried to banish the short robber from his mind, but the image of the short Mr. Zhou appeared instead. Mr. Zhou was furious and accused him of seducing his wife. Chen Sheng laughed loudly, "Your wife likes me? You're too short and thin, while I'm tall and handsome. Look at your wife's two big breasts tossing so high, she's clearly trying to seduce me, hahaha!"

He closed his eyes and thrust desperately, his hands tightly gripping the large breasts of the "Mrs. Zhou" in front of him, squeezing them so hard that Afang almost cried out. But soon she was moaning and sweating profusely. He released her grip and attacked with all his might, her large breasts burning towards him like flames. He looked at "Mrs. Zhou," and then saw that the Mr. Zhou in his illusion was actually the short robber, excitedly grabbing Mrs. Zhou's "large breasts," kissing her mouth wildly, and ejaculating frantically into her.

Afang clung tightly to her husband, falling into a satisfied sleep.

But after everything returned to reality, Chen Sheng couldn't sleep again. He got up to smoke; he was now very awake and in great pain. After all, his wife had been taken by someone else, and he could only look at the naked woman on the bed, her genitals dripping with his semen. But she wasn't Mrs. Zhou; she was his own wife, Afang. The scene of her being raped in the dead of night, her genitals dripping with semen, reappeared before him.

He was furious and tried to dispel the hallucinations, but an impulse to kill arose within him. He thought that if he simply pressed a soft pillow on her head, she would surely die in less than two minutes. He wept as he placed the soft pillow on his wife's face, intending to press down hard, when another scene appeared: he didn't have enough for the down payment on the minibus, and Ah Fang gave him all her savings of 100,000 yuan. Moved, he was about to write down the IOU when she said, "I'm practically yours now, why bother with these things?" Chen Sheng was shocked and immediately removed the soft pillow. He deeply loved Afang; how could he be so foolish as to want to kill her? However, the image of the short robber lived on in his heart, impossible to shake off. Two months passed. During these two months, every time Chen Sheng made love with his wife, he would turn off the lights, fantasizing that Afang was Mrs. Zhou, the short robber's wife, to make it happen. Only he and the Zhou family lived in this unit, but he never even greeted Mr. Zhou. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that Mr. Zhou was the short robber. However, Mr. Zhou was rarely home either, and now he hadn't been seen for a month.

He was furious and tried to dispel the hallucinations, but an impulse to kill arose within him. He thought that if he simply pressed a soft pillow on her head, she would surely die in less than two minutes. He wept as he placed the soft pillow on his wife's face, intending to press down hard, when another scene appeared: he didn't have enough for the down payment on the minibus, and Ah Fang gave him all her savings of 100,000 yuan. Moved, he was about to write down the IOU when she said, "I'm practically yours now, why bother with these things?" Chen Sheng was shocked and immediately removed the soft pillow. He deeply loved Afang; how could he be so foolish as to want to kill her? However, the image of the short robber lived on in his heart, impossible to shake off. Two months passed. During these two months, every time Chen Sheng made love with his wife, he would turn off the lights, fantasizing that Afang was Mrs. Zhou, the short robber's wife, to make it happen. Only he and the Zhou family lived in this unit, but he never even greeted Mr. Zhou. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that Mr. Zhou was the short robber. However, Mr. Zhou was rarely home either, and now he hadn't been seen for a month.

Chen Sheng recently started working the night shift, and he slept at home during the day, leaving the house mostly empty. Recently, the garment factory where Mrs. Zhou worked moved to mainland China, and she often stayed home during the day as well. Chen Sheng kept a close eye on Mrs. Zhou. She probably thought he was asleep, so she was very casual, changing clothes in her room and not even closing the door when she took a nap. He repeatedly spied on her while she changed clothes from a high stool. When he saw her large breasts twitching slightly, or her ample bosom rising and falling with her breathing, he felt an urge to rape her. Once, standing on a high spot, he saw Mrs. Zhou wearing a transparent pink nightgown, sleeping soundly in bed. Lying on her back, her large, white breasts rose and fell like two volcanoes about to erupt. 　　He sat in the living room smoking, the image of the short robber flashing through his mind again. He sneered at him, "Your wife is really something, I really want to do it again." The short robber turned around, and sure enough, it was Mr. Zhou. He gave him a cold laugh and then went into the back room. Chen Sheng was furious. He followed him into the room, but the short robber was gone. Mr. Zhou was gone, only Mrs. Zhou was sleeping on her back. A sense of revenge and lust burned within him. Looking at Mrs. Zhou's high breasts, he felt inexplicably excited.

He 　　immediately took off his clothes, and then carefully unbuttoned her clothes, parting her robe. Her large, white, pink breasts seemed to beckon to him. Especially those two red nipples, which immediately made his "cannon" stand erect. 　　He carefully removed her panties, but as he did so, Mrs. Zhou woke up. Seeing him, she screamed. He immediately pounced on her, pressing one hand to her mouth and the other to his penis, forcibly inserting it into her vagina. When it was fully inside, Mrs. Zhou trembled as if chilled, her face filled with fear and shame. 　　When he released her, Mrs. Zhou angrily shouted, "You beast! I'm going to accuse you of rape!" "Yes, I'm going to rape you!" He grabbed Mrs. Zhou's hands. She didn't scream, but struggled with all her might, causing her large breasts to bounce incessantly, like a wave of heat pressing down on him. He was filled with a mixture of guilt, tension, fear, ecstasy, unease, and impatience. He immediately bent down and suckled her large breasts. After sucking for a while, he gently bit her nipple. As she struggled, his penis grew harder and harder, until Mrs. Zhou was panting and blushing. Her hands gradually weakened, but she still resisted. She twisted her waist desperately, trying to avoid his penetration. 　　He kissed her small mouth, but she bit him. Enraged, he thrust in with all his might, penetrating her vagina, his hands playing with her large breasts. Her struggles lessened, but her breathing became rapid. Her pupils dilated, her face filled with shame; she could only close her eyes and remain motionless, letting him assault her. 　　The short robber reappeared before him, but Chen Sheng laughed inwardly, "You raped my wife, and I raped yours; we're even. Originally, I wanted to kill Afang, but I loved her too much. Now, I'm no longer afraid of your ridicule; I can make love with my wife openly and honestly." Mrs. Zhou was sweating profusely, biting her lip to stifle a moan, but her large breasts were held high, gripped tightly by him. Her lower abdomen involuntarily pressed against him. Each time she did, he pressed down forcefully and rotated her. Unwilling to moan, she bit her lip until it bled. As he rotated, Mrs. Zhou finally couldn't bear it any longer and, disregarding shame, kissed his lips wildly, while he continued to squeeze her large breasts. Amidst their panting breaths, he ejaculated. Mrs. Zhou shuddered violently; she clung to him tightly and closed her eyes. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto her lips, and a satisfied yet lewd smile appeared on her face. But after a while, Mrs. Zhou pushed Chen Sheng away and quickly put her clothes back on. She ran to the bathroom. 　　Chen Sheng sat there for a while, then got dressed and went downstairs. He went to the department store to pick up his wife and asked her to take half a day off. Then, he took Afang to rent a room in Jiunengtang. Although she was a little strange, she was happy that her husband had gotten rid of his shadow. The two played in the bathtub, and Chen Sheng kissed his wife passionately, saying, "I love you, I will always love you." When Chen Sheng dried his wife's body with a towel, he noticed that her breasts were even larger and incredibly elastic. She felt weak from his caresses and couldn't move. He carried her to the bed and stroked her genitals, discovering that her vaginal fluids had already flowed out. He kissed her, touching and kissing her entire body. At that moment, her whole body was burning, like a hot iron plate. She smiled seductively, her eyes alluring, as if saying, "Hurry up and put it in, I can't hold back anymore!" 　　He told Afang that on their wedding night, he almost killed her while she slept. But she refused to believe him, thinking he was just creating arousal. 　　The two entangled in bed for over ten minutes. Afang freed herself from him, straddling him, opening her vulva wide, swallowing his penis, frantically thrusting in and out, wildly tossing her large breasts, spraying the sweat from them onto his body and into his mouth. He tried to reach out and grab her breasts, but because of his fullness... She couldn't hold on to the sweat. He simply got up, stood by the bed, lifted her thighs, and thrust his penis deep into her vagina. 　　He held her thighs and threw her forcefully. Her two large breasts rolled like giant waves as he continued to thrust wildly, making her scream. Finally, he lay on top of her, and she hugged him tightly. Both of them were panting, yet they were still kissing passionately. Afang's heart was pounding rapidly, as if it were two hundred beats per second. He was experiencing a pleasure and ecstasy he had never felt before. At the same time, he was thinking that even if they died together in this happiest moment, it wouldn't matter. "Brother Sheng, you don't need to drive the minibus tonight." 　　"I'm resting tonight. I've made arrangements, Afang. If anything happens to me, you can sell the minibus for me." “ 　　Why would you get into trouble if you bought a minibus?” she asked anxiously. 　　“I only mean if. Sigh, if I hadn’t done that, the demon in my heart wouldn’t have left. Now it’s finally gone. Even if I go to jail, it’s worth it.” 　　“What are you talking about? I don’t understand at all.” 　　“I raped Mrs. Zhou.” Chen Sheng stopped talking and hugged his wife, wanting to sleep. 　　A-Fang already understood. She quietly got up, put on her clothes, and hurriedly returned to her place. She knocked on Mrs. Zhou’s door, and before she could even ask a question, Mrs. Zhou had already tearfully told her everything that had just happened. 　　A-Fang quickly told her about her and Chen Sheng’s experience and begged her not to call the police. 　　Mrs. Zhou said, “When you were robbed that time, what did you lose?” 　　A-Fang said, “Not much money, but the robbers even took the engagement ring that Chen Sheng gave me.” 　　Mrs. Zhou asked, “What did it look like?”

Afang pointed to the ring on her hand and said, "It's like this. My husband bought me another one."

Mrs. Zhou examined the ring carefully and said, "Do you also suspect that A-Zhou is the robber who raped you?"

Afang smiled and said, "No, that's not true. Even my husband doesn't believe it. He only hurt you to get rid of his inner demons. I hope you can forgive us. We're newly married. If anything happens to him, I'll be in big trouble."

Mrs. Zhou said, "I'm willing not to call the police, but I'll just let your husband bully me for nothing."

Afang said, "Let's think of a way." "I'll make it up to you,"

Mrs. Zhou said with a smile. "Ah Fang, you're a victim yourself. How can you make it up to you?"

Ah Fang was speechless. Mrs. Zhou continued, "Ah Fang, you keep pleading for your husband. Aren't you jealous that he slept with me?"

Ah Fang replied, "What woman doesn't mind her husband sleeping with another woman? But since it happened, there's nothing I can do. I can't blame him, and I certainly can't blame you. It's all the fault of that despicable robber."

Just then, the phone rang in the living room. Ah Fang answered it. It was Chen Sheng calling back. Knowing Ah Fang was home, he said he would be right back and then hung up.

Ah Fang continued to beg Mrs. Zhou not to call the police. Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "Let's talk about it when your husband gets back."

When Chen Sheng returned home, he saw his wife still in Mrs. Zhou's room and called her out.

A-Fang said, "Come in quickly and apologize to Mrs. Zhou. I've already said everything."

Chen Sheng scratched his head and said, "I deserve to die, but even if Mrs. Zhou wants to call the police, I don't think I did anything wrong, because that's the only thing I did; otherwise, I'd be a lunatic."

Mrs. Zhou said, "You men are so stubborn. It's so hard for us women to suffer. But at least you didn't do anything wrong this time."

As she spoke, Mrs. Zhou took out a ring and handed it to A-Fang, saying, "Take a look. Isn't this your husband's engagement ring?" "Where's the love token?"

Afang looked closely and exclaimed, "Oh, it looks like this ring, Mrs. Zhou, how come it's with you?"

Mrs. Zhou said, "A-Zhou is the man who bullied you, but he's been arrested by the police for his heinous crimes.

This time he committed a serious crime, and it looks like he'll be serving ten or eight years. Considering we were husband and wife, it's my turn to ask you not to sue him anymore, otherwise he'll be punished even more severely."

Chen Sheng said, "What happened? Actually, we couldn't see the robber's face at all that time."

"So, the net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it. A-Zhou deserves his punishment. It's just that women like Afang and I have to suffer the rape of you brutes." As Mrs. Zhou spoke, she opened her blouse, revealing her large breasts, which were red and blue from Chen Sheng's pinching.

Chen Sheng said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Zhou."

Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "What's the use of saying sorry? It's all in the past. I only hope you won't add another charge against Zhou. I know that taking Fang's virginity is an unforgivable crime, but since you think you can get compensation from me, I won't mind letting you rape me a few more times."

Chen Sheng shook his head and said, "Now, if you want me to rape you, I..." "I can't do it anymore,"

Afang said. "To be honest, I'm really unwilling to let that despicable man get away with it. But, Mrs. Zhou, you're practically our friend now. How about this? I'll allow my husband to continue raping our enemy's wife to vent our hatred. But he's not allowed to damage her breasts again, because I've suffered from that before. Mrs. Zhou, do you agree?"

Mrs. Zhou's face turned as red as a boiled crab shell. She said, "Chen Sheng, you're so lucky to have married such a wonderful wife. You're incredibly fortunate."

Chen Sheng said, "You two women are talking back and forth. I don't know what to do anymore."

Afang laughed and said, "What do you mean you don't know what to do? Of course you can't do it secretly with her. If you want to do it with her, you have to do it in front of me."

Mrs. Zhou whispered, "Then, when he's with you, can I be there?"

Afang suddenly blushed as well. Chen Sheng said, "Let's not talk about this now, let's go downstairs and have a good meal."

That day, although Chen Sheng had already used himself on the two women twice, he still couldn't resist taking revenge that night. He first stripped Mrs. Zhou naked, then spread her legs and began thrusting. When he touched her breasts, she winced and cried out in pain. Then, Afang volunteered to let him touch her breasts. Later, even her genitals were hurt. She retreated behind the bed to watch Afang and Chen Sheng's passionate encounter.

From then on, the three lived harmoniously in this small unit of the old building. As for the two robbers, the taller one had been killed by the police for resisting arrest, and the shorter one, Mrs. Zhou's husband, was crippled and had to serve ten years in prison. When he learned that his wife had been taken into custody by Chen Sheng in an attempt to reduce his sentence, he sighed "retribution" and soon died in prison.

As for Mrs. Zhou, because she got along well with Afang, they continued to live with Chen Sheng.

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