The Troubles of a Health-Conscious Husband

Zhao Dafeng is 36 years old, in good health and spirits. He doesn't smoke,
drink or stay up late playing cards. He enjoys health and cultivates a refined lifestyle, but recently he's encountered a problem:
his wife, Tan Yan, is constantly picking on him. Tan Yan is 34 years old. While not a stunning
beauty , she's a charming and mature woman. The reason she frequently gets angry with Zhao Dafeng is
quite simple: he's never been very willing to have sex with her. They've been married for 10 years, and
the total number of times they've had sex is probably less than 600.

Zhao Dafeng isn't physically ill, but he has a psychological problem. His family has been health enthusiasts for three generations. From his
grandfather to him, they firmly believe that "one drop of semen is worth ten drops of blood," and that too much sex will damage one's health and even lead
to death. For the previous two generations, due to various reasons, less sex wasn't a big deal and didn't necessarily affect their relationship. However, Tan
Yan and Zhao Dafeng are both modern people, both college-educated, so disharmony in their sex life
is a serious matter. Tan Yan couldn't understand it. Other men were eagerly rushing to their wives, but he
was so calm.

What else could this be but a problem? Plus, women in their thirties and forties are said to be like wolves and tigers, making Tan Yan feel increasingly
aggrieved. Seeing Zhao Dafeng's perpetually aloof and detached demeanor only fueled her anger. Last week , one
morning, Zhao Dafeng was sound asleep when he suddenly felt someone naked climbing on him. He said, "
Stop it ," and turned over to sleep again. As he slept, he felt a cool sensation on his buttocks. Opening his eyes
, he saw Tan Yan, naked, pulling down his underwear. Zhao Dafeng sighed softly and asked, "Yan,
what are you doing so early in the morning?"

Tan Yan was still huddled under the covers, pulling down Zhao Dafeng's underwear, and casually patting his round buttocks a few
times. Actually, women also like men's bodies, especially a man's shapely buttocks. Tan Yan was itching to sleep, and
seeing Zhao Dafeng awake, she said, "Honey, I want it." Zhao Dafeng scratched his head, reached under the covers, and pushed Tan
Yan's hand away from his limp penis, saying, "Wife, go to sleep. If you're asleep, you won't want it anymore." Tan Yan had
already become aroused when she touched Zhao Dafeng earlier, and her crotch was wet. How could she possibly sleep at this point?

Tan Yan rubbed Zhao Dafeng's inner thigh with her fingertips and said, "Honey, let's not sleep. Let's
make love while no one's around." Zhao Dafeng hated the word "make love"; to him, it was like slow suicide.

Zhao Dafeng pushed Tan Yan's hand away and said, "Go to sleep. We'll make love in a couple of days." Tan Yan lightly
slapped Zhao Dafeng's buttocks, saying with dissatisfaction, "Two days, two days, you always say that."
Zhao Dafeng had no choice but to reply perfunctorily, "Good wife, I'll definitely keep my word this time. I'll
make love ."

Tan Yan was, after all, a woman, and with anger in her heart, she couldn't learn the man's way of forcing himself
on the situation. So, naked, she squeezed into Zhao Dafeng's arms, grabbed his hand, placed it on her breasts,
and started kneading them for him. While kneading, she imitated the low moans of Japanese porn actresses. Tan Yan
thought : I don't believe you won't get excited! Zhao Dafeng vaguely felt that the breast in his hand was getting softer and softer the more he squeezed it, and the more
he wanted to squeeze it. So he took the initiative to flick the hard nipple. When he flicked it, Tan Yan twisted
even more .

Her white buttocks rubbed against his soft penis, and it really made Zhao Dafeng get an erection. Zhao Dafeng was actually
in a daze at this point, vaguely feeling pleasure, so he didn't refuse. Tan Yan then grabbed Zhao Dafeng's hand
and placed it between her legs. Upon probing, she found that the vaginal fluid had flowed down her thighs, wetting her pubic hair. Tan Yan pried
one of Zhao Dafeng's fingers out and rubbed it back and forth on her clitoris. After only a few rubs, a tingling
pleasure filled her entire body, making her moans more seductive. Zhao Dafeng subconsciously pulled his
finger back forcefully,

touching the vaginal opening, clitoris, and labia. This action became the last
straw inner desires. Without warning, Tan Yan flipped Zhao Dafeng flat,
straddled him, and began to wiggle her hips. Zhao Dafeng's penis, which had been rubbed hard in his half-asleep state,
was perfectly positioned by Tan Yan, who grabbed it and aimed it at her vaginal opening. *Plop*, Tan Yan sat down heavily on his buttocks. Zhao Dafeng
was instantly awakened by the warm, wet flow on his penis—more of a startled awakening than a joyful one. He
looked at Tan Yan and said, "Get down."

Going up the mountain is easy, coming down is hard; inviting a god is easy, sending him away is hard. His wife's desire was aroused,
and instead of satisfying her, he wanted her to get down? Was that even possible? The fluid flowing from Tan Yan's vagina had soaked Zhao Dafeng's pubic hair;
imagine how thirsty she must be! Tan Yan's desire was already hard to quench, and hearing Zhao Dafeng say "get down" only
fueled it further, burning fiercely. Tan Yan spread her legs, squatted on Zhao Dafeng's lap, and tightly gripped
his penis with her vagina, then raised her white buttocks high and slammed them down. *Smack!* "Ah!" She
hadn't .

Tan Yan felt as if her vagina was on fire, and only Zhao Dafeng's penis could extinguish it. She
sat up, her buttocks slapping against her hips repeatedly. She kept shouting, "So good!" "Husband, fuck me!" "Husband
, fuck me harder!" But Zhao Dafeng wasn't going to put in any effort; her shouting was pointless. If it weren't for the genuine pleasure,
do you believe he'd pull his penis out? Zhao Dafeng was resisting Tan Yan while simultaneously resisting the pleasure. Zhao
Dafeng pleaded, "Wife, get down." Tan Yan said, "No." Not only did she not get down, but she deliberately
knelt on Zhao Dafeng's lap,

taking his entire penis into her vagina and swaying it back and forth. The previous pleasure had deepened gradually; now it was a combination of front
and back thrusts. In short, the sensation in her vagina could be summed up in one word: amazing. While swaying her white buttocks, Tan Yan
grabbed Zhao Dafeng's hand and pressed it against her breasts: "Hurry up and rub them!" Zhao Dafeng wasn't going to listen. Since he couldn't
pull his penis out or his hand out anyway, he simply closed his eyes and said, "Do whatever you want; I'm
not going to exert any effort." Tan Yan had no choice but to wiggle her hips while using her hand to guide Zhao Dafeng's
hand to rub her breasts.

Zhao Dafeng wasn't entirely without pleasure; he was, as mentioned before, resisting it. His penis was
painfully swollen, and he was contemplating the sounds of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, and the profound meaning of Buddhism. But whatever he was thinking about, soon
the image of Tan Yan swaying her breasts and hips in a wanton manner appeared on the screen. Zhao Dafeng sighed inwardly: "My self-control is still lacking."
Enough. So how did Dad and Grandpa deal with this kind of trouble? Actually, his dad and grandpa were a bit better than him
; at least they were enjoying themselves instead of thinking about useless things. But the problem was, they
never told Zhao Dafeng about it.

Tan Yan's buttocks twisted more and more vigorously, and her moans grew louder and louder. Even the two-year-old next door was woken up
and started crying loudly. Their bed creaked incessantly. When Tan Yan got tired of twisting, she lay on
top of Zhao Dafeng, her legs tightly closed, her vagina clamping around Zhao Dafeng's penis, and she started twisting her buttocks against him. This
time , the bent penis could feel the wetness of her vagina even more, and Zhao Dafeng couldn't help but groan from his nose.

Zhao Dafeng thought to himself: Maybe I should release this time; it's been three months since we last did it anyway. His hands
began to slowly wander over his wife's body.

Men are like that; you either let them never have a woman's flesh for the rest of their lives, or you never let them be deprived of
a woman 's flesh. Once you've tasted the pleasure, few can shamelessly say they wouldn't have bothered. Whether you do it or not isn't
up to you ; it's your penis that decides. Zhao Dafeng stroked Tan Yan's back, igniting his own desire
. They twisted their hips and intertwined for a while, but Zhao Dafeng wasn't satisfied, and Tan Yan regained her strength. Zhao
Dafeng flipped over and straddled Tan Yan. Tan Yan, seeing this golden opportunity,
quickly her legs around his waist.

Zhao Dafeng guided his penis in, guided by the glans. The wet heat inside her vagina sent waves of pleasure through him.

Zhao Dafeng arched his back and began thrusting in and out with a series of slapping sounds. His usual health and wellness practices
were proving invaluable. The more he thrust, the more he wanted to, and the harder he thrust. He pounded Tan Yan until she
felt like she was dying , her breasts flying everywhere. After over a hundred thrusts, he still couldn't ejaculate. Tan Yan was screaming
with pleasure, her buttocks trembling, her calves cramping. Even the cramps brought her pleasure; Tan Yan wished Zhao Dafeng
would thrust his penis inside her.

Zhao Dafeng, seeing Tan Yan's pained yet pleasurable expression, felt a sense of pride. It seemed his health regimen had
n't been in vain; at least in sex, he could easily make Tan Yan lie down. Zhao Dafeng asked, "Wife, didn't you want to
make love? Why do you look like that?" Tan Yan, with her eyes closed, said, "Husband, you...you let me
rest for a bit . You're too strong, I can't take it." Zhao Dafeng said, "You have to take it, why rest?" Then,
Zhao Dafeng thrust in and out another fifty or sixty times. Tan Yan was dizzy and disoriented, repeatedly shouting,
"You devil!" "Fuck me to death!"

"I don't want to live anymore!" "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Zhao Dafeng was currently both sexually aroused and
feeling that Tan Yan was overestimating herself. "If you don't have the skills, why are you even trying? I told you I wouldn't do it, but
you forced me. Fine, I did it, and now you're yelling about being on and off. I'll just finish it in one go and see
if you dare come here to chatter with me again." Tan Yan asked to rest for a while, but Zhao Dafeng refused
. He thrust his thick, sticky penis all the way in. Feeling he wasn't getting enough strength, he grabbed
Tan Yan's waist and lifted her up,

positioning her vagina in mid-air. Zhao Dafeng smeared some saliva on his penis. *Pfft*, he did an upside-down thrust.

Holding Tan Yan's two long, white legs, he thrust his penis inside her vagina. Tan Yan looked at her arched
body being intensely played with by Zhao Dafeng. She felt both happy and excited, her juices flowing freely.
A pair of white breasts bounced up and down on her chest, and she couldn't resist sticking out her tongue to lick them. Zhao Dafeng looked and exclaimed, "Damn! When did my
wife become so horny?" "Fine, since you want to be horny, I'll let you be horny to your heart's content." His large penis thrust left and right,
until Tan Yan's voice became hoarse from screaming.

The two made love for another 20 minutes, and Zhao Dafeng felt his penis couldn't take it anymore. His eyes reddened, and each thrust became
heavier and faster than the last. Tan Yan screamed, "Husband, I love you!" "Husband, I can't take it anymore!" until only "Ah ah" sounds
remained . After Zhao Dafeng thrust violently dozens of times, he also let out an "Ah!" and sent
thick streams of semen into Tan Yan's vagina, scalding her face with a blissful sensation. After ejaculating, Zhao Dafeng
pulled out his penis and rubbed it against Tan Yan's white buttocks, then hugged the trembling, panting Tan Yan and asked, "Wife,
are you satisfied now?" Tan Yan closed her eyes, panting, and nodded vigorously in satisfaction.

The two slept for a while longer before lazily getting up and going to work. Zhao Dafeng finally had a couple of days of peace and quiet. But
a week later, Tan Yan started pestering Zhao Dafeng again, wanting and wanting to do things with him. Zhao Dafeng threw down his health book and said angrily,
"Don't you have any scientific sense? Why is it that only oxen die from overwork and not fields are ruined?" Tan Yan hugged Zhao Dafeng and
chuckled, "Why do you think that is?" Zhao Dafeng replied with a look of indignation, "Because all
the essence that the oxen painstakingly accumulate is fed into the fields."

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