Don't say you love me with a mouth that's been sucking someone else's penis.

The sky was clear and cloudless.
Another beautiful day. Everyone who should be out has come out, even the snakes and rats that shouldn't be are showing their faces!
What a wonderful day! Good weather naturally lifts the spirits.
"The wind blows the willows, swish, swish, swish;
the river flows, splash, splash;
whose husband is so busy,
so very busy? He's going home
, dressed in casual clothes
, wearing old-fashioned shoes
, roses and a necklace presented to him by his wife,
a chicken in his left hand
, a duck in his right
, going home to make a chubby baby, oh
dear, oh dear…"
Leaving the fruit and vegetable market, I hummed a completely altered version of the old tune "Going Home," striding towards my car—a silver BMW (a gift from my wife, aren't you envious?). I opened the trunk and put down the fruits and vegetables I had just bought. Turning around, I got in and drove towards our revolutionary base—my wife and I's cozy little villa.
My body was driving, but my heart had already flown back to our big bed in the bedroom. Was the car driving me? Or was I driving? No time to think about it. "eager to return home" best describes my current mood.
Why? Why?
That's a secret… but it doesn't matter if I say it—I have a beautiful wife waiting to be tended, how could I not be eager to return?
Let me take this opportunity to introduce myself.
My name is Fang Tai. I wouldn't call myself handsome, but I'm of average height, 183 cm, neither fat nor thin, with a rather weathered face—in other words, a very mature face. I have some money, not much, less than Bill Gates of Microsoft. I know a bit of kung fu; with my lewd, breast-grabbing hands and my lewd, groin-kissing legs, even a hundred or so men couldn't get close.
I have some connections; my father is a reclusive, almost hermit-level boss. I'm a bit cunning, always keeping things hidden, and I love playing dumb to outsmart others—a master of pretense. In short: "Deeply hidden, utterly pretentious!"
Anyway, right now, besides my appearance, my wife knows nothing else about me.
Hehe, these are all things I'm proud of.
Unassuming and low-key, yet still loved and cared for. How could one not be smug?
With power, influence, and money, one might seek someone who doesn't crave power, influence, or money. I've found her, how could I not be smug?
No effort at work, no hardship at home. I can laze around all day, a parasite at my wife's company, living a life of unbridled comfort.
How could I not be smug?
What is a state of being? This is a state of being! Showing off! And when you show off, do it right! This is truly extraordinary success!
What? My wife?
Heh, Xu Ruyan—the boss of a multinational corporation. A renowned modern businesswoman in China, possessing both wisdom and beauty.
A strong woman! How could she not be strong in her career?
At 24, she earned two doctorates from Harvard University. After returning from her studies, she embarked on her entrepreneurial journey, and within a year, her company's assets miraculously reached tens of millions. At 25, she took over her father's group, immediately launching sweeping reforms to eliminate the old and establish the new. After two years of hard work, she transformed a once stagnant and outdated group into a thriving and healthy enterprise, giving it a second spring. At just 27 years old, she has become a recognized powerhouse in the city! A true embodiment of the saying "women are not inferior to men!"
What? Success and looks are inversely proportional? No, no, no!
How to put it? Let's describe her like this: she's roughly a little plumper than Yang Guifei, a little thinner than Zhao Feiyan, a little more fragrant than Xi Shi, and a little more beautiful than Diao Chan! 172cm tall, 38E breasts, incredibly fair skin, an S-shaped figure…
the only downside is that she attracts too much attention, potentially causing traffic hazards!
To describe her beauty in detail would require tens of thousands of words. So let's not ramble on; simply put:
from top to bottom, she's breathtakingly beautiful!
What? You insist I explain just how beautiful Ru Yan is?
Well… I'm speechless… I admit I'm at a loss for words! Please let me off the hook, stop interrogating me!
What? You have to tell me! Well, then I can only tell you this:
How beautiful? More beautiful than the cuckolded wife in those novels.
How good? More good than the cuckolded wife in those novels.
How glamorous? More glamorous than the cuckolded wife in those novels.
How alluring? More alluring than the cuckolded wife in those novels.
How…
is this ever going to end? You can just imagine it yourself, dear reader. She absolutely meets all the criteria for your ideal woman—internationally recognized, 3C certified!
Perfect? Well… let's forget about that. Nobody's perfect! Everyone has flaws.
Actually, she has a significant flaw—her self-care ability can only be described as "idiotic"!
Perhaps only her "specialty" scrambled eggs won't make me vomit and have diarrhea afterward, unlike her other dishes… How pathetic!
But, let's allow her this little imperfection! Anyway, I never expected her to be as skillful as a virtuous wife and loving mother; after all, she's a strong woman.
Of course, precisely because she's such a fast-paced, strong woman, she might be a little less caring, a little less affectionate, a little colder in personality, and a little less romantic in handling situations…
Thankfully, she's changed a lot since we first met. At least now she knows to occasionally buy me a new outfit, occasionally act a little coquettish, and occasionally add a touch of romance.
Isn't everything moving in a positive direction?
How could a highly intelligent woman have poor learning abilities?
A happy future is something to look forward to!
What? Sexual happiness? No, I meant happiness. Ah! Not happiness, but sexual happiness!
So you're not interested in all this miscellaneous information! You're only interested in our sex life!
Ha, do you even need to ask? Our sex life was absolutely fantastic, incredibly harmonious… (After saying that, I squatted in the corner, drawing circles on the ground with a small twig…)
“Sex life” is a branch of “life,” so it’s inevitable that she, being a complete novice in life, is somewhat lacking in this area… But I understand that Rome wasn’t built in a day.
Therefore, education must start from childhood. From the very beginning of our marriage, I had a strong confidence in turning her into a bedroom slut. With my 23-centimeter-long, forearm-thick penis (Dust in Dust: Faint! Is that a beer bottle or a club? Even black people don’t have that big… Damn! —cartelo998: It’s good to have different opinions on articles, but reading novels is mainly for entertainment; remember not to confuse them with reality~ Thank you), and the stamina that lasts at least half an hour each time, I’ve always managed to subdue her completely.
“Shame leads to courage,” and with her strong-willed competitive spirit, she has no choice but to “study hard and improve every day.” The tragic reality of repeated defeats left her with only one path: "Strive to improve professional knowledge and diligently study professional skills!"
As expected, after a long period of "training" after marriage, Ruyan finally improved. At least, in bed, she finally understood
the principle: "There's no retreat, so there's no need to retreat further." "Attack is the best defense." She began to actively and passionately respond, and finally agreed to give me oral sex (learning another skill opens up more employment opportunities). You should know that initially, apart from the normal position and passively receiving penetration, she knew nothing else and refused to accept anything else... Sometimes, thinking about taking that step, how much sweat and semen she expended!
I think you, reading this, must be wondering, how could a woman like Ruyan, with flaws in life skills, end up with a pretentious man like me?
Yes, why is that?
Sometimes, even I find it unbelievable, like a pipe dream. But actually, it wasn't like a dream at all; rather, our union was based on an extremely clichéd plot from a novel: I'm a successful man, very rich, doing very well abroad, and upon returning home, my family arranged our marriage; my wife is stunningly beautiful. However, two people with an engagement but no feelings for each other initially refused, only entering into a fake marriage to avoid disobeying their parents. Later, a series of events unfolded, leading to a gradual development of feelings, increasing attraction, and eventual marriage.
Hehe, super melodramatic, right? This kind of plot has been overused on certain websites since "My Wife Fell in Love with Me."
But unfortunately, this is the story between me and Ruyan.
However, unlike those novels: even after we were truly together, I still maintained a facade, though I didn't have as many beautiful concubines as the protagonists in those novels.
Why maintain a facade? It's my hobby!
Why no other women? I don't want to!
(A barrage of rotten eggs, tomatoes, and bricks rains down!)
Actually, it's not that I'm inherently "cheap," but because of a stupid family rule—no revealing one's identity before 30 (a bullshit rule), thus forcing me to maintain a facade, sigh… Besides, I'm not a promiscuous person, so I have no potential to be a "stud." It's just my personality, I have no choice! (Damn! They're up to it again!)
But thankfully, I'll be 30 in a few days, and I won't have to hide it anymore. To be honest, having to constantly conceal things from your loved one is really tough!
There are definitely many memorable moments in the years I've been married to Ruyan.
Our first date; our first hug; our first kiss; our first caress; our first time making love… And now, talking about it brings back my sweetest memory.
What memory? Hehe, losing my
virginity! That night, looking at Ruyan leaning against me, her intoxicatingly beautiful face flushed crimson, her half-open lips alluring. I couldn't resist leaning in and biting her lips. Ruyan let out a soft "hmm," seemingly trying to pull away, but then bravely bit back. Biting and biting, our four lips were tightly intertwined.
Then, our tongues began another battle, our tongues locked together, fighting and vying, advancing and retreating. We exchanged saliva, tasting each other's flavors. I didn't know what I tasted like, but I knew Ruyan was incredibly fragrant…
“I can't get enough of her, I can't finish her!”
After a short while of this tongue-twisting exchange, I felt the need to “shift positions and bloom in multiple directions!”
to claim more victories from the “enemy. ”
So my hands began to move involuntarily, one climbing upwards, the other exploring downwards. They headed towards Mount Everest (Nipple Mountain) and the Mariana Trench (Skin Trench). My left hand successfully climbed to the top first, reaching the summit of Mount Everest, which was so large that it couldn't be covered by my entire palm. I directly pinched the tiny bud at the peak. It was hard and small, standing out prominently among the plump and soft flesh, making me grab and grab it again and again, knead and rub it, pinch and squeeze it, constantly changing the shape of the breast.
Under my assault, Ruyan's originally stiff body became softer and softer, and her shy face became increasingly red.
While the left hand triumphantly celebrated, the right hand was not to be outdone, shouting resounding slogans: "(We are pests, we are pests, wrong, wrong, wrong, let's try again!) We are the main force, we are the main force, the finger of justice, the finger of justice, we must occupy the vagina, occupy it!" High-spirited and undaunted by hardship, they forged ahead, crossing mountains and plains, venturing into basins, following streams, and finally penetrating the tiger's den.
The moment it penetrated the trench, a silent cry rang out: "In! In! In! The right middle finger has done it! The right middle finger has done it! Don't give those pubic hairs any chance! The great right middle finger, it inherits the glorious tradition of the entire motherland. Dust in Dust, Sun in Moon, cartelo998, and River Wind are possessed by its spirit at this moment. The right middle finger, a single finger, represents the long history and tradition of penetration in our country. At this moment, it is not just a finger fighting, it is not just a finger!
It has not disappointed the expectations of the lewd people of the motherland. This penetration is an absolute theoretical kill, an absolute conquest. I have entered the vagina! Victory belongs to me, to Dust in Dust, to Sun in Moon, to cartelo998, to River Wind, to CCTV, to all those who love the cause of lewdness."
I worked from top to bottom, thrusting left and right. Ru Yan was panting heavily, her hands exhausted, covering herself up but not down, the position constantly changing hands. In the end, she could only accept her fate and give up resistance. Why didn't you do this sooner? Buddha taught us, "Lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." The Party and the State have also long ago taught us to treat prisoners of war well: "Give up resistance, surrender and you will not be killed!" Comrade Xu Ruyan, you must thoroughly understand Buddha's teachings and respond to the government's call. Be a good young person of the new era with "four qualities"!
That's how you behave! Hehe, my little beauty, I will treat you well.
Haha! In this favorable situation with no resistance, I swiftly dismantled the obstacles on the "enemy's" body. My speed was so fast that even a "Scud" missile couldn't keep up.
I used a shameless act that even the most vicious robbers would despise (they at least know to leave the "fat sheep"
a pair of underwear. But I didn't even leave Comrade Xu Ruyan any underwear), stripping her naked like a newborn baby.
I admired that smooth body that would make impotent men, blind men open their eyes, the dead come back to life, and even eunuchs grow penises. I had no choice but to resort to my weapon: "Big, big, big; thick, thick, thick; burst, burst, burst again." I kept going until I reached the highest heavens, finally smashing the Queen Mother's little chrysanthemum (Jade Emperor, slip of the tongue, please forgive me)...
The massive weapon made Comrade Ruyan a little scared, and she started to hesitate and push me away again. She squeezed her legs together, covering her peach blossom cave so I wouldn't see. This silly, naive behavior annoyed, angered, and displeased me.
Luckily, I remembered that my kindergarten teacher had taught us that we must sweep away class enemies like autumn leaves, and heal comrades like the sick and save them. I'm a good child, so I obediently followed my teacher's teachings, sweeping away like autumn leaves to heal Comrade Ruyan. In the midst
of this struggle, I finally understood that "women are all soft persimmons" was a lie, and the liar who said that should be drowned in a pig cage, burned alive, castrated first, then sliced into a thousand pieces, and torn apart by five horses.
Thankfully, after much effort and enduring the torment of Newton's Third Law of Motion, I finally separated Comrade Ruyan's legs, revealing to me that small space that has since inspired countless men to bow down and die for it—a babbling brook path, delicate pink butterflies.
Ah… At this moment, I finally understand the lewd thoughts of King Zhou of Shang, the wise ruler of the Shang Dynasty; the base spirit of King You of Zhou, the enlightened monarch of the Zhou Dynasty; and the wanton behavior of Emperor Yang of Sui, the idol of the Sui Dynasty. For this cunt, it's worth it, absolutely worth it!
A very Dickensian quote comes to mind: "Everything for fucking, everything for fucking, everything for fucking."
(Li Bai, Du Fu, and Bai Juyi are on par with me at this moment…)
Gazing at the magnificent Water Curtain Cave, I lost the ability to think, wanting only to immediately plunge into it. So my thick penis forced open the narrow entrance, broke through layers of blockages, and plunged straight into the Central Plains, arriving in one step. Yes, first come, first served. Rather than wasting time talking and thinking, it's better to eat the meat first. I, the one fucking, am laughing; let future generations cry.
There's no gentle tenderness like Dust in Dust, no wicked evil like Sun and Moon, and no nagging chatter like Cartelo9 98. With one stroke, he pierced through the thin membrane that had symbolized chastity for 26 years—the hymen, as it's commonly known.
This is what it means to be a decisive man.
Haha, it reminds me of those novels and TV dramas where the male protagonist has to drug the woman first, then tease her for an hour or two, then patiently listen to her scolding, and only when the male protagonist arrives to "rescue the beauty" does he finally get on her. Then, without even having sex with her, she becomes the male protagonist's stepping stone to "rescue the beauty." She becomes the mastermind behind the adulterous couple's lovemaking. She can't even complete the noble act of "dying under the peony flower." She can only watch the adulterous couple's intimacy from the sidelines, or in the underworld, suffering immense pain.
Or, like in the novel, they clearly love each other but insist on the bullshit of "saving their first time for their wedding night," only to have the beasts drink the first sip and then regret and be filled with resentment.
Compared to the tragic scenarios mentioned above, my approach is the most, most, most correct one. Forget everything else, just do it. Leave the pain to others, keep the pleasure for yourself. Let all the damn pain and frustration die far away.
"The spring night is long,
everywhere birds are chirping,
the wind and rain have been blowing all day,
how many red petals have fallen?"
The teacher said that we must carefully and diligently record every stroke of the literary authors' works, but those mediocre people always remember, write, and transmit them incorrectly.
Fortunately, tonight, the great me has exonerated the wronged Comrade Meng Haoran and restored his innocence.
Classmates, thank me, worship me! (Damn! Who threw rotten eggs at me? I said, no rotten eggs, only golden eggs! I am 951, golden eggs, fire at me... ah...)
Okay, everyone, stop spitting out the jokes, that day was indeed very sweet. It is the sweetest memory of my life.

*** *** *** ***

That night, in the bedroom, we, who were in love, embraced each other tightly.
I gently lifted her pretty face, smiled tenderly, and slowly brought my lips to hers.
Ruyan unconsciously closed her eyes, parting her cherry lips to let my tongue explore them. The moment my lips touched hers, she trembled violently as if struck by lightning.
After a moment, as if a different kind of stimulation surged into her mind, she suddenly lost all strength. Her hands clung to my neck, her body slowly slumped down, only her red lips still responding passionately to my deep affection.
Our tongues intertwined intimately, rubbing, circling, and greedily swallowing each other's saliva.
As the kiss deepened, I released her face, quietly slipping my hands under her clothes and climbing up her heaving breasts.
Ruyan let out a soft moan, leaning limply against my chest, her pretty face already flushed like a ripe apple, as if she were drooling.
Her pale purple nightgown, one shoulder strap somehow slipped down to her wrist, but the woman already aroused seemed oblivious…
Through her black lace bra, I gently kneaded her large, barely concealed breasts. With each kneading, the snow-white, plump flesh peeked out from between my fingers, and her breasts were constantly being reshaped, undoubtedly giving me immense stimulation.
My fully erect penis was now trembling, rubbing against her vulva through the nightgown, working in tandem with my large hand to tease this alluring little beauty. The heavy breathing
, the rustling sounds of our bodies rubbing together, the occasional muffled moan from Ruyan
, and her ever-present intoxicating fragrance filled the room with a mesmerizing, ambiguous atmosphere, like an aphrodisiac catalyzing our connection.
In no time, I could no longer suppress the lust burning within me. So I gently pushed Ruyan's body away, lifted her arms high, and pulled off her sexy nightgown. Then, I casually untied the bindings on her chest, and instantly, two large, white mounds of flesh, like adorable white rabbits, bounced out, swaying incessantly before my eyes…
Her
breasts were exquisite—round and white like jade, like a pair of semi-circular snowballs, with two bright red nipples on their high peaks, like ripe cherries, beautiful and alluring…
During this process, her seductive eyes watched me undress. Her pretty face was filled with an expression that seemed both resentful and shy, yet she offered no resistance whatsoever…
I gazed at the sexy body before me, unable to control myself for a long time, my breathing becoming increasingly heavy!
But at this moment, Ruyan seemed to sense my increasingly hot and aggressive gaze, opened her slightly closed eyes, and gave me a reproachful glare. As if only now realizing that she had just exposed herself, she shyly covered her snow-white breasts.
Her hands were small, but her breasts were large, barely covering the peaks of her breasts. Most of her fair flesh was outside her palms, making them appear even fuller and more alluring.
Perhaps this was the allure of "half-hidden beauty, like a pipa player holding a veil"...
I was instantly captivated, swallowing hard, my mind blank.
Utterly embarrassed, Ruyan suddenly pushed me away from my dazed state, quickly escaped to the bed, turned her back to me, and burrowed under the covers, leaving only her long black hair sticking out.
Seeing this, I immediately snapped out of my daze, inwardly cursing myself for acting like a child who had never seen a woman's body before. I swiftly removed all my clothes until I was completely naked, following closely behind her. Reaching the bed, I yanked back the covers, and amidst Ruyan's startled cry of "Ah...", pounced on her like a hungry wolf...
On the bed, we continued our passion, which had been interrupted, kissing passionately, the sounds of our kisses echoing.
Two bright red, moist tongues intertwined, exchanging flavors.
One hand caressed Ruyan's slender waist, while the other roamed over her breasts, which were too large to fully grasp. My outstretched fingers occasionally dug deep into her beautiful flesh, savoring its exceptional elasticity and softness.
Ruyan was aroused, her eyes glazed over. She gently tugged at my hair with her delicate fingers. This tugging caused me no pain, but rather a pleasant, ticklish sensation. With my caresses, her body trembled as before.
Gradually, I became dissatisfied with merely a wet, passionate kiss. My lips slowly parted from her alluring lips, tracing a path down her jade-like neck, stopping at the tip of her snow-white peak—a small patch of rosy blush.
I greedily sucked on the faint scent of her breasts, like drinking the finest wine, smooth and sweet, intoxicatingly delicious.
My mouth was moving, but my hands weren't idle either. Unconsciously, they each pressed against her full breasts, once again feeling their unparalleled elasticity and softness… The overwhelming fullness stirred a tingling pleasure within me.
As she writhed restlessly, her breasts rippled, yet always maintained their upright, skyward-pointing shape; and with my caresses, her beautiful breasts constantly changed shape, but always quickly returned to their original form. The deep cleavage, wide enough to fit a finger, clearly separated her two snow-white breasts.
Super good…
I was intoxicated…
The relentless, repeated "sucking and stroking" of her sensitive spots caused an intense itch that reached her very core, making her giggle softly, "Giggle… um… it's so itchy, Tai, don't… don't do this."
With each giggle, her body trembled. A pair of small hands pressed against the back of my head. She tried to push them away, but couldn't muster the strength. Soon, she could only emit muffled, seductive moans through her nose, her small mouth slightly open as if something was blocking her throat, her breath coming in gasps…
I greedily played with those beautiful breasts, the feeling making me reluctant to leave. But suddenly I remembered that there was one last dangerous place waiting for my conquest, so I moved one hand away from the high ground and quietly reached towards that most mysterious paradise.
There, like smoke, was protected by a very tempting pair of silk panties. The feeling of the silk against my skin made me feel a trembling, tight tension. Just touching it like this made me feel like my mind was completely disoriented.
Hmm, it's really smooth, and it seems… a little sticky too.
I first stroked it through the panties for a while, then parted a corner of the silk panties and probed inside.
Wet, really wet.
Underneath the soft hair, it was wet and warm. I found a tightly closed cave between the two soft flesh, and with great effort, my middle finger finally entered.
Tight, really tight.
A ring of tender flesh tightly gripped my middle finger, leaving no gap. This made my movements difficult.
As my fingers moved faster and faster, Ruyan couldn't help but moan loudly. Her hands pressed my head firmly against her ample breasts.
My head was forced into her cleavage, making it almost impossible to breathe, almost suffocating me. But it was truly blissful, worth it…
I struggled to lift my head, breaking free from Ruyan's grasp. Looking up, I saw her face flushed, her eyes alluring.
Feeling the pressure on her chest ease, Ruyan opened her eyes with a hint of disappointment, only to meet my burning gaze again. Our eyes met, and she couldn't help but feel shy again, letting out a soft moan and quickly covering her face with her hands.
"Wife, don't be shy," I kissed the chubby little hand covering her face, and whispered in her jade-like earlobe, "Yan, your panties are wet, let me help you take them off."
Without waiting for her further bashfulness, I shifted my body and looked towards that alluring triangle.
As I slowly approached, the beauty of that mysterious place was immediately revealed!
Between her two straight, jade-like legs, the black silk panties were very smooth, and because of the overflowing honey-like fluid inside, a long, wet stain was imprinted on the fabric. I could even vaguely see a small patch of dark, vegetal-like hair on that protrusion. The hair was very soft, not stubbornly extending through the panties.
I spread Ruyan's left leg apart with one hand, and with the other hand, I tremblingly reached down to that sexy area, lightly brushing around the panties.
"Hehe...don't touch, it's...it's so itchy..." Ruyan couldn't help but giggle.
So smooth! Not only were her panties smooth, but every inch of her skin was exceptionally smooth, like jade, with an incredibly soft and pleasant feel to the touch…
I stroked her smooth, plump thighs along her buttocks, then leaned forward slightly, lifting her full buttocks, and slowly pulled down her lace panties, tossing them aside.
That mysterious area was finally fully revealed before my eyes: a soft patch of grass on the raised mound, and a babbling brook outside the dazzling red valley.
A virgin butterfly? I was instantly stunned…
A soft patch of grass on the raised mound, and a babbling brook outside the dazzling red valley.
It truly resembled a beautiful little butterfly; her two thick, juicy, pink labia were like the butterfly's beautiful wings, fluttering as if about to take flight with the trembling of her body.
Beautiful, exquisitely beautiful.
I licked my dry lips, then suddenly lowered my head and fiercely pressed my lips against the little red butterfly, causing Ruyan to stiffen abruptly, her delicate body trembling violently, and she let out a muffled moan.
The faint, fishy smell in my mouth, the delicate fragrance of virginity in my nose—all deeply stimulated my sex glands. I extended my long tongue, like a serpent, frantically sweeping, sucking, and thrusting inside and outside the little red butterfly. My thick penis throbbed accordingly, seemingly eager to explore and release its pent-up desires.
Ruyan grew increasingly excited and agitated; this immense sensory stimulation made her completely lose herself, only able to moan loudly, "Mmm...ahhh..." Finally, with an extremely high-pitched "Ah..." her upper body began to tremble violently, while her lower body suddenly stiffened and straightened, her vaginal fluids gushing out like a tidal wave, filling my mouth completely.
After a while, her whole body slowly went limp, flushed crimson, her eyes glazed and half-closed, her breathing labored!
A virgin's first period (first orgasm), the sensation was truly exquisite… I lifted myself up, and under Ruyan's gaze, slowly swallowed the sweet liquid, a trickle of fluid secretly running down my cheek from the corner of my mouth.
Seeing my gentle, unperturbed actions, Ruyan's eyes were filled with shyness, yet also with a tender, watery affection.
Once Ruyan's breathing had calmed, I lifted her firm, fleshy legs, raised my massive member, and slowly pressed it against her engorged, exceptionally alluring labia.
"Yan, I want to go in," I whispered, seeking her opinion.
"Mmm…" Looking at my enormous member, far exceeding that of an average person, Ruyan was somewhat frightened, but without much hesitation, she responded gently.
"It might hurt a little the first time, baby, just bear with it, don't be nervous, relax, it'll be fine later."
"Mmm... be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."
"Okay, baby."
Although I verbally agreed to be careful and gentle, deep down I knew that a short pain was better than a long one, so I decided to go all the way in one go to minimize my wife's pain.
I slowly parted her tight opening with the head of my penis, and before she could react, I thrust in with the wetness of her vaginal fluid, instantly breaking through that hymen and going all the way in.
"Ugh..." The tearing pain made Ruyan arch her upper body and tremble, her jade hands gripping me tightly.
Suddenly I felt a burning pain on my shoulder, it must be her nails digging into my flesh, that's why it was like that. At the same time, her pretty face swayed in pain and resentment, and the crystal-clear tears in her eyes fell with the movement...
Seeing this, I quickly pressed my vaginal opening tightly, not daring to move anymore, and gently comforted her, "It's okay, baby, it won't hurt in a while, relax a little..."
Ruyan's nails were still deeply embedded in my shoulder flesh, showing no sign of loosening.
I could endure the pain in my shoulder, but I couldn't bear to see my beloved suffer... So I began to use both my mouth and hands,
quickly kissing Ruyan's eyes, cheeks, and lips; while lovingly caressing her back, breasts, and buttocks.
All this, I hoped to distract and share her pain with my gentle comfort and teasing.
After a while, Ruyan finally slowly recovered, her eyes still filled with resentment, and she gave me a reproachful glare, "You jerk, you want to kill me!"
"My dear wife, forgive your husband, the first time always hurts... a short pain is better than a long one, go all the way, and it won't hurt in a while." I pleaded almost like an idiot.
"Get lost, your ugly thing is so big, if you go in all at once, do you want me to die sooner?"
"Hehe, baby, you're so alluring, I just couldn't resist... I couldn't resist!"
"Go to hell..."
"Hehe..."
In the midst of our playful banter, I quietly and slowly began to thrust my long-dormant penis in and out.
Unexpectedly, my little movement immediately made Ruyan frown and scold, "Ah...you...you bad boy, you're still moving!"
She slapped me as she spoke.
"I won't move, I won't move..." I hurriedly replied, but my penis continued to thrust in and out, albeit very gently.
Ruyan frowned, looking at me with a mixture of shame and anger. Her fingers, which had stopped moving, started digging at my shoulder again, seemingly trying to vent her dissatisfaction with my mischief through physical punishment.
The burning pain on my shoulder made me frown and endure it, but I knew it was not advisable to stop my movements.
I could only let her gradually adapt to my size so that we could share the pleasure of love.
"Hmm...you bad boy...hmm...bad...hmm, hmm..." Ruyan slowly began to pant.
Seeing that Ruyan was gradually starting to feel pleasure, I couldn't help but slowly increase the speed of my penis's thrusts.
"Hmm...ah...hmm...ah...hmm hmm...ah ah..." The increasingly intense pleasure made Ruyan moan loudly.
Hearing Ruyan's beautiful moans, I became more and more excited. He began thrusting wildly, each stroke reaching its hilt, relentlessly striking her clitoris, making intimate contact with her womb. His thick penis pounded against her tight vagina, each thrust enjoying the impact of his scrotum against her high, round vulva.
"Ah...ah..."
What a thrilling moan!
The exquisite vagina felt like it had concentric rings of flesh, each thrust sliding within those rings, tightly gripping my penis. And the depths of her enchanting vagina felt like a small mouth, relentlessly sucking at my glans, sending waves of tingling, pleasurable pleasure through me.
Gradually, my thrusting speed reached its limit...
Under this frenzied thrusting, I was increasingly on the verge of ejaculation! Finally, with a roar like a bull, my millions of offspring shot out from my glans, all striking the deepest part of that enchanting cave.
And under my intense ejaculation, Ruyan seemed to be summoned, reaching her first sexual climax.
Because I could clearly feel my penis, enveloped within her vagina, being drenched by wave after wave of hot vaginal fluid…
In an instant, my semen and Ruyan's vaginal fluid intertwined perfectly, indistinguishable from each other.
You were in me, and I was in you.
So good, so incredibly good.
My mind was blank with intoxication, only the intense, soul-stirring sensation remained, only the blissful climax left me dizzy.
When I withdrew my large penis from Ruyan's vagina, the milky white semen, thick vaginal fluid, and red virgin blood flowed out of her vaginal opening… This shameful and lewd product represented the end of Ruyan's girlhood; it represented our intimately intertwined affection; it represented our marriage taking a proper turn… Afterwards,
we had countless encounters, one night of passion, I was her lover countless times, fully exploring Ruyan's exquisite body.
There was a unique tenderness to it all…

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Hehe, envious, aren't you!
You're all drooling.
My wife tastes so good! It's like eating a popsicle in the dead of winter versus holding a heater in the sweltering summer—the feeling is truly different.
To be honest, discussing the great, profound, and mysterious *History of the European Revolutions* with my friend Ruyan in bed is practically a daily ritual.
For over a year since our marriage, except for that dreaded "Aunt Flo" visiting, I've fully embodied the virtues of a model student: diligently and conscientiously completing every assignment! Ruyan has given me ample recognition for this.
Even so, I still tirelessly study, consolidating my country's long-standing "sexual culture" while striving to absorb advanced foreign experiences, especially the superior technology of the island nation's pioneers. I'm contributing to my doctoral studies as soon as possible, adding my own light and heat to the great cause of my motherland…
But this time?
Alas, there's no way around it; even the finest diamond will brittle one day—Ruyan's company is facing a crisis, and the cash flow is in trouble. It's all that beast Lin Feng's fault; seeing his wife is like a fly drawn to rotten meat, a rat to rice, making him act like a virgin who's never seen a woman in eight lifetimes, desperately trying to get close. Despite Comrade Ruyan's earnest and tearful admonitions, he remained undeterred, persisting relentlessly.
So what if he's rich? So what if he's handsome? So what if he was your first love? You must understand, you're a thing of the past. Comrade Ruyan has already found someone else and is now married. That virgin territory has been cultivated and watered countless times by my brothers; ownership is obvious. Therefore, everything you've done is futile, a waste of time, a complete waste of effort.
Sigh, if you ask me, a handsome bachelor like you, you could easily find beauties like Ruhua and Shiliu, even top-tier beauties like Furong, Fengjie, and Chunge.
But he just doesn't understand. There's nothing I can do, so, adhering to the principle of curing the disease and saving the patient, I sacrificed my precious work and study time to personally educate him.
After enduring the negligible pain of my punches and kicks, and the considerable damage to my skin, I painstakingly persuaded him until he finally, with gratitude, tears streaming down his face, and a heart full of sympathy, recounted his grand plan and goal of gaining both wealth and a wife. Under my incredibly enthusiastic and
personal guidance, he finally realized the perilous nature of his future and resolved to turn back from his misguided path. He even knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, to express his determination to make a clean break.
But this kid is truly foolish, stubbornly persisting down a dead end, refusing to repent. His character is also extremely low; he says one thing and does another, completely wasting all my efforts.
The moment things didn't work out, he resorted to desperate measures, treating the family's money like dirt. He was willing to pawn his last pair of underwear to create chaos and sabotage his wife's company's stock.
You actually did something so self-destructive and harmful! What a complete idiot! You should know that every penny your parents earn is hard-earned, earned through countless hours of toil! Even if you have money, you shouldn't spend it like that. With my casual intervention, it all went down the drain and ended up in my pocket.
But it's alright, it's better to give it to me than to donate it to the dinner tables of corrupt officials. At least I can use it to do some real good deeds.
Sigh, that bastard really went all out this time, using every dirty trick in the book, making his wife look really bad. There was nothing I could do; as her husband, I couldn't
just stand by and watch her suffer. So I had to defy the ancestral teachings and act ahead of time. But it doesn't matter anymore. In three more days, my identity can be revealed. Thinking about how I've kept it from my dear wife for so long, I feel really guilty! Besides, I've been acting like a kept man all this time, which is quite frustrating!
But my wife is so good to me! Even though the company has such a big problem, she pretends everything's fine in front of me. To avoid making me "worry," she even sent me out of town for a week for an inspection. Hehe, it saves me the trouble of racking my brains, making excuses, and scheduling. It's perfect for me to secretly strategize.
And now, with good teeth and a good appetite, I can eat whatever I want and do whatever I want. (Wrong, wrong, change it quickly!)
Good timing, good things happen, everything goes smoothly, and I even finished the task a day ahead of schedule. The overall situation is completely under my control. I've secured 55% of the Lin Group's shares. This time, I've taken over that bastard's stronghold, let's see how much he dares to bark. As the saying goes: a grandson is a grandson, he'll never be a master!
Thinking about it, it's been six days since I've seen my dear wife. As the saying goes: a day apart feels like three autumns. It's been six days, eighteen autumns have passed!
I miss her so much. I'm practically waiting for her to return.
Heh, I'm so useless! I couldn't even hold back after just a few days. Thinking about how Comrade Qiu Shaoyun remained unmoved even when burning with passion, I'm truly ashamed! Fortunately, everything is resolved. Coming back a day early means I can surprise my wife. I've figured it out, I'll be honest when I get home, revealing all my secrets, so Comrade Xu Ruyan can be proud of me too. This way, my dear wife won't have to worry about that son of a bitch's antics, and her face won't break out in a few pimples.

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Finally back.
Huh! My wife's home? Her black Cadillac is parked in the garage.
What's going on? Did my wife have some kind of premonition that I'd be back today? Did she take a bath at home beforehand to reward me? Or did she leave her documents at home and decide to work from home? I'm a little dizzy...
Oh, I see! Then I'd better sneak in and surprise her!
A real man does what he says!
I parked the car, picked up the fruits and vegetables I'd bought earlier. Without taking a single cloud, without stepping on an ant, without knocking down a single flower. Quietly, with a noise level below 0.001 decibels, I opened the door and slipped inside at a speed 10 times faster than Usain Bolt.
The living room is quiet, is the dawn here quiet?
"Black cat, black cat, white cat reporting to you, all is well, all is well!"
"White cat, white cat, black cat reporting!"
No one in the living room; it seems my wife is either in the study or the bedroom.
I happily put down my things and cautiously approached the stairs, tiptoeing deeper into enemy territory.
Huh! Enemy activity?
"Black cat, black cat, white cat reporting to you, enemy activity detected! Enemy activity detected!"
"White cat, white cat, black cat reporting!"
On the stairs, in the hallway, in front of the bedroom…
A woman's round-neck top? Familiar, my wife's?
A woman's fitted vest? Familiar, my
wife's? A woman's turtleneck blouse? Familiar, my wife's?
Women's casual trousers? Familiar, my wife's?
Women's black underwear? Familiar, my wife's?
A trap? Is Comrade Ruyan deliberately using these sexy clothes to test my great revolutionary sentiments?
Heh, I admit it, I can't be a hero. Faced with these sharp shells, I'm just a traitor.
Unable to contain my smugness, I ran towards my bedroom with the spirit of the 18 brave warriors crossing the Luding Bridge, the courage of Dong Cunrui sacrificing himself to blow up the bunker, and the speed of the 2nd Red Army Regiment covering 300 li in one night.
Wait! Intelligence error?
"Black Cat, Black Cat, White Cat reports to you, enemy situation changed! Enemy situation changed!"
"White Cat, White Cat, Black Cat received!"
The bedroom door was ajar? Because a pile of clothes was stuck in the crack and couldn't be closed properly.
A men's casual suit? Not mine, whose is it? A men's plaid
shirt? Not mine, whose
is it? A men's vest? Not mine, whose is it?
Men's casual trousers? Not mine, whose is it?
Men's briefs? Not mine, whose is it?
A trap? Comrade Ruyan deliberately used these terrible clothes to test my revolutionary integrity?
Ugh, I admit it, I couldn't stay calm. Faced with this utterly green poison, I was like a mad bull.
Unable to contain my shock, I... what am I even thinking now? I rushed forward.
The instant I reached out, I hesitated. I even remembered the famous line from the Monkey King: "Once, a sincere love was placed before me, but I didn't cherish it. After losing it, I regretted it deeply. Nothing in life is more painful than this. If God gave me another chance, I would change my bad temper! If I had to put a time limit on my change, I hope it would be... ten thousand years!" (What am I talking about?! Be serious!)
The instant I reached out, I hesitated.
I was afraid. Yes, I admit it, I was afraid. I was afraid to see a scene no man would want to witness. I even tried to deceive myself, telling myself it was all an illusion, all fake!
But the lewd moans emanating from the bedroom told me it was all true…
Ruyan, my dear wife, she betrayed our sacred vows, betrayed our tender affection, betrayed our unforgettable love—she was cheating on me?! She was having an affair?!
I gently pushed the door open a little, wow! What a beautiful sight! Suddenly, there was a stark contrast between inside and outside: the interior was a feast for the eyes, while outside, green light flickered…
(Snake Two Three: Hey you, hurry up, get in position! Okay! Scene 13, Chapter 44 begins. A cton! Snap!)
Transition:
On my favorite bed, two pale bodies were entwined. Lost in their passion. The male lead was a handsome young man, damn it!!! A familiar face, Raymond Lam!!!
Tai: (I'm fainting. I was just scolding him, and now he's in my bed. Grandpa, I'm your grandson!)
Scene:
Although I can't see the female lead's face, every inch of her incredibly familiar skin tells me she's my virtuous wife—Xu Ruyan!!!
Tai: (He's broken, my heart is completely broken!)
Scene:
My wife's long, beautiful hair covers her face. She's completely naked, only wearing black stockings and transparent high heels with 15cm stilettos.
She's kneeling before Lin Feng like a dog, her large, protruding buttocks, sucking his penis. Her long hair trembles violently with each thrust, her 38E breasts and her protruding, snow-white buttocks rise and fall with it. Her little pussy inside her buttocks is red and swollen, overflowing with saliva.
Tai: (My pussy's been fucked, absolutely fucked. Suckling cock! Why is it sucking cock? Wife, didn't you think it was dirty and refuse to suck me? You know how much effort I put in to get my cock to enjoy itself once or twice! How come you're sucking Lin Feng's cock so enthusiastically now? I, I'm definitely going to beat you to death, you liar…)
Scene:
The cruel reality completely stunned this model young man.
Who am I? Who is me? Where am I?
My mind was like a lump of mush, unable to think or act.
A zombie? I wish I could bite this broken shoe to death.
The world spun, I don't even know how long I was dizzy. I just felt like nowhere was there. I was completely dazed…
Yan: “Hmm, hmm… ah… ah…”
Scene:
In a daze, I don't know how long I was confused, until that incredibly familiar, high-pitched moaning entered my ears, and I suddenly woke up.
It turned out that the two of them had already entered the alley and were having sex.
But I saw my wife lying on the edge of the bed, her large buttocks sticking out, while Lin Feng was passionately fucking her from behind. His penis, which was two sizes smaller than mine, was going in and out of my "little butterfly," the "slap slap" sounds of their thrusting echoing endlessly...
Tai: (Ah! My heart is bleeding! The Japanese devils are here! The Japanese devils have invaded my directly administered territory, and they are rampaging wildly on my legal land. It's still the back pole, something I used to have to repeatedly educate and brainwash Comrade Ruyan, saying all sorts of nice things before I could enjoy! But that bastard just went straight for it without any effort.
Ruyan, Ruyan, you are too shameless, you don't have even a little bit of the advanced ideological awareness of our Party! What can I say to you?)
Interlude:
The sluts are getting more and more intense and more and more unscrupulous. I can't hold back anymore and am about to rush in. But suddenly a bunch of lewd words came and made me stop in my tracks.
Feng: "You little slut, your cunt is so tight, it feels so fucking good... It's such a shame I didn't get to fuck you back in school... Even though your cunt doesn't look like it's been deflowered, the thought of that idiot Fang Tai getting there first still makes me angry! I'll fuck you to death, who told you not to leave me your virginity? Tell me! Does my cock feel good inside you?"
Yan: "Mmm... Ah... Don't, don't mention my husband, ah... So... good... Your little slut feels good..."
…Fuck your little slut to death…”
Tai: (Ah! Ah! You son of a bitch, just focus on doing it, why are you spouting this bullshit? I've never even done this before. Damn it, I'm not letting myself deflower my wife, why am I saving her for you? Wife, you actually answered him! You even admitted you're a little slut? And you even let him fuck you to death?)
Feng: “Haha, you're quite protective of your cuckolded husband. Okay, since it's comfortable, then I'll definitely continue to fuck you, every day, will you let me fuck you?”
Yan: “Hmm…hmm…let…you let…my little slut fuck you every day…”
Tai: (I'm speechless, if my wife doesn't protect me, why should she protect you? But I have to admit that when I said this, I really lacked confidence! Also, you gave me a green hat, isn't that enough, you want me to wear it every day?)
Feng: “Tell me, whose dick is bigger, mine or your husband’s?”
Yan: “Hmm…hmm…you…you’re bigger…”
Tai: (He really lies without thinking, his is less than 1/3 the size of mine.) " A toothpick like that dares to call itself big?"
Feng: "Tell me, between me and your husband, who gave you more pleasure?"
Yan: "Um... ah... you... you had more pleasure..."
Tai: (I'm even more speechless. That toothpick-like thing of his, could it be more pleasure than mine?)
Feng: "Then do you want him or me? Tell me!"
Yan: "I... I want..."
Tai: (Hesitating? At least he has some conscience.)
Feng: "Tell me, tell me now, or I won't give it to you!"
Tai: (Damn, this bastard actually stopped and is threatening my wife. Who does he think he is! Does he think he can make my wife give in?)
Yan: "No, don't stop. I'll tell you. I want you. I only want you. You're rich and powerful. You can help me. You're a dragon in the sky. Compared to you, he's just a little green worm on the ground."
(Aside: "You are a dragon in the sky, he is a worm on the ground!" This is the most ruthless sentence I've ever heard from a harlot in a green novel. Ruthless! So ruthless!)
Tai: (Ah... I'm going crazy, damn it, I don't want to live anymore, I've actually become a little green worm? Harlot, harlot, I never knew you could be even more pretentious than me! How pathetic, although I might be babbling nonsense now because my wife has been fucked, what you think about during the day and what you dream about at night, these unconscious words are the truth from the bottom of my heart! Tragic, at this moment only sorrow remains...)
Feng: "Okay, little "Slut, I'll give it to you, I'll fuck you to death..."
Yan: "Ah... I'm a little slut, fuck me to death... Ah... Ah..."
Tai: (You still know you're a slut? It really makes me angry. Why weren't you so lewd when you were with me? You
only say everything when you're with that pretty boy!)
Feng: "Ah... So good, so good, I'm going to cum..."
Yan: "Ah... Don't cum inside, cum in my mouth, cum in the little slut's mouth..."
Interlude:
Ru Yan suddenly stood up, giving up the little cock behind her, turned around and bent down, grabbed it with one hand, and put it into her mouth. The little cock began to twitch in Ru Yan's delicate little mouth, trembling and shooting out that evil army of sperm, making Lin Feng's body tremble with pleasure.
Feng: "Swallow... Swallow it down... Swallow it all down..."
Ah, Ru Yan's throat trembled, and she actually swallowed it. No, she didn't swallow it all, there were still two strands of white fluid left at the corners of her mouth.
Tai: (Oral sex!!! Swallowing, swallowing semen!!! I can't take it anymore, I can't hold back anymore, this is too much! I can't take it anymore!!!)
Scene:
Seeing the lewd scene before me, I could no longer suppress my anger. My body erupted, I roared, and kicked open the half-closed door. I rushed in…
Feng: “Ah???” Lin Feng shouted!
Yan: “Ah!!!!” Ru Yan also shouted!
Scene:
My sudden intrusion caused the adulterous couple to scream involuntarily.
“You two die!” My eyes widened, and I roared hysterically, clenching my fists. I charged towards the stunned Lin Feng, ready to cripple this pair of scoundrels!!!
Lin Feng stared blankly at my furious outburst, completely forgetting to dodge...
My fist was getting closer and closer to Lin Feng, about to strike his monstrous handsome face, but in that instant, my anger turned into worry...
Because with a "thud," I damn well tripped over something in front of the bed, my head hitting the bedpost hard. Before I passed out, I clearly saw the culprit—a lace thong...
Holy crap!
Wow! What a tragedy! Of all times to fall, of all times to fall flat on my face! It's like snow in June! Oh my god! I'm more tragic than Dou E...
Tai: (You old Jade Emperor, don't play this on me! I just accidentally let my mouth slip and made a joke! Don't be so petty! I won't destroy the Queen Mother's chrysanthemum!!!!!!!!!)
Behind the scenes:
(cartelo998 finally couldn't help but interject: "May Allah and Buddha be with you! Amen! Be careful when you fall, don't fall randomly next time. Even if you don't hit the children, it's not good to hit the flowers and plants! Even if you don't hit the flowers and plants, polluting the air is a sin! What a tragedy...
") "
No sooner said than done! Dust in Dust rushed out while vomiting, and dragged away the still chattering C artelo998, the author, took the opportunity to vomit incessantly behind the scenes, revealing the "KFC family bucket" he ate for lunch...
Finally, Liuyu Feng, dressed in a sharp suit, emerged, wiped his mouth, moistened his throat, coughed twice, and said with feigned profundity, "Go ahead and vomit, vomit all you want, you'll get used to it!"
Lastly, Xiyu Ji, the chairman of the essay contest committee, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, in a berserk state (in EVA Limit...), roaring like thunder: "Crack! Damn it, $%#... What nonsense! All of you get down!"
Alas, the friends' cameo appearances were no longer possible. Due to this man's tyranny, the story had to return to normal, continuing to write about the protagonist being cuckolded, suffering unbearable pain, being thrown face-first into the dust, and being forced to have a dream-like affair with the goddess of Wushan...

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Ouch! My head hurts so much! My body is no longer under my control, as if it has completely separated from me. I try to open my eyes, lift my feet, move my hands, but these familiar parts just won't obey me. All that's left is... pain!
Who am I? I try hard to remember, and finally I remember: I am Tai. A
man who considers himself "successful. "
Why am I in so much pain now?
Yan? Yes, it's Yan, my angel. She betrayed me! I can't help but feel pain.
As the saying goes: the deeper the love, the deeper the pain. I'm in so much pain now, it seems I must love her very, very much...
Although
I love her very much, it doesn't mean I can accept the reality that she betrayed our sacred vows and passionate love!
Everything from today flashes through my mind like a revolving lantern:
I dealt with Ru Yan's crisis, intending to give her a surprise and be honest with each other. Unexpectedly, she gave herself a huge "surprise" first: she was actually doing something disgusting and lewd with the culprit who schemed against her—Lin Feng—on our "cozy bed." I caught them in the act! I was furious and rushed in, only to be ridiculously tripped by Ruyan's underwear, hitting the headboard and passing out...
Finally, the end. The story in my memory had come to an end...
Lin Feng? I suddenly snapped awake, opened my eyes, and sat up abruptly.
I looked around: the room was still the same room, the bed was still the same bed, I was on the bed, Ruyan was sitting on the headboard, but the adulterer was gone.
I clenched my fists, gritted my teeth, and scanned the surroundings, but I couldn't find Lin Feng anywhere.
"Tai... don't look anymore, he's gone." Ruyan's voice was choked with sobs, tinged with fear.
Hearing this, I immediately glared at her.
She was already dressed, her professional women's clothing tightly hugging her beautiful body, spotless!
Looking at this neat and immaculate woman before me, I think no one would imagine that just moments ago, she had been naked and lewdly begging for pleasure under her adulterer.
The tear tracks on her face hadn't faded, and fresh tears welled in her eyes again…
Women, oh women, truly the most perfect imposters.
Were those seemingly sorrowful tears remorse for her shameless actions, or regret for her carelessness in being caught in bed with someone else?
I couldn't be sure, nor did I want to be. What did her tears have to do with me? Deception and betrayal…
“Husband, I’m… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. Please forgive me, please let me explain. I…” That pitiful voice rang out again, still choked with sobs.
In the past, this would undoubtedly have been heavenly music, filling me with immense joy and tenderness; but now it seemed like a demonic siren from hell, stirring up endless anger and disgust within me.
“Explain? Explain what? Is there any need for that? Get out, let me have some peace and quiet!” I ignored her tears, coldly interrupting her outpouring.
I didn't want to think about anything! I didn't want to see anything! I didn't want to hear anything!
Previously, Ruyan had only been sobbing, but upon hearing my cold words, she burst into tears, tears streaming down her face as if deeply heartbroken.
I frowned, no longer looking at her feigned pitiful face, my only thought being to vent, vent, and vent some more.
But the adulterer had run away, leaving only the adulteress… and no matter how much this adulteress deserved to go to hell, she was still my wife, at least for now… So how could I vent my burning anger? Should I beat her up? Or should I rush out, grab a knife, and do everything in my power to find Lin Feng and cripple him?
Ruyan's pitiful sobs, accompanied by her indecisiveness, only fueled my growing irritation! Suddenly, I leaped from the bed to the floor, roaring at her with all my might, "Xu Ruyan! Get out! You fucking get out of here!"
My roar sent shivers down Ruyan's spine. Like a white rabbit at the mercy of a knife, she looked at me pitifully, her eyes filled with pleading, remorse, regret, pain, and shame.
She braced herself on the bed, presumably intending to stand up and move closer to me, but I screamed hysterically again, "I told you to get out! Didn't you hear me! You bitch! Get away from me! Stop playing the victim!"
In the midst of my roar, I suddenly saw the wedding photo on the wall, showing Ruyan and me embracing tenderly. I froze for a moment, but then my anger intensified!
In the photo, I gazed happily ahead, my eyes filled with deep affection; while Ruyan nestled against my chest like a little bird, her face flushed with shy sweetness! Ha, how ironic! The most ironic thing ever!
I trembled all over, unable to contain the burning rage within me any longer. I jumped up and rushed onto the bed.
Accompanied by Ruyan's cries, I punched the photo frame, smashing it hard into "my" face!
One punch, two punches, three punches… n punches. He pounded on the frame while yelling, "What are you looking at? What are you laughing at? You're watching your wife being taken by someone else and you still won't close your eyes? You're still laughing, still laughing, laughing at your motherfucker..."
The photo frame was shattered, and the "me" in the picture was unrecognizable. Shards of broken glass were deeply embedded in the back of my fingers, and my fists were a bloody mess. Gradually, my vision blurred, and the photo frame was stained with specks of bright red.
I cried, the first time in 30 years that I couldn't stop crying... Tears streamed down my cheeks, taking away the pride, happiness, joy, and sweetness in my heart, shattered like the photo frame...
Drops of blood, mixed with the bitter tears gushing from my face, resolutely danced on the photo frame, the picture, the wall; they recklessly spilled onto the pillowcase, the blankets, and the bed.
Those patches of bright red blood seemed to carry away the bitterness, grievances, repression, anger, irritability, and resentment in my heart… and the most sincere “love” I once held.
Ruyan’s sobs had stopped sometime earlier, as if my violent outburst had stunned and frightened her.
She stared blankly as I furiously smashed our wedding photo, which had once radiated happiness and love, motionless and dazed. She seemed unable to believe what she was seeing, her mouth agape, her soul seemingly adrift…
After a long while, Ruyan finally came to her senses. “Husband, don’t do this, don’t do this, stop, stop!”
she cried, frantically grabbing me from behind, dragging me, pulling me, tearing at me…
The rest of the story is quite cliché. I, who had been venting my pent-up anger in a self-destructive frenzy, was also a little tired, hurt, and numb, gradually calming down.
Like all unfaithful wives, Ruyan tearfully begged for my forgiveness afterward, painfully recounting her helplessness and the so-called truth—so formulaic.
However, her explanations were meaningless to me. Those facts only explained why she cheated and how many times she did it, but they did nothing to mend the rift between us. The fact that she had cheated could never be changed; it neither lessened my pain nor restored my innocent wife.
Like hindsight, it could never undo what had already happened.
The seed had been sown, and only the fruit remained! What should I do? 　　I was lost… 　　*** *** *** *** 　　Comrade Ruyan, with tears streaming down her face, following the principle of "leniency for confession, severity for resistance," hoarsely confessed to her crime of betrayal. It turned out that all of this
was exactly what I 　　, born with a pair of discerning eyes, perfect insight, and an incomparably majestic image, 　　had predicted: Ruyan, trapped in the group's crisis, was like someone who had taken birth control pills while suffering from a cold, her mind clouded by the fever. 　　Under Lin Feng's constant instigation and relentless pressure, she had no choice but to surrender, betray him, and submit, foolishly hoping to exchange her physical offering for the enemy's laughable pity and complete surrender of the company. 　　I'm really puzzled! Ruyan, you're usually quite clever! Don't you really know what that bastard's purpose is? Or… 　　never mind, the more I think about it, the more depressed and frustrated I get. Let's just assume she's taken too many birth control pills and lost her mind! 　　What's even more hateful is that this isn't the first time! Three times, and today I caught her red-handed—the third time! 　　The first time was actually 10 days ago, in her company office, they had an affair. That time it was forced! (Is this your territory? Are your employees just for show?) 　　The second time was 5 days ago, the first night I left. In the presidential suite Lin Feng booked, she half-heartedly resisted and had sex with him all night! According to her, she was very reserved throughout the night! (You can still be reserved after a whole night? Ruyan, you're amazing! 　　My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and unstoppable, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks...) 　　The last time, this is today, the time I caught her. Because it was their agreed-upon last time? So, as I saw, she let go?! 　　Ruyan repeatedly emphasized that today was their agreed-upon last time, and also the last time she would betray me in her life. 　　She had no choice! (No choice? Did your husband just watch? Don't be ridiculous. Once this happens, it'll happen countless times. Once a cat steals fish, will it be able to resist the urge to steal again? Besides, Lin Feng is not only her childhood sweetheart, but also a rich and powerful gigolo.) 　　But thankfully, she still cares about me. For my own good, to avoid hurting me, she gave me a week off on a business trip. (I want to die. For my own good? For my own good, you send your husband away and give him a few green hats??? Afraid I'll be heartbroken? Afraid I'll be heartbroken, you hide it from me, lie to me, steal from me, and bully me??? What kind of logic is this!!!) 　　After confessing her crimes, Comrade Ruyan launched her soft-hearted offensive, trying to use sugar-coated bullets to undermine the stable and united situation from within the people. But the hearts of the working masses were already completely chilled. Let her say what she wants; I strictly adhere to the principles of "lie is not afraid of being heard, as long as the intention is right" and "hold fast to the line, hold firm to Mount Tai."—I'll deal with whatever comes my way, walk my own path, and let others talk! 　　"I love you, I love you the most." (Loves you but cheats on me?) 　　"I'm sorry, please forgive me." (How can I forgive you for this?) 　　"I was wrong, I'll never do it again." (Wrong is certain, but does 'never again' mean it won't happen again?) 　　"Honey, do you still love me?" (I definitely love you, but can you guarantee I won't feel heartache again?) 　　"Honey, hit me, scold me, do whatever you want, just don't leave me." (I won't hit you, scold you, or do whatever you want, I just want to leave you.) 　　Ugh, so annoying! If I stay here any longer, I'll go crazy. I need to calm down. "Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best!" 　　After understanding the situation, I got up to leave. As expected, Ruyan used the last trick that all cheating women use—clutching at someone's leg. Wow! Luckily, our many cuckolded male predecessors taught me an even more ruthless trick: "Do you want me to smell other men's semen here?" 　　After being hit, Ruyan broke down and let go. I finally escaped unscathed. The ancients were right! The experience passed down by my predecessors was indeed effective. 　　After leaving home, I wandered aimlessly, unsure of which direction I was heading or where I was going. (Where is the road? The road is under your feet...) 　　As I walked, I painfully upheld our country's fine tradition: post-event summarization and reflection. I summarized the painful lessons learned from being labeled, and reflected on the gains and losses of the event, as well as the principles of being a good person. 　　Through deep self-examination, I enriched my theoretical foundation, strengthened various abilities, and improved my ideological quality, laying a solid foundation for future happy work and a joyful life. In short, everything is harmonious, everything is for harmony, everything is striving for harmony... 　　What the hell is all this nonsense? I shook my extremely confused head, rubbed my temples, and stopped. 　　Looking around, I didn't know how long I had walked or where I was. Anyway, it was already dark, and the surroundings were empty, without a soul in sight. Good, quiet, saves me from further annoyance. 　　Although I've been rambling on and on, I've actually come up with a few key truths: 　　1. Men, don't pretend to be something you're not, or you'll get struck by lightning! If a man pretends to be something he's not, his wife will be ridden by someone else! 　　2. Never trust women; women are synonymous with liars! If you could believe what women say, pigs would fly! 　　3. A day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness, a hundred days as husband and wife is as deep as the sea? Wrong! A day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness, a hundred days as 　　husband and wife is worth no kindness! 4. Reality tells us, never try to surprise your wife. Often, this brings you a "surprise" (a shock and harm). 　　5. Never think that strong women are safe, rational, and self-disciplined. What strong women? They're all just wallflowers! 　　6. Never give your true feelings; true feelings will leave you with nothing. 　　7. Never, ever find a woman who loves you to death to spend your life with; never, ever find a woman you love to death to spend your life with.

8. Forgiveness? Not everything can be forgiven, at least not infidelity—it will stay with you for life, becoming a pain you can never escape.
9. Once infidelity becomes a fact, the marriage begins to die. Once infidelity becomes a habit, the marriage is completely dead.
10. "The more you wear a green hat, the more comfortable you become." Anyone who believes this is either out of their mind or should be retired. If you're a real man, a green hat brings nothing but pain!
11. ...
(The above is excerpted from [Snake Two Three's Quotes])
I've improved, my thinking is leaping, my character is soaring, and my awareness is rising. But my heart is aching, aching terribly, aching so much I don't know when it will end...
Forgive? Don't forgive? Love her? Don't love her? Revenge? Don't retaliate? Hate her? Don't hate her?
These words kept echoing in my mind, churning my brain and making it increasingly muddled…
I didn't want to think about it anymore, but I couldn't stop thinking. I tried to find a sweeter scene to distract myself from this turmoil, but unfortunately, the same unbearable image always appeared.
I wanted to learn the "endless skills" of those cuckolded experts on the forums, but alas, I'm just an ordinary person, how could I become a "god" overnight? I didn't experience even a fraction of the comfortable, exciting, thrilling, and blissful feelings those experts felt; instead, the more I thought about it, the deeper the heartache became, the faster my heart died. Alas… it seems that the cuckoldry complex isn't something everyone can possess, nor can everyone enjoy it. "Masters are masters," the realm of masters is something we mediocre people are simply not worthy of experiencing.
Oh well, since the pain seems unavoidable, I should carefully consider how to solve it.
That's simple enough; first, I need to straighten my heart, and then seriously and deeply analyze myself.
Money? I don't lack it. My secret stash of money is even more than my wife's entire family combined.
Status? If I wanted to, I could probably surpass even the mayor, so I wouldn't lack that either.
Women? My conditions, while perhaps not the best, are certainly top-tier. If I wanted, how could I lack women?
So, the most important thing is feelings. That's the real dilemma!
Love? I definitely love Ruyan. This woman is the only one I've truly loved in my 30 years. I'm willing to give everything for her, but only if she loves me too. At least she won't betray me. Hate? I
definitely hate Ruyan. I love her so much, yet she betrayed me. How can I not hate her!
Revenge? The adulterer, Lin Feng, is a given. I'll make him wish he were dead! But Yan... I don't know why, I just can't bring myself to do it.
So, should I forgive her or not?
Forgive her? That won't do. If I forgive her now, what will happen later? Just thinking about how I might relive this scene countless times in the future sends chills down my spine!
Don't forgive her? It seems that's the only option. Rather than constantly remembering this painful event, a short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one. Luckily, we don't have children yet. I'll just get a divorce.
After careful analysis, the conclusion was clear: "Divorce Yan and get revenge on Lin Feng!"
Having figured it out, I decided to do it! No sooner said than done, I turned and headed back the way I came.

*** *** *** ***

What a difficult time! A war without gunpowder began in earnest after I got home.
Comrade Ruyan first fully utilized the ultimate weapon of women—tears!
She cried so hard it shook the heavens and earth, so hard it felt like my heart was breaking, so hard she seemed to be dying… But that wasn't the worst part; the worst part was that she almost made me surrender!
Fortunately, my male pride and the thick skin I'd cultivated through years of putting on airs—the ability to remain unmoved even under immense pressure—allowed me to finally pull through, though it left me quite shaken!
I righteously denounced Comrade Ruyan's disgraceful behavior.
This behavior smeared me, smeared her, smeared this family, smeared both sets of parents, smeared the vast number of women, smeared women's organizations worldwide, and smeared all female beings in the universe!
After a stern rebuke, I explained to her how this morally depraved act had caused me unbearable pain, to the point of despair, mental breakdown, and even the inhuman suffering of losing my appetite for the two steamed buns I used to eat every day.
Therefore, I could no longer tolerate evil, no longer protect or condone it, and no longer abandon
the fine revolutionary tradition of resolutely fighting to the end against all bad elements, evil forces, and sluts. The only thing I could do was "divorce"!
Divorce? Yes! A resolute "divorce," a "divorce" with no room for negotiation!
Under my firm stance, Comrade Ruyan changed her mindset, fully demonstrating the indomitable revolutionary spirit of our Party—not afraid of hardship, not afraid of fatigue, gritting her teeth, and fighting to the end.
She endured beatings, scoldings, sexual abuse, insults, and even "hard work without complaint" (oops, I misspoke). She
kept repeating platitudes like "I'm sorry, I love you," "Husband, I love you the most," and "Please forgive me this once, I'll never do it again," but she absolutely refused to agree to a divorce.
Our battle raged on, sometimes the Chu River overflowing the Han border, sometimes the Han border filling the Chu River. It
was a fierce, earth-shattering struggle; the sun and moon lost their light, and blood flowed freely…
Finally, I felt I couldn't take it anymore, so I mustered all my strength and, in my most serious, profound, pretentious, and quintessentially masculine way, uttered that earth-shattering, tear-jerking sentence: "You love me? Ha, Yan, don't kid me! Don't use a mouth that's been sucking someone else's dick to say you love me! It's disgusting! You not only don't deserve it, but you make me want to vomit!"
After saying that, I actually vomited, throwing up the McDonald's Big Mac I ate that morning…
Under this verbal bombardment, comparable to a nuclear bomb, or even a hundred or a thousand nuclear bombs, Comrade Ruyan finally fell silent and shut her mouth. She was defeated, speechless, retreating, surrendering, finally accepting the inevitable divorce…

*** *** *** ***

Outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, two divorced individuals gazed at each other.
I looked at her, knowing this was the last time I would look deeply into that beautiful face that had once captivated me countless times.
My ex-wife? My former love, now about to become a stranger…
She also looked up at me blankly, her once radiant face now haggard, her swollen eyes lifeless, soon tears welling up again. Her
dry lips moved incoherently, as if wanting to say something, yet unable to utter a word.
Alas, looking at the pitiful Ruyan, I felt a pang of sadness, wanting to hold her tightly and comfort her. Alas, the deep pain in my heart wouldn't allow me to do so.
I suppressed the agitation within me; I still had a few words to say. After saying those words, we were strangers. She would forever be a thing of the past in my heart.
She was no longer my beloved; from the moment she betrayed our sacred vow, she no longer deserved it.
"Yan, you're free!" I gave her a smile that seemed completely indifferent.
Yan's face was contorted with pain. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but I didn't give her the chance, continuing to laugh indifferently, "You don't need to say anything, and you don't need to feel sorry for me. From now on, you can indulge your desires to your heart's content, isn't that good? Well, in the end, I wish you eternal happiness! I'm leaving, take care."
"Tai...Tai...Don't go, I'm sorry...Don't go, don't leave me. I'm so scared..." Yan suddenly lunged forward and hugged me tightly, crying out loudly and sobbing. The two familiar soft mounds against my chest still intoxicated me, but everything was impossible now.
I fought back my tears and hugged her tightly, telling myself, "This is the last time!"
"Don't do this, Yan. You're an adult now. You can't be as willful as before. Even though I won't be by your side anymore, life goes on, and the world hasn't ended. You'll definitely find someone better, more tolerant, and more suitable for you. So, I think we shouldn't see each other again." "No
, Tai… I don't want this, I don't want this. I love you, I can't live without you. Forgive me, I don't want to be separated from you… You said you'd always love me, always cherish me. Have you forgotten? Don't leave me, please, I'll change, I'll change everything, I'll never do it again. Don't leave me…"
"Yan, I love you. I did before, I do now, and I think I will continue to do so. This love will never change. But everything that happened is unforgettable. I can't pretend nothing happened. Please forgive me for breaking my promise. I love you, even though I can no longer stay by your side and walk hand in hand with you through the rest of our lives. But I will still bless you from afar. Farewell, my love."
With those words, I cruelly pushed her away and turned to leave. If I hadn't done that, I don't know if I could have held back my tears.
"Waaah...waaah...Tai...Tai...don't...don't leave me...I was wrong...I know I was wrong, don't leave me..." Yan's heart-wrenching sobs came from behind me...fading into the distance...
my heart ached so much...
Suddenly I remembered I had forgotten to say a few more words, so I turned back.
Yan collapsed to the ground, covering her face and crying loudly in anguish.
Hearing familiar footsteps in front of her, Yan thought I had changed my mind and looked up happily.
But my heartless words shattered her last shred of hope.
"Oh, right, I forgot to mention. From now on, be careful and don't easily trust others. Lin Feng isn't a good person; he has no good intentions towards you. Don't believe his promises. Learn to cherish and protect yourself.
Okay, stop crying. Goodbye! My former love... Farewell, my wife!"
With that, he ignored Ru Yan's increasingly pale face and strode away...
The sky was terribly dark, as if reflecting my current mood, gloomy and painful. The divorce was over, but I didn't feel the relief I had imagined.
My heart was still heavy. I shouldn't be like this anymore, but three years of infatuation isn't something you can just let go of. Although I repeatedly told myself that we had broken up and Ru Yan's affairs were no longer my concern, I still couldn't let go. Sigh... Oh
well, it's already like this. I'll leave everything to time and slowly forget. But can I really forget? I can't be sure, I dare not be sure, and I can't be sure...
But Lin Feng, don't be so smug. What goes around comes around. I couldn't take care of you before, but now, hehe, I have plenty of time, we'll see...

[The End]

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