Newlywed videotape

In his newly moved-in apartment, Hong Shangwen found himself surrounded by a mountain of his bride's dowry, feeling somewhat bewildered, as if he had wandered into a toy box or been thrown into a magic kingdom.

However, the subtle scent of new wood, the pure white wardrobes and dressing table, and the brightly colored clothes and cushions all exuded a shy, alluring fragrance, stirring within Hong Shangwen an impulse. He longed to expose himself completely, to let his sensitive skin touch those sensual pieces of furniture.

Hong Shangwen's wife, Liu Meixiang, had returned to her working life, while Hong Shangwen, who had recently returned from his honeymoon, was using his remaining days of vacation to organize and examine the photos—something that couldn't possibly be completely absent.

Driven by a desire to uncover his wife's secrets, Hong Shangwen decided to use the photos to learn about her past.

He and Meixiang had started with a blind date, and after a period of sweet and affectionate courtship, they finally tied the knot. Therefore, it could be said that they married after a period of courtship. This is why Hong Shangwen only saw Liu Meixiang's positive side.

Meixiang worked at a large advertising company, while Shangwen worked as a salesperson for a large manufacturer. Hong Shangwen was 28 years old, and Liu Meixiang was 26.

They had their first time together before marriage, and Shangwen knew that Meixiang was not a virgin, a fact Meixiang never mentioned. It wasn't that Shangwen didn't care, but he found it difficult to bring it up, hence his hesitation.

Meixiang had several photos from her student days of lying on the grass playing with her boyfriend, as well as photos from her travels, and these photos included not just one person, but also photos of group trips and couple trips. Moreover, these weren't limited to her student days; even after she became a working professional, she still had many similar photos. From this, it could be inferred that Meixiang had dated more than one man, possibly a considerable number.

Hong Shangwen pondered for a while, unaware that it was already dark. However, he didn't rush to turn on the light, continuing to think. Shangwen wanted to find some time to ask Meixiang about this kind of question, but even if he did, it wouldn't be of much use. However, Shangwen still cared about this issue. To find the more crucial key, he opened the wardrobe.

Inside was a locked drawer. Shangwen had wanted to explore this secret for a long time. He also knew the key was in the small drawer of the dressing table. Shangwen hesitated for a moment, then resolutely inserted the key and opened the drawer. Inside were some valuable trinkets, a makeup case containing rings and jewelry, and even a bankbook and stock certificates.

He hadn't expected Meixiang to know how to save money! Shangwen was quite moved. Then, he noticed a small box wrapped in pink paper, carefully secured with a rubber band. Driven by curiosity, Shangwen untied the rubber band, revealing an eight-centimeter videotape inside. What could be on this videotape, so secretly and carefully stored?

Actually, Shangwen and Meixiang had also filmed some eight-centimeter videotapes during their honeymoon, so he was eager to watch them.

What images would appear? Shangwen's heart was filled with a mixture of unease and curiosity. [email protected] This was completely different from peeking at the photo album. When the images appeared on the television screen, Shangwen's eyes widened, and he almost cried out! The first image was of a tall, handsome man in a white shirt and shorts, revealing his hairy legs, playing tennis with Meixiang in the photo album. Then Meixiang's face appeared, as if the photo album had been extended, showing the tennis game on the television screen. The scene then shifted to the two of them drinking beer together at a club.

Next, they entered what appeared to be a restaurant, seemingly driven there. A chill ran down Shangwen's spine. He stood there blankly, his hands clammy with cold sweat, his throat parched, his mind a complete blank.

Then, the scene changed to nighttime, and the two of them were embracing each other. Meixiang had changed into a bathrobe, while the man was still wearing white trousers and a long-sleeved shirt. Why document this trip? Shang Wen was utterly bewildered. Then, the two of them set up a camera and smiled at it. To Shang Wen, watching the television screen, it seemed as if they were mocking him!

Up to this point, Shang Wen could barely accept it. But then, as Mei Xiang closed her eyes, the man pressed his hand against her cheek and pressed his lips against hers! Shang Wen felt dizzy, his heart pounding as if it would leap out of his mouth!

Their kiss was deep, and their act of passion continued. The man pushed Mei Xiang onto the bed, slipped his hand inside her nightgown, opened the front, grabbed her breasts, and greedily sucked on them. Shang Wen knew his wife's breasts well; they were being sucked and played with by a man other than himself. A surge of furious anger rushed to Shang Wen's head, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and he collapsed to his knees on the floor. But the scene that made his eyes burn with rage continued.

To be honest, if that couple had nothing to do with him, this erotic scene would have been quite entertaining!

For a fleeting moment, Shang Wen glanced at the couple on the TV screen, as if in another world. However, it was only for a very brief time; soon, he felt his blood surging again.

The man's hairy hand lifted the hem of Mei Xiang's nightgown, revealing her fair and plump thighs! He eagerly tried to pull off Mei Xiang's panties. For some reason, he suddenly loosened his belt and pulled it down a little. From the dark pubic hair, his engorged, enormous member was revealed, and Mei Xiang caressed it with her delicate hands without any affectation. Shang Wen's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead bulged visibly.

The couple were entangled together, passionately kissing, tearing off each other's clothes. Shang Wen forced himself to treat it as an adult film, but those soft moans and ecstatic groans were clearly Mei Xiang's voice, a voice he knew well.

Not only that, the couple, seemingly insatiable, progressed to oral sex. Finally, they joined together, their legs intertwined, mimicking the goddess meeting the king, engaging in passionate lovemaking until the final, dazed spasms—all of which were recorded in their entirety.

Shang Wen had seen many adult films, but never before had he felt such a shock and oppression. After watching it, he was completely paralyzed, a strange, dull ache in his head. By then, it was completely dark.

Although he had put the tape away, Shang Wen felt immense regret. The tape could be rewound, but his wounded heart could never heal. If he hadn't played that tape, he wouldn't have had this extra trouble. "I brought this on myself," he cursed himself. His

new life, which had been immersed in rosy dreams, had suddenly sprouted a damp mold, threatening to crumble away. Thinking of this, Shang Wen felt a pang of desolation. He clutched his head, tears welling up in his eyes.

Regardless of whether he had watched the videotape or not, Mei Xiang had undeniably done that thing.

Therefore, he could no longer blame himself for watching the videotape. However, on the other hand, knowing or not knowing, watching or not watching, would make a huge difference in one's perception.

Shang Wen and Mei Xiang both worked, and they had agreed before their marriage that whoever came home earlier would be responsible for cooking dinner. Of course, Shang Wen was still on leave, so he was naturally responsible for cooking dinner.

But after watching that videotape, he no longer had the enthusiasm to go out and buy anything, to focus on making a few delicate and delicious dishes, and to set them on the table for his wife to enjoy when she returned. "Goodness...you didn't even touch the spatula! My God! Is this for rabbits? Why is there only one vegetable dish? And that doesn't even make a salad!"

It turned out that Shang Wen had only chopped a couple of plates of raw cabbage, topped with two slices of ham, intending to make do with dinner. No wonder Mei Xiang was so dissatisfied.

"Because I was too busy tidying up..." "

What? Tidying up? When did you tidy up?"

"Logically speaking, a wife should cook for her husband..."

"What are you talking about? Didn't we agree that whoever gets home first would cook dinner? Have you forgotten? Besides, I'm at work! I didn't go shopping. Sigh... I'm starving..."

Saying this, Mei Xiang went to the refrigerator to find something to eat. Shang Wen seemed to have no interest in dinner at all; he kept a straight face, his eyes fixed on the TV screen. Mei Xiang, who had come home from work overtime, quickly ate something, took a shower, changed into her pajamas, and sat next to Shang Wen watching TV.

"Today was my first day back at work after getting married. My colleagues all called me Mrs. Hong as soon as they saw me.

At first, I felt weird, thinking they were calling someone else! My section chief saw me looking confused and patted my shoulder, saying, 'Meixiang, you married Hong Shangwen, so you're Mrs. Hong, right? From now on, that's your title, so be careful.' That's when it dawned on me!" "

Is that so?"

Hong Shangwen only responded to Meixiang's enthusiastic conversation and then turned his back to her.

"What's wrong with you? You're being so sarcastic... What's wrong with you?!"

Shangwen was full of anger and resentment, but to avoid exploding, he pretended to be engrossed in watching TV. Meixiang lay down in bed and said in a very displeased tone, "What? You're even stingy with your bedtime kiss?"

Humph... How dare you say that! I'm not in the mood for that kind of thing right now.

"Oh! Right! Did you pick up my clothes from the laundromat?"

"Laundromat..." Before going to work, Meixiang had repeatedly reminded Shangwen not to forget to pick up her laundry.

Because she was watching videotapes, she completely forgot.

"You! You're so disappointing! You can't even remember something this small! What am I supposed to wear to work tomorrow?! I just can't understand what you've been doing all day! The house isn't even tidied! When I got home, it was pitch black. What were you doing? I just can't figure it out..."

It was indeed baffling, but Shangwen understood perfectly.

"Now what am I supposed to do? Oh no... what am I supposed to wear to work tomorrow?"

"So nagging! What an annoying woman!" Shangwen's patience finally snapped!

"Fine! What's wrong with you today? You're just picking on me!" At this point, Meixiang couldn't hold back her anger any longer!

Shang Wen's eyes remained fixed on the television screen. Mei Xiang, no longer uttering a sound, lay down on the bed and immediately pulled the covers over her head to sleep. Having upset Mei Xiang, Shang Wen felt somewhat relieved. His continued staring at the television was simply out of fear of blurting everything out.

"Please...please...turn off the TV! I can't sleep!" Mei Xiang said, almost hysterically. Reluctantly, Shang Wen turned the TV volume down in silence.

"It's too bright...I can't sleep..."

"Can't you turn off the light?"

Mei Xiang reached for the bedside lamp. Another moment of silence followed. Mei Xiang couldn't hold back any longer and finally spoke up: "Tell me, what are you angry about? You're such a headache...just say what you have to say! Don't hide in the corner like a pouting wife..."

Mei Xiang peeked out from under the covers and said to her husband.

Shangwen couldn't hold back any longer. He seemed to be talking to himself, saying, "I have a really great videotape, do you want to watch it?"

"What kind of tape is it?"

"It's a sexy and daring adult film, I'm sure you'll love it."

"Oh...you have that kind of tape...I've never seen any adult films before..."

"You can watch it too! It's always good to learn some techniques..." "

Okay...that's great!" Meixiang readily agreed, trying to please her husband.

Shangwen hesitated for a moment. However, he felt this was a problem the couple should solve together, so he made up his mind and loaded the videotape.

Shangwen loaded the videotape. In a state of extreme tension, his heart was filled with unease, anger, and jealousy, waiting to see Meixiang's reaction. Thinking about this, he felt a sense of fulfillment he had never felt before.

The image appeared on the television screen, and Meixiang immediately recognized it as a commemorative videotape she had taken when she broke up with her ex-boyfriend, causing her to stare in disbelief and her face to turn bright red.

She stood up, trying to turn off the TV, but Shang Wen grabbed her hand from behind, saying with a forced smile, "Don't be so impatient, enjoy it slowly... the best is yet to come..."

"I don't want to watch! I don't like watching! You big jerk! You sneaked into my drawer while I was at work, have you no shame! You—"

"We're husband and wife now, living together, we have no secrets from each other." "

You're talking nonsense. Even though we're married, we can still keep private secrets? Are you an idiot? Can't you tell the difference between what's acceptable and what's not?"

"Heh...heh...look at the erotic scene you starred in, what's wrong with that? It's really exciting: it's a super aphrodisiac! It's filmed very well...it's a very valuable record..."

"Please...don't put it on anymore..." Mei was pinned down on the blanket by Shang Wen, so she desperately flailed her arms and legs trying to escape, and Shang Wen suddenly felt a rape-like excitement.

"Teach your husband those things too... Don't be so wild... I'm not a rapist, I'm your real husband..."

On the TV screen, Mika's lewd behavior greatly stimulated Naofumi. He reached his hand inside his wife's pajamas as she struggled to resist, caressing her breasts, then slipped his other hand inside her lower body, grasping her "flower lips," and then inserting his fingers deep into her vagina.

"Let me go, you shameless bastard!" Mika cried.

Shang Wen pressed Mei Xiang's face down onto the pillow, roaring angrily, "Look! The most exciting scene has appeared! Explain it to me now!"

"I don't want to explain... because that matter has nothing to do with you, it's something that happened in the past..."

"What past or not! Look! Aren't we getting really into it right now? So... I'm already excited."

"It's clearly something from the past. I've reminded you time and time again that she had a very close boyfriend before marriage."

"Is it that hairy gorilla that performed with you? Ugh! Disgusting!"

Before Shang Wen's eyes, the "hairy gorilla" revealed a lewd smile, about to use its monkey tongue to caress his wife's "flower lips." Shang Wen glared at him fiercely, vowing never to let him off easily.

Indeed, Meixiang had told Shangwen that she had a boyfriend with whom she was engaged, but after he was transferred to the southern branch, he secretly married a woman introduced by his parents, leaving Meixiang heartbroken. At that time, Shangwen was very fond of Meixiang and planned to marry her, so he often comforted her, saying, "Feelings are delicate; it's best not to force them. What can't be brought back, don't think about it..."

To be honest, Meixiang was the epitome of the woman Shangwen had always dreamed of. He loved her passionately, and he felt infinitely lonely whenever she was away from him. It was because of this love that he didn't care about Meixiang's relationship with the long-haired monkey. If Meixiang brought up the past again, he would have no room to argue.

However, although Shangwen verbally didn't care about Meixiang's past, when he witnessed her performing the "fairy fight" videotape with the other man, he simply couldn't remain calm.

"Fine! Then just lay it all out. Do you want a divorce?" Meixiang screamed hysterically.

"I didn't say I wanted a divorce. I'm just asking you, what are your plans?"

"What plans could I possibly have? Back then, I loved him, and he loved me. I took this tape as a lasting memento. And back then, I didn't even know you..."

"What do you mean by 'memento'? Remember! You're already Hong Shangwen's wife! Why are you still carrying that thing around?"

"Then... what should I do? I can't give it to someone else... what's wrong with keeping it?"

"So, you don't think about me at all?"

"That's not about whether I think about you or not, because it's a part of my memory.

Do I have to erase my memories for you? Aren't you being too controlling? Did you completely erase your first love before marrying me? You can't completely erase her image, can you? Whether or not that tape exists, what happened, happened... can you erase it?"

"Even if what you say is right, that matter has nothing to do with me, don't drag me into your past relationships..."

"They didn't drag you into it! You chose to watch it yourself, and that's how you got dragged in..."

Meixiang was absolutely right, but now that she'd already seen it, it was hard to remain completely indifferent.

"Since you say that, then open your eyes wide and look! That's the part you cherish most. Look closely, savor it!"

At this point, they'd both revealed their innermost thoughts, and their emotions seemed to calm down a bit. Shangwen removed the blanket from Meixiang's head, grabbed her hair, and made her face the television screen.

"Look... look at your slutty antics!"

Shangwen moved his fingers, which were inserted into his wife's private parts, and hugged her body, as if he were about to violate her from behind. Meixiang silently watched the television screen.

Filled with jealousy, Shangwen used his angry member as a weapon, deliberately attacking his wife. The initial feeling of despair had vanished.

Now, Shangwen felt that the tape had become a super aphrodisiac, effectively stimulating his male instincts.

For some reason... Shangwen felt an unprecedented excitement. He also felt that his wife

's "flower lips" were wetter than usual, allowing his penis to move freely in and out.

He pulled his wife's full, white buttocks closer and violated her from behind, all the while watching a strange man on the television screen violating his wife from behind, merging the stranger with himself. He stared at the other man, shook his head, burning with hatred, and then released that intense lust onto his wife.

"I don't want this... please stop! I don't want this..." Meixiang cried and shook her head, outwardly resisting, but her flower lips were constantly accepting Shangwen's penis.

Man and woman seemed to be repeatedly enacting contradictory things under the influence of greed. After having this thought, Shangwen violated his newlywed wife even more wantonly.

At the moment the man on the television screen "exploded," Shangwen also released his bodily fluids. Shangwen and Meixiang, this pair of enemies, panted and gasped, finally collapsing. In that instant, Meixiang seemed to have lost her soul, without even the slightest resistance.

The couple on the television screen were still performing their fairy-like fight, but Shang Wen had long since lost interest in watching, and he no longer had the energy. Mika felt the same way. Without a word, Shang Wen turned off the television, and the two former adversaries, as if having reconciled, embraced and pressed their lips together.

"I'm so sorry: I shouldn't have kept that tape."

"Hmm…it's alright…" Shang Wen replied ambiguously.

"Tomorrow, I'll burn it."

Shang Wen listened noncommittally, but in that instant, he suddenly felt it wasn't necessary. Even if he burned it, the fact that he had seen it wouldn't disappear.

"The past is the past, the present is the present. These two cannot be confused."

"You're smart, you've finally figured it out."

Now, the fatigue from discovering the videotape was gradually creeping over Shang Wen. In that moment of heightened passion, the thought of divorce had flashed through Shang Wen's mind. But now, having regained his composure, he felt utterly childish and foolish. A mature man, acting on impulse, ridiculously fought with his illusions.

Regardless of whether that videotape was respectable, in this realistic society, who doesn't harbor their own videotape within their heart? They just—don't want the other person to see it.

Shangwen even thought—that Meixiang had been so honest with him about her past, he should thank her, and he shouldn't have been so temperamental.

For a whole week, Shangwen and Meixiang didn't mention the videotape at all. It turned out that Shangwen had deliberately hidden it. Meixiang thought Shangwen had burned it! Therefore, she didn't utter a single word. About two weeks later, Shangwen suddenly said, "What? Want to watch that tape again? What?!" Meixiang peeked out from under the covers, looking at Shangwen with uneasy eyes.

"Because I didn't burn that tape. That… would be such a waste. Because it's a very interesting 'documentary' and also a supreme aphrodisiac!"

Mika remained silent. The unpleasant argument from last time still lingered in her mind, and she really didn't want to experience a second one, hence the fear on her face. "

Mika, let's watch it again! It's so exciting!"

"No way! Who knows what you're up to now." "

I won't make things difficult for you again. Didn't you feel ecstatic last time, like you were dying of pleasure?"

"Nonsense!"

"I'm serious. Since then, you've lacked that charm. You were a completely different person then. Don't worry... I won't nag anymore."

Hearing Shangwen say this, Mika felt a weight lifted from her shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief. She said, "You're right, I do feel something different than usual."

"What's different...? It seems you have a strong feeling, your body is trembling, as if you've lost your senses..."

"Yes! I find it incredible myself. It felt like something flew off my head and then fell into a very, very deep valley. To be honest, I was a little scared, but deep down I really wanted to experience it again..."

"So, is that what they call an orgasm?"

"Maybe? My body felt like it was taking flight, like a bird about to spread its wings and soar..."

"Alright! In that case, let's experience it again..."

Naofumi opened the wardrobe and took out a videotape hidden in a concealed spot. Mika was still a little uneasy, but she answered Naofumi's question very frankly.

"After watching this tape, you'll definitely feel the happiness of being loved by two men, one from the past and one from the present, right?" He smiled ambiguously, neither confirming nor denying.

"So, you can experience two orgasms at the same time."

"If I'm happy, you'll be happy too, right?"

"Mmm..."

"Then, don't be temperamental anymore!"

"I won't be temperamental anymore. Of all your dowry items, none are more closely connected to us than this videotape... so... I'm too happy to even think about it!"

Naofumi answered in a wave of excitement. When Mika let out another ecstatic cry, Naofumi felt both jealous and exhilarated.

Naofumi thought—for them, perhaps this videotape would become the ultimate aphrodisiac, allowing them to enjoy it for a lifetime!

[The End]

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