The Dark Side of Human Nature

The clock had just struck 3 PM. I knew Xiaoxi had just returned from accompanying Dawei to school to submit his thesis.
I had to thank my good friend Dawei for his call; he told me there were some problems with the thesis and he needed to discuss revisions with his advisor, so he asked Xiaoxi to come back first to buy groceries and stay for dinner. Just over two hours earlier, Dawei, Xiaoxi, and I were sitting at their dining table, laughing and joking as usual. If I hadn't stayed alone at Dawei and Xiaoxi's house playing on the computer, none of this would have happened.
Yes, the computer. I believe everyone would find this scenario cliché, but it's true.
Xiaoxi's computer—she hadn't disconnected her email when she left. I admit I intentionally spied on her, and shamelessly discovered something that excited me: thirteen photos. Xiaoxi was, of course, the main character, but the other person wasn't Dawei; it was Xiaoxi's advisor, that hypocrite.
I clearly saw tear stains on Xiaoxi's face in the photos. I didn't intend to delve into the story behind the tears; it was nothing more than a graduation thesis or a decent job. Xiaoxi's hometown wasn't very well-off, while Dawei came from a good family. Perhaps it was her pride that made Xiaoxi unwilling to be an appendage of Dawei's family.
I admit I felt a little sad here, but that couldn't stop my desire for Xiaoxi, because she had wronged Dawei first! Okay, I know this reason won't convince you, but the truth is: Xiaoxi is beautiful. She's 173 cm tall, with fair skin, beautiful long legs, and flawless from head to toe.
Once, when I visited Dawei's hometown, we chatted about silly brotherly things at night. When Xiaoxi came up, Dawei proudly talked about her body (no doubt about it, Dawei and I are longtime best friends, and there was no ill intent in discussing each other's girlfriends). Dawei also mentioned that when Xiaoxi was with him, she would often take the initiative in front of him, a scene that repeatedly triggered my manhood to arouse itself.
And now, I can finally shamelessly comfort myself with her bodily fluids right in front of Xiaoxi! Clearly, Xiaoxi was still in a state of utter panic. She must have been incredibly flustered and helpless. Why would her best friend of over ten years, the one she could confide in about anything, suddenly appear before her in this state?
She couldn't face this reality, and what panicked her even more was what lay hidden behind all of this. In Xiaoxi's eyes, my personality was far from being so impulsive as to dismiss it as simply "an impulsive act."
Fine, I wouldn't make things too difficult for Xiaoxi. After tidying herself up a bit, I went to the study and brought out Xiaoxi's computer. The photos of her and her advisor having an affair on the screen gave Xiaoxi the answer. I knew Xiaoxi didn't want to lose Dawei, I knew she must hate me right now, but I also knew that at this moment, she was even more afraid of me.
"I understand your predicament, but you know people have two sides. You're Dawei's wife, and I have no intention of commenting on the right or wrong of your past actions. But I'm Dawei's brother, so my bodily fluids have no intention of touching you…!" When I threw out the word "…", when I loudly said "…" to my friend's wife, who was also once my friend, Xiaoxi, it was clear, as you expected, that I got hard.
"Please…" Xiaoxi's tears must have blurred her vision, and she could no longer see me clearly. Tears streamed down her face like broken beads onto her high chest. Xiaoxi must have known that what was splashing down, besides tears, was also the life she had carefully cherished.
I gently wiped away Xiaoxi's tears and patted her head like an older brother: "It's okay, don't cry, it's alright." At that moment, I clearly saw the helplessness and despair in Xiaoxi's eyes, but it was that look that made me stand firm again.
"Take it off and give it to me. Check if it's wet. I need it warm." I whispered this in Xiaoxi's ear, like an elder coaxing a child.
Xiaoxi was highly educated, and obviously, she didn't make any futile struggles like a traditional girl. Desperate, helpless, and slightly resentful, she took it off from under her knee-length denim skirt and handed it to me. Unexpectedly, as she did this, her eyes were fixed on me. The
warm, girl-next-door white of the denim skirt didn't affect me at all. Looking into her eyes, I gently brought my nose to inhale deeply. The bottom was obviously a little damp. I deliberately flipped it open for Xiaoxi to see, even though her eyes never left my face for a moment.
I was disgusted by her current appearance and forced out two words: "Slut!" Then, I slipped her ring onto my erect penis, looked at Xiaoxi's face, and started masturbating intently at nose-to-nose distance… Surprisingly quickly, when I brought the thick, sticky semen to Xiaoxi's face, she finally lowered her eyes.
"Just wear it like that, I don't like sluts running around naked in the streets!" The position was right where her vulva was covered, the thick semen becoming even drier and stickier under the absorbent cotton. And so, Xiaoxi obediently pressed the thick semen against her fragrant vulva.
A piercing doorbell rang, and we knew it was Dawei returning. Xiaoxi looked at me frantically, her eyes clearly pleading. In an instant, I felt relieved. There was no need for me to teach her what to do next. A slight smile appeared on my lips: "Go open the door for your husband, feel the wetness inside!" The door opened, and Dawei forced a slightly tired smile, giving Xiaoxi a big hug, just like always. Dawei deeply loved his wife. Even if he suffered great injustice outside, he would never bring his emotions home. His daily hugs when he came home gave Xiaoxi warmth and himself relaxation. However, Dawei certainly hadn't expected this hug today.
At this moment, his beloved wife in his arms, though as captivating as ever, had one undeniable fact: her vagina was completely filled with the penis of the man standing beside her. Every sperm was relentlessly invading Xiaoxi's private parts in that dark corner. I could even feel Xiaoxi's burning, thick, or sparse fluid, even the folds on either side of her mysterious crevice… His thesis, the result of three months of hard work, had become a negative example for his advisor. I could see Dawei's frustration, but his kind nature and good upbringing prevented him from expressing or speaking out. After a forced, relaxed smile, Dawei locked himself in his study, just as usual. This was Dawei's unique way of letting go; perhaps he would reorganize his thoughts, or perhaps he would quietly contemplate alone. The moment the study door closed… well, I, too, accompanied Xiaoxi to wash vegetables and cook, as usual. Truly, up to this point, the time and setting were as ordinary as a habit in life; even the ticking of the clock on the wall revealed no flaws, although today the clock's sound was strangely quiet.
As the rich aroma of ribs wafted from the pot, I was still tending to the cutting board beside the stove. For the previous half hour, Xiaoxi and I hadn't exchanged a single word. Okay, I admit it, I did it on purpose. I enjoyed watching Xiaoxi's nervousness and unease from behind. Several times she stared at the bubbling broth in the wok without moving, silent as a statue, yet providing me with a perfect angle for observation.
Her slender figure and full hips formed a captivating curve, her white, slightly flushed ears beneath her high ponytail, along with a few stray strands of hair, made the rise and fall of her chest clearly visible. When my gaze drifted to the smooth back of Xiaoxi's legs, I couldn't help but tell myself: My God! This beautiful, pure woman, between those smooth, beautiful legs, that mysterious place is completely covered in my...
As the thought surged into my mind, I recklessly pulled Xiaoxi into the living room. Under her terrified gaze, almost simultaneously with turning on the TV, I positioned my erect penis right in front of her. Yes, that's right, I wanted to be facing the study door, staring at that few-centimeter-thick door panel, so that my brother's wife inside would be less than ten meters away from me!
I had it all planned out. If Dawei came out now, I would reveal everything about Xiaoxi and my mentor. I would pretend to be hysterically punishing a slut, portraying Xiaoxi as a worthless woman unworthy of a man's love!
Dawei would never forgive Xiaoxi, but he would definitely forgive me.
Human emotions are so strange. Deep love can lead to abandoning everything, while harsh criticism can banish all memories, even the sweetest ones. And Xiaoxi, poor Xiaoxi, how could she not know my thoughts at this moment? When all this had to be faced, the only thing Xiaoxi could do was try to let me vent, to end this nightmare as soon as possible.
Her subsequent actions proved she was a clever woman. This wife of my former friend actually knelt before me, taking my penis into her sweet mouth, frantically and recklessly.
As tears streamed down Xiaoxi's cheeks, I believe she felt the increasing pressure in her mouth. Unfortunately, her weakness only fueled my perfect fantasies. I was no longer satisfied with the scene before me. A minute later, my fantasies became reality.
Xiaoxi knelt before me, her legs pulled down to her knees, her private parts exposed and facing me. Clearly, it was no longer just mine; it contained Xiaoxi's bodily fluids, and I could even smell her fragrance. Beneath her skirt, Xiaoxi was completely naked. I asked her to spread her legs as wide as possible so that the upper bunk would be flat for my viewing pleasure. This squatting position also allowed Xiaoxi's vagina and anus to be fully exposed.
As Xiaoxi frantically performed acts for me, every opening in her body was welcoming this former friend and husband's brother. Just a few hours ago, no one could have imagined any of this, but a few hours later, Xiaoxi was less than ten meters away from her husband, trying her best to let his brother enjoy her body, even hoping to fill her mouth as soon as possible.
The world is truly amazing. Sometimes, even just a second can be a rift, one side is heaven, the other is earth, and that second is merely a choice, a choice that cannot be measured by right or wrong.
Perhaps because the study door could open at any moment, under this intense stimulation, I unreservedly ejaculated a thick stream into the mouth of my friend's wife, who was practically kneeling in front of me, a few minutes later. Xiaoxi swallowed every drop; she certainly didn't want my bodily fluids to fall into their home. Perhaps due to the stimulation, Xiaoxi rushed into the bathroom, her face flushed. I knew she wanted to vomit, but she knew she wouldn't finish.
Before dinner, I wiped Xiaoxi's vulva with a tissue in the kitchen; it was still very wet. This was the first time I had touched my friend's wife's vagina through tissue paper. I could feel Xiaoxi's flutter in that instant; the body can never resist the mind.
At dinner, the three of us sat down. I placed the tissue, soaked with Xiaoxi's tissue, face up on the table. No one asked what it was for, or rather, Dawei didn't ask. A wonderful dinner.

[The End]

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