【The Tale of the Talented Woman and Her Beloved Wife】(00-02) Author: Su Sha Yi Ren

Author: Su Shayiren
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Prologue: From Acquaintance to Commitment

My wife's name is Linglong. She was my high school classmate. She was petite, 154 cm tall and weighing 80
kg.

She had a faint, melancholic air about her, which was quite endearing.

Perhaps I found a sense of Lin Daiyu in her, and I paid special attention to her. Gradually, she became my
girlfriend.

In our second year of high school, I half-coaxed and half-forced her to lose her virginity. However, there was no blood; she told me it was
from an injury she sustained while practicing gymnastics as a child.

At first, she was reluctant, but later she gradually got used to it and even began to indulge in it.

Her family was relatively wealthy, so we rented a small apartment outside the school. We
did our homework and, incidentally, did some erotic things.

For example, whoever finished their test first got to kiss the other. Most of the time, I was faster, so I'd hug her
soft, boneless body and press my lips heavily against her slightly parted red lips. Sometimes, when she wasn't looking, I'd playfully
poke her pert little bottom, making her giggle.

Sometimes the stakes were higher, like who got the higher score on their test.

If I won, she had to kneel down, unzip my pants, and lick my penis, and even
eat the semen.

If she won, I had to kneel down, bury my head under her skirt, use my teeth to pull down her cute little
panties, and lick her genitals, and even eat the secretions.

Most of the time, Linglong won. She was a better student than me, but her gentle nature couldn't bear to see me
get frustrated every time, so sometimes she'd deliberately lose to me once or twice.

Linglong winning was one of the most beautiful memories of my life. Her usually furrowed brows would
relax , and she'd smile happily—the most beautiful version of her I'd ever seen.

What could be more delightful than making the melancholy goddess laugh? At this moment, Linglong would abandon her usual shy and timid
demeanor, looking down at me with the air of a queen looking down upon all living beings: "Come, my long-tongued slave,
serve this queen well."

I would obediently reply, "It is my honor, Your Majesty."

Then I would kiss the instep of her feet and begin licking from the bottom up, down to her inner thighs, and then to her groin.
Her secretions were plentiful, a little sour, a little sweet—a delicious treat.

Sometimes in summer, her thighs and groin would have a faint salty scent from the sweat; sometimes in winter,
when I untied her tightly wrapped trousers, there was a strong body odor.

Sometimes when she went to the toilet while doing her homework, there would be a faint scent of urine lingering on her groin, which I would lick with extra care.

Excited, Linglong would grab my head and rub it vigorously against my nose and mouth, then her body
would heave , spraying thick vaginal fluid into my mouth. She was one of the very few women who could squirt.

Freud once said that libido is the "fundamental force" of everything. I don't know if this theory is right or wrong,
but it certainly boosted our enthusiasm for learning and improved our grades significantly.

Actually, the petite and delicate Linglong had a very strong sex drive, needing it three or four times a day. At first, it was my
desire as a newcomer to the forbidden fruit, but gradually I couldn't keep up, and we only actually penetrated each time, mostly satisfying her
through other means.

After graduating high school, we both got into good universities, with Linglong even attending a prestigious one, thankfully in the same
city .

Seeing my roommates' envious and jealous looks at me, knowing I'd hooked up with a talented girl from a top university, secretly made me very happy.

We chose to live on campus, but still rented a small apartment near the school as our love nest.

Her calm and gentle nature remained unaffected during university; she focused on her studies and eventually gained admission to
an Ivy League university in the United States. I, however, succumbed to external temptations, gradually neglecting my studies.
After graduation, I found a job at a small company, earning four or five thousand yuan a month, supporting myself while also paying for her education.
Of course, her family mainly covered the tuition; Linglong rarely mentioned her family's situation to me.

Her heart was fragile and sensitive, like a delicate flower petal, needing my shelter from the wind and rain. If she didn't want to
talk about it, I couldn't ask. I thought she would tell me at the right time.

After completing her master's degree, she remained the same. Except for
the elegance inherent in a highly educated social elite, she was unchanged from her high school self—still gentle and delicate,
relying on me like a little bird.

So we quickly got married.

Now, more than three years later, she works as a researcher at a multinational corporation, earning hundreds
of thousands .

I, on the other hand, became a manager at this small company, earning over a few hundred thousand yuan a year.

However, this didn't affect my relationship with Linglong. She's the kind of person who's extremely dependent; she said
I'm like a part of her body, and separating us would be like sawing her body in two—something
she simply couldn't bear.

Actually, it's not the same for me, is it? So, the income gap doesn't affect us much.

Recently, Linglong's company wanted to send her back to the US headquarters to participate in a major research project, a
field she's always been interested in, and crucial for enhancing her reputation and research capabilities. Of
course supported her going. However, Linglong didn't want to be too far away from me. She said she never wanted to
be separated from me like during her studies abroad, and she begged me to go with her. I had no choice but to agree, laughing and saying that the talented woman everyone sees is actually a little girl
who can't bear to be apart from home.

Little did I expect that this trip would bring about such a dramatic change in our lives.

Chapter 1: Passion at an American Party

(Continued from the Prologue) During her time in America, Linglong's best friend from her studies abroad, a girl named Helen, often
came to visit Sometimes, when Linglong wasn't around, Helen would chat with me. Luckily, to avoid falling too far behind Linglong, I
had practiced my English diligently, so chatting with Helen wasn't a problem.

Helen was a typical blonde: golden curly hair, long legs, and tanned skin from sunbathing
. At 1.75 meters tall, she looked like an adult next to a child standing next to Linglong.

Helen was a hot and sexy married woman, completely different from Linglong. She always wore revealing
clothes, showing off her deep cleavage and long, muscular legs. She was a master of flirting, often deliberately saying things like...
Bone's words were so enticing, making you eager to try, yet you could never quite get what you wanted.

Once, while we were chatting alone waiting for Linglong to get off work, she sat opposite me. I asked her to get the magazine she
was holding . She stood up, bent down, and handed it to me. I could see her blouse was slightly drooping, revealing she wasn't wearing
a bra, and her red nipples were clearly visible.

She noticed me peeking and, half annoyed and half teasing, asked what I was looking at. I was embarrassed, but I
wasn't about to give in, so I said, "Your nipples are so beautiful!" Her reaction was to stand up again
, bending down once more, this time even closer to my eyes. Her high breasts were almost touching my face, their tips
a captivating red.

She said I could touch them when Linglong wasn't home.

It took a lot of willpower to resist this temptation.

A couple of weeks later, Helen and her husband Stone held a large party, inviting about fifty or sixty people,
mostly her husband's colleagues, and some of Helen's friends.

Linglong and I were also invited, and we decided to attend—it was a chance to immerse ourselves in American culture.

We arrived around noon, by which time most of the guests were already there.

It was hot, and most of the women were wearing tank tops or bikinis and miniskirts.

To avoid standing out, Linglong also wore a bikini and denim shorts.

When she first put on this outfit, seeing her completely bare, smooth back, flat stomach, sexy navel,
and shapely, white thighs, I couldn't resist the urge to pounce on her like a wolf.

"Stop it, I need time to get ready!"

Linglong quickly pushed me away, giggling as she ran off.

Stone brought out a punch mixed with fruit juice and spirits from the kitchen. Helen worried it might be too strong, but
Stone said it was fine, and then he added a quart of vodka. He

then added dry ice to keep the drink chilled, and then gave everyone a large glass, filling it to the brim.

Linglong and I unknowingly drifted apart. When I finished my drink and went to the kitchen to get more,
I found it already occupied. A large group of people were huddled together, singing lewd songs. I saw Helen
with another girl. The alcohol made me hug both of them and start singing loudly.

Linglong stood in a more secluded spot, talking to Stone beside her. It seemed
the atmosphere had affected her; she was a little drunk and somewhat unrestrained, completely different from her usual self.

Some men and women had already started embracing, their hands groping each other's private parts. I noticed their
companions weren't the ones who had come with them.

I saw Stone's hand slowly move towards Linglong's breasts. Normally, Linglong would have refused without hesitation,
but seeing my hand groping two women's breasts, combined with the alcohol and the lewd atmosphere outside, she
didn't refuse, even though she knew what Stone wanted. She just looked at me, as if asking a question. I shrugged, tacitly
agreeing.

Meanwhile, I slipped my hand inside Helen's sundress and began to caress her.

Helen turned her head and kissed me.

I continued to caress her, singing and kissing her.

After we were exhausted from singing, everyone dispersed.

I followed Helen to the living room, where there were other people, who had also begun their passion.

We sat on the sofa and chatted for a few minutes before we started kissing each other. Eventually, my hand slid inside
her sundress, playing with her nipples, then across her abdomen, and between her legs.

I rubbed Helen's genitals through her skirt, then directly slipped it inside her panties,
caressing her wet vulva.

"Ah! So good!"

Helen moaned softly.

After a while, Helen was very wet. She raised her buttocks, pressed my hand against hers, and
whispered in my ear, "I want you!"

I told her I wanted her too.

She took my hand, and we started looking for a secluded spot, while everyone in the living room watched
us .

Helen tried to pull me away, but then a guy I'd never seen before came over and said, "Chinese,
your wife's in trouble!"

I followed him through the hall and outside, followed by a crowd of onlookers who had also heard what was happening
.

The man said my wife was in the garage and in big trouble.

Then, as if remembering something, Helen said to me, "Don't go. Trust me, you shouldn't go."

I didn't hear what she said clearly; my worry for Linglong outweighed all lust, and I rushed towards
the garage.

Chapter Two: My Naked Wife in Full Bloom

I didn't listen carefully to what Helen was saying; my concern for Linglong surpassed everything. I hurried to
the garage . Pushing open the garage door, I found Linglong.

At that moment, my beloved wife was completely naked, held in someone's arms. Her petite frame stood
on a stool against the wall, leaning against it. In front of her stood the tall, imposing Stone, who was holding her and repeatedly
thrusting his enormous penis into her small, delicate opening. The fair-skinned, delicate Eastern woman and
the tall strong American man were locked in a passionate, almost frenzied act, while the other was rendered weak and
dazed.

Stone heard the door open, turned around, and realizing what was happening, quickly grabbed
his clothes and fled through the side door. Linglong,

however, was still somewhat dazed from the alcohol and the recent intense thrusting; her body was weak and her movements
were slow.

She stood there for a few seconds, then climbed off the stool to try and find her clothes.

The garage was dimly lit, but when I suddenly opened the door, it became very bright, and her eyes couldn't
adjust .

All these factors combined left her stunned for several seconds before she realized she was completely naked, and outside stood a group of
American spectators who had followed me.

She hurriedly grabbed her bikini top, trying to cover something, but the disheveled bikini was more like a
thin strip of cloth. My delicate, gentle, talented wife, her exquisite, snow-white breasts, alluring nipples, snow-white
buttocks , and her still-open vulva from the violent penetration by her lover were all exposed to the audience.

Her bewildered and helpless appearance reminded me of when we first met. I silently closed the door

and wandered aimlessly outside.

At first, I was angry, but the more I thought about it, the more my lust seemed to be ignited. Before I knew it
, my penis was erect. Imagining my gentle, helpless wife writhing and submitting to another man, imagining
her alluring body under the gaze of others, I began to masturbate through my jeans.

Finally, I found a secluded spot in the bushes, unzipped my jeans, took off my underwear, and started
masturbating .

Just then, I heard footsteps. It was Helen. I quickly straightened myself and stood up.

Helen came in and sat down beside me, discussing everything that had happened.

She told Linglong that she was actually drunk and her memory of what had occurred was hazy.

Her husband, Stone, always liked to take advantage of drunk women.

She told me that Stone was a jerk, but she still loved him.

I said I knew Linglong was drunk, but I couldn't accept this.

Helen said, "Didn't we almost do that before?" I nodded. If that guy hadn't told
me Linglong was in trouble, Helen and I would obviously have cheated on each other first.

In my frustration, I confided in Helen. I was initially angry, but the thought of my
gentle, beautiful wife being violated naked in front of everyone excited me.

We talked a lot.

Finally, Helen said that she and Stone occasionally participated in wife-swapping activities and hoped that Linglong and I would join them.

Before I could answer, Helen hugged me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and slightly opened her mouth, making a
silent invitation.

After a long kiss, Helen raised her hand and untied the tie around her neck, revealing her proud breasts. My
hands explored her alluring breasts, then slipped between her legs.

I lifted her skirt, letting her hold it herself, and pulled down her panties.

Between her legs were very neat pubic hair, in an inverted triangle shape, neatly trimmed,
the same .

I made her lie on all fours like a dog, and I leaned down, rubbing my glans against her wet
entrance.

With a gentle push, I entered her completely. I lay on top of her, caressing her breasts, my penis slowly
moving in and out.

Watching her sway her hips in pleasure, I told her her body was sexy and delicious, and we quickly
reached climax.

After caressing her for a while, Helen said we should hurry back.

Linglong still seemed very uneasy.

So we quickly got dressed and returned to Helen's house separately.

By then, everyone had left.

I saw Linglong still sitting on the bench in the garage, still naked, with a
thin blanket draped over her body by someone.

Her eyes were lost and helpless, which stirred up the deepest protective instinct in my heart. It seemed that the melancholy
Lin Daiyu had returned.

I sat next to her and hugged her.

She said she had ruined our marriage, she had ruined what she cared about most.

I didn't say anything, but just recounted all the things we had experienced since high school, one by one, some warm,
some romantic, some silly, some lewd. A slight smile appeared on her lips.

I told her I still loved her and wasn't angry.

We talked a lot, and finally I convinced her that everything was normal.

I also told her how excited I was when I thought about her and Stone being together, that I didn't
mind , and even looked forward to it. I said her experiencing true happiness was more important than my own.

She was a fairy descended to earth, and I was there to protect her, to ensure her safety and, more importantly, her
happiness.

I told her Stone and Helen wanted to swap wives with us, and if she could accept that, I was willing too.

I told her to follow her heart and not to think about me; she should think more about herself
than me, because her happiness was my happiness, and we were one, just
like .

She glared at me and, with a shy blush, cursed, "Pervert!"

I knew she agreed, and I burst out laughing, saying, "Then Your Majesty, please continue your unfinished
affair with your lover! Your loyal guards will be your strongest support!"

Linglong came at me menacingly, but it was clear she had let go of her burdens.

She remained naked, draped only in a thin blanket. I held her clothes, embracing her, preparing
to send my beloved wife into another man's arms.

I told Helen we agreed to wife-swapping. Helen was delighted, but then she smirked and said that Stone was
hiding in the bedroom because he believed, according to Chinese tradition, I was going to kill him.

I pulled Linglong to the bedroom door, opened it, ripped off Linglong's thin blanket and tossed it aside,
letting my dear wife walk naked into her lover's bedroom, while I locked the door.

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