[An Unexpectedly Happy Marriage] (06-07) Author: nayuki

Author: nayuki
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Recently, a movie has been frequently advertised on TV. The movie is called "The Danish Girl".

You can't really tell what the movie is about from the advertisement. The name sounds like
an inspirational .

Xiaoying was very excited and dragged me to the movie theater that night. It's no wonder. Xiaoying
has . Of course, she would be particularly interested in this kind of topic of female supremacy. Since
it was not a holiday and there were no blockbuster movies showing for the time being, the audience in the movie theater was sparse.

The movie tells the story of a couple who are both painters. The wife, who is good at portrait painting, begs her husband, who is also a painter, to dress up as a female model for her painting when the female model for her painting
fails to show up .
When he puts on stockings and dresses, the feminine side of the husband is awakened.

As his wife's paintings featuring him dressed as a woman became bestsellers,
his desire to be a woman grew stronger with each cross-dressing transformation. He ultimately underwent sex reassignment surgery, becoming the first recorded
transgender woman.

Meanwhile, as he gradually became more feminine, his wife also
grew closer to her childhood playmate, a moderately successful art dealer…

Initially not very focused on the film's plot, I
became completely engrossed in the story when the male protagonist became increasingly obsessed with cross-dressing. Seeing him go from initially being overly effeminate
and emphasizing feminine elements to dressing naturally and exuding feminine grace, a strange feeling
rose within me. I noticed my penis subtly becoming erect.

Excitement, anticipation, mixed with a sense of unspeakable secret, felt like a liberation from the vague discomfort I felt after Xiaoying was half-heartedly forced to wear women's underwear at
the department store
.

I glanced at Xiaoying beside me and realized that she had stopped looking at the screen
and was now staring at me. She must have noticed too—my crotch was aroused. Noticing that I was looking at
her, Xiaoying leaned closer, her alluring perfume filling my nostrils. Xiaoying took my hand and
whispered in my ear,

"Honey, shall we get dressed together when we get home?"

I knew exactly what "dresses" meant. Xiaoying's warm palms and bold suggestion made
my heart race. A strange sense of anticipation, mixed with excitement and unease, swirled within me.

I found myself involuntarily nodding in agreement.

"Mmm..."

After the movie ended, we walked out of the theater side by side, Xiaoying holding my hand tightly against me.

Her palms were hot, and she looked shy, seemingly also aroused by the movie's plot
, urging me to hurry home so we could begin another, immoral game, just for the two of us.

After washing up, I sat down at Xiaoying's vanity as instructed. Xiaoying stood behind me, intently
examining my reflection in the mirror. Her nimble hands were busy, first smoothing
the hair that covered my forehead and cheeks, then using a headband to pull it all back, revealing my entire face.

She took out bottles and jars of toner, powder, blush, eyeshadow, eyeliner, and other cosmetics from the drawer. Since
we often chatted about these various cosmetics, I was familiar with them . On the contrary, I felt a strange, almost irrepressible anticipation
as she used these fragrant products on me . Then, Xiaoying stood in front of me, first helping me put on her non-prescription magnifying lenses, and then carefully applying them to my face. Because Xiaoying's body blocked my view, I couldn't see how I changed in the mirror, but the scent of the cosmetics and the delicate feel of the brushes gave me the illusion of becoming a woman. I recalled the scenes from the movie, my penis still aroused beneath my shorts, maintaining a state of neither too soft nor too hard. Xiaoying focused intently on applying makeup to my face, from foundation and base to eyeliner, eyeshadow, eyebrow pencil, mascara, lipstick, and perfume—nothing was omitted. Finally, she even took out a chestnut-colored, slightly wavy wig from another drawer, carefully draped it over my head, adjusted it meticulously, and then snapped the clips onto my head with a "click." "Honey, it's done!" Xiaoying led me to a full-length mirror, and I was astonished by my reflection. My eyes, made watery , were even more captivating with the eyeliner and false eyelashes. The pearlescent eyeshadow, paired with matching blush and a light red glossy lip gloss, made me look even more radiant. The long, chestnut-colored, half-wavy hair cleverly concealed my own short black hair, while also concealing my neck and chin . Before I could even ponder why Xiaoying, who usually had long hair, would prepare this chestnut-colored long wig, I was already captivated by the image in the mirror . The reflection in the mirror was indeed the outline of my own face, but it felt both strange and familiar: thanks to the magnifying lenses, my eyes looked quite watery and deep-set; the brown-edged lenses made them appear even larger; long false eyelashes fluttered with each blink; the powder-covered cheeks accentuated the delicate curves of my face; and my lips appeared rosy and slightly upturned. Aside from my skin not being quite fair and my expressions stiff, the person in the mirror definitely looked like a woman. When I came to my senses, Xiaoying had already taken off her bathrobe, leaving her only in the sexy black lingerie we'd bought together at the department store. Her full breasts, encased in sheer fabric, swayed before my eyes, emitting a faint fragrance that wafted from my neck, body, and wrists. Xiaoying's warm, soft lips quickly pressed against mine, kissing me passionately, her hands roaming restlessly over my back. "Honey... shall I shave your hair for you?" "Hmm... is that a good idea...? I wonder if I'll be noticed at work?" Faced with Xiaoying's further suggestion, I pretended to hesitate, but my heart was actually pounding, and I was secretly worried that Xiaoying would give up because of my refusal.

"It doesn't match the clothes... Besides, you always wear long pants to work, you won't be noticed..."

Xiaoying seemed oblivious to my coy attitude, smiling and comforting me. Seeing that I didn't strongly
resist, she took my hand and led me into the bathroom, removing all my simple clothes. Then, she
applied white foam and began shaving me with her razor.

Xiaoying's warm, smooth hands roamed over my body, not only shaving the sparse hair on my legs, but
also the rest of my body, including my pubic hair and groin, leaving nothing behind. My body hair wasn't very thick to begin with, and
under Xiaoying's skillful hands, it quickly became smooth and flawless, leaving not a single hair.

After quickly drying myself, Xiaoying again led me, completely naked, to the dressing mirror.
The image in the mirror was alluring, yet also incongruous. A woman with light makeup and deep-set features blinked her long eyelashes, scrutinizing
herself. The woman had a flat chest, a slender and tall figure, and smooth, white skin without a single hair.
But beneath the long-haired girl's equally hairless crotch, a slightly erect penis stood out conspicuously,
with a loosely drooping scrotum hanging below.

Xiaoying stood behind me, her chin resting gently on my shoulder. She slipped her hands under my armpits, threading
the straps of a white lace bra through my arms and gently slipping it over my shoulders. Then, she pulled the bra
straps up to my back, hooking them on, and my chest in the mirror was now covered by the beautiful lace of the bra.

Although the soft lace cups were empty, they still added to my
feminine charm. Xiaoying then adjusted the length of the straps so they fit snugly against my shoulders.

After putting on her upper body lingerie, Xiaoying took out a pair of white, almost transparent stockings,
unwrapped them, and held them in her hand.

"Honey, it'll be easier for you to put on these stockings yourself! I'll teach you how... Some people say
that the way a woman puts on stockings has a unique, sexy charm!"

"First, roll up the entire stocking and hold it in your hand... like this... Then slip your toes through
the opening of the stocking... Your toes should be slightly arched... This is a little trick... so your nails won't snag the stockings
..."

Xiaoying leaned close to me, carefully explaining the details of putting on stockings. Her perfume, mixed with her natural scent, wafted
into my nostrils, stimulating all my senses. Following Xiaoying's instructions, I rolled the stocking into a ball and
slipped my right foot into the loop. The soft, smooth feel of the stocking gently clung to my skin, like another layer of tender,
intimate clothing. After slowly and evenly pulling it up to my thigh, Xiaoying carefully adjusted the elastic,
and finally tied the garter belt to the lace ring at my waist.

Encased in the smooth, spiraling threads, my legs instantly became smooth, long, and flawless.
Straight and sexy like a female model. The lace-covered toes and the elastic garter securely held
the stockings together, instantly exuding a sexy aura.

Xiaoying took out matching lace panties to go with the bra and gestured for me to put them on. The lace on the panties
was a matching pair with the bra; except for a small section of the crotch made of smooth satin to cover a woman's most intimate parts
, the rest was also covered in intricate, semi-transparent lace.

"Honey... let me test you... do you know why women put on stockings with garter belts before
putting on panties?"

"Hmm... I don't know... why?"

"Because... it makes it easier for men to take them off..."

Xiaoying said, gently flicking my aroused glans. The sudden stimulation made
me shudder involuntarily. A few drops of semen seeped from my urethra.

I carefully pulled the panties over my feet, up my thighs, and finally stopped at
the . The fine, thin fabric felt incredibly comfortable against my skin, and my semi-erect penis was
perfectly concealed by the panties, forming a small bulge between my thighs.

Aside from that, I looked every bit the alluring and sexy woman in the mirror. Xiaoying, wearing the same set of
sexy black lingerie, stood behind me, like close sisters admiring each other's
seductive .

"Mmm…"

My legs appeared long and slender under the stockings, the soft sheen of the nylon under the light
making them look like the legs of a tall, slender woman, mesmerizing me. Xiaoying then
took a delicate shoebox from her shoe cabinet, inside which were a pair of black patent leather strappy high-heeled sandals.

"Honey, these are my new shoes…can you try them on…"

The heels were very high, probably over ten centimeters, the sharp, pointed heels like nails, incredibly
sexy. The shallow sole and platform were connected to the upper and ankle strap by only a few crisscrossing patent leather straps.
The soaring heel made the upper rise steeply, and I could almost imagine men staring at the heel and
the sexy sight of women forced to stand on tiptoe.

Xiaoying slipped the sandals onto my feet and gently fastened the laces. My ankles were perfectly covered by the laces, and
the size was surprisingly perfect, though the slender heel made me a little unsteady. What I didn't notice was that the
sandals on my feet were my size 27, not Xiaoying's size 24.5.
The sexy lines of the sandals against the sheer stockings made my breath quicken and my heart race, completely ignoring
these unusual details.

After we were dressed, Xiaoying took my hand and we stood side by side in front of the dressing mirror. The alluring scene in the mirror
captivated :

two shapely girls, one in black and the other in white sexy lingerie, stood nestled together in front of the mirror.

The girl in

the girl in the white lace lingerie was tall and slender, her long, shapely
legs tightly encased in sheer white stockings, her feet adorned with sexy high-heeled sandals that only fueled the imagination.

The only flaw was that, despite her exquisitely applied light makeup, the girl in white still
retained some androgynous features, and her Adam
's true identity.

Xiaoying seemed somewhat engrossed in this game, showing no intention of stopping. She linked her
arm with mine, meticulously explaining the girls' walking etiquette in high heels. As a public relations professional for the group, she naturally had a knack for ...
She's adept at these kinds of graceful postures.

"The way women walk, especially when wearing heels, is different from men. When wearing high heels
, the ball of the foot lands slightly before the heel, and the center of gravity shifts slightly forward. It's a bit like walking on tiptoe
... When walking, the insteps should face forward, not turn out or inward. The feet should land slightly close together in a
straight line , creating a swaying hip effect. However, the footprints shouldn't overlap too much, as that looks too artificial
...

The knees should be straight to avoid feeling tired, and to make the leg lines look beautiful."

I tried to follow... Following her instructions, I took a few unsteady steps. The stockings made my feet very
slippery, and my awkward posture looked somewhat comical in the mirror. With Xiaoying's patient guidance and corrections, I
gradually mastered the knack of wearing high heels, and walking became easier.
After walking back and forth hand in hand a few times, I couldn't resist turning around and wrapping my arms around her slender waist. We both lost our balance and tumbled onto
the soft bed.

We hugged each other and smiled. Xiaoying's soft lips pressed against mine, and soon we
were embracing again. Our bodies were intertwined. Xiaoying's full breasts, encased in a thin veil, pressed against the empty cups of my
bra The smooth lace brushed against my nipples, sending a pleasurable jolt through my chest, and I
felt a slight tremor run through my body.

We began to kiss each other passionately, our
lips .

We remained pressed together, locked in a fierce, passionate kiss, caressing each other's bodies. Although my penis wasn't
perfectly erect, when I managed to insert my semi-erect member into Xiaoying's... When Xiaoying's wet vagina overflowed,
her adorable moan almost made me lose control and ejaculate.

Xiaoying's legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, preventing me from pulling out. Her warm, moist vagina enveloped me tightly.
Today, she acted like a seductive vixen, constantly swaying her hips around my waist with her lower abdomen as the center
. Since our marriage, Xiaoying had never been so bold and proactive. I felt the soft, warm fragrance in my arms, and heard
her sweet moans and panting breaths. Almost immediately, my penis could no longer hold back, and a stream of semen
burst forth.

"Ah... you came...?"

Feeling the warm liquid flowing from her lower body, Xiaoying's tone carried a hint of disappointment. My already
not-so-hard penis was even more limp after ejaculation, sliding weakly out of her vagina.

"Beibi, I'm sorry... you're just too sexy, I couldn't help myself..."

"Mmm... it's okay..."

Xiaoying cupped my cheeks and gently kissed me, stopping me from continuing. Then, she knelt
down picked up my limp penis, and gently took it into her mouth. The warm, moist sensation of her mucous membrane immediately enveloped
me. I felt Xiaoying empty her mouth and gently suck on my penis.
My glans , and the pleasure of the friction from her oral mucosa sent shivers down my spine.

Watching this sexy beauty pull aside my lace panties and intently suck on my penis
, a strange thought arose in my mind:

"If I were the one cleaning a man's penis right now, I wonder what it would feel like?"

Once this strange thought surfaced, an image naturally appeared in my mind: the image
I had just seen in the mirror, wearing women's underwear and heavy makeup, kneeling submissively between a pair of dark,
muscular thighs, sucking on my penis that had just ejaculated.

Unlike my shrunken penis, the penis I imagined serving me was thick, long, and large, covered in veins—
the very image of a majestic, muscular man. Although it had just ejaculated, it remained hard and
erect , ravaging my mouth.

This unusual sexual fantasy made my whole body hot, and my desire stirred again. However,
although my penis was sensitive and excited, it was only slightly engorged and couldn't even lift its head. No matter how hard
Xiaoying tried, there was no improvement.

"Wife, I'm sorry…it…seems to need a little more rest…"

Xiaoying pressed her white, jade-like index finger against my lips to stop me from apologizing again,
and guided me to lie back on the soft mattress with her hands on my shoulders. Then, she rolled over and straddled me, her legs
straddling my cheeks, revealing her engorged, flower-like vulva.

The semen I had just ejaculated, mixed with her own vaginal fluids, was slowly flowing out in front of me. At this moment,
I felt a warm, moist sensation enveloping my penis again. Xiaoying, supporting herself on the bed with her right hand, had already
taken my penis into her mouth again, her nimble tongue swirling inside. Her other hand reached between her wide-
open legs from her lower abdomen, and she began to masturbate passionately.

"Ah...husband..."

Xiaoying's muddy vulva was so close, and I could see her slender, long fingers quickly becoming covered in semen and
vaginal fluid , sliding down her wrists. Her pink labia, after being vigorously stimulated, were fully erect,
blooming slightly like a flower.

More and more vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, making "gurgling"
sounds as Xiaoying stimulated her. Soon, her fair fingers were covered in a layer of sticky moisture, and the overflowing fluid
flowed onto my face.

Xiaoying breathed heavily, her fingers playing with her vulva faster and faster. I raised my head and brought my face close to
her red, moist vulva, the sweet and sour scent filling my nostrils. I tried sticking out my tongue and licking Xiaoying's muddy,
messy vulva.

"Ah... Ah Jie... So good... You're so good at licking..."

"Yes... Right there... Mmm... Oh!"

Following Xiaoying's instructions, I carefully licked the vulva with the surface of my tongue, occasionally focusing on stimulating
the clitoris at the tip, and sometimes using the tip of my tongue to delve deeper into the vulva, digging out the overflowing lustful fluids. Xiaoying's firm
thighs clamped tightly around me, and her fingers, which had been rapidly manipulating the vulva, switched to using her index and middle fingers to separate her labia,
urging my tongue to serve her even more diligently.

My oral sex on her while wearing sexy lingerie seemed to give her immense pleasure. Xiaoying parted her lips with one hand, while
the other hand stroked my long wig and the shoulder straps on my shoulder blades, her suppressed panting sounds sexy and
high-pitched.

"Oh... So good... Husband... Ah... Oh!"

Under my onslaught of tongue techniques, Xiaoying's thighs clamped tightly around me as she trembled and reached her climax. Her
vaginal fluids flowed out like a tap turned on. This was the first time I'd seen Xiaoying so wet and
excited.

Even after her orgasm, she remained clamped around me, panting heavily, looking extremely satisfied.

And I, having ejaculated without reservation and still being ravaged by her "sperm-draining technique," experienced
unparalleled pleasure, but was also exhausted, my limbs weak, and I felt drowsy.

Perhaps she was starting to become fascinated with sexy lingerie. Xiaoying, who had previously disdained cheap clothes, began selecting several very sexy women's nightgowns through shopping websites after
that day , often coaxing me to help
her choose, saying she could wear them for me someday. Those so-called nightgowns mostly didn't cover anything,
but instead served as the perfect weapon to ignite a man's desire.

As for me, it was as if my experience wearing lingerie last time had flipped some forbidden switch in my mind.
Whenever Xiaoying and I sat side by side in front of the computer browsing those revealing and sexy clothes, I couldn't help but imagine
myself wearing those lingeries. This embarrassing situation always made me secretly clench my thighs, trying to hide
the urge in my groin.

After receiving the package from the website, I was originally looking forward to Xiaoying wearing those
seductive and sexy clothes to feast my eyes
on
, as she had said before. However, things didn't go as planned. A series of tasks from Xiaoying's company kept her extremely busy, and she would come home exhausted almost every day. She told me that with the company's business expansion, she would soon have to travel abroad for several weeks
.

On the other hand, I was the opposite. The off-season in the economy gave me a lot more free time. Therefore,

the company 's boss, Brother Shen, who was also the partner who recruited me to start the business, understood the previous

hard work of us veterans and instructed the managers to take turns to take time off while still receiving their salaries.

Suddenly, I was spending more time at home, and the strange
sexual experiences Xiaoying had led me through earlier kept replaying in my mind, so I started searching for related information online.

I was surprised to find that there were quite a few people like this online. According to informal statistics,

about 10% of men have had sexual fantasies about dressing as women; those who actually do so are collectively called crossdressers

. There are also groups, like those depicted in movies, who use drugs
or surgery to make their appearance more gender-specific due to gender identity issues; these are generally included in the "T" (T
transgender) category of LGBT.

Among them, many crossdressers are not satisfied with just clothing and makeup; they seek
the help . With the help of technology, these so-called "crossdressers" or "CD beauties"
may identify with the opposite sex in their minds and therefore use cosmetic medicine to pursue greater femininity, but at the same time, they are
unwilling completely give up their existing physical characteristics. So they defined
themselves , further becoming a unique group. They called themselves "the third sex" or "shemale."

Looking at the dazzling array of cross-dressing photos on the internet, some were dressed ridiculously and looked out of place; others were almost
unrecognizable as men, their every move alluring and captivating, even more feminine than women. But what they all
had in common was that each person in the photos appeared extremely confident and satisfied, seemingly
proud of their courage in openly acknowledging their gender identity as different from the mainstream.

As I scrolled the mouse, my left hand involuntarily rubbed my burning penis. Those alluring and beautiful
photos of the third sex undoubtedly opened a mysterious and forbidden door in my heart. High breasts, exquisite makeup,
sexy attire, and long, beautiful legs all made my heart race and filled me with excitement. With my fingers moving rapidly,
I quickly ejaculated a stream of thin, white semen in front of the screen.

After ejaculating, my libido didn't subside; instead, it intensified. A daring thought,
like a devil's whisper, surfaced in my mind:

"Since Xiaoying has been working late lately, can't I secretly wear her
sexy ...?"

Once this thought entered my mind, it seemed to have a magical power that wouldn't leave. Although I was
still worried about Xiaoying discovering my fetish, the allure of those seductive clothes quickly overshadowed my
unease about being discovered.

For several days, desire and anxiety battled each other. One afternoon, as usual, I was
home alone on my day off, while Xiaoying continued her busy schedule of leaving early and returning late. I finally mustered the courage, quickly took
a shower, and went to the dressing room to open Xiaoying's private wardrobe.

The scene inside truly shocked me. Normally, I wouldn't specifically go into her
dressing room, let alone observe how her clothes were organized. Xiaoying's
wardrobe , was overflowing with a dazzling array of pieces: satin, lace, openwork, sheer…
arranged like a showroom, each set neatly categorized.

The common thread among these mesmerizing garments was their exquisite and sensual nature.
After months of Xiaoying's "tutoring," I knew perfectly well that these daringly revealing, high-quality lingerie pieces were
undoubtedly expensive.

I'd never seen Xiaoying wear most of these pieces, and amidst my excitement, I was deeply moved:
Xiaoying had secretly prepared so many alluring and seductive garments to
surprise me during our intimate moments, all to nurture our marriage.

But now, I was secretly trying to wear her lingerie. This forbidden pleasure
instantly clouded my judgment; unexpectedly, my penis became
erect . However, perhaps it was just my imagination, but my penis seemed to have shrunk a size.

The excitement and anticipation quickly dispelled my doubts. I guessed it was just a visual illusion because I hadn't had a full erection
in so long .

I quickly took off my only clothes—my bra and boxer shorts—and stood naked in front of the wardrobe,
feeling parched and my heart pounding.

In my hand was a relatively simple bra. Even so, the intricate
three-dimensional lace and beautiful patterns still hinted at its high price.

The reason I chose this lingerie set is that the bra in this set is one of the few designs in Xiaoying's wardrobe with three-dimensional cups and
padding . Last time, when Xiaoying made me put on women's underwear, the two flat cups on my chest always made me feel a little
uneasy. If I wore a full-cup bra, at least it could cover up my empty "flat chest," right?

I somewhat understand the thoughts of flat-chested girls who want to look "greater."

With excitement, I adjusted the shoulder straps, put them on my shoulders, and fastened the back

clasp, just as Xiaoying had taught me. The smooth fabric was then securely fixed in front of my chest, forming two beautiful mountain-shaped curves.
And my penis continued to swell. Then I put my legs into the panties and gently pulled them up. My penis was
thus firmly covered and fixed by the silk fabric of the panties, and once again, only a
small .

"There's still plenty of time... I'll put on some makeup..."

A devilish temptation whispered in my ear. Almost without hesitation, I walked to the vanity, sat down, and
skillfully opened the drawer to take out cotton pads, soaked them with some toner, and began to gently pat my cheeks.

Next came foundation, blush, then eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, and finally lipstick, followed
by setting spray. I don't know how many times I'd rehearsed this process in my mind.
I felt like a girl who had been learning makeup since puberty, skilled and looking forward to becoming
beautiful.

My penis remained erect,
a few drops of semen seeping from the tip, staining the silk fabric. I felt my nipples, also inside the bra cups,
standing erect.

After finishing my upper body makeup, I examined myself in the mirror again. Large, clear eyes, delicate cheeks, and
slightly pearly red lips—I was no less beautiful than the girls on the street these days. The only flaw was my short
, masculine hair.

I remembered the wig Xiaoying had conjured up out of nowhere that day, so I decided to go all in and
rummage . Sure enough, the long, slightly curly wig lay quietly on top of the jewelry cabinet.

I carefully fastened the wig's hairpins to my own hair. In the mirror, aside from a slight
, indescribable awkwardness, I was completely a charming girl, slightly shy.

"Oh...so comfortable..."

I stood in front of the full-length mirror, gently caressing my nipples through my bra, a wave of pleasure quickly coursing through my body. The
empty cups inexplicably made me feel a faint sense of loss.

"Oh my god...is this me...? How perverted...but...so beautiful..."

I squeezed some lotion into my palm, and after wetting my hands, I gently slipped one hand inside my bra, while my other
hand pulled my penis out of my low-waisted lace panties, alternating between playing with it. The sexual fantasies that surfaced in my mind
were all of those beautiful female bodies I saw online. Without any sense of repulsion, I immediately immersed myself
in that scenario:

a stunningly beautiful woman exuding seduction with every gesture, while a male penis
hung . As the woman posed provocatively, the penis trembled and swayed beneath her.

The absurd fantasy and the realistic feel of the smooth underwear against her skin made my hand rub my penis faster and faster, the pleasure emanating from
the penis sending waves of tingling sensations through my body. Soon, my lower body trembled, and white semen
spurted from between my fingers, and I simultaneously reached a sweet orgasm. A wave of pleasurable sensation
spread throughout my body with the spurt of semen from my glans, the pleasure of the orgasm feeling as if every pore on my body had opened up.

I let out a long breath and involuntarily let out a short, suppressed groan. After ejaculation, my body was
completely relaxed. The soft and comfortable touch of the lace accompanied my fatigue. My mind was blank,
and I fell asleep in the bedroom wearing a messy set of women's underwear.

An unexpected happy marriage (7)

When I opened the door to the room, just as I saw through the lens of a pinhole camera and through the screen of my phone, Ah Jie,
wearing beautiful heavy makeup and a full set of sexy women's underwear, was sleeping soundly after masturbating and ejaculating.
He was lying on our bed, emitting even and satisfied snores.

Thinking back to what Zhe Ge told me: there is not much difference between humans and animals. In fact, we are all
constrained by all kinds of desires. Personality comes from past life experiences and becomes difficult to change as we get older.
However, as long as we follow the path of personality, it is not too difficult to change a person's thoughts and preferences.

The first step is to establish a "connection".

The second step is to strengthen the "relevance" through external behavior.

The third step is to establish a program that can be sustained in the long term and naturally repeated.

In daily life, I taught Ah-Jie, half-jokingly and half-seriously, all the techniques for managing a woman's appearance

, while simultaneously and unintentionally arousing his sexual desire. This was about establishing a "connection"
between ."

When he finally couldn't resist and willingly put on my lingerie to seek that stimulation and pleasure, these
external behaviors would, without his awareness, continuously reinforce the "
association" between "pleasure" and "femininity."

What Zhe-ge wanted me to do next was to give Ah-Jie affirmation, praise, and rewards, allowing him to
automatically construct this repetitive cycle. In this way, even without outside encouragement, he would become increasingly
immersed in the joy of being a fake woman.

Unlike the male protagonist in the movie who falls in love with cross-dressing by accident, I deliberately concealed my intentions from Ah-Jie
, following Zhe-ge's instructions step by step to seduce him into depravity. This "bad woman" behavior,
however gave me a sense of liberation from self-degradation.

Three weeks ago, following Zhe-ge's instructions, I had hidden cameras installed in the bedroom and living room of our house while A-jie was at work .
Through a mobile app, they could easily monitor what was happening in the house.
The footage could also be used by Zhe-ge to watch A-jie and me on his phone.

During that time, I asked A-jie to accompany me to buy all sorts of daring and sexy lingerie online.
After they arrived, I used the excuse of being busy with work, leaving early and returning late every day, to create the illusion that I had no time to fulfill his expectations. At the
same time , I deliberately placed the selected lingerie and wigs in a conspicuous place in the closet, so that A-jie could easily decide which styles were most suitable for his first time wearing women's underwear
without much effort .

Just as Zhe-ge predicted, A-Jie couldn't forget the thrill and excitement of dressing up as a woman. After browsing pornographic images online
for a few days , he finally sneakily rummaged through my wardrobe at home. Not
satisfied with just wearing it, he went further and sat down at the vanity, holding a powder puff and eyebrow pencil, gradually making himself more feminine.

Keeping an eye on A-Jie, who was still fast asleep in bed, I carefully took off my suit to avoid waking him
before . My breasts, pushed up by the black, revealing bra, with the fabric constantly stimulating my erect nipples,
were now exposed to the air.

My lower body still trembled from the ecstasy of servicing the man, being double-penetrated, and experiencing a heavenly orgasm.
The man had ejaculated comfortably inside my vagina, leaving behind a sticky, gooey mess.

I, too, experienced unprecedented pleasure. The man's semen, another woman's vaginal fluid, and
my own love juices mingled, gushing from my opening and accumulating on my thong. The thin,
small fabric was already soaked with the fluids, remaining perpetually dripping.

Yes, under Zhe-ge's orders, I had just attended my first sex party: and it was also
the first time I had witnessed what a so-called "trained" woman looked like. Their posture and
blissful expressions filled me with envy, even jealousy.

The setting was the well-known hotel I had just left, a wife-swapping game spontaneously decided upon by Zhe-ge and a friend
. Only, they were swapping other people's wives.

Zhe-ge, his so-called friend, Dr. Chen, his female companion, and I
were dining together in the hotel's restaurant.

Dr. Chen looked very young, with striking features and a tall, handsome figure—a true "male god" in terms of appearance
. It was hard to imagine that he would be a member of Brother Zhe's private circle.

His female companion had a slightly round face and looked very gentle and elegant. Her light makeup made
all the other women in the restaurant pale in comparison. She wore an elegant Tiffany blue dress and
classic jewelry from a well-known brand, and her every move exuded elegance and sophistication.

While the men were chatting and drinking at the bar before the food was served, I tried to greet her with a smile,
attempting to ease my nervousness about attending such a gathering for the first time.

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Xiaoying, and I'm Dr. Zhe's... girlfriend."

"Xiaoying, you're so beautiful! Don't be so reserved... By the way, can I call you 'little sister'? You
can just call me Lixin... I'm Dr. Chen's, um, sex slave..."

"Sex... slave?"

The sudden utterance of such a shocking term from her elegant mouth truly astonished me, leaving me
speechless . But what surprised me most was how casually she could admit to being Dr. Chen's
"sex slave," as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Hmm...yes...you too, right? Otherwise you wouldn't be here...actually,
it's not wrong to say you're his girlfriend...it's just that our boyfriend-girlfriend relationship is different from what most people think, so I
prefer to call myself his sex slave...it has a different meaning for me."

"I often hear Dr. Chen talk about you and Dr. Wu. You're so beautiful, have such a great temperament, and are so
capable. I wonder how many girls would envy you!"

Lixin's approachable personality made it easy for me to like her. My job often requires me to entertain
some top-tier clients, and judging from her clothes, her bag, and her jewelry, her
living environment is definitely very affluent. Lixin undoubtedly belongs to that group, but she does
n't have the distance or arrogant attitude that typical wealthy women give off.

We quickly let down our guard and started chatting away. From work, fashion trends,
makeup, beauty and skincare to sports, we could chat enthusiastically about almost anything. It seemed like we were born to be
compatible, making me, who has always lacked female confidantes, feel a sense of regret for not having met them sooner.

The atmosphere at lunch was very harmonious. The men's conversation always revolved around work, their beloved toys
like cars, sports equipment, and vinyl records.

Everyone tacitly avoided mentioning the adult games that were to be played later, making it seem like two couples who had known each other
for years and had a very good relationship.

After lunch, the men politely left to pay the bill, subtly indicating they were going to their rooms to freshen up, leaving Lixin and me
to leisurely enjoy dessert.

After we both devoured the sweet and fluffy soufflés,
our conversation came to a close. Lixin affectionately took my hand, and we walked side-by-side towards the elevator
.

Standing at the door, Lixin could see I hesitated slightly. She gave me a reassuring smile,
like a brave older sister leading her little sister on her first adventure.

"Little sister, there's something we need to do before we go in..."

A blush rose to Lixin's pretty face, her expression a little hesitant.

"They want us to exchange clothes at the door and then ring the doorbell..."

"Eh... really?... That's so embarrassing..."

I knew that once the game started, there was no going back. I knew I couldn't refuse, but the thought of taking off my clothes in front of a busy hotel corridor,
without considering the consequences, still made it hard for me to cross that line in my heart.

"It's okay, little sister... it's okay if people see... it won't hurt you..."

Although Lixin's expression was shy, her hands still reached for the zipper behind her back without hesitation and gently unzipped it.
With a "whoosh," Lixin's expensive dress
slid to her feet.

"And...it's really exciting...I used to be very resistant to it...but then I slowly
got hooked!"

Unexpectedly, Lixin surprised me again. What amazed me wasn't just her
stunningly beautiful, well-proportioned, porcelain-white figure beneath her clothes. It was the way she gracefully removed her dress, leaving her with only
a special "clothing": a white cotton rope wrapped around her waist in a T-shape, then
digging deep between her bright red labia.

Just above her pubic bone, a beautiful calligraphic tattoo was imprinted on her flawless skin:

"dirtyslut."

A blue-purple swallowtail butterfly rested at the end of the "t," its long wings extending all the way to her waist. Like...
She looked as if she were drinking the nectar from a flower, her wings half-open, half-closed, incredibly beautiful.

I never imagined that someone so gentle and dignified on the outside could possess such a wanton and seductive nature. Lixin's lower
body, tightly bound by the cotton rope, was already a sticky, wet patch. It turned out that while we were eating and chatting happily together, she had been
silently and imperceptibly enduring the torment of the cotton rope.

"Xiaoying, it's your turn..."

Captivated by Lixin's alluring and seductive yet gentle and sexy aura, my hand involuntarily reached
for the buttons on my shirt. Although I was still uneasy and worried that a stranger might suddenly
appear looking into Lixin's determined eyes, I knew I had no room for compromise. So, I slowly began
to unbutton my shirt, revealing my breasts, unprotected by cups and only supported by underwires.

A thin, sheer bra or underwire bras paired with various sexy thongs had almost become my
standard daily attire. Without the protection of the fabric and with Zhe Ge's frequent caresses and stimulation, my
genitals seemed to have become more sensitive and developed than before. Now, visually stimulated by Li Xin's beautiful body, my
light brown nipples stood erect in a blatant display.

"Oh my! Look at this…isn't this a pretty and sexy young girl?"

Li Xin feigned seriousness in her assessment, her amusing and adorable appearance making me chuckle
. For a moment, I forgot that we were standing almost naked at the hotel room door.

Her outer garments were casually placed on the floor. Li Xin's skin was smooth and delicate, and her breasts were of moderate size; I
professionally guessed they were around an E or F cup. She seemed quite used to this kind of game, her expression
natural and unhurried , unlike my stiff and unnatural movements.

"Little sister, you see…I guessed right, you're being…trained by Dr. Wu too!"

Li Xin smiled, gazing into my eyes, and generously took my hand, bringing me closer. Her soft, delicate lips
naturally pressed against mine. Her large, soft breasts pressed tightly against my chest. A sweet current of
pleasure immediately traveled from my erect nipples throughout my body.

"Mmm... um..."

"Xiaoying... Master said... we have to exchange everything... so, my 'buttocks' down there too..."

"Mmm... Lixin... um, I'm too shy... I, I might not be able to..."

"Good girl... be brave... they're waiting for us!"

Lixin remained pressed against me, her right hand gently teasing my nipple, while her left hand
reached behind my back to unhook my bra.

"Mmm... ah..."

My breasts were quickly "disarmed" by her skillful hands. Lixin's caresses didn't
stop . As a woman herself, she knew very well how to gently undress a woman and what kind of
teasing could quickly arouse a woman's desire.

Next came the only piece of fabric left on my body: the thong that outlined my hips and the shape of my genitals
.

Lixin's slender fingertips first slipped between my waist and thong, tracing circles on my buttocks while her knuckles
hooked the waistband and slid down.

My last shred of reason vanished under Lixin's skillful touch. As the panties slipped down,
I naturally bent one leg, letting her hand holding the fabric slip through my ankle and the toe of my shoe. When the thin fabric of the thong
parted between my thighs, I clearly saw the silvery-white thread of my genitals connecting to a
dark wet stain in the center of the panties.

"...Sister Lixin..."

Lixin skillfully untied the knot near her bikini line, wrapping it left and right, and the cotton rope around her
waist and hips was quickly restored to a long, straight line.

"Little sister, I'm going to tie you up... The buttock rope is one of the simpler bondage techniques...
Sometimes asks us to tie ourselves, so you should learn it a little!
The master will be very happy to have a female slave who can self-bind!"

"Hmm... Sister Lixin... You... are too professional...?... Hmm..."

Lixin folded the cotton rope in half and wrapped it around my waist as if she were measuring my waist with a tape measure. The rope was
then tied together again at my lower back, then turned and inserted it between my thighs, then
out after looping the rope around my navel, she pulled, and the cotton rope between my thighs cut straight into my labia without any mercy
.

Watching Lixin's skillful hands pull the rope, wrap it, and tie a knot, I momentarily forgot that I was the one
being bound by her. The pressure of the cotton rope on my private parts,
the visual impression of it eroding and biting as it brushed against my skin, and the feeling of my limbs being restricted in their range of motion constantly stimulated every nerve in my body.

I felt the rope making my body increasingly hot, quickly becoming as hot as if it were burning. My vaginal
fluids overflowed, instantly making the rope between my legs wet and sticky.

"Little sister...it seems you're a true masochist like me! This reaction doesn't lie
..."

Lixin smiled, her fingers tracing the edge of my labia, picking up a speck of fluid.

"Ugh...sister...sister, don't tease me...I can't take it..."

A current of pleasure surged through my body via Lixin's fingertips. Afraid of embarrassingly
reaching orgasm right there at the room's door, I could only plead and beg for mercy.

"Okay, okay...my good little sister, get dressed and go inside to serve Dr. Chen!"

Lixin picked up the dress from the floor, helped me put it on, and then took off her high-heeled sandals for me to slip on.
Then started picking up my clothes and putting them on me one by one.

I have to admit, Lixin's bust size and shape were far more beautiful than mine. Although my breasts are also an F-cup,
her shapely figure, after wearing my bra, revealed a perfect teardrop-shaped bust with slightly upturned,
adorable nipples, making me, as a woman myself, incredibly envious.

After putting on a thong, buttoning up a white shirt, and an A-line skirt that barely extended past her buttocks, a sexy office lady
with an elegant face and an unusually hot figure, her shirt buttons bulging and taut,
appeared before me.

"Okay, little sister… I'm going to serve your boyfriend… Little sister, you have to let
my master use you properly too…"

"Okay, sister… don't say that… what if someone hears… um… ah…"

Lixin deliberately used the word "use" to emphasize my objectified position, which made me instantly reach a climax.
A mini-climax. A warm current seemed to surge eagerly from deep within my vagina, and my tightly clenched crotch
was quickly soaked with love juice, almost as if I had lost control.

Ignoring my embarrassed expression, Lixin rang the doorbell and went into Zhe Ge's room. I had no choice but to turn around and
muster the courage to knock on the door opposite.

"Come in,"

a magnetic male voice came from inside—it was indeed Dr. Chen's voice from the meal earlier. I
breathed a slight sigh of relief. Opening the door and entering the room, the rope rubbing against my labia made me tremble with every step.
A lewd scene immediately came into view.

A young girl was reclining on the sofa, her legs spread wide in an M-shape, raising her
genitals towards the man on the other sofa, masturbating in a highly suggestive manner.

"Master, please watch Wanting play with her own rotten cunt... Oh, oh... Ah, ah..."

The girl in front of me was clearly an expert at teasing men. Under the man's gaze, the girl's index and ring fingers
unabashedly parted her engorged labia, revealing her moist, rosy vulva. Her fair middle finger bent and plunged deep into
her vagina, vigorously probing and teasing.

Her other hand was not idle either, reaching from the outside of her thigh to her plump buttocks, sometimes caressing her erect,
red labia, sometimes dabbing at the vaginal fluid flowing from her vulva, circling the folds of her coffee-colored anus.

"Oh, oh... Master... Look, Wanting's cunt is so horny... Oh oh... Your slutty slave is
a public bus that everyone wants to ride... Ah ah... My black pussy is so horny... Ah ah... My asshole wants to be fucked too... Ah..."

"Xiaoying, please come over here."

I was stunned by the lewd scene before me, but the man's words pulled me back to reality. The man's tone was calm,
yet carried a subtle air of authority. I instinctively obeyed his command and walked to the sofa.

"Her name is Wanting, she's Lixin's only daughter."

"Ah, Lixin's...?"

Too many unimaginable things had happened today, but the fact that this
wanton girl, who might even put prostitutes to shame, was Lixin's daughter, and that she shared a master with her mother, still left me
momentarily bewildered.

Dr. Chen turned and gave me an approving nod, then turned back to continue watching
Wanting 's masturbation show. The girl named Wanting, in contrast to my bewilderment, gave me a
meaningful, seductive smile, her hands moving without the slightest pause.

"Wan Ting is so young, but she's been with over two hundred men. She's had sex with
almost !"

"Who would have thought such an innocent-looking girl would have such a serious sex addiction? She was initially
brought to me by her mother because of the pressure of college entrance exams and her frequent masturbation. I thought this cute girl clearly
had potential for development, so I naturally took her in." "

Of course, from then on, she no longer needed to masturbate for pleasure. At the tail end of puberty, her sexual
tastes became increasingly extreme. I naturally encouraged her to seduce men she fancied; you could say that's her
talent! Within a few months, she'd slept with all the teachers and instructors at school, becoming their gossip about her sex life."

"When she first entered university, only a few months into the semester, this little girl already had over two dozen casual sex partners, not including
those she rejected after one-night stands!"

"Later, she also hoped that her closest relative, her mother, Lixin, could also enter this
circle .

Under our careful planning, Lixin was gradually developing the nature within her that enjoyed
promiscuous sex."

"Mmm... Oh... Because... I think Mommy is like me... Deep down, she's a slut who loves to have sex... And, Mommy is so pitiful... Daddy's penis is small and he's having an affair... Oh... Master... My pussy feels
so

good
..."

Xiaoying, who was masturbating on the sofa, echoed Dr. Chen's words, her hands playing with her private parts even more
intensely , to the point that her buttocks were completely suspended in the air, her genitals sticking out, naked in front of Dr. Chen and me
, making "splashing" sounds.

After Dr. Chen finished speaking, he slightly bowed and changed his posture, placing his hands behind his head, looking relaxed and carefree
. At this moment, I realized that he had already showered and washed up, and was only wearing a large hotel bath towel.

"Xiaoying, Lao Wu always raves about you to me, making me, his old friend, incredibly envious.
Such a beautiful, capable girl with a great figure and a positive personality—it's no exaggeration to say she's a once-in-a-millennium find
!"

Dr. Chen and Brother Zhe possessed different masculine qualities. Brother Zhe was a composed, confident, and considerate
mature man, while Dr. Chen was young, handsome, and gentle yet exuded a slightly masculine air.

Regardless, women are always powerless against the sweet words of handsome men, even if they imply an
undeniable illicit affair.

"Xiaoying, take off that dress."

"Okay."

My lust had already been ignited by Lixin's superb skills, and the lewd scene in the room made my guard
gradually lower. As soon as I unzipped the dress, the soft fabric quickly slipped off my body. My

body, sensitive and excited from nervousness and Lixin's teasing, and the rope around my waist were immediately exposed

to their naked eyes.

"Lixin tied the rope beautifully...it suits you very well, Xiaoying. You should ask Brother Zhe to tie you up
more ..."

Dr. Chen
scrutinized eyes full of admiration. I could only helplessly
let him admire my body, like prey being watched.

At some point, Wanting also stood up from the sofa and walked barefoot to my side. Only then did I notice that
she wore a black leather choker around her snow-white neck, with bronze metal rings set in the leather, gleaming with
a warm light.

"Sister...let's please the master together..."

Wanting wrapped her arms around my waist, standing on tiptoe slightly, her erect nipples touching my breasts.

She deliberately made our nipples touch each other, causing the four erect buds to be squeezed and deformed.

"Oh...sister...your breasts are so big...I envy you so much...isn't it satisfying to give a man a blowjob?"

Wan Ting rhythmically drew circles with her body, centering on her chest. To compensate for the height difference,
she cupped her breasts with both hands and rubbed them directly against me. That wanton manner strongly
captured my vision and was imprinted in my mind.

A girl with such a pure and sunny appearance was so naturally using her body as a toy to please
men . Moreover, she felt
happy from the bottom of her heart about doing things that society's values deemed "objectifying women and degrading oneself"... Could BDSM really have such magical power?

"Wan Ting, you teach her how to serve men with her mouth."

"Okay."

Ignoring whether I had fully grasped whether the current situation was real or just a sex role-playing

game, Wan Ting had already intimately wrapped her arms around my waist and led me to squat down in front of Dr. Chen. I felt
the restraint between my legs loosen, and the cotton rope between my legs had been easily untied by her.

Now, my private parts were completely exposed. My labia, engorged and aroused by the cotton rope, were wetly
parted and presented before Dr. Chen.

"Kneel, legs apart,"

Dr. Chen coldly commanded me to adjust my position. I obeyed, pressing my knees to the carpet
. The heels of my Lixin lambskin high-heeled sandals pointed towards the ceiling as I knelt.

Wanting reached out and pulled down his underwear, revealing his semi-erect penis lying casually between his legs. Although not fully engorged
, it was already quite impressive in size.

Then, Wanting placed one hand on my lower back, guiding me to straighten my spine, and with the other hand, guided me to lower my head and gently kiss the tip of
his glans . I immediately understood that it was a symbol of a female slave's submission to her master.

"Sister... let's do it together... even sluts like us who need to be fucked
need to be masters ... Master loves it when we're kneeling under his crotch, heads bowed, sucking his cock..."

Wan Ting carefully pulled back the foreskin of the penis to the bottom, opened her mouth and took his large, swollen glans into her
mouth, until her mouth completely covered Dr. Chen's glans, the edges of her lips perfectly covering the coronal sulcus.
Then, at a very slow pace, she swallowed and released the gradually engorged behemoth.

Dr. Chen's penis quickly became engorged and erect under Wan Ting's oral service, the straight and thick shaft topped
with a beautifully shaped purplish-red glans.

Wan Ting, with the glans in her mouth, her young and tender cheeks sunken with each breath, her lips covering the penis
pushing forward inch by inch. Wan Ting inhaled through her nose, occasionally making seductive nasal sounds. Finally,
Dr. 's impressively large penis was completely swallowed by her.

Wan Ting, seemingly struggling, remained motionless, her nose pressed against Dr. Chen's lower abdomen, her throat occasionally
swallowing. A little saliva seeped from between his penis and her lips,
staining .

I had seen videos like that online before; it was very difficult deep-throating sex. I never imagined that she,
at such a young age, could perform oral sex so skillfully. It seemed like it wouldn't give a woman pleasure,
and might even cause nausea, but Wan Ting's expression showed none of that; instead, it revealed a
submissive, pleasurable expression.

About half a minute later, Wan Ting released half of the penis, keeping it half in her mouth, her right hand gently grasping
the base of the shaft, sucking and moving the head back and forth. The movements were as practiced as if she were using a glove to stroke a man's penis.

"Sister... let's lick together..."

Wanting held my hand, and our faces approached the engorged penis from either side.
The scent of male secretions immediately filled my nostrils, and I, already feeling unsatisfied by the clitoris, became even more confused and infatuated. When
I saw Wanting on the other side, sticking out her pink tongue to lick the penis, I naturally followed
suit , letting my tongue roll between Dr. Chen's glans, frenulum, and shaft.

The thick penis glistened wetly, as if emitting steam. I licked it diligently, and the penis
in front of me looked more and more alluring. The shiny purple umbrella-shaped glans and the blue veins rising on the surface of the shaft
made me feel mesmerized.

"Ah... how can this be? I want to have sex so badly... oh my god... I'm... soaking wet..."

Seeing Dr. Chen's squinting expression of enjoyment gave me a great sense of accomplishment. The thought of being favored by a man
gradually occupied my mind, making my oral teasing of the penis even bolder and more lewd. Meanwhile,
Wan Ting's actions became increasingly wanton. Besides stimulating the entire penis with her skillful tongue, she even took turns sucking and
swallowing the scrotum, as if savoring a delicious treat.

Lost in the act of giving the man oral sex, her hands were already impatiently buried between her wide-open legs,
wantonly playing with her overflowing vulva. Thick, sticky fluid
dripped to the ground. Wan Ting, however, paid no heed to my gaze, still groaning with the penis in her mouth,
her fingers thrusting in and out with increasing intensity.

"Without a doubt, I must be Zhe-ge's mistress… So, are Li-xin and Wan Ting
also ? Why do I feel they are different from me… And the way they call themselves
sex slaves… they seem so open, so happy…?"

I silently compared the differences between Wan Ting and myself, and Li-xin's feelings for Zhe-ge and Dr. Chen.
A vague idea seemed to be quietly sprouting in my heart.

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