[Lustful Desires] Author: N Tianya

Author: n Tianya
Word Count: 4500

My dearest Mr. Cuckold, perhaps using the word "darling" between two grown men seems a bit too
cheesy, but I must use these two words to express my respect and gratitude to you. As for what I'm grateful for,
I think you can guess.

With immense pleasure and trepidation, I send you this email. If you feel this
is premature, please forgive and gladly accept my audacity. Because I know that although my actions have
embarrassed and troubled you, you undoubtedly enjoy them, which is why I dare to so boldly inform you: you've been
cuckolded .

As for the purpose of informing you, I haven't yet come up with a good reason. Logically, I could just
secretly enjoy my affair with your wife, even though I know you're aware of our relationship. But there's no
way around it; human desires are never truly satisfied. When one desire is satisfied, it becomes
a stepping stone to another. Once a desire is satisfied, it ceases to be a desire and becomes a taken-for-granted condition. Desire is like a piece
of steel; it cannot be broken by Sima Guang's stone, nor filled by the waters of the Three Rivers and Five Lakes. No matter the wind, rain, thunder, lightning, or the solitary lamp and
ancient Buddha , it remains unmoved.

Humans have desires, and I am a human, so I have desires. Therefore, mere private boasting is no longer enough to satisfy my
desires. Even if I possess beauty, I can enjoy it quietly in the shadows, but it's still
not enough . I want you to know openly and honestly that there is no reason to take away your most precious thing and then trample on it in front of you,
to revel in your enjoyment. This is my current desire. Humans have desires, and you are a human too; you also have
desires . I don't know if I have adequately satisfied your minimum desires before, that is
, whether my sexual intercourse with your wife satisfied you. But I know that your next desire is to be able to openly expose yourself to me
, to make me even beg you to have sex with your wife. Oh, I can't use such a sacred word as "sexual intercourse." To you
, it's fucking, fucking hard. I think you know me inside and out, even how often I
change my underwear. Oh, if you still don't know, let me tell you, every three days.
I'm getting tired of rambling on and on. So, let's reminisce about my first time with your
dear wife. I have to say, "dear" is more fitting for her: It was your
first day on a business trip. Oh, don't rush, even though we know the time, place, environment, and people, we still
need keep reading, right? It was your first day on a business trip, oh, maybe it was to meet your lover. Okay, okay
, I won't say any more, keep reading. I sneaked into your house. I have to say, your villa is huge,
three floors in total. I didn't know where to go for a moment.

It was the sound of your wife showering that attracted me, which led to all this. The rich man's house is huge;
the bathroom alone is as big as my bedroom, and the bathtub is like a bed. Through the half-open sliding door,
I could clearly see her graceful figure, or perhaps not so clearly, but the steam in the bathroom gave it a
hazy, alluring beauty. Right, you probably only know that I fucked your wife that day, but not the details,
right? Well then, let me give you a lewd and detailed description. I only wanted to peep, to see her delicate, smooth
hands caressing her body. I'd never seen such a beautiful woman with such elegance. Cherry lips, willow waist, cheeks tinged with pale apricot,
complexion like a deep peach. The fragrance of cardamom cannot compare, the delicate beauty of pear blossoms cannot be described, she seems even more beautiful than a peony. Such an elegant
beauty is like a fairy, inspiring approachability without any lewd thoughts. But guess what this bitch did? She masturbated
! Such a dignified woman masturbating—I can't stand it. You might find this incomprehensible, but
I couldn't stand it. Blame her for masturbating. I couldn't take it anymore, so I drugged her with the aphrodisiac I
'd prepared . I don't have the video of me fucking your wife that day, but I recorded it

to be safe from the police later. Although I didn't use it, if you want it, I won't give it to you, haha. She needed to be unconscious for a while before the aphrodisiac took effect. I carried her to bed, and I vividly remember my reason and my penis battling. My reason said: Don't do this, this is rape, home invasion rape, it could even turn into rape and murder. Put her down and run, as far away as possible, since you have no attachment to this city. Think about what your friends will think of you, you're a rapist, a murderer. What about your parents? They raised you, your grandfather is still in the countryside , proud of his grandson who became a college student. Put her down… My penis said: I want to have some fun. So I fucked her, shoving my cock—my cock that hadn't been washed for days and was smelly and pungent—into her hole. Because she'd been masturbating, it was very lubricated and wet, and it slid in smoothly all the way. For the first time in my life, I felt that temperature and sensation; it was warm, even a little hot. Excitement made me unable to move. When I regained some control of my body, I moved slightly, and sure enough, I just writhed a few times on top of her before ejaculating. I don't know if you should be excited or happy, but I don't think you'd be sad—a twenty-year-old virgin 's semen shooting deep into your wife's womb. As I lay panting on top of your wife, she woke up. There was no trace of a virtuous woman's restraint; her eyes were languid, and she was a completely wanton, seductive harlot. No amount of lewd words could adequately describe her expression. I think you've seen this kind of expression many times in spy videos, so I won't describe it to you. I must say, your wife's kissing skills are truly fiery. She hooked her arms around my neck and kissed me with her red lips, her little tongue scraping back and forth in my mouth, as if trying to suck up all my saliva. When my rough tongue reached out to hers, your wife immediately sucked it in, enveloping it in her mouth—it was so warm and soft. Besides the tongue above , my lower "tongue" was also wrapped up in her lower opening, becoming an erect penis. Only then did I truly experience what a vagina feels like—incredibly pleasurable. Just imagine how your wife used to wrap around you, and you'll know how pleasurable it was when your wife wrapped around me. And according to her, my penis is much bigger than yours; how could the pleasure of your little penis compare to the pleasure ? Your wife's vagina tightly grips my penis, desperately pulling it inward. I try to pull out, but I can feel the vaginal walls pulling me in, clinging tightly. With each thrust, I feel an even stronger elasticity pulling me forward, slapping against your wife's buttocks with a loud slapping sound.

I reached for her breasts with both hands. Smooth, tender, soft, big, and wonderful—that's my
assessment . By the way, when you're having sex with your wife, no, when you're having sex with her, aren't you very careful? Afraid of hurting her
or crushing her. But when I use her, that's right, when I use your wife, all I care about is pleasure. As long as my big cock
is satisfied, I don't care how your wife is ravaged or how much pain she's in. I don't care. I just treat her as a tool for sexual release
. Haha, you should like that title, right?

So I'm ruthless with your wife's breasts. I can knead them at will, changing them
into various shapes. I even had a few thoughts of squeezing them to burst. Yes, squeezing them to burst, but unfortunately, your wife
's breasts are just too smooth and tender. Every time I knead them, it feels like I'm sinking in, and then her breasts slip through my
fingers . Ha, your wife, your darling's breasts are so wonderful.

Without further ado, let's get to it. How can I be polite when I'm enjoying your wife to the fullest? The stimulation made me speechless, unable to utter any seductive
words. All I knew was to rub my lower body with both hands and thrust in and out... slap slap slap slap slap slap
slap slap... Perhaps it was the effect of the aphrodisiac, her face was flushed , covered in fragrant sweat, and she moaned wantonly : "

Ah~ ah ... Not satisfied with my violent thrusting , her ass pressed even harder, the crisp sounds of flesh colliding echoing in the empty house, adding to the lewdness. Her vagina suddenly tightened, with a spiraling suction; now I realize she orgasmed. I thrust even faster; the tightness made it even more pleasurable. Your wife is having such a wonderful time. We both orgasmed, the pent-up semen finding its outlet again, shooting into her vagina—no, into her uterus. I clearly felt my penis pierce through her vagina, shooting into a hot, scalding world. Hahaha, la la la, your wife , your sweetheart, I've insided her! She's unconscious again; I've had my fill. A sudden wave of guilt washed over me. Honestly, if I had a knife, I would have stabbed her in the stomach without hesitation. Should I have killed her? Should I have killed her? What should I do ? What should I do? I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't have done this, I shouldn't have done this. I should have run, I should have run, run wherever , I don't know, I don't know, anywhere is fine, anywhere is fine. My reason and my penis spoke in unison. I froze, I couldn't move. I had raped someone, I had raped her! She woke up, and I froze, staring straight at her, then collapsed to the ground. The ground was wet; I had peed. Yes, I'm that kind of coward, I don't know what to do. She stared at me and cried out, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I beg you, don't kill me!" I froze again. Yes, I'm a robber now, a home invasion rapist. I'm fearless, I'm capable of anything . I'm afraid of her a little, and she's afraid of me a lot. "Ah, please, please don't kill me! Do you want money? I have it, my family has some cash, or I can give you my phone, jewelry, and bags . Please don't kill me! Rape me, please don't kill me!" She started crying. "Waaah, rape me, rape me! I haven't felt this good in so long! Rape me now! I won't call the police, just rape me! He hasn't made love to me in so long, he's busy, he doesn't have time, he's away on a business trip and won't be back tomorrow, and even when we do have sex, he's not interested. He's so small... please rape me, it feels so good, please rape me!" Oh, so this is a lonely, wanton woman. But my mind was completely blank at that moment; I just stared at her, wide-eyed, listening to her talk about loneliness. "Enough!" I yelled. "Bitch, bitch! Enough! All women are like this, every single one of you is bitch! She's the same. I chased her for three years! Three years, damn it! Three years and I still couldn't see her true colors. She fucking caught me in a hotel room. I'm a loser, I'm not going to be a backup plan. Damn it, I was going to rape her today anyway. I'm not afraid of death. I followed you because you're pretty, and I accidentally ended up in your room. You fucking call the police and have me arrested, stop acting like a bitch here!" I was still slumped on the floor, my anger making my neck bulge with veins, feeling utterly heartbroken. She sobbed as she got off the bed. I thought she was going to call the police. If your wife had called the police back then, I would have been finished . She didn't, and I didn't expect her to be so shameless. She got off the bed and knelt in front of me. Her face was absolutely gorgeous, especially after crying like a pear blossom in the rain, which made her even more alluring. Her delicate face, bright eyes, textured and elegant nose, and slightly parted lips were finally something I could look at closely. We stared at each other for a few seconds, which felt like three years. Suddenly, she pounced on me. I wasn't expecting it, and when I pushed her away and tried to stand up, she lunged forward again , clinging tightly to my left leg. Even if you had a thousand and one chances, you'd never guess what your wife would do next. She lowered her delicate face, pressed her tongue to the ground, and started licking my urine! Haha! How shameless! "How shameless!" I cursed her, kicking her face away with my stinky foot. She came closer again, and so it went, with me pushing her away with one foot while she desperately licked my urine… You can imagine how ridiculous this scene was. I was exhausted, lying on the ground, letting your wife lick my genitals… I don't remember much about that debauched night. The reason I dared to write you this letter is because I gradually learned about your wife's true nature. I know you've installed many cameras in your house , secretly filming our lewd acts, and I pretend not to know, indulging in my pleasures with your wife. To create opportunities for us, you even frequently pretend to be on business trips or have other business to do. I remember that one time I thought you were just visiting on a business trip. After my wife and I had sex, you thought we were asleep. You came out of the closet and started licking my stinky feet. Don't think I didn't know; you not only licked my feet but also gave me oral sex. I'd be disgusted even if a guy were sucking my penis, but you seemed to enjoy it. You truly deserve the title of cuckold . Did you really think I was still asleep after I ejaculated in your mouth? Of course, you might also know that I've discovered your fetish. Anyway, from the moment you received this letter, this matter is out in the open. As for who you are...

I don't care about your attitude. You can pretend you don't know, or you can both keep it from your wife—that way it'll be even more fun.

Okay, I'll stop here. Your wife is still waiting for me at your house.

Your wife's man

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This is my first post, I hope you all like it. Having read enough stories written from the perspective of the cuckolded, I
couldn't help but wonder if I could write cuckold stories from the cuckold's perspective. Originally, I planned to write a plot-driven story, but halfway through, I felt this
angle was more suitable for a handjob story, so the writing style will change to something more lewd. The plot or action sequences
may have some unrealistic elements and flaws, but I'll try my best to ensure the excitement and thrill. Perhaps I'm deeply
influenced by Cao Ren's wife, Cao Da, so sometimes I borrow his writing style. Please forgive me, as long as it's enjoyable.

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