[Taking My Wife to Another World] (Part 1)

Chapter 1
On the way back with my wife, I looked at her. Her clothes seemed a little disheveled, her face still
flushed from the pleasure, and her long, beautiful legs in stockings under her miniskirt trembled slightly. Clearly, my lovely wife
hadn't quite recovered from the previous decadent pleasure.
My wife noticed me looking at her, and her hazy eyes filled with love as she smiled sweetly. I reached out and stroked
her cheek affectionately, saying, "Did you like it?"
My wife gently rubbed her cheek against my hand, shyly saying, "It was alright, but... you
can't be this crazy again!"
But the moisture in her voice told me that she didn't resent the previous revelry.
I reached out and touched her long, beautiful legs, laughing, "Darling, your body doesn't say that
."
She gave a coquettish "Mmm," tightened her grip on my hand, and said, "Green light, let's go."
I pushed, inserting a finger, and said, "Okay, I'll go home like this." I
even moved it a few times. My wife didn't say anything, just squeezed even tighter. 　　The
car had only moved a few meters when a bright light shone from my left, accompanied by the roar of a truck. 　　 Damn 　　 , the truck ran a red light, probably overloaded.
I suddenly accelerated, trying to 　　rush out. A flash of bright light 　　, and then I knew nothing more. ********** ... 　　Where am I 　　 ???? I don't know how much time passed, but the squeezing became more intense, and I was forced out. A chill ran through me, and a 　　pair of large hands haphazardly patted my body. There were noisy cries all around, filled with joy and delight. 　　 ??? A sense of foreboding flashed through my mind. Suddenly, I regained control of my body. I struggled to open my 　　eyes and saw smiling faces, radiating happiness. But why were these faces so big? I looked at 　　the ceiling and suddenly noticed a very funny person stuck there, completely unnoticed by anyone around, speaking 　　in a language I couldn't understand, chattering incessantly and annoyingly. 　　 The strange figure on the ceiling saw me open my eyes and pulled out a sign from somewhere. It read 　　, "You've transmigrated!" 　　 My premonition became reality, and a chill ran down my spine. He pulled out another sign, which read, "This is a 　　gift for you and your wife." Below it was a slightly smaller line of text: "A bored interdimensional traveler." 　　 I cursed, but only the wailing of a baby came out. The people around me 　　seemed even happier to hear the baby's cry. 　　 "Alright, I'm going to tell your wife now. You all, enjoy yourselves," the interdimensional traveler said, pulling out 　　another sign. Then he disappeared. 　　 After cursing for a while, as if the baby had exhausted its strength, I felt a wave of fatigue wash over me. Thankfully, my beloved 　　wife had also transmigrated with me, so this outcome wasn't so hard to accept. 　　 ************************************** 　　 Fifteen years passed in a flash. I had gained some understanding of this world. This world had gods, magic, 　　magical beasts, and fighting spirit. The continent is currently embroiled in war and conflict. Humans, elves, dwarves, dragons, and others are all caught in the crossfire, listening 　　to the will of the gods and fighting amongst themselves. The entire continent and the gods seem to be undergoing a new reshuffling. 　　 Due to the existence and leadership of the gods, no one in this world considers sex and morality to be related. Various 　　forms of love that seem inconceivable on Earth are considered perfectly normal here. From nobles and royalty to commoners 　　, fathers and daughters, mothers and sons, siblings—it's all very common. 　　 Among them, the country I currently inhabit is the most unique. In Lasia, the land that serves the goddess of love, the law 　　stipulates that every woman must go to the temple of the goddess of love to serve as a sacred prostitute at least once in her life. Here, 　　sexual offering is sacred and cannot be refused or desecrated. 　　 Common women are required to do this at least once, while noble ladies have the privilege of becoming sacred prostitutes. Nobles send their daughters, 　　some even as young as eight, to the temple, where they receive comprehensive religious and dance training from a young age. Believers 　　can enjoy the bodies of these divine prostitutes by offering a certain amount of money, and the best among them will be promoted to 　　priestesses. 　　 Priestesses are treated similarly, but due to divine favor, they actually represent the goddess in having sex with men and 　　receiving gold in return. Because of the divine connection, this is essentially the goddess herself engaging in prostitution; the priestess's pleasure is the goddess 　　's pleasure. 　　 Having sex with a priestess is a form of blessing; by contacting the goddess through her representative, one receives her 　　blessing, becoming stronger and free from disease. 　　 Therefore, Lasia possesses the most powerful soldiers on the entire continent. However, the drawback is also obvious: Lasia doesn't have many powerful mages 　　because it reveres strength, and the goddess's blessing doesn't increase a mage's magic power— 　　after all, the goddess of love isn't a goddess of magic. However, it is said that a mage who can have sex with the goddess's daughter will receive the goddess of magic's blessing, gaining 　　an extra spell slot 　　 each day . 　　 ********** 　　 ...

Once a noble reaches sixteen and completes their coming-of-age ceremony, they must abide by noble etiquette and behave properly, otherwise
they will be reprimanded by the etiquette officer. Under the instruction of their noble parents, the etiquette officer wields considerable power, even capable of
inflicting minor corporal punishment on nobles.
I ran all the way to the second floor, the servants nearby unfazed. Since I could run and jump, I've often come
here; Sia Sophie is my wife's current name.
Entering my wife's room, she wasn't there? Perhaps she was sleeping with her mother. So, I ran to Mrs. Sophie
's room.
Inside, a beautiful woman, wearing a semi-transparent silk nightgown with nothing underneath, sat at
her dressing table, seemingly just having gotten up. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating her, making the silk nightgown even more
transparent. Her slender waist, pert buttocks, full breasts, and two rosy nipples were all
exposed before me .
"Aunt Sophie," I greeted her cutely. Using a child's body to feign innocence—I'm a
master at this trick.
Aunt Sophie saw me approach and smiled, nodding. "Little Duncan, so early! Sia's still asleep
."
"Duncan's here? Yeah, I'm up!" my wife said lazily, yawning and rubbing her eyes.
My wife was also wearing a semi-transparent silk nightgown, but although her 15-year-old body was developing,
it couldn't compare to Aunt Sophie's. I turned to stare at Aunt Sophie's magnificent breasts.
Aunt Sophie noticed my gaze, puffed out her chest, and her breasts jiggled elastically. I
almost drooled.
Aunt Sophie pulled me close and pressed me against her chest. She teased, "Little Duncan, come here, Auntie's going to breastfeed you."
My face was enveloped in her soft breasts, but this blissful feeling didn't last long, because Aunt Sophie
pressed my head down tightly, giving me no chance to breathe.
"Auntie, waah, I'm suffocating!" I was almost suffocating, my hands grabbing wildly.
"Serves him right, Mom suffocated him!" my wife laughed and scolded. Now my wife is quite
adept at acting cute and adapting to the body of a 16-year-old.
Aunt Sophie just wouldn't let go, grinning. I couldn't stand it, so I squeezed Aunt Sophie's breasts hard with one hand
and reached down to her vulva between her legs with the other, inserting a few fingers.
"Ah!" Aunt Sophie let out a seductive moan, releasing my hand, while her full thighs
clamped my hand tightly, seemingly trying to stop me from moving, or perhaps wanting me to insert more.
I took the opportunity to lift my head from between her full breasts. I bit down on a small, rosy nipple, gently nibbling at it.
Aunt Sophie's body heated up, gently twisting her waist to meet my nimble fingers. Her beautiful eyes
became hazy, and one hand slipped into my pants, caressing my hot penis.
My wife, watching this lewd scene, also felt a surge of heat, one hand caressing her breasts, the other
gently stroking between her legs.
Before transmigrating, I had started swapping and threesomes with my wife. This decadent world was, in my
eyes, paradise for a cuckold enthusiast. Thanks to the training I received before the transmigration, my wife adapted well to this world.
I looked up; Aunt Sophie's chest was covered in glistening saliva. So I said, "Auntie,
would you like to put on your stockings?"
Aunt Sophie's eyes were filled with desire, but she couldn't bear to refuse my request. She tapped my forehead and
laughed, scolding, "Little devil, you've got too many demands." Then, swaying her plump buttocks, she took out a pair of black lace
stockings.
"Mom, I want some too!" my wife said.
She knew I loved women in stockings, and her defiant voice seemed to have a hint of vying for my favor.
I walked over and kissed my wife's cheek, solemnly saying, "Under the radiance of Cupid, amidst wine and joy,
here we are immortal in love and desire."
My wife sensed the love in my words, chuckled, and kissed me again, saying, "Immortal in love and desire."
At that moment, Aunt Sophie handed my wife a pair of white stockings, looking at us with satisfaction: "Duncan, you must
love Xia well."
I nodded vigorously. She smiled, her smile filled with moisture, "Then now, let's savor
love and desire."
Two beautiful women, before me, seductively displayed their allure through stockings. At this moment,
I really should thank the dimensional traveler.
Two beautiful women sat on the bed, their eyes filled with affection, exuding charm and allure. Unfortunately, I didn't have two penises. What a dilemma
! My wife asked coquettishly, "Who do you choose?" At this point, even if they were mother and daughter, they wouldn't give way.
Aunt Sophie didn't speak, but gave me a coquettish look, raising one of her
long, full thighs clad in black stockings, revealing her smooth, moist vulva. She parted her labia with one hand, showing me her beautiful vulva.
I swallowed hard, my penis swelling even more.
"Ahem, sorry, Sia." I walked up to Aunt Sophie, grabbed her raised leg, pulled out my
large penis, aimed at her overflowing vulva, and thrust it in hard. Aunt Sophie and I both cried out simultaneously; I
cried out in pleasure, a cry of delight at her tight, hot, exquisite vulva.
"Mmm, so good, so big," Aunt Sophie moaned lasciviously, her slender waist swaying.
My wife's bright eyes looked at me, her large, watery eyes seeming to overflow with tears. She gently bit her lower
lip; she knew her beloved husband's preferences. He seemed to prefer watching other men's large penises
thrust into her honeypot rather than direct intercourse, making her writhe and submit beneath them until her desires were extinguished, and she offered another man a beautiful
climax.
While enjoying Aunt Sophie's contractions, I called out, "Jay."
"Yes, my young master," came Jay's voice from outside.
Jay was one of the bodyguards my father had assigned me; he was quite capable in all aspects, so I let him enjoy my wife...
Regarding the treatment of a nobleman's body, you must understand that even in a country where sex is a daily activity, a servant's
disrespect towards a nobleman without their permission is a grave offense. Of course, now that I have permission, it's different. He
can have sex with a noblewoman as an equal, under the glow of Cupid.
"Um, we don't have enough hands right now, could you help 'take care' of Sia?"
"Your hope is my mission, my young master." Jay half-knelt in greeting.
Aunt Sophie felt incredibly comfortable as I penetrated her, and she cried out seductively, "Ah, so comfortable, dear Duncan
, harder, thrust into me harder!" Her two full, silk-stockinged legs wrapped around my waist, as if she wanted to knead my
entire body into her vagina.
Because I was only 15 years old, I was still weak, and about half of the movement was driven by Aunt Sophie. This made
me feel like I was just her toy.
I slapped Aunt Sophie's round, firm buttocks twice hard and said, "Auntie,
let's change positions, I'm out of energy."
Aunt Sophie was enjoying herself, and seeing that I had stopped thrusting, she looked at me resentfully and complained, "Oh dear. What
a picky little Duncan."
I chuckled, pulled her to sit on the chair by the bed, and watched Aunt Sophie insert her thick penis into her vagina herself
. I raised my hands and rested my head on them. It was pure enjoyment.
Aunt Sophie gave me a charming sidelong glance, and her slender waist began to sway rhythmically.
Letting Aunt Sophie moan on my penis, I looked at my wife. Jay had already taken off his clothes, his erect
penis standing erect. My wife had her arms around Jay's neck, ready to give him an intimate, wet kiss. The two kissed
passionately, inseparable. One hand caressed his wife's already not-so-small breasts, while the other
roamed freely over her youthful body.
"Is it your turn again today?" Their lips parted, a thin strand of silk glistening on her skin, and his wife asked shyly. She
was familiar with him, having had a couple of intimate encounters with him before.
"Yes, it's my shift this morning," Jay said with a light laugh, guiding his wife's hand to his
erect penis.
A blush crept onto his wife's cheeks, making her even more beautiful.
"It seems bigger than last time!" his wife giggled, seemingly quite fond of him as her bodyguard.
His wife knelt down, grasping his penis with both hands, her small hands barely able to encircle it.
"So big!" his wife said coquettishly, glancing at me with endless moisture.
I excitedly grabbed Aunt Sophie's buttocks, my eyes filled with encouragement. I knew that by this time, my wife's legs
must have been overflowing with desire.
Receiving my response, my wife took Jay's glans into her mouth, her little lipstick carefully licking the shaft until the entire
penis was covered in her saliva. Jay patted my wife's head, seemingly in appreciation.
After a while, it was my wife who couldn't take it anymore. She spat out the penis, looked up at Jay, and said, "It's so itchy,
I can't stand it."
Jay chuckled, swinging the penis from side to side, slapping my wife's cheeks.
My wife turned and climbed onto the bed, lifting her buttocks, looking back at Jay coquettishly, saying, "Good brother, come on, fuck
me."
Hearing Mrs. Sophie's lewd moans, and having willingly lifted her buttocks to invite someone else to fuck her, this lewd
feeling stimulated my wife, her face flushed with a captivating blush. Her juices even flowed down her thighs
onto her white stockings.
"As you wish," Jay couldn't resist any longer either, pressing the head of his penis against her labia, slowly pushing it in.
"So tight." Jay inhaled, gripping her slender waist. With a thrust of his lower body, aided by the wetness of her juices, he plunged in completely
.
"So good, so big!" his wife screamed, almost rolling her eyes back. Jay continued thrusting.
"Good brother, fuck me harder, darling, oh, you're killing me!"
"Little devil, harder, ah, little husband, you're going to kill me!"
The mother and daughter's moans echoed each other in the room, neither willing to concede, each shouting louder than the other
.
Jay changed positions, pulling his wife up to sit on his lap. She offered him a seductive kiss,
twisting her slender waist like a millstone. His wife was clearly aroused, guiding Jay to enjoy the softness of her breasts. She willingly
offered her perfect body to the man before her.
"You're so good at twisting," Jay praised. Encouraged, his wife twisted her waist even more joyfully.
"Good brother, good husband, your penis is so big, it's almost inside my uterus!" my wife cried out,
reaching another climax.
Watching this spectacle, I pushed Aunt Sophie aside, making her arch her plump buttocks like a bitch, and I thrust hard
, my heart filled with excitement. Watching these two wanton performances on the bed was even more stimulating than porn.
Almost simultaneously, both of us men ejaculated, filling the women's uteruses beneath us.
(To be continued
)

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