I took all my wives and their families (Simplified Chinese)

(I)

"Hehehe, still dawdling." I yelled impatiently at my wife, who was still applying makeup, "Your parents

will gossip again. We're always the last ones to arrive." "Almost done, almost done. Xiao Ke." She

agreed, still carefully applying lipstick.

I craned my neck on the balcony, staring downstairs. My six-year-old daughter couldn't wait any longer and came downstairs. Only after

seeing her petite figure on the lawn by the flower bed did I return to the bedroom. She was still happily applying

powder to her face. A lake-green suit was spread on the bed. She sat in front of the mirror, her white back completely naked

, except for a pitifully small pair of underwear on her round bottom, which made her two plump buttocks look even bigger.

This was really killing me. As soon as I saw her wearing such alluring little

underwear beg for mercy.

I fiercely threw her to the ground, tearing off her panties with my hands and feet. She laughed wantonly, shouting,

"Why are you here again? Haven't you had enough? I just finished,

and you're causing trouble again." I didn't care. As the saying goes, lust knows no bounds. Even with a knife to my throat, I'd let her finish before I cut her. I pulled out my already thick and hard

penis , aimed at her sparsely haired vulva, and with a thrust of my hips, as if with eyes, I

plunged the entire length inside. The cave was warm and moist, and the moment my glans touched her body, it felt tingly and pleasurable. I couldn't help but

thrust wildly and recklessly.

There were only a few drops of fluid, the little hole was thin and sticky, slick and slippery, making a squelching sound like a cat licking a bowl of porridge. Looking at

my wife, who was being held by my waist with one hand and her buttocks with the other, her face was flushed and her hair was disheveled. Her slanted eyes were narrowed

to slits, and she was moaning and groaning incessantly. After a few more violent thrusts, she was in heaven. One

leg was hooked around my waist and hip, while the other was raised high and pointed to the sky. Her half-pulled pants were still hanging on her calf,

like a flag waving in the air.

She was completely defeated. A torrent of semen gushed from her vagina, signaling her utter surrender. I

thrust my penis in hard, then remained still, letting it swell and grow to its full length

inside gentle, sucking sensation like a baby nursing. This finally loosened her restrained nerves, allowing the hot semen

to spray wildly. My penis throbbed and twitched during the ejaculation. She screamed, then her whole body tensed, from her thighs to her toes,

stiffening, before she collapsed heavily to the ground.

Seeing her limp body lying on the carpet, beads of sweat on her forehead, I lifted her

up . That's what makes my wife so alluring—easily aroused and easily satisfied. A few random strokes of her vagina were enough to make her

moan with pleasure.

It was time for me to be attentive. I found her a bra, and then, at her direction, I put on some tissues to line her

underwear . When she put on her suit, I straightened her collar. We rushed downstairs, all smiles and excitement. Our daughter,

impatiently kicking the wheels of our little car, turned away with a pout as she saw us emerge arm in arm from the stairwell

.

My in-laws' house was at the end of a small alley; our car was too small to fit. I parked

some distance away, and my wife muttered under her breath, "Why didn't you park with my older sister's car?" My silly wife! Hers is

an imported Crown; ours is nothing. The whole family carried bags and packages. Familiar neighbors greeted

my wife . Once inside, we were indeed the last to arrive—basically, we were right behind my older sister's family.

My in-laws have three daughters; their youngest, Xiaoman, is still unmarried. She's had at least ten boyfriends, but none have won her

heart.

My father-in-law, Xu Dexian, was a highly respected principal of a prestigious middle school, a man of great influence and influence in the education field.

After retiring at a certain age, he still held a sinecure at the school.

My mother-in-law, Li Jingxian, was also a middle school Chinese teacher. The couple were eight years apart in age. Back then, my father-in-law risked being dismissed, investigated

, or even fired from his job to marry his eighteen-year-old student, Jingxian, creating a

touching and memorable story in the local area. Privately, my mother-in-law told us that she was pregnant at the time

and had no choice but to agree.

I offered my father-in-law my birthday wishes with trepidation and presented him with a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, two bottles of Wuliangye liquor, and a

red envelope containing eight hundred yuan—a month's salary as a lecturer at a teachers' college. It

hurt, but my wife was happy. However, compared to what my older sister and Xiaoyuan received, it was a drop in the ocean, incomparable.

My brother-in -law, Zhang Ping, is a minor bureaucrat who has been temporarily assigned to a township. I heard he has a bright future ahead of him, and once he's transferred back, he'll be shouldering important responsibilities

and enjoying a promising career.

Right now, he's sitting on the sofa, swinging his legs. He looks relaxed and plump; he's gained a lot of weight since I last saw him. A

cigarette dangles from his lips as he stares blankly into the side room next to the living room—Xiao Man's bedroom.

I leaned against the doorframe, my wife and her boyfriend inside chatting animatedly. I overheard Xiaoman say, "He's a

good man, but he's too lustful. We've only dated a few times, and he already wants me to sleep with him." "Men these days

aren't like that," my wife said. "He's quite handsome, and his family is well-off. Don't pretend to be

a lady 're not a virgin." Xiaoman snapped, slapping my wife. "Don't you dare say that! If you mention it again, I

won't tell you anything anymore!" I pretended to be a gentleman and knocked on the open door. Xiaoman, blushing, came over and pushed

my shoulder. "Go away, go away! It's a woman's talk; why are you getting involved?" "Can't I go find my wife

?" I said confidently as I walked in.

My wife was taking off her suit and looking for Xiaoman's pajamas to change into. Xiaoman glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, muttering

, "Look at your wife, she's still wearing padding. Confess, she did it when she first came." "Yeah, with a

physique like mine, how can I stand it if it doesn't happen two or three times a day?" I answered her bluntly.

"Shameless! You're showing off like that? You're shameless." Xiaoman lightly ran her hand across her face.

"Xiaoman's jealous." My wife glanced at me with moist eyes, teasing me at the opportune moment. My wife

is always on my side. Xiaoman glared at me fiercely; oh my god, those phoenix eyes held a deep

resentment. My mother-in-law was calling from outside, "Xiaohui, come help!" Xiaohui is my wife. As soon as she left, I ...i=66>I lay down on Xiaoman's bed. The girl's boudoir was already fragrant, let alone the bed. Xiaoman pounced on me and pinched my thigh hard.

"You're quite the show-off, running wild like a stallion." I endured the pain, afraid to scream, and could only

gasp for breath: "No, someone will see us." She then stood up and

said to me from the bedside, "What do you think of that young policeman Zhang Ping introduced? He's a bit like you." "Come on, tell me,

how far has it gone?" A sour taste seemed to rise in her head, but she forced a smile.

"It was just hugging and cuddling, I guess. He took me to the apartment we just got, and tried to take off my clothes, but I wouldn't let him

." She said, kicking the bed leg. With each kick, my heart pounded. The

girl in front of me had a face as delicate as a peach blossom after the rain. She was facing away from the door, letting the sunlight stream in. Her snow-white nightgown,

thin as paper, revealed her curvaceous body. My penis instantly sprang to life

, making a tent-like erection in my pants.

I unzipped my pants, picked it up, and asked, "How's it going? Haven't had any pleasure in a while, have you?" She turned her face away

. "You rascal! Who wants you? Go find your wife."

She then slunk away, her body trembling. Her words had chilled me to the bone, and my penis inexplicably went limp

. A girl's heart is like a sudden storm, unpredictable.

Two years ago, I attended a basketball coaching training course in the provincial capital. Xiaoman hadn't graduated yet, so I often

went to visit her. The auntie who guarded Xiaoman's dormitory was also lovely. Whenever I arrived, she would pick up the microphone and

shout into the building, "Xu Xiaoman, welcome a guest!" or "Xu Xiaoman, a guest has arrived!" Her Mandarin was

impeccable .

Xiaoman would then run downstairs, linking her arm with mine, or we would stroll around the campus, or go to eat nearby .

Seeing her so cheerful, I initially thought it was just a girl from afar longing for her family.

Gradually as she became more familiar with her classmates, we started going to karaoke bars and pubs together.

She never revealed to her classmates and friends that I was her brother-in-law, seemingly treating me like her boyfriend from her hometown

. I attributed all of this to a girl's vanity, especially since this brother-in-law was a tall,

handsome basketball coach. Singing and dancing in the private room involved playful embracing, and after a few drinks, they became unrestrained, kissing and joking

around.

Xiaoman called me over the weekend, saying she and her group were partying at a famous disco and insisted I

come. When I arrived by taxi, the group of three women and two men were quite drunk. The place was noisy and

chaotic, the music was like a raging storm, threatening to burst the roof.

More than a dozen bottles of wine were scattered on the tables, along with opened bottles of red wine. A couple was already entangled in a cramped single

chair, their hands clasped together – truly a place for revelry.

Another storm of frenzied activity erupted, the deafening roar of the music gripping the senses. Xiaoman dragged me

onto the dance floor. It was still late spring, yet Xiaoman was already eagerly dressed in summer clothes. Her black, thin, and narrow skirt

revealed her underwear with every sway of her hips, topped with a sexy high-necked, sleeveless, tight-fitting top that

accentuated her prominent breasts.

She writhed and twisted in front of me, making provocative and alluring moves. Spotlights flashed like

lightning across the night sky. She was no longer the innocent and pretty girl I remembered; she was a woman of supple grace and

unrestrained desire.

Then the music began to play softly, plunging the hall into darkness. The long, drawn-out melody of the saxophone

was plaintive and sorrowful . I held her close, swaying my body, feeling the heat emanating from her thin clothes. She

wrapped her arms around my neck, burying her delicate, porcelain-like face in my shoulder,

pressing .

A flicker of passion spread through me. Our thighs pressed together with each light step. I wrapped my arms around her

waist and led her behind a thick pillar. There I kissed her; her dry lips parted

slightly in a thin crack.

As I pressed against her, her tongue, nimble as a viper's tongue, darted into my mouth. I sucked and

held that venomous tongue within me, my feet frozen in place. She leaned against the pillar, one leg propped up, the other on tiptoe, eagerly

awaiting my downward thrust.

As we gasped for breath, she said haltingly, "Don't worry, I've wanted you for a long time

." I must have looked incredibly awkward then, speechless and dumbfounded. She hugged me again, saying, "Really,

you're the first man to make my heart flutter. I don't care who you are." Then, a shower of kisses rained down on my

cheeks, eyes, and lips.

She grabbed my hand and led me to the door. We hailed a taxi, and she told us the name of the hotel. Inside,

we huddled together, one of her thighs raised high on me, her entire white buttocks prominently displayed,

a sight to behold for the driver.

She whispered sweetly in my ear, "I can't wait, I want you." "What about them?

Aren't they in a hurry?" I stroked her back. "You haven't taken your bag or your coat yet." She

touched the inside of my thigh and pinched me hard. "At a time like this, you're still thinking about that thing?" As soon as

we entered the room, Xiaoman leaped onto me, her legs spread wide, wrapped around my waist, and we launched into

a storm of kisses. Our tongues danced like fish out of water, and she must have felt

my hard, swollen penis pressing against her buttocks, rubbing and teasing him with her hips.

I picked her up and laid her flat on the bed. As I took off my clothes, I said to her, "I'll run the water so we

can take a bath ." "No, no, now!" Before I could finish, she sprang up and pulled me

into her arms, her hands frantically groping my groin. When one hand grasped my penis, the other hand

tore off her panties.

I saw the girl's secret place: a patch of sparse, yellowish

pubic hair , lying smoothly against her fleshy labia. Moisture

seeped from the slit, making the pink labia appear even more delicate, like a flower bud glistening with dew.I knelt on the bed, grabbed a pillow and placed it under her buttocks, then brought my penis to her vulva, rubbing the thick, egg-shaped head back and forth against her labia. I could hear her throat tightening.

Panting, I could tell that Xiaoman, whom I was pressing down on, was definitely a virgin. From her timidly adopted sexual

position , from her indifferent expression as she touched my penis, from the bewildered look in her eyes when her desire was burning.

My glans rested on her slightly parted labia, my hands tightly gripping her buttocks. Suddenly, I thrust hard

, my penis slid in sharply, her warm vagina gripping it tightly. I dared not move, leaving

my penis lying motionless inside. Her face twitched, her teeth clenched her lips, and large

tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes.

I leaned forward, bringing my face close to her paper-white face, and

kissed . I sucked away the tears from her eyes and whispered in her ear, "If it hurts, just scream

. It'll make you feel better." "I'm doing this willingly," she whispered, her voice barely audible. A warm, trickling

flow was already flowing from her vagina, the muscles of her vaginal walls expanding and contracting.

I felt it was time, and I began to thrust gently, at first only short strokes, sometimes

just grinding at the bottom. She began to savor the pleasure of intercourse, arching her

back and clumsily meeting my thrusts, her legs clamping tightly around my waist and hips. I quickened the pace of my thrusts, my penis plunging more boldly

into her labia before plunging in deeply. A flush of intoxication rose on her face, and her bright, sparkling

eyes shone with an expression of ecstatic joy.

She hummed incomprehensible tunes, and as I thrust into her violently, her hands scratched and clawed at my

back and buttocks. I pulled her skirt and her bodysuit down to her head, and she

cooperated by unhooking her bra, revealing a crystal-clear, snow-white, round, and lustrous body.

The Xu family's daughters all had flawless white skin, but Xiaoman's breasts weren't as full as her sister's; they were small and firm

, with small, dark red nipples that hardened and swayed at the slightest touch. My

penis pressed against her vulva, but my mind was entirely on her breasts; I opened my large hands to grasp

and rub them, occasionally lightly touching her nipples with my fingers.

Her whole body trembled and shuddered. Sometimes, unable to resist the itch, she curled up, her buttocks moving frantically.

Not satisfied, she would put her legs on the bed, bend her knees, and strain, trying to push her vulva upwards. This young woman, experiencing love for the first time, was

so charming and lovely. Given time, she would become a wanton and unrestrained little vixen, indulging in pleasure.

I pulled out my penis. The entire wet glans still had a few traces of blood on it. The snow-white pillowcase was dotted with red

spots. Add a few strokes of ink, and it would be a traditional Chinese painting of plum blossoms welcoming spring.

I stood by the bed, scooped up her buttocks, and placed them on the edge of the bed. I spread her legs, lowered

my waist, and thrust my penis in, this time penetrating her completely. She gasped, but couldn't withstand my

sudden thrust, and let out a long sigh. She placed her arms above her head, letting me thrust wildly.

The fragrant, honey-like milky-white fluid flowing from her vagina was carried by my penis, flowing down her thighs, her buttocks, and

onto the sheets.

Sometimes she squinted her eyes, shaking her head and ears, letting her black hair dance wildly. Sometimes she opened her eyes wide, filled with boundless

tenderness and affection. Her nostrils flared, her slightly upturned lips sighed incessantly, and moans, like complaints, cries,

and sobs, escaped from her abdomen.

All of this fueled my lust to a fever pitch. My penis, like a wild horse unleashed, surged

and pounded, a wave of intense pleasure coursing through my body. Unable to hold back, my semen gushed out. My penis danced

joyfully inside her, my heartstrings relaxed, and my mind went blank. My body pressed

heavily against hers, my arms wrapped tightly around her neck, and my lips gently nibbled at her hair and earlobes.

I don't know how long I slept in this half-awake, half-asleep state before I finally sat up. She wiped

the sweat and said sweetly, "Making love is so wonderful." I pulled her up, then carried her to the bathroom.

We squeezed together under the showerhead, enjoying the warm spray. My

hands caressed her entire body, and she seemed to enjoy the touch. She raised her hands above her head in a

seductive pose and said, "I'm not much worse than Xiaohui, am I?" They all called each other by their first names like that. I just

smiled approvingly. I wasn't foolish enough to talk about another woman in front of her,

even though they were sisters born of the same mother.

"I've been plotting something ever since then." I asked her, and her eyes filled with shyness as she stubbornly

protested, "I had no ulterior motives." I then pulled her closer, pressing my cheek against hers, and said, "What's wrong with that?

Tell me." "I once spied on you and Xiaohui making love," she said softly and emotionally. "When I talked to Xiaohui about

men , I always mentioned you indirectly. I felt that a man should be like you. From that moment on, I secretly

made up my mind that I would give my virginity to you." I was terrified and stammered, "Aren't you afraid of letting

Xiaohui find out?" "Don't worry, it's that era now, I'll do a good job." She looked disdainful,

but luckily my face was dark, so I couldn't see the redness.

We whispered sweet nothings to each other, creating a light and romantic atmosphere in the bathroom.

We embraced and kissed, our long-dormant desires rekindled. Her hands were constantly

caressing my scrotum, sometimes circling my thick, coarse pubic hair with her fingers, making it

throb and grotesque.

I had her lean over the sink, which was a bit too high, but luckily I was tall enough. I spread her buttocks with both

hands thumbs parting her swollen labia, and thrust in from behind. This time,

the penetration was much smoother.

Xiaoman's vagina responded immediately, flowing with warm, wet fluid. Feeling

more thrusting wildly, panting heavily, watching her labia

open and close with each stroke. In the mirror, she gritted her teeth, her phoenix eyes blazing with anger, her chapped lips pursed into a circle,

sighing and resignedly accepting her fate.

This made me slow down, but she retorted angrily, "Don't stop! I'm enjoying

it !" My temper flared immediately, and I swung my penis even harder, making it as stiff as a club. Her arms were bent...On the cold marble countertop, her hand gripped the faucet tightly, her breasts swaying wildly with my thrusts, her tone...

She cried out, almost sobbing, "I can't take it anymore! How can it feel so good? I'm going crazy!"

A sudden urge to urinate also came over me, and I released all the semen.

We stayed at the hotel until the afternoon of the next day. When we were tired, we would fall asleep in each other 's arms; when the mood

struck, we would writhe together, our naked bodies ready to make love anytime, anywhere, as if testing our sexual stamina. Her

vagina was never dry for a while; it was either filled with my semen or wet with her own juices.

She seemed like a child who had finally awakened, now even more passionate and obsessed.

I was on the phone ordering food when she straddled my lower abdomen, holding my penis and stroking

it until the doorbell rang. She was still moaning lasciviously.

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