Xiao Lan, the innocent married woman next door

The whole thing actually started at the end of last year, but at the time I didn't realize that such a small thing would gradually lead to an unexpected and significant turn in my marriage, finally setting me on a path of no return. That day was, I think it was November 11th, 2012.
"Hey, honey, why is there still a watermelon?"
When I got back to my dorm after work at noon to eat, I noticed a watermelon on the coffee table in the living room. I love watermelon, but it was already November, so it was strange that there was still one.
"Ah, honey, Xiaolan from next door gave it to us. She said her family grew it themselves."
"Oh, I see. I wonder if this watermelon will be sweet."
"Xiaolan said it's quite sweet, that's why she dared to give it to us to try. It should be good.
" "Great! Let's eat some together after lunch."
As my wife answered, she carried the dishes out of the kitchen. Seeing the bulge of her breasts under her apron made me swallow hard. While she was setting the dishes on the table, I went behind her, wrapped my arms around her, and deliberately touched her sexy buttocks with my genitals.
"Ah, stop it, honey."
I saw that while my wife said no, her body didn't clearly resist. So, my hands slipped inside her clothes, first feeling her full breasts covered by a lace bra, then I couldn't resist using my fingers to knead her breasts, which rose and fell with her breath.
"Mmm...honey, you're so naughty."
"Honey, your breasts feel so good."
With my caresses, I felt my wife's body soften, no longer resisting as I held her, letting my hands roam freely over her body. At this moment, my wife's face was flushed with desire, her eyes slightly closed, and her incredibly sexy lips began to emit intermittent, alluring moans that excited me.
"Mmm...mmm...ah...oh..."
My wife's moans aroused me immensely. My penis was already erect. I quickly unbuckled my belt, letting my suit pants fall to the floor. Without even taking off my underwear, I pulled my penis out and lifted my wife's skirt, my penis roughly touching her underwear.
"Ah, honey, no! This is a restaurant!"
But I was already driven by lust and didn't care. My wife in my arms was already looking wanton and horny. Besides, our son and daughter were both studying at university in Taipei, and there was no one else at home, so what was there to be afraid of?
"Wife, I want to fuck you in this restaurant."
Actually, I had considered having sex with my wife in a restaurant before, but she had always been very conservative about sex. Even in the bedroom, she wanted the lights off. I didn't care anymore. This was a rare opportunity, and I was determined to satisfy my fantasies. So I started pulling at my wife's underwear to peel it off.
"Ah, no, honey, if you want it, let's go back to the room."
My wife begged, covering her panties with her hands, but I wasn't going to give in this time. I slapped her buttocks and, taking advantage of her startled state, pulled her panties down to her ankles.
"Good girl, lift your legs."
At this point, my wife knew it was useless to resist, so she obediently lifted her legs, letting me pick up her panties. When I picked up the pink panties, I realized they were incredibly sexy, completely unlike my wife's usual style.
"Wow, honey, when did you buy these panties? They're so sexy!"
I deliberately showed her the lace panties. The front had floral embroidery, and the openwork design made her genitals vaguely visible, while the back was made of transparent mesh. The front of the panties was clearly soaked with sweat; it seemed that although my wife said no, her body actually wanted to be fucked.
"Ah, that's... that Xiaolan gave it to me."
Hearing my wife's slightly shy reply excited me even more. It turned out that my neighbor's wife usually liked to wear these kinds of sexy and revealing underwear. I then remembered that when I saw Xiaolan, she was always dressed quite revealingly. The thought of Xiaolan's petite figure wearing such lewd lingerie made me even more aroused.
"Ah, husband, not here..."
I made my wife, now without her underwear covering her, stand with her legs apart. I had already lifted her skirt to her waist, and I casually rolled the entire skirt up into the elastic waistband. Then I made my wife place her hands on the edge of the dining table. At this point, my wife could only helplessly let me manipulate her aroused body into an incredibly shameful, unapproachable position.
Without further ado, seeing my wife obediently preparing to be violated, I pulled her pullover up to her neck, and my wife's bra covering her breasts came into direct view. Just as I had expected, it was a set of sexy lingerie, and I couldn't help but squeeze it hard again.
"Husband, please, please stop bullying me."
"Wife, who are you trying to seduce by wearing such lewd lingerie all alone at home?"
Although my wife was still wearing an apron in front, I had lifted her top and skirt, making her look incredibly lewd from behind. Right, next time I'll buy her a sexy apron so she can just wear it while cooking. Just thinking about it makes me incredibly excited. I deliberately teased her with erotic and lewd words.
"Ah, you're so naughty, I'm not a bad woman."
I first gestured for my wife to lower her body a little, then, holding her high, white buttocks, I guided my penis, beginning to explore the entrance of my wife's peach blossom cave. My wife's aroused vulva was not only wet but also exuded an alluring, musky scent, allowing my penis to easily slide in.
"Ah, husband, you...you're making me feel so good."
My hands began to support my wife's waist, and I started thrusting in and out of her wet, lustful vagina. As her moans grew more rapid, I realized she was like a bitch in heat, slumped limply on the dining table.
"Ah, it hurts so much... oh... husband, my body feels so strange."
At this moment, her hands, which had been supporting her body, were now intimately wrapped around her breasts, her fingers thirstily probing inside her lace bra, passionately kneading her erect, lustful nipples. She writhed her body in response to my thrusts, emitting seductive moans of pleasure and anguish.
"Oh... oh... fuck Xiaoling to death, ah, husband, I can't take it anymore."
If I weren't worried that using too much force might cause my wife to spill the food on the table, I would have given her a real taste of the explosive power of a powerful airplane engine piston. Watching my wife writhing and thrashing excitedly in front of me like a bitch being fucked, my mind drifted to Xiaolan's petite figure.
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. However, this restrained way of fucking her wasn't satisfying enough, so I simply pulled my wife up and made her lie face down on the stairs. My wife obediently let me do as I pleased, her knees on her apron, her buttocks raised, actively welcoming my penis. So I began to tightly grip her waist with both hands and started a series of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.
"Ahhhhh, husband, have mercy on me, ahhhhhh!"
Although my wife's wanton appearance as I violated her was quite pleasing to the eye, I found myself strangely anticipating that the woman subservient to me was my neighbor, Xiaolan. This bizarre thought thrilled me, and I began to fantasize about Xiaolan wearing revealing clothes while I violated her.
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When we moved to the dormitory, the couple hadn't yet applied for a room. Later, a colleague resigned, creating a vacancy, and we became next-door neighbors. They had only one son, a year younger than my daughter. At that time, only a few families in the dormitory had children, so the kids played together.
Although my wife and Xiaolan had a good personal relationship, my husband and I, while colleagues, worked in different departments. He was interested in gardening, which I had no interest in. My wife, however, also enjoyed philandering. So, we would greet them when we met, but we didn't develop a deep relationship.
I don't know why my wife and Xiaolan get along so well. I often think women are just good at making friends. Whether it's daily necessities or not, if they need something they can't buy in time, they'll just come to my house to borrow it. My wife and Xiaolan also share their favorite foods, like the watermelon her family sent this time.
Actually, although Xiaolan is petite, she's quite pretty, and as a hairdresser, she's quite good at dressing up. Although the two women often come and go naturally, as a grown man, I don't dare to look at her too much to avoid suspicion, and we rarely talk when we meet, at most just a nod. However, as the children have grown up
and gone to work in another city, my mundane home life has changed. On the one hand, my wife and I have more private time and space, and I don't always have to worry about the children not being able to do whatever they want at home. On the other hand, I've also started to be responsible for taking out the trash. There's no way around it; with the children not home, my wife naturally has to make me take out the trash.
Unfortunately, the garbage truck arrives at an unreliable time every day, and its route doesn't go into the dormitory area, so I have to walk a distance to throw out the trash. Trying to judge the time by the garbage truck's music isn't always accurate, especially on rainy days when I often hear it and it's too late to get out. The thought of taking out the garbage every day is incredibly frustrating.
Then last year, Xiaolan's child was transferred to work in another city. Because her husband had to work shifts and travel frequently, she became responsible for taking out the garbage. At first, when I saw her while taking out the garbage, I was a little embarrassed. Each time we met, I would just nod and greet her. Because her usual clothing was quite revealing, I didn't dare to look or say much.
Later, I realized that I was the one with a guilty conscience. I wanted to look but didn't dare, perhaps afraid that if I looked too much, I would secretly fall for her and do something to betray my wife. However, this longing and torment was slowly shattered by a video I saw online.
I usually browse adult websites. That day, I searched for "essential oil" on a forum and found a video titled "Sexy Video of an Essential Oil Girl." The Japanese actress in the video was covered in shiny essential oil and wore a super mini purple strappy bikini. The most striking thing was that her face looked extremely similar to Ran.
Watching this sexy and hot woman, her hands raised high above the stainless steel pipe in the bathroom, she moved her almost naked body to the music and the camera. The small piece of fabric on her breasts barely covered her nipples, and her round breasts swayed provocatively in front of me.
My mind automatically imagined the actress in the video as Ran, a married woman posing seductively in front of me. I thought to myself, "She's definitely a lustful woman at heart. No wonder she usually dresses so revealingly." Suddenly, I really wanted to dress her up like the actress in the video and then properly caress and violate her body.
Because I often carried this incredibly novel and exciting thought in my mind, I no longer needed my wife to urge me three or four times when it was time to take out the trash. I would automatically take the trash and head out the door, my mind filled with all sorts of lewd thoughts, and then happily follow Xiaolan to take out the trash, hoping that one day my dream would come true.
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Since discovering last year that Xiaolan had given my wife sexy lingerie, and after that midday sex, I found that my wife was no longer completely averse to sexy lingerie and sex toys. So I started having my wife browse websites and buy things with me. Since the children weren't home, we didn't have to worry about too much, which made our sex life more fulfilling.
Taking advantage of my wife's happy moments, I finally slowly uncovered the reason for her change. It turned out that because Xiaoxu often worked shifts and business trips, they maintained a sweet feeling of absence makes the heart grow fonder. On one hand, these things could further stimulate their sexual desire; on the other hand, Xiaoxu was considerate of my wife's hardship of being alone at home.
As expected, Xiaolan was a repressed and sexually frustrated married woman. No wonder her usual attire was so revealing and alluring. After discovering this, I was actually confident in winning her over. However, my wife's attitude was crucial. If she didn't allow it, I would have to do it secretly, but if the secret came out, I would be finished.
So I told my wife that, adhering to the principle of reciprocity and sharing good things with good friends, we should buy more sexy lingerie and sex toys for Xiaolan. My wife responded well; after all, she's a good friend, and it's unreasonable to only take what belongs to her. So whenever there were new items, I would ask my wife to give them to Xiaolan privately.
"Hi, Xiaolan, it's my turn to work again."
As my inner conflicts were resolved, I could greet and talk to Xiaolan without any restraint. Gradually, I dared to openly admire her with my eyes. Xiaolan's beautiful figure was encased in her revealing clothes, and her cheerful expression seemed to enjoy sharing her body with me.
"Oh, no, Xiao Xu is away on a business trip to Nantou these past few days."
Actually, the first time I openly admired her figure while chatting and taking out the trash, I was a little uneasy, afraid she would be unhappy. However, Xiao Lan seemed oblivious, continuing to talk to me naturally and cheerfully, completely confident that I could look at her whole body as I pleased.
"Oh, when is Xiao Xu coming back?"
Looking at her revealing clothes, her curvaceous figure, and her cheerful conversation, sometimes I even felt that she was deliberately trying to seduce me. Xiao Lan's slightly wavy hair made her look very beautiful. The pale yellow cotton pullover clung to her upper body, and I could vaguely see from the neckline that she was wearing the red lace bra that my wife had given her.
"He said he'll probably be back the day after tomorrow."
After glancing briefly at Xiaolan's chest, I subtly continued my gaze downwards. She wore the short skirts she liked to wear; perhaps confident in her legs, even in dresses, her skirts weren't too long. Her firm, shapely buttocks swayed alluringly as she walked.
"If you need any help, you can ask me."
My eyes lingered on Xiaolan's alluring body, thinking that with her husband away, she must be lonely and isolated. The words slipped out, and I almost regretted them. But perhaps Xiaolan didn't understand the implication, for she calmly and softly replied,
"Yeah, I know."
Seeing Xiaolan's slightly ambiguous expression and answer fueled my fantasies. On the way back from throwing out the trash, I deliberately walked close to her, my right hand intentionally touching her body to test her intentions. She didn't resist, and I believed she was also interested in me, which emboldened me further.
"Do you like the lace lingerie my wife gave you?"
"I love it! It's so comfortable to wear."
Xiaolan's beautiful face, illuminated by the dim streetlights, seemed to radiate a sweet smile, which greatly encouraged me to continue asking questions.
"So, are you wearing a complete set underneath today?"
"Yes, of course, underwear should be a set, right?"
Xiaolan answered with a hint of doubt. Perhaps she thought it was an obvious question, because she couldn't help but laugh, her whole being as beautiful as a blooming flower. I was momentarily stunned and couldn't help but ask her,
"Oh, so, do you feel anything special wearing this set of underwear?"
I felt like jumping for joy. This set of underwear was a style I had specially chosen. Not only did the bra itself have a hidden feature—the lace around the nipples and areolas had a strap design, allowing a woman's nipples to be fully exposed and touched—but the lace panties could also be loosely opened at the pubic area, with a beaded chain running through the middle.
"It feels...it feels very beautiful, very comfortable...and also very stimulating."
Completely unsuspecting, Xiaolan, under my seductive words, openly revealed her true feelings, making me wish I were the pearl necklace stuck in her vagina.
"Ah, you're so naughty."
Coming to her senses, Xiaolan realized my trick. She turned away shyly and playfully hit my chest with her small hand. Her girlish infatuation captivated me. I gently took her hand and said softly,
"Would you like to wear the lingerie I gave you for me?"
Hearing my words, Xiaolan's beautiful face instantly flushed red. She lowered her head quietly and made a sound so soft it was almost inaudible.
"Mmm..."
I decided to strike while the iron was hot. In the dim alley, while continuing to tempt and test her with words, I gently put my arm around her shoulder. Xiaolan seemed to pause for a moment, but she didn't try to break free. Instead, she let me continue to hold her. I could feel the warmth of her body and her noticeably faster breathing.
"Ah, someone will see us, Brother Dawei, you, you can't do this."
Seeing Xiaolan's coy and alluring demeanor, I knew things were going to get interesting tonight. Although there were only a few houses in our alley, it wasn't really appropriate to do anything in such a small space. So, I put my arm around her shoulder and continued walking, escorting her to her doorstep and whispering something in her ear.
My wife is a bit of a clean freak, so the house was spotless. However, she was very insistent on keeping it spotless; you couldn't get her out of her sphere of influence until she finished cleaning. I glanced at the clock; it was almost nine o'clock. I quickly urged my wife to come upstairs to take a shower, otherwise, tonight's plans might be in jeopardy.
My wife finally came upstairs after my eager calls. I was truly grateful to Xiaolan. Because of her help, my wife had become much more sensual, and her views on sex had begun to change. I didn't know how Xiaolan managed it. Did they spend all their time together talking about marital intimacy?
But I thought it didn't matter, since this change was positive for me. At least my wife's clothes were becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, especially at home where she almost always dressed very scantily and revealingly. Moreover, she no longer rejected sex toys, and she told me that Xiaolan and her husband liked SM bondage, so my wife was starting to be willing to try this kind of sex.
After my wife went upstairs, she glanced at the equipment on the bed, her face flushed with desire, and kissed me. Seeing that my wife had finally taken off her clothes and gone into the bathroom, I quickly hurried to prepare the props for the evening. First, I placed the clothes I was going to give to Xiaolan on the dresser, and then I disassembled and prepared the props that I would use for my wife.
"Honey, I forgot to bring my bath towel, can you go to the balcony and get it for me?"
Actually, I was thinking, why would I use a bath towel? Wouldn't it be more straightforward to just take off all my clothes? But I knew that my wife needed it to dry her body, so I could only put down the equipment for the time being and go get her the bath towel. By the time my wife dried her hair, it was almost 9:30, so I started to coax my wife to let me start getting her dressed.
My wife had deliberately styled her hair in an updo, with a few strands falling naturally around her ears, making her look incredibly alluring and sexy. I told her that today I was going to let her experience the feeling of being bound and violated. My wife,
her heart filled with desire, let me help her put on the restraints, like a bitch in heat, incredibly wanton, letting me give her orders. My wife had a fresh fragrance after her shower, and her smooth body had a rosy glow. My wife stood up willingly, her eyes hazy, and let me put the collar on her neck. I tightened the buckles on the back of the collar to secure it, and then let the four breast restraint straps connected to the vest on her abdomen hang down naturally.
First, I covered my wife's breasts with the leather vest, and then I began to tighten the four horizontal straps on the vest. At this point, my wife's breasts were exposed, and the vest could only cover her lower abdomen. Her entire buttocks and genitals were almost completely exposed in front of me. I began to gradually adjust and secure my wife's breasts and the shoulder straps at the back.
My wife's breasts gradually tightened and became firmer as the four breast-binding straps tightened. In fact, the design of this straitjacket could be used with accessories to connect nipple rings and clitoral rings, but that wasn't necessary yet. I picked up two breast teasers and began applying lubricant to my wife's firm breasts, then attached suction cups to remove air.
At this point, my wife's expression was one of burning desire and difficulty. She was holding onto the wardrobe with one hand and the headboard with the other, almost unable to stand. I watched as my wife's nipples swelled and stood erect inside the teasers, and she couldn't help but let out soft moans. Her genitals were also becoming noticeably wet.
Seeing that time was running out, I needed to speed things up. So I continued to pull the two clitoral restraint straps down from the hem of the vest, across my wife's perineum, and then up again, connecting them to the two buttock restraint straps from the bottom of the vest's back. Then I pulled apart the two horizontal straps connecting the two clitoral restraint straps and secured them to the base of my wife's thighs.
At this point, my wife's genitals were cut and surrounded by restraints, forming an incredibly sexy diamond-shaped exposed space. Her pubic hair, clitoris, and labia glistened alluringly against the backdrop of her vaginal fluids.
I then tenderly helped my wife, who was panting heavily with arousal, to sit on the bed. She was almost dazed as I helped her put on fingerless elastic gloves and sexy elastic thigh-high stockings, paired with custom-made 30cm sexy strappy high heels. My wife was completely powerless to resist and could only continue to let me do as I pleased.
Next, I began to put on matching high-quality leather shackles and handcuffs on her wrists and ankles. I considerately pulled up a pillow and placed it at the head of the bed for her to lean against. Then I separated her hands and feet, using chains and leather to fix her hands to either side of the headboard, while her legs were spread wide and fixed to either side of the bed corners. Finally, I fastened the locks.
Looking at my wife, bound to the bed in a spread-eagle position, I felt satisfied. It seemed she really enjoyed being bound and raped. It was just a little strange; we'd been married for over 20 years, why hadn't I noticed before? Never mind, there were even more exciting games waiting for her later. Time was running out, I had to continue.
"Wife, how does it feel? Do you want to be fucked?"
"Ah, it's so uncomfortable! Ugh, honey, hurry up and fuck me!"
My wife was completely restrained and bound to the bed, her limbs stretched out so she could barely move. She could only helplessly twist her body, emitting lewd moans as she begged for mercy. But things weren't that simple. I had to test my wife's true feelings towards Xiaolan, so I started playing the prepared video on the big TV.
When the actress who looked remarkably like Ran began her sexy performance on screen, I noticed my wife's eyes widened. She probably also recognized the resemblance. I asked her directly if she thought the woman looked familiar. Of course, she knew it wasn't Ran, but the resemblance was undeniable.
"Ah, husband, you're so naughty, oh... you want to have sex with Ran, don't you? Ah..."
As expected of my wife, she immediately understood my intentions. So, I had to push harder. I turned on the nipple vibrator, and the continuous vibrations of the vibrator made her so overwhelmed with pleasure that she couldn't speak, only letting out moans of both pain and pleasure, begging for mercy.
I then picked up a gag-like object. My wife, completely powerless, couldn't resist and could only let me put the gag on her. With the gag in place, her expression became even more lewd. Her lips were stuffed with the gag, and she could only helplessly make muffled sounds. Gradually, saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, making her look incredibly obscene.
Then I took out a blindfold and covered her eyes. My wife seemed even more sensitive after she couldn't see, writhing her body vigorously. Not only was she drenched in sweat, but the odor from her genitals became even stronger. Taking advantage of this, I took out anal beads (like a fox tail), dipped my fingers in lubricant, and began inserting them into my wife's anus for lubrication, then smoothly pushed the beads in.
Watching my wife's sexy and wanton body writhing and moaning on the bed, I almost couldn't control myself and wanted to have sex with her directly. However, reason told me I couldn't. I ruthlessly put the clitoral stimulator on my wife's engorged clitoris, secured it with the suction cup, and turned on the vibration switch. My wife
's body instantly arched. Stimulated by the pleasure, my wife's body was soaked with sweat, the sheets in front of her genitals were completely wet. With the gag in her mouth, my wife couldn't make a clear moan. Her body twisted and pulled in passion. Luckily, the chain I bought was thick; otherwise, it probably wouldn't have been able to withstand my wife's frantic pulling.
I watched with satisfaction as my wife, bound in her specially made straitjacket and already bordering on frenzy before I even penetrated her, began to involuntarily convulse in climax. Just then, the doorbell rang. It seemed my wife couldn't resist Xiaolan's 　　involvement 　　.
********** 　　... 　　At this moment, she was wearing what looked like a cheongsam, but from the chest down to her abdomen, it featured a single piece of openwork embroidered lace. Although I could only make out the details, I could still vaguely see the style of her underwear. Xiaolan changed into another set of underwear I had given her, a super revealing design. 　　Her top was a red transparent lace bra with only a quarter cup, which was more like a nipple support than a bra, as the meager amount of fabric barely covered the lower edge of her breasts. Most of her breasts, including the areolas and nipples, were brazenly exposed. Her panties were also a style with a wide-open crotch, completely revealing her figure. 　　Seeing Xiaolan come to my house that night wearing this outfit, I began to suspect that she and my wife had some kind of agreement. How could she be so disregard for other people's opinions and be so open with me like this? This was blatant seduction! Never mind, since that's how it is, don't blame me for being ruthless and devouring her whole. 　　"Xiaolan, you, you're so sexy." 　　I couldn't help but pull her into my arms, feeling the heat of Xiaolan's body against mine. She smiled and didn't resist my embrace; instead, she pressed her sexy lips against mine. I was stunned. What is happiness? This is happiness! We began a passionate French kiss, both of us desperately seeking each other's saliva. 　　"Hmm, Xiaoling is upstairs, right?" 　　After a while, Xiaolan calmly nudged me. I then remembered that my wife was still suffering upstairs. It seemed my wife and Xiaolan had a tacit understanding, and it was the kind of understanding I liked. So, I happily hugged her and asked her to come upstairs with me. Xiaolan playfully punched me again and then smiled, saying, 　　"Then you don't need to close the door." 　　"Close the door? Aren't you going home later?" 　　Xiaolan poked me coquettishly with her finger and said in an infinitely charming voice, 　　"Silly boy, I want to stay at your place tonight." 　　"Stay at my place, really?" 　　"Oh, you're so annoying, of course it's true." 　　"Hurry up, don't upset Xiaoling." 　　So, filled with all sorts of strange dreams, I happily took Xiaolan upstairs, wondering what was going on, why things had turned out so smoothly. It seemed my wife had already tacitly approved of my relationship with Xiaolan, but why? My wife is usually very jealous, how could 　　she be so open about it? ********** 　　... 　　What was outrageous was that her cheeks and chin were dripping with what looked like silken threads of saliva, making her appear exceptionally obscene. Her genitals were practically a swamp. Xiaolan and I quickly went over and ungabbed my wife, then used a key to unlock the chains binding her hands and feet. 　　I thought this was bad news; my wife would definitely be furious. But to my surprise, although she looked weak, her expression was very complex. How to put it? Should I say pain or pleasure? I think my wife was deeply experiencing the true meaning of "pain and pleasure." 　　"Bad husband, ah~~, why did you make me wait so long?" 　　After hearing my wife's weak and coquettish complaint, Xiaolan skillfully opened the drawer of the dresser in the room, took out a towel, and considerately used it to wipe my wife's body. Then, while wiping, she very naturally kissed my wife's lips. My God, are Xiaolan and my wife lesbians? I suddenly had a bad feeling. 　　After a while, my wife separated from Xiaolan. Suddenly, my wife seemed to perk up again. She started groping Xiaolan's body with both hands and said to her with flirtatious eyes, 　　"Damn it, you two adulterers, why did it take you so long to come up? What shameless things were you doing downstairs?" 　　I looked at my wife. Although she sounded angry, her expression was one of lust. It turned out that my wife didn't care what Xiaolan and I were doing. In fact, she probably wanted to see me rape Xiaolan and let Xiaolan experience the feeling of being tied up and abused. 　　"Xiaolan, your cunt is all wet. You want your husband to fuck you, don't you?" 　　My wife then got up and slipped one hand under Xiaolan's skirt, exploring Xiaolan's exposed vulva with her hand. She felt Xiaolan's wet vulva with a lewd expression, and then began to give me orders.

"Honey, what are you standing there for? Come and help this slutty prostitute get dressed up properly."
"Hmph, Xiaolan, I'm going to let you taste what it's like to be tied up by your husband."
At this moment, Xiaolan seemed to have become a completely different person. She obediently let her wife help her take off her sexy cheongsam. Looking at Xiaolan's revealing underwear, her nipples and genitals were completely exposed in front of me. Under the light, I could see the continuous flow of her vaginal fluid.
"Ah, Xiaoling, I'm so shy, Dawei, Dawei saw it all."
"Haha, what are you pretending for, you prostitute? Didn't you want Dawei to fuck you?"
Soon, Xiaolan's underwear and pants were stripped off by her wife. Her entire pink and alluring body was like a lamb to the slaughter, ready to be slaughtered. She began to accept my wife and me dressing her up with a dazed look in her eyes. The red straitjacket made her look incredibly passionate and hot. Before long, Xiaolan began to moan with pleasure.
I dressed Xiaolan up like my wife, one in black and one in red, and the two wanton prostitutes were presented before me. However, my wife picked up nipple rings and clitoral rings, showing she was more ruthless than me. But that was fine; let Xiaolan experience the pleasure of being abused and violated, so she and my wife would never be able to escape this passionate sex.
My wife had Xiaolan lie on the bed, and I began to separate and tie her hands and feet. My wife then picked up the nipple rings, which were small straw devices with different sizes to match the size of the nipples. She put the rubber rings with nipple chains onto the front of the straw and then pressed the straw against Xiaolan's nipples.
As my wife pressed the rubber ball at the back of the straw, the air inside was sucked out, and Xiaolan's nipples swelled, lengthened, and became erect. My wife then skillfully pushed down the rubber ring at the front of the straw, and the chained rubber ring tightly bound Xiaolan's nipples. Even if the straw was removed, the swollen nipples, tightly restrained, could not shrink.
Xiaolan's nipples, bound by rubber rings, appeared enormous, creating an incredibly lewd look. Xiaolan seemed to be writhing in pain, her breathing noticeably rapid. My wife continued, putting rubber rings with chains on her other nipple and clitoris, and Xiaolan's reactions became even more intense.
Watching my wife use this new toy so skillfully, I suspected she had never used anything like it before. But perhaps women are naturally more dexterous. I didn't dwell on it. My wife's next actions revealed the purpose of the chains on the rubber rings.
My wife began connecting the chains from the nipple rings to the eight buckles on the breast restraints, adjusting the chain length to create a star-shaped chain around Xiaolan's breasts, dividing them into eight equal parts. Because my wife deliberately tightened the chains, Xiaolan's erect breasts were stimulated, the chains digging deep into them, creating an extremely lewd appearance.
Xiaolan's clitoris was in even worse shape. The engorged clitoris protruded from the foreskin, tightly bound by rubber bands, unable to release the pressure. Three chains, securing it to the top and sides, pulled the clitoris in three directions. A bell was attached to the bottom; whenever Xiaolan excitedly twisted her body, the pulling on her clitoris not only drove her almost mad with stimulation but also caused the bell to jingle—a truly lewd design.
My wife, of course, also put the red anal bead fox tail on Xiaolan. The tools I had used to bind her were now being used on Xiaolan in a "double dose," so soon Xiaolan was gagged and blindfolded. Looking at the bound wife on the bed, she could only twist her body wildly in pain and pleasure, constantly uttering muffled moans and pleas for mercy.
I was already incredibly excited. While my wife was abusing Xiaolan, I stripped naked. My wife turned around and looked at me with satisfaction. I thought she was finally going to let me have Xiaolan, but instead, she turned to face me, caressing her own genitals with one hand while stroking my penis with her hand, and said,
"Honey, do you want to have me or Xiaolan more?"
I was certain this was a conspiracy. Based on past experience, when my wife gave me a choice, I could never choose the answer she didn't want to hear. I looked helplessly at Xiaolan, who was bound on the bed. She was excitedly writhing her body, which I craved, and the moans emanating from her mouth were clearly a plea for a man to have sex with her and rape her.
"Honey, tell me, who do you prefer to have?"
Hearing my wife's persistent question, I thought to myself, if I chose Xiaolan now, the outcome would be unpredictable. So reason returned to my mind. There's plenty of time; satisfying my wife first is more important. Therefore, I glanced helplessly at Xiaolan, then said to my wife with unwavering determination,
"I like making love with you, my wife. Let me do it to you."
"Bingo, the perfect answer!" When I saw the look in my wife's eyes, I knew she was indeed up to something. Luckily, I chose the right answer. My wife smiled sweetly, and she proactively knelt down, holding my glans with both hands and carefully licking it, completely ignoring Xiaolan writhing and moaning on the bed
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That day, my wife ignored Xiaolan and took the initiative to have sex with me. After licking my penis, she got up and asked me to help her put on nipple rings and a clitoral ring. I clumsily tried for a long time before finally getting it done with my wife's guidance. I thought to myself, women are definitely better at this.
My wife was like a wanton bitch at that moment, the black fox tail on her buttocks constantly stimulating my vision. After her nipples and clitoris were tightly bound and fixed with rubber rings, my wife's passion was reignited. Then she asked me to help her put on a gag and blindfold, and I immediately granted her wish.
Seeing two wanton bitches, one black and one red, almost dressed up on my bed, was truly a feast for the eyes. My wife started to lie on top of Xiaolan, overlapping her with her. My wife deliberately aligned her nipples with Xiaolan's nipples and rubbed her genitals back and forth. My wife and Xiaolan both let out intense moans at the same time.
I started by holding my wife's buttocks with both hands. Overwhelmed with excitement, I couldn't help but slap her soft, white buttocks. Actually, I'd noticed lately that my wife really had masochistic tendencies. This slapping not only felt good to me, but it also intensified her feelings, making her movements even more lewd.
I then pressed one hand against her buttocks, while the other hand guided my glans, and began exploring the secret entrance to her vagina. Suddenly, a mischievous idea popped into my head. If my wife's hands and feet were also bound like Xiaolan's, and her vagina was so close to Xiaolan's, then it would be forgivable if I accidentally inserted into the wrong place.
So I gently leaned down and whispered in my wife's ear that I was going to tie her hands and feet up again. By this time, my wife was already overwhelmed by physical desire. She obediently nodded and continued to writhe and moan. So I got up and began to bind and lock my wife's hands and feet, then proudly looked at my handiwork.
On the bed, two sluts, one in black and one in red, dressed in straitjackets and bound hand and foot, lay on top of each other in a wanton display of lust. My wife, like Xiaolan, had lost control, only able to writhe excitedly, moaning with desire to be violated, waiting to see who I would have my way with.
I pressed myself against my wife's buttocks, parted her genitals with my hands, and slowly inserted my penis into her vagina. Her wet vagina was incredibly slippery. I began using a nine-shallow-one-deep technique to make my wife even more impatient. Looking at Xiaolan's equally wet and lustful cunt below, I felt incredibly clever.
I deliberately withdrew during long thrusts, then pretended to accidentally penetrate her again. Xiaolan's cunt, already eager and parched like it had just received rain, was filled with anticipation. After several rounds of the nine-shallow-one-deep technique, I switched to my wife's long-empty cunt. Back and forth like this, the two bound, lustful bitches were driven to desperation by my thrusts.
As I was about to ejaculate, I couldn't quite tell whether I was inside my wife's or Xiaolan's vagina. Anyway, their vaginas were so close together that after I ejaculated, both were covered in semen, making it hard to tell.
But I wasn't worried, since both my wife and Xiaolan had vasectomies, so there was no risk of pregnancy. However, a thought struck me: something was wrong. While my wife and Xiaolan agreed to have sex with me, what about Xiao Xu? What if he found out?
No wonder people say, "Men think with their little heads." I was so eager to have sex with Xiaolan that I considered my wife's situation, but why didn't I think about Xiao Xu? If this affair were exposed, I'd be ruined. What should I do? With a heavy heart, I began to untie my wife and Xiaolan.
My wife and Xiaolan looked at me with irresistible allure, their bodies soaked through, their genitals particularly alluring. They were truly two sluts. I watched as they removed their straitjackets and went into the bathroom for a bath, but I couldn't rest. All the leather costumes and props had to be cleaned immediately, or they would mold and deteriorate.
I didn't have time to complain about how tough life is for men. For the sake of future sexual enjoyment, I had to diligently clean the equipment. When my wife and Xiaolan emerged wrapped in towels, laughing and joking, I finally finished cleaning everything, including the set I was going to give to Xiaolan, which I had neatly organized.
My wife had chosen two sets of matching lingerie for Xiaolan and herself—one black and one red lace, of course. The areolas and nipples of the bras were directly exposed, and pearls were strung together with elastic bands, somewhat similar to nipple rings, though not as strong as the feeling of using straws to enlarge the nipples and then tightly binding them.
The panties featured openwork embroidered lace in the front and transparent mesh covering the buttocks. However, the area from the genitals to the buttocks was completely open, and a pearl chain was specially added to secure it to the vagina and anus. The pearls varied in size, with some uniquely sized beads seemingly designed to press against the urethra, vagina, and anus.
Seeing my wife and Xiaolan seemingly accustomed to wearing revealing lingerie, I thought to myself how lucky they were. Their recently sexually active vaginas exuded an incredibly lewd aura. My wife and Xiaolan frolicked as they dressed, completely ignoring my lewd gaze. It seemed my wife and Xiaolan were more than just into SM and sadomasochism; they were truly born promiscuous and wanton women.
Suddenly, I became worried. My wife wasn't always like this. The reason must lie with Xiaolan. But was Xiaolan naturally promiscuous, or was she developed and trained by Xiao Xu after marriage? If Xiaolan was the latter, then had my wife already been trained by Xiao Xu to become this promiscuous woman?
"Honey, do I look good dressed like this?"
My wife asked me seductively, kneading her exposed breasts and nipples while tugging at her clitoris.
"Oh, honey, do you think I look sexy?"
Xiao Lan went even further, lifting one leg onto the bed and rubbing her incredibly alluring vulva, parting her labia to reveal the pink flesh inside, calling me "honey" affectionately.
Strangely, it seemed my wife didn't object. It looked like they had reached an agreement in the bathroom. Wouldn't that mean I'd become a polygamous couple? A feeling of happiness washed over me, all my previous anxiety completely forgotten. I pulled both women into my arms, but then my wife spoke.
"Honey, shouldn't you go take a shower?"
Oh, right, those two wanton wives had already showered and were all clean. Of course, I knew what my wife meant, so I quickly went to the bathroom and showered as fast as I could. When I came out, the situation had changed again.
My wife and Xiaolan were lying on either side of the bed, wearing barely-there, sexy see-through nightgowns, waiting for me to join them. I excitedly jumped onto the bed and lay between my wife and Xiaolan. It felt so good to have them on either side. My wife and Xiaolan seemed to be vying for my attention, kissing me one after the other. I kissed them alternately, my hands roaming over their bodies. Then my penis was surrounded by both hands. My
wife and Xiaolan kissed one of my nipples each, which felt incredibly good. Then my wife and Xiaolan got up, straddled my mouth and penis, and kissed each other passionately, rubbing their breasts together. My lips were on my wife's vulva, and I kept licking it with my tongue.
My hand caressed my wife's swollen nipples, and I felt she was becoming increasingly wanton. That was fine; perhaps she'd even be willing to let Xiao Xu have his way with her. Her open-crotch panties even had beads on them; it seemed she wanted to enjoy that pleasure constantly. This gave me even more confidence.
Watching two wanton married women dressed provocatively for my pleasure, this breakfast was truly enjoyable. However, seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, I couldn't help but make a wise decision. I picked up the phone and dialed the office, asking a colleague to help me request a day off. Then I finally saw the burning flame in my wife and Xiao Lan's hearts.
Some things needed to be resolved first. Xiao Xu was coming back tomorrow, and I needed to figure out the situation before making the best response. So I started asking my wife why she had hooked up with Xiao Lan in bed. My wife was a little embarrassed at first, hesitating to answer, but then Xiao Lan readily took over and answered me.
It turns out that Xiao Xu and Xiao Lan were already often separated due to work. Before, Xiao Lan was able to manage after work because she had to take care of their son, but after their son left home for university, Xiao Lan often felt lonely and didn't know what to do. Therefore, her relationship with my wife became closer, and she frequently visited our house.
I knew about this because Xiao Lan's visits had increased significantly over the past year. However, I prefer to stay in my study and surf the internet, so I didn't pay much attention to what my wife and Xiao Lan talked about in the bedroom. Besides, my wife would close the door when Xiao Lan was there, and I felt awkward about disturbing them. It turned out that Xiao Lan was confiding her sexual frustrations.
So, gradually, to help Xiao Lan, my wife would occasionally go to Xiao Lan's house, helping her relieve her boredom with sex toys and sexy clothes. Slowly, my wife developed a taste for this, and she gradually began to enjoy this mutual caressing and intercourse. However, since it wasn't real sex, the lack of a man left her with a feeling of emptiness that needed to be filled.
So Xiaolan started discussing with her wife whether she could use me to satisfy her needs. Initially, her wife objected, but after their intimate interactions, their relationship improved, and her wife finally gave in to Xiaolan's request. However, her wife was also worried that Xiaoxu would be jealous, so she asked Xiaolan to talk to Xiaoxu first.
So, whenever Xiaoxu was home, Xiaolan tried to satisfy his needs, then used sweet words to seduce him. She was using her wife as bait! I was a little angry, but then again, if Xiaoxu wasn't interested in her wife, how could he agree to let her have sex with me? It seems Xiaolan is quite cunning.
So, under his wife's temptation, Xiaoxu agreed to let his wife be exchanged for someone else's wife. After all, he didn't think his wife would really run off with someone else, and he could also enjoy Xiaoling's body, enjoying the bliss of having two wives—why not? Thus, yesterday's passionate feast occurred.
Wait a minute, this isn't right. From what Xiaolan said, doesn't that mean I ate Xiaolan today, and tomorrow I'll have to pay the price of my wife being with Xiaoxu? However, it seems that this is the only way. If I change my mind, then it will be impossible for me and Xiaolan to be together, and I might even be sued badly.
But then again, didn't I also hope to share my wife with Xiao Xu so I could get the right to rape and use Xiao Lan's body? I was worried my wife wouldn't agree then, but it turns out those two sluts had already planned it all out for their own sexual pleasure. Like an arrow shot from a bow, there's no turning back now. Well, that's how it is now.
So at least today, I'll make the most of it and enjoy Xiao Lan's beautiful body as much as possible before Xiao Xu comes back. Oh, right, my wife said Xiao Lan's family seems to have quite a few sex toys; they even bought an octopus-shaped sex chair. I'll enjoy it first to avoid being taken advantage of. When Xiao Xu comes back, I'll let him have his way. Tomorrow, we'll see.
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Although my house and Xiao Xu's house are only separated by one dormitory room, I occasionally run into my neighbor's colleague, who isn't married. She's probably already at work though. There are eight households on each side of our alley, but some are retired; there aren't many young couples, and since everyone's kids are grown up, we don't interact much.
Now I have a bold plan I discussed with my wife: she and Xiao Lan should wear revealing clothes and walk to Xiao Lan's house together. I thought they'd protest, but surprisingly, their expressions were clearly eager. These two women are truly lewd to the core.
However, they also demanded that I only wear underwear. I suddenly realized I was only wearing underwear—what a self-inflicted wound! But it's fine this way; the three of us can have some excitement together. When we went out, we saw two people talking at the end of the alley, probably Zhang's mother and Li's mother, but it was too far away to be a problem.
So my wife, Xiaolan, and I calmly went out together. It was a bit chilly, and I really brought this on myself, but it felt quite exciting. As Xiaolan opened the door and we entered her house, our hearts were still pounding. It seemed like someone turned and glanced in our direction.
But it's normal for older people to have poor eyesight, and besides, they probably couldn't see anything from this distance. I thought, even if they did see us, it's not that strange for a man to be shirtless, even though it's starting to get winter. It's not like I'm not physically strong, is it? As for my wife and Xiaolan, they weren't completely naked, so what was there to be afraid of?
Once inside Xiaolan's house, I realized that aside from borrowing her bicycle a few times, I'd never even been to her dining room. Xiaolan's backyard had been specially converted into a greenhouse by Xiaoxu. I wasn't interested in cultivating orchids, but my wife said Xiaoxu was very skilled; he even cultivated some very unique and beautiful orchids.
So, I asked Xiaolan if we could go take a look. Well, since we'd decided to share my wife with Xiao Xu, it might be good to get to know each other better, so we wouldn't run out of things to talk about later. Xiao Lan wasn't as interested in orchids as my wife, but she still led us into the greenhouse. Then my wife pointed at some orchids and exclaimed,
"It's this one! Xiao Xu said this flower bud looks so strangely beautiful, like a woman's genitals!"
Hmm, what's that all about? I've seen flowers that look like women's genitals before, in that Avengers movie. It seems Xiao Xu was exaggerating, especially telling my wife that women's genitals are beautiful... It seems Xiao Xu has ulterior motives towards my wife. Oh well, I didn't lose anything anyway.
But looking closely at these orchids, the strange structures in the middle of the flowers really do look like women's genitals. I couldn't help but look closer, and then I pulled Xiao Lan down to squat down and peered into her vulva. It really did look like it! The clitoris, the labia majora and minora, the beautiful folds—I was stunned.
"Isn't that right? It really looks like it, so beautiful!"
Watching my wife talking to herself while looking at a pot of orchids, I realized it was true. Her labia weren't evenly spaced; the right one was slightly larger than the left. This orchid looked remarkably like her genitals in both shape and color. I wondered if it was a coincidence or if Xiao Xu had deliberately cultivated it. If it was, I was suddenly startled.
If it was as I suspected, it meant he had seen my wife's genitals. And cultivating orchids isn't something that can be rushed. If he had seen them, it would have been before our child went to university. Ah, stop overthinking. I've realized that sometimes overthinking isn't good. I'm here today to have some fun with Xiao Lan.
Upstairs, my wife easily found Xiao Lan and her husband's playroom. Our two houses had the same layout, but because we have two children and they only have one, they could dedicate one room as a playroom. Once inside, I realized Xiao Xu seemed more professional than me; I was truly impressed.
There was no bed in the room, only an eight-claw sex chair and some steel pipe frames. It seemed Xiao Xu had set it up himself; otherwise, he'd have to worry about gossip if he asked someone else to do it. A whole row of wardrobes lined the wall, filled with various props and costumes. Sharing his wife with Xiao Xu seemed like the right thing to do; I could use these too.
What was rather unusual was the computer, unlike mine which was in the study. Looking at the webcam on the screen, I figured Xiao Lan and her husband liked video sharing. But that wouldn't be a problem for me; I studied computer science, so setting up a wireless webcam in the bedroom would be easy.
I started imagining the two couples video chatting and having real-time sex, maybe even a wife-swapping SM bondage contest! Just thinking about it made me even more excited. But with so many new things to see, it would take a long time. Anyway, it's my day off, so I'm not worried about running out of time; the problem is not having enough sperm.
So I told my wife to go home and do her own thing, whether she wanted to buy groceries or do housework was up to her. My wife was a little reluctant, but after some coaxing, she went home. After all, I really couldn't do anything in the morning; I'd ejaculated several times all night and needed to conserve my energy. I told her to come back after she showered tonight.
Xiaolan obediently said she'd go keep my wife company. I thought that was fine. I know that forgetting the old for the new is a big no-no in relationships. Tomorrow, Xiao Xu is coming back, and I still need my wife to keep him in check. It feels like I'm cheating on myself. But anyway, it's a fair exchange, wife swapping, so nobody loses out.
However, I told Xiaolan to wait until Xiaoling is asleep and then come home in the afternoon. After all, Xiaolan needs to tidy up the house when her husband isn't home. This reason is perfectly plausible, and I think Xiaoling won't suspect anything. Besides, my wife has a habit of taking a nap, so it should give Xiaolan and me some private time to prepare beforehand.
So after my wife and Xiaolan left, I started admiring Xiaolan's collection. I was planning my passionate night, but I was still a bit puzzled. So, I decided to go into Xiaolan's computer and see what interesting things Xiaoxu had collected. I first searched for basic pictures and videos
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Aside from some articles, pictures, and videos downloaded from porn sites, I didn't find anything special. I thought things weren't so simple. They had a rather unusual folder called "Homework," but it was password protected. That must be it.
Given Xiaoxu and Xiaolan's level of expertise, the password probably wouldn't be too complicated. But I was too lazy to guess. Most middle-aged people would write down the password to avoid forgetting it. So, I started searching the entire computer desk. It wasn't too difficult. After opening a drawer and feeling around, I found a note stuck to the edge.
The note said homeex123. I entered it and was able to access the site. The directory was sorted by time. I started looking through the files. The closest one was a video of my wife and Xiaolan wearing sexy lingerie, using a double-headed dildo to satisfy each other's clitoral pleasure. It seems that what my wife and Xiaolan said was true.
Next, I used fast-forward to examine one directory after another, proving that my wife and Xiaolan had been secretly playing sex games behind my back. What was particularly unusual was the scene where my wife was tied up and tortured by Xiaolan. Of course, the props were mostly sex toys, and I didn't see Xiaoxu's image, which reassured me somewhat.
However, I gradually discovered that the timeline extended to last year, and there were still files. It seemed my wife and Xiaolan were lying. Xiaolan hadn't started having sex with my wife only after her son went to university this year. Actually, if it were just the two of them engaging in lesbian relations, it wouldn't be so bad, but the following video completely enraged me.
Because I saw a third person—yes, Xiaoxu. That video might be the beginning of the scheme to rape my wife. The video started with Xiaolan leading my wife into her playroom. At that time, my wife seemed very innocent; she seemed very interested in everything in the room. Then, Xiaolan began to coax my wife into watching what appeared to be a sex video.
The camera focused on my wife, so the computer screen she was watching wasn't very clear. It seemed to be filmed in a game room; the woman being bound and raped was mute, and the man was barely visible and barely spoke, making it difficult to determine their identity. However, I suspect it was the Xu couple.
Then, Xiaolan changed into sexy clothes and, taking advantage of my wife's heightened desire, encouraged her to experience incredibly pleasurable sex. My wife, already aroused while watching the video, readily agreed under Xiaolan's seduction. Xiaolan then undressed my wife and dressed her in extremely lewd lingerie.
I noticed my wife gradually losing herself, completely succumbing to lust. She allowed Xiaolan to dress her as a seductive prostitute, then made her lie on an octopus-shaped sex chair. The full set of restraints further swayed her, making her like an AV actress, willingly manipulated into an incredibly lewd state by Xiaolan.
Xiao Lan separated her wife's hands and feet and secured them one by one to the octopus-shaped sex chair. After her wife's hands and feet were bound and secured, her thighs were raised high, so that her genitals and anus were completely exposed to the camera. Xiao Lan then put a gag and blindfold on her. Then, without Xiao Ling's knowledge, the real male protagonist
, Xiao Xu, appeared. What angered me was that Xiao Xu had been conspiring with Xiao Lan to scheme against Xiao Ling from the very beginning, completely contrary to what Xiao Lan told my wife. What other secrets did they have? But I had to find that damned video that seduced my wife to lose her virginity to prove my point.
I knew what would happen next without even watching, but I still couldn't help but continue watching. Seeing my blindfolded wife bound to the sex chair and subjected to Xiao Xu's rape, my anger remained, but my penis uncooperatively became erect. Watching my virtuous wife writhe and submit to Xiao Xu's rape actually excited me even more.
I frantically checked every folder, especially the timestamps after the one I just found. Finally, I discovered that Xiao Xu was involved in two other incidents. It seemed my wife had become accustomed to being tied up and raped by Xiao Xu. Throughout the video, although she seemed somewhat shy, she was clearly willingly being raped by him.
At this point, I didn't know what to do. In fact, my wife had been set up by Xiao Lan with Xiao Xu since last year. I realized the reason I hadn't found much evidence might be because Xiao Xu wasn't often home, or because the couple didn't always record, or perhaps there were other hidden files I hadn't discovered.
I decided to take advantage of Xiao Lan's return that afternoon, to give her a good beating while I interrogated her. Since they had framed my wife like this, I would give them a taste of their own medicine. When she was immersed in the pleasure of sex, I would tear out all her secrets.
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At noon, I went home and had lunch with my wife and Xiaolan. Although I knew my wife and Xiaolan were lying to me, I believed my wife. She was set up by Xiaolan, so when she was dressed in sexy lingerie, restrained on the sex chair, and aroused by being caressed, and then raped while blindfolded, I felt I couldn't blame my wife at all.
It's all because Xiaolan and her husband are so despicable. It's okay, wife, I'll repay them the same way they treated you later. I promise I'll make them pay double. Xiaolan and my wife didn't know I had seen through their scheme. They were talking about their passionate feast that night, their faces flushed with desire. After lunch, I went to Xiaolan's house with her.
After returning to Xiaolan's house, I took her to the playroom as planned, then took out the red leather bondage suit I had given her, and dressed her according to yesterday's method. Her nipples and clitoris were also fitted with tight rubber chains. I deliberately tightened the chains to make Xiaolan suffer more pain and pleasure.
Then, Xiaolan, completely unaware of my plan, began her unprecedented journey of torture. I bound her hands and feet to an eight-claw sex chair, just as she had done to my wife, except I didn't blindfold her. Her nostrils were pulled up by hooks, and the gag in her mouth made her look extremely helpless.
Just as she was preparing to enjoy my torture and rape, I turned on the computer screen and started playing the video of my wife being seduced and raped by the couple. Xiaolan, completely bound to the sex chair, couldn't move at all. Her body was in an extremely lewd position, but she began to feel panic.
Strangely, when she saw the video of my wife being seduced and losing her virginity, Xiaolan became incredibly agitated for some reason. I saw that her nipples and clitoris were extremely sensitive because of the tight binding. When I touched them slightly, Xiaolan trembled all over and moaned, which I found a bit strange.
However, I wouldn't show her any mercy. Now that she's in my hands, I'm going to give her an unprecedented thrill and make her confess everything she knows. So I started using an electric vibrating bead to stimulate her anus, causing her bound body to respond even more violently.
Xiaolan probably knew she couldn't escape my righteous punishment today, so her eyes didn't show a hint of pleading. However, as I started stimulating her genitals with a huge vibrator, Xiaolan completely lost the strength to resist, panting and letting me abuse and play with her increasingly sensitive body.
When Xiaolan was almost out of her mind, I started to remove the gag from her mouth and deliberately used techniques to interrogate her. Taking advantage of her continuous orgasms, Xiaolan's eyes were glazed over, and the pleasure throughout her body made her almost unable to think. She could only helplessly and obediently answer my questions based on her intuition.
Then, before Xiaolan was driven to the brink of collapse by the abuse, I finally learned a completely unexpected truth. Through Xiaolan's confession, and in an attempt to gain my trust, she opened some shockingly hidden files. I finally discovered that things were not as I had imagined, but rather a far worse 　　, more hopeless situation.
**************** ... 　　When I saw this, my mind went blank. I couldn't imagine that this young man, Xiao An, could so ruthlessly rape his own mother. Another scene, roughly the same, showed Xiao Lan bound to a frame, her naked body being raped and penetrated by two men, one from the front and one from the back—Xiao Xu and Xiao An. 　　I didn't know how to deal with this chaotic thought. But when I saw my wife being bound and raped by Xiao An, I no longer knew what to believe. It turned out that the video Xiao Lan showed my wife that day was a video of my wife being raped and abused by Xiao An, which was why my wife had become so despondent and allowed Xiao Xu to rape her.

Listening to Xiaolan's tearful confession, I realized that the whole incident was a consequence of pornographic websites. Influenced by the mix of reality and fiction in pornographic literature, images, and videos, the young man, Xiaoan, couldn't distinguish truth from falsehood and took the opportunity to rape his own mother.
Of course, she couldn't discuss these troubles with her husband, so she tried talking to Xiaoling about her problems. Xiaoling, for her friend's sake, began to accompany Xiaolan, using sex to relieve her distress. Unexpectedly, Xiaoan discovered this and, taking advantage of his mother's affair with Aunt Xiaoling, raped her. The whole situation spiraled out of control.
When Xiaolan's husband returned, he finally discovered their affair. Because his son had gotten the chance to rape Aunt Xiaoling, he became arrogant and overconfident, which alerted Xiaoxu. Therefore, Xiaoxu plotted to have his son join him in raping Xiaoling. After that incident, Xiaolan, along with Xiaoling, became sex slaves to her husband and son.
Actually, I gradually noticed from the film that as the wife's body and will, and her acceptance of sex, changed dramatically with the joint training by Xiao Xu and his son. Originally, she endured the rape and training out of fear of being discovered by her husband, but slowly she began to enjoy it, sinking deeper and deeper until she was unable to extricate herself.
In other words, because of the training by Xiao Xu and his son, the wife and Xiao Lan had developed their incredibly lewd nature, becoming beasts eager to be abused and raped, willingly and without complaint becoming tools for the father and son to release their lust. Although they sometimes wavered, the intense stimulation of satisfying their deep-seated physical hunger gradually led them to succumb, unable to resist their destined fate of becoming sex slaves.
Watching Xiaolan's tearful confession, I truly didn't know what to do. The images of my wife and Xiaolan in the video, posing in various lewd positions, enduring the bondage, rape, and training by the father and son, constantly haunted my mind. I knew I enjoyed seeing such scenes; they made my blood boil uncontrollably.
But looking at Xiaolan before me, crying as she confessed, her desires and body making it impossible for her to choose between seeking further stimulation. Faced with her beloved husband and son, she truly had no choice. However, after my comforting words, she naturally began to use all her charms, begging me to continue binding and raping her.
Following my lust, I finally couldn't resist beginning to abuse Xiaolan's body and will. After all, Xiaolan was no longer the innocent wife I once knew. Now, like my wife, she had been successfully trained by Xiao Xu and his son into a sex slave driven solely by lustful instincts, yearning for a man's abuse and rape.
Faced with Xiaolan's transformation, I didn't know whether to be happy or worried. My wife, Xiaoling, was already beyond redemption. Tomorrow, after Xiaoxu returned, how should I deal with this mess? Should I continue indulging in the thrilling abyss of wife-swapping and incest with my wife and Xiaolan, or do I have other options? I didn't know.
But right now, facing Xiaolan, the married sex slave writhing and moaning before me, actively begging for my pleasure, I decided to first thoroughly humiliate her mind and body, completely satisfying her insatiable and perverse sexual needs. As for tomorrow, I'd deal with that after tonight's passionate revelry. Who knows what tomorrow might bring?
The End

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