[My Sister-in-Law, the Finished Product, Finally Became My Wife] (Complete)

The sky was overcast, a light drizzle fell, and the damp, chilly weather had persisted for days, weighing heavily on everyone's mood.
A young face in a black and white photograph, a low-key funeral, a simple burial ceremony, terrible weather, a painful
heart…
My name is Li Xin, a vocational school graduate working odd jobs. When I was five, the factory where my parents worked closed down. My father
faced unemployment, and my mother took my ten-year-old brother and left for another place, never to be heard from again. My
father and I relied on each other, living in poverty. To start working as soon as possible, I skipped high school and went straight to
vocational school, planning to work after graduation. Two years into my job, my father fell seriously ill and finally passed away
. My brother, whom I hadn't seen for 15 years, rushed back before my father's death. After seeing my brother
one last time, the old man closed his eyes forever.
My brother, whom I hadn't seen for over a decade, looked so unfamiliar, but the bond of blood was
palpable at a glance. My brother told me about his experiences over the years. His mother took him to L city, where
they wandered for a year before his mother married an older man. This man was very wealthy and childless, and my brother
was treated like his own son. Twelve years later, this stepfather suddenly died of illness, and shortly after
, my mother passed away unexpectedly. My brother inherited a large sum of money and started his own business, which has become increasingly
successful in recent years.
I was impressed by my brother's legendary life and felt a little envious, as the gap between us was vast.
Some time after our father's funeral, my brother suggested I go with him
. Having no relatives, I naturally agreed to rely on this handsome and wealthy brother. After arriving in L city,
he gave me some money to start my own business. I rented two storefronts and started a car detailing business
. Using the experience I gained while working and with my brother's help, the business quickly grew. Within two years, I had
opened several chain stores in the city.
I continued to live with my brother in a small villa that belonged to his former stepfather. My brother has a
very beautiful wife named Du Shiya, who is a full-time housewife. I once planned
to move out so as not to disturb my brother and sister-in-law's married life, but my brother firmly refused, saying that brothers
haven't seen each other for over ten years and should never be separated again. So I live under their roof.
My sister-in-law is three years older than me. Her personality is as quiet and elegant as her name suggests. Although she doesn't talk much,
she's very good to me. I wouldn't call her beautiful, because that word doesn't do her justice
. She has long, flowing, jet-black hair. Her delicate oval face makes her appear
incredibly refined and ethereal. Her slender eyebrows are like willow-leaf cuts, and her large eyes seem to hold
countless untold stories, yet are also lively and expressive. Her red lips are like early summer cherries—truly "
bright red lips and pearly white teeth." Her fair skin is like freshly fallen snow, smooth and translucent, flawless like white jade
, delicate and supple.
Such a fairy-like sister-in-law—I don't know where my brother found her. She was always elegant and refined, with an ethereal air.
During the two years we lived together, I considered her my goddess; my heart was filled with
nothing but admiration.
But death seemed to have a particular fondness for our family. A tragic car accident took my brother's life.
At his funeral, I looked up at the gray sky, letting the fine rain fall
on my face. At that moment, I had no more family. My heart ached, and I suddenly smiled at the sky
, thinking about how my mother, father, and brother had all died in the past few years. Would
I be next?
"Let's go home," a gentle voice pulled me back to reality, but this usually
sweet voice was now filled with heartbreaking sorrow.
"Home..." I murmured to myself.
Back home, my sister-in-law began sorting through my brother's belongings. I suddenly felt very unfamiliar with the huge little villa.
It didn't seem appropriate for me to stay here after my brother passed away. Looking at my busy sister-in-law, I thought to myself,
after inheriting my brother's estate, she should go back to her parents' home. It's a pity that my sister-in-law didn't leave my brother with any
children. And speaking of her parents' home, I've never seen her family members, or even heard them
mention them.
After my sister-in-law finished her work, I poured her a glass of water and then said goodbye: "Sister-in-law, my brother is gone.
Now that everything is settled, it's time for me to leave. My brother helped me a lot,
and I have no way to repay him. His estate should rightfully be inherited entirely by you, and I will focus on building the business he gave me. I wonder
what your plans are for the future? Perhaps you'd like to go back to your parents' home to relax?"
My sister-in-law paused for a moment after hearing my words, then said, "I'm homeless now. Are you going to move? I
see your career is on the rise right now, so it's best not to be distracted by other things. Why
don't you stay here? I'll take care of you."
Although my sister-in-law said this, I thought that since it was a man and woman alone in one room, it was inevitable that the neighbors would gossip.
My brother had only recently passed away; what if these rumors reached her ears, causing her unnecessary trouble
? So I said, "This... I'm afraid that's not appropriate?"
My sister-in-law's eyes dimmed slightly, and she said, "A-Yi (my brother's name is Li Yi) just left, are you leaving me too?"
My sister-in-law's voice was filled with endless sorrow. Seeing this, I felt as if the world had lost its color.
Thinking of what my sister-in-law had said about being "homeless," I was puzzled. Could it be that my sister-in-law's parents
... were also no longer alive? Why are the people around me so unfortunate? I decided to bring back my sister-in-law's smile,
and I would help her fulfill her wishes. Since my sister-in-law told me not to leave, I simply wouldn't leave!
"What are you saying, sister-in-law? Of course I don't want to leave you. In that case, I will continue to trouble
you to take care of me from now on."
"Yes, A-Xin is so good. From now on, we will depend on each other until A-Xin finds a wife."
Seeing that I agreed to her, my sister-in-law smiled slightly. This smile filled me with motivation.
"Hehe, sister-in-law, don't tease me." My sister-in-law's smile was so captivating that I was almost mesmerized, and
I answered foolishly.
"Your brother is gone, so my marriage with her is automatically dissolved. From now on, don't call me sister-in-law anymore,
just call me by my name."
"Uh, well… then I'll call you Shiya… Sister Shishi, just like my brother did!"
"Whatever you like. Are you hungry? I'll go cook…"
Our life together as uncle and sister-in-law began from that point on. Everything seemed largely unchanged. Shiya and I
lived peacefully, except I took over all the chores around the house, like washing dishes and cleaning
—things my brother used to do. However, perhaps because I
was too afraid to be alone with my breathtakingly beautiful widowed sister-in-law, and because I often had to entertain clients
and bosses, I spent very little time with Shiya. Besides, my brother's inheritance belonged to my sister-in-law
; after all, she was the mistress of the house, and I was just a guest.
Although my brother is gone, my career has passed its initial stage. Coupled with my smooth and cautious nature,
despite my young age and limited education, my business is still thriving.
However, precisely because of this, I'm spending less and less time at home. I noticed that Shiya, who doesn't like going out, is becoming increasingly
lonely, so I decided to spend more time with her.
Shiya is quiet and doesn't like crowds; she's not very enthusiastic about shopping. I can only spend more time with her at home, telling her
about my career. Shiya plays the role of a good listener, quietly listening to
my ramblings. However, the longer I spend with Shiya, the more I find an inexplicable feeling
growing in my heart.
One day, I went to the store. Everything was in good order, the employees were comfortable with me as their boss, and their work
mood was good. There wasn't anything particularly important for me to worry about that day, so
I decided to go home early to be with Shiya.
When I got home, Shiya was drinking tea and sunbathing on the rooftop. Hearing my voice, she came downstairs to greet me.
"Ah Xin, so early? Have you had lunch yet?"
"Yes, Sister Shishi. I'm not busy today, so I'm taking a break. I noticed you like potted plants, and I happened to see
a very beautiful jasmine plant, so I bought it as a small gift for you
." Watching Shiya walk gracefully towards me, I handed her the delicate jasmine plant. My gaze swept over
Shiya, and I froze.
Shiya's hair cascaded down her back, tucked behind her ears. She wore a narrow-sleeved floral blouse,
the hem barely reaching her waist, the front open and unbuttoned, revealing a white
strapless bra underneath. This bra, designed to "cover the breasts and stomach," failed to completely conceal her full, firm breasts
, revealing half of her bulging flesh above her chest. The top of the bra pressed a shallow indentation into her breasts,
and a deep cleavage was squeezed between them. My eyes were glued to her the moment I glanced at her. As
Shiya swayed her hips and moved gracefully towards me, her high breasts trembling slightly,
I was completely stunned.
Shiya reached me, took the potted plant from my hand, and said happily, "You're so thoughtful. Even though work is busy,
it's good to take a break now and then. I'm sunbathing on the rooftop, why don't you come too?"
Realizing my lapse in composure, I quickly looked away. It seemed Shiya hadn't noticed me either. I composed
myself and said, "Okay, I'll go change and be right back."
Running into my room, I patted my face to relax. Shiya was just sunbathing,
so she was dressed lightly; I felt really embarrassed. I quickly changed into some loose, casual
clothes and headed to the rooftop.
To briefly describe our small house, the second floor has a large living room, kitchen, and study; the third floor has a smaller living room and
bedroom; and above that is the rooftop. I came out of my room and saw
Shiya just coming out of her own room . I guess she was putting the jasmine plant in her room. She
greeted me and headed towards the rooftop. I followed closely behind her, staring at her shapely buttocks…
Shiya's legs were perfectly rounded and long. She wore soft white silk trousers, the fabric clinging
to her full, rounded buttocks, subtly outlining the cleft between her pink buttocks.
As we walked up the stairs, I could see the subtle bulge between her legs from behind,
and the slight indentation in the middle of that bulge… Her plump, rounded buttocks arched back,
forming a beautiful curve with her slender waist. Her graceful figure, swaying with each step, was deeply etched in my
mind.
I had always thought Shiya was dignified, elegant, and noble, but now I realized how sexy she was. A
strange, inexplicable flutter stirred within me. Upon reaching the rooftop, I grabbed a deck chair
and sat down at the small round table, across from Shiya. Shiya, wearing sunglasses, reclined comfortably,
her arms raised high behind her head, revealing her ample bosom. She hadn't even buttoned up her floral shirt.
I stared, momentarily stunned, then quickly realized my lapse and looked away, settling into the deck chair myself
to chat with Shiya.
Although I'd always been a loser, never had a girlfriend, after hanging out with my older brother, I'd achieved some success
. Initially, most of the clients he introduced were rich second-generation heirs, driving luxury cars and dating
beautiful women. I'd seen it all, met many beautiful women among my clients, and even had some women throwing themselves at
me, but I still hadn't found a girlfriend. However, I was still a young man full of vigor
, and seeing Shiya so alluring, I couldn't help but have some fantasies. But despite these thoughts, I didn't
show them on my face, simply chatting with Shiya about topics that interested her.
"By the way, Ashin, do you have a girlfriend?" Shiya asked.
"No, I'm just too busy with work, I don't have time to look," I said, taking a sip of tea.
"That won't do. You're still young. At your normal age, you should still be studying. There's no need to work so hard."
"Finding a girlfriend to take care of you would be good for relieving your stress."
I only noticed the phrase "take care of you," so I naturally replied, "No need, I have Sister Shishi,
don't I?"
I completely misunderstood what Shiya meant. Hearing my words, Shiya's pretty face flushed slightly. Knowing
I hadn't understood, she didn't continue the conversation. Having known
each other for so long, Shiya had noticed my feelings for her even before I did. Her reluctance to find a girlfriend was likely due to her own
reasons. Shiya sighed softly, lost in thought.
That evening, Shiya's room, which usually had a bathroom, had its water heater broken. Shiya had to
use the shared bathroom I usually used. When she came out of the shower, she simply wrapped a towel
around her body, revealing two white, tender breasts and her shapely, long legs. It was the first time I'd seen Shiya's thighs, and I was completely mesmerized 　　.
Shiya, carrying her washed clothes
, didn't notice my gaze and went back to her room.
Not long after I went in, Shiya came out again, gracefully walked to the small living room, and sat down on the sofa next to me
to watch TV together. At that moment, Shiya's slightly damp hair was loose, her clothes were disheveled, and she possessed a languid
beauty. Her full breasts were faintly visible, the shape of her nipples clearly visible through her nightgown. Her
fair skin was flushed with a faint blush, and her beautiful face was radiant like spring water rippling across the cheeks
—a truly beautiful picture of a woman emerging from a bath!
I stared at her, and Shiya, usually so serene and ethereal like a fairy, was now so alluring. I
was momentarily stunned. When I realized I had once again lost my composure in the face of Shiya's beauty
, I quickly looked away, stealing a glance at her. I found her simply leaning back on the sofa watching TV,
seemingly unaware of my earlier outburst.
In the following period, Shiya's clothing at home became increasingly revealing. Perhaps it was because summer was approaching
, or perhaps it was because I was spending more and more time with Shiya and she was treating me like a younger brother
… My brother's guard against her lessened, which is why he dressed so casually.
But I was in the prime of my life, and with such a beautiful woman by my side every day, I couldn't help but have impure thoughts. I started
masturbating to satisfy my sexual desires and watching porn online. Once, I came across
an article online about an uncle and sister-in-law, written with meticulous detail, a realistic and nuanced plot, and bold, explicit content. It ignited my lust
, and I imagined Shiya's alluring body, her seductive figure after a bath
. I couldn't resist masturbating right there on the computer. After that, I frequently searched for similar articles,
and even saved some of the better ones.
My life with Shiya continued peacefully, slowly passing by. Just as I realized my lust and affection for Shiya
were deepening, an unexpected event changed our lives.
That night, I was drinking and singing with clients. After the event, a client, with ambiguous intentions, invited me to do something more exciting
. Several very pretty young women there started flirting with me, and I excused myself by saying I was too drunk
… After finally leaving, back home, thinking about how unrestrained and bold those girls were, this virgin almost
couldn't handle it. So I thought I'd turn on the computer to watch some porn and then masturbate. But my computer
... seemed to be broken; I couldn't turn it on no matter what I did. Frustrated, I had to go downstairs to the second floor to use the computer in the study.
Shiya doesn't usually go online, so this computer is rarely used. I turned it on and downloaded a program called Kuaibo. When I was selecting the download
path, I found a very conspicuous folder on the E drive named "[Good Wife]
". I realized this computer belonged to my brother, so "Good Wife" must refer to Shiya, right? I immediately opened the folder,
and it was filled with video files. Driven by curiosity, I opened
one of them.
The video appeared to be in a dimly lit room—no, it was more like a basement, because there were no windows on the walls
. And in the video, a large wooden cross was firmly fixed to the wall
... It seemed to be a kind of torture device. A beautiful wrist was handcuffed to both sides of the cross, her slender arms
forced open. The woman's long, black hair was disheveled, and her delicate oval face was filled with a wronged
expression—it was Shiya! At this moment, she was wearing her favorite floral dress, but the front of the dress had been
ripped open, exposing her large, firm breasts, shaped like peaches, to the air,
trembling slightly with her restless movements. She was only wearing flesh-colored stockings, without underwear.
The stockings at her vulva had been torn open, revealing sparse pubic hair forming a triangle on
her mons pubis, her tender vulva glistening with moisture.
The camera was slightly adjusted, moving closer to Shiya's side, and then a man appeared in the sub-camera—it was
Li Yi, my deceased older brother! Li Yi roughly squeezed her high, peach-like breasts
… His mouth was locked on Shi Ya's tender nipple, sucking hard—no, it was more like biting than sucking. In the scene,
Li Yi had Shi Ya's nipple in his mouth, his head swaying from side to side like a wild beast tearing at its prey
's flesh, causing the tender breast to swing violently from side to side. Shi Ya turned her head to face the camera,
her eyes tightly closed, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her expression one of utter pain.
Li Yi finally had his fill of the taste of her breasts, releasing the finger-marked flesh. He lifted one of Shi Ya
's alluring thighs with one hand, and with the other, he reached into her private parts, his fingers probing and probing inside
. Shi Ya writhed violently, but with her hands bound to the cross, how could she escape
his clutches? Under Li Yi's intense teasing, copious amounts of vaginal fluid gushed out, like urinary incontinence
. Li Yi contentedly put his fingers, covered in semen, into his mouth and sucked on them, looking utterly blissful
. Next, he unzipped his pants, pulled out his erect penis, and
then, lifting one of Shi Ya's thighs with his arm, thrust his penis fully into her tender
opening. Once it was completely inside, what awaited him was a frenzied, merciless thrusting.
The exaggerated thrusting made Shiya's body sway up and down, her expression unreadable, neither
pain nor ecstasy. Li Yi maintained this penetration for about ten minutes. Amidst
Shiya's intense moans, a large amount of semen was injected into her tender vagina. When the limp penis
withdrew from Shiya's body, the video ended.
I stared at the densely packed video files; the folder was a full 30GB, containing dozens of videos of varying lengths. Even without fast-forwarding,
I couldn't finish watching them in a day or two. Yet, these were all videos of Shiya, whom I had never
dared to defile in my dreams! I watched the videos one by one, panting heavily. The content was all about Shiya being
tortured and humiliated in various ways in that dimly lit basement. Not only my older brother, but also some
men I didn't know appeared and defiled Shiya...
I felt like my whole world had shattered. I dazedly shut down the computer, rummaged through the liquor cabinet, and silently
drank a lot of strong liquor. Because I made almost no noise,
Shiya, who was sleeping upstairs, wasn't woken up, while I remained deeply drunk...
In the morning, I was shaken awake by Shiya while I was lying drunk in the kitchen. My head was throbbing, and I only glanced
at Shiya briefly before taking a shower and going back to my room to sleep soundly. At noon
, when I woke up, Shiya had already prepared lunch for me. I had gotten up a little late, and the food was getting cold, but Shiya still
ate lunch with me, showing that she had been waiting for me for a while, even though she was hungry.
Looking at Shiya, who was still as beautiful and ethereal as a fairy, I felt a mix of emotions. After lunch, I hurriedly left
home to go to work. When I returned home for dinner that evening, I, who am usually talkative and always find various
topics to chat about with Shiya, was unusually quiet tonight. Perhaps she noticed my unusual behavior, because
after dinner, Shiya suggested we go for a walk.
Shiya rarely goes out, so it was a rare occurrence for
her to suggest going for a walk. I suppressed my complicated emotions and agreed. We strolled along the winding paths of the riverside park, walking for a long time until it grew dark
. I still hadn't spoken, perhaps the atmosphere was too oppressive, until Shiya broke the silence.
"Ah Xin, what's wrong with you today? You were so drunk last night, and you look terrible today. Did
something happen at work?" Shiya asked with concern.
"No, I'm fine, everything's going smoothly at work," I replied calmly. Shiya, who was usually quiet
, was speechless after my question.
"Sister Shishi..."
"Hmm?"
"What's in our basement?" After a long silence, I finally asked.
"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Shiya smiled faintly, countering with a question. Actually,
I'd known for a long time that we had a basement, but when I asked my brother about it before, he was just mysterious
and wouldn't answer.
I suddenly stopped, and Shiya, who was also puzzled, stopped as well. I took a deep breath, finally
making up my mind, and growled hoarsely, "I found
some videos on the computer in the study, some videos about Sister Shishi. Were the videos filmed in our basement
?"
Shiya covered her lips with her slender hand, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise, and said, "You...you saw them all?"
"Yes...I saw them, although I couldn't finish watching them all in one night..." I said casually, with a hint of sarcasm in my tone
.
Shiya's delicate body trembled slightly, two streams of clear tears flowing from her beautiful eyes. She said sadly, "Then, do you... hate
me?"
It was the first time I had ever seen Shiya cry. Her tears tore at my heart. I felt utterly guilty for making her cry
. I grabbed her shoulders and said urgently, "No, it must have been my brother who forced you
... I... I... how could I hate Sister Shiya?"
Suddenly, Shiya wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me. At 184cm tall, she easily buried her head
in my chest. Her sudden action left me bewildered.
My hands, which had been supporting her shoulders, quickly loosened, unsure what to do. Shiya sobbed uncontrollably in my arms, saying, "Your brother
didn't force me. I am that kind of woman. Axin, aren't you disappointed? Since Ayi died, this
body of mine, trained by Ayi, has been unbearably thirsty every day. I wanted to seduce you
..." "But I'm afraid it will affect your career. I can't ruin you because of my dirty desires."
Shiya's words made my head buzz. After thinking about it several times, I finally understood, but I was speechless
: "Sister Shiya, I..."
Shiya raised her head, crystal tears hanging on her unadorned face, making her incredibly pitiful. Perhaps
even Lin Daiyu wouldn't have been as pitiful. She looked at me and pleaded, "Axin, tonight
... take me, okay? I know my body is dirty. I only ask for one night, and then I'll leave and never appear
in Axin's life again..."
"No! No way! I won't allow you to leave me!" I hugged Shiya tightly and growled, "Sister Shiya
, from the first moment I saw you, I liked you. But my brother was still alive then, and I
... suppressed my feelings for you until now. I don't want to suppress them anymore. Sister Shiya, I love you! Tonight I want
you, I want to make you my woman!
" Hearing my domineering declaration, Shiya trembled and asked, "Can I really do it? Don't you mind?"
I knew further words were useless at this point, so I pulled Shiya away from my embrace and lowered my head to kiss her red lips. However,
my kiss was incredibly awkward, causing Shiya to chuckle and say, "You're so clumsy
! You've never kissed a girl before, have you?"
I nodded awkwardly; my earlier boastful words had backfired at the crucial moment! Shiya wiped away
the tears remaining on her cheeks and smiled brightly, saying, "I told you to find a girlfriend, but you wouldn't listen to your sister
."
"My whole life before was just to meet Sister Shishi!" I blurted out.
My soap opera-esque words touched Shiya's heart. She leaned against me, her
voice a captivating shyness as she said, "Let's go home. Kissing, anything, is fine, Ashin
. Things you've never done with a girl before, I'll teach you slowly."
Back home, Shiya said it was still early and she'd take a shower first, then went to her room. Shiya
slept in the master bedroom, which had an ensuite bathroom. I, on the other hand, eagerly rushed into the shared bathroom
, quickly finished, and then, wearing only loose basketball shorts,
waited anxiously on the sofa.
Those ten-odd minutes felt incredibly long to me; after all, tonight I was going to lose my virginity, and I was filled with both anticipation
and nervousness. With the sound of the door opening, Shiya emerged from her room.
Shiya wore only a loose-fitting camisole nightgown, its loose style unable to conceal her round, full breasts
, trembling and swaying with each graceful step
. The low-cut V-neck perfectly accentuated the depth and mystery of her cleavage, exuding both allure
and elegance. The hemline just covered her body, revealing her shapely, long legs. Shiya's
legs were flawless, perfectly proportioned to her body; even the most discerning man couldn't find
a single imperfection.
Watching Shiya walk towards me, I almost forgot to breathe, staring at her intently until she reached me,
climbed onto the sofa, knelt on either side of me with her legs spread, and then sat on my lap. Shi
Ya gently placed her hands on my shoulders, her beautiful eyes like two clear pools of water, sparkling with an alluring and intoxicating light
. Perhaps because she had just showered, a faint blush rose on her fair cheeks
, making her baby-soft, delicate skin even more radiant.
"Sister Shi, you're so beautiful..." I exclaimed sincerely.
"Come on, let me teach you how to kiss. Kissing is a way to express love. Close your eyes and
feel the other person. Start by sucking on their lips..."
Hearing this, I closed my eyes, and suddenly my lips touched something soft. Shi Ya had already leaned in and kissed my
lips, gently sucking on my upper lip
. Her nimble tongue slid across my lips, and I imitated her, gently sucking on her soft lips. Shi Ya's lips were
so soft and sweet, giving me a feeling of happiness. After a few minutes of lip kissing,
although my technique was still lacking, I had become quite skilled. At this moment, Shiya pulled away from my lips and whispered,
"Next is a French kiss. You need to put your tongue into the other person's mouth, like this..."
Shiya's lips touched mine again, and a soft, fragrant tongue entered my mouth, stirring
my saliva, carefully entwining with my tongue
. After a while, it playfully withdrew, and my tongue quickly chased after it, entering Shiya's almond-shaped mouth. The two pairs of soft
tongues intertwined like this.
We kissed for over ten minutes, my skills improving and our kisses growing more passionate. Our intense
love gradually transformed into desire, and my hands began to roam restlessly over her body
, caressing her back and shoulders. I accidentally loosened her camisole; the lace strap
slipped down her smooth shoulders. Unaware, I continued to caress her back, pulling her nightgown
lower and lower until it finally slipped off, revealing her high, firm breasts. Our
lips parted, our tongues still lingering outside our mouths, a long, thin strand of saliva remaining.
Shiya gave me a reproachful look and said, "You little rascal, why are you in such a hurry to take off your sister's clothes
?!"
I opened my eyes and saw the pair of jade peaks so close to me, smooth and translucent under the light.
Their white, tender breasts were full and firm, with light brown nipples like jewels set in their peaks.
And below, their flat stomachs had not an ounce of fat.
"These are Sister Shishi's breasts! The first time I've seen them in person, they're so beautiful, shaped like peaches..."
I exclaimed excitedly.
"Touch them," Shiya smiled charmingly, her full breasts moving closer to me. Her full breasts
swayed gently with her movements, her sexy nipples glistening, waiting for a man's care.
My trembling hands climbed onto those high, firm breasts, gently kneading them, occasionally teasing the two cute, sexy
nipples. "Sister Shishi, your breasts are so big, I can't even hold one in one hand
! And they're so soft, like water flowing through my fingertips, and so bouncy, like jelly!"
"Do you like them?"
"Yes!" "
If you like them, kiss them, love my nipples."
I buried my head between her breasts, which were offering themselves to me, and opened my mouth to suck on a nipple the size of a grape. I
gently bit the nipple with my teeth, and I could clearly feel it harden. Then I used my tongue
to continuously tease the bud, letting it rotate back and forth on the soft breast. Then, when Shiya was feeling ticklish and tingly from my
actions, I sucked on it hard again. Soon, Shiya was panting heavily. "Hmm
???...Little rascal, how come you're so good at playing...It makes me feel so good...Hmm...Ah..."
??? "Sister Shishi, your breasts smell so sweet and fragrant, hmm...Let me have a few more bites..."
??? "Hmm...Ah Xin..." Shiya let out a soft moan, letting me play with her breasts back and forth. Her tender
nipples were already erect from the passionate licking, and her full breasts were gently
and forcefully kneaded into various shapes by a pair of large hands.
??? My lust grew higher and higher, and my erect penis restlessly pushed against my underwear, causing me
unbearable pain. I pleaded, "Sister Shishi, I can't take it anymore, it hurts so much down there, it's choking
me, you should get up for a while."
??? Hearing this, Shiya climbed off me and saw that my crotch had erected a high tent, her expression slightly surprised
. She reached out her jade-like hand and took the initiative to take off my pants. When she carefully pulled open my underwear...
Afraid of touching my penis, she pulled down my underwear, revealing my enormous phallus. Shiya gasped slightly.
The massive penis throbbed and pulsated, probably close to 20 centimeters long and
as thick as a baby's wrist. A bright red, egg-sized glans covered it, the veins
bulging like earthworms, making it look incredibly menacing.
"Yours is even more exaggerated than your brother's!" Shiya exclaimed, and I couldn't help but feel secretly smug. Shiya had me sit
on the sofa with my legs spread. My erect penis stood tall. Shiya took a cushion
, used it to support her knees, and knelt on the floor. Then, with one slender hand grasping my penis and the other supporting her hair, she
opened her mouth and took my egg-sized glans into her mouth…
"Oh!" I cried out in pleasure. My penis had never felt so good since birth. I
had seen many AVs with similar scenes, and netizens online praised the various pleasures of oral sex
. Now I finally experienced it myself. Shiya's slender hands barely grasped the scalding hot penis, gently
stroking it up and down. Her nimble, soft tongue licked every part of it, not even missing the large testicles
. Shiya's superb licking and sucking skills were far beyond what a virgin like me could handle. Before long,
my penis was pulled out.
"Oh no! Sister Shiya, I'm going to ejaculate!" I cried out. Upon hearing this, Shiya quickly took the glans into her mouth, her slender hands
continuously stroking the saliva-soaked penis. I felt my testicles contract, and my ejaculation gate
opened, releasing a large amount of semen that shot into Shiya's mouth. Shiya tightly sucked on the glans, and after the semen was released
, she carefully and slowly spat it out, sucking out the last drop of semen from the urethral opening . Not a single drop was left in her mouth. I saw Shiya's throat rise and fall several times; she had actually 　　drunk all
my semen. 　　"You little rascal, you shot so much, it took me several mouthfuls to swallow it all." Shiya smiled charmingly, 　　her beautiful face full of alluring charm, making my heart flutter. My penis, which had been softening after ejaculating, suddenly stood 　　up again. 　　"Hehe, your little brother is so energetic." Shiya's slender hand grasped my penis again, teasing me. 　　"Sister Shishi, you are so beautiful, so lewd." 　　Shiya brought her face close to mine, her expressive eyes seeming to steal my soul. Her slender hand gently stroked 　　my still-erect penis as she breathed softly, "Do you prefer the dignified and quiet 　　Sister Shishi, or the lewd and seductive Sister Shishi?" 　　"I like both!" 　　"Such a sweet mouth, do you want to do more pleasurable and sensual things?" 　　"Yes!" " 　　Then hurry up and carry your sister to her room..." 　　I laughed as I stripped off Shiya's crumpled nightgown, then picked her up and carried her into her 　　room. I gently placed her on the large bed, my hand reaching for Shiya's last piece of clothing 　　. At this moment, Shiya was almost completely naked. Her fair skin shone brightly under the light, seemingly glowing 　　. Her high, firm breasts rose and fell slightly with her excited breathing. 　　Her flat, flawless abdomen was adorned with a cute, round navel. Below that was a thin, almost transparent 　　V-shaped piece of fabric barely covering her private parts. Two ribbons extended from the fabric to her slender waist, tied in bows 　　, making her private parts appear suspended, exuding a sexy and alluring charm. Shiya's 　　refined yet seductive气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament) was something most beauties lacked. Coupled with her expressive 　　, large eyes, she possessed a captivating blend of vulnerability and allure—no man could resist her! 　　With a gentle tug on the bow beside her slender waist, her panties came off. I parted Shiya's legs, 　　recalling scenes from adult videos, and buried my head between her thighs, licking her. "Ah... 　　Ah... No, not there, it's too dirty... Ah... Don't bite my clitoris... Ah ha... So good..." 　　Shiya's pubic hair was sparse, with only a few loose hairs on her vulva forming an inverted triangle. Her vulva 　　protruded slightly like a steamed bun, with a slit of flesh gently wriggling within. 　　Her labia were somewhat dark, indicating that this woman was like a ripe apple, ready to be picked. I would sometimes gently bite her clitoris, and sometimes stick my tongue into her labia 　　and stir it around. Actually, I was looking for the entrance to her vulva 　　. As a virgin, it would be embarrassing if I couldn't find the hole when I inserted myself. Soon, Shiya was trembling with pleasure from my licking, and a large amount of vaginal fluid 　　flowed from her tender vulva, making a "sizzling" sound as my tongue stirred it. 　　"Ah Xin..." "Sister, I've been holding back for so long, I'm so lonely and empty. Please satisfy me with your big cock, 　　okay?" Shiya spread her legs into an M shape, her eyes darting around, 　　pleading with me. 　　My cock was already throbbing. I knelt in front of Shiya, my cock aimed at her wet, honeyed hole. The large glans 　　slid back and forth on her tender opening. As Shiya waited expectantly, the glans found the entrance and slowly 　　... slipped inside. 　　I felt the large glans touch that layer of hot, slippery, sticky, and greasy soft flesh. I 　　thrust my hips forward, and the large glans, like a powerful punch, forcefully parted her labia, relentlessly 　　... piercing through the hot, throbbing vaginal walls, directly into the bottom of Shiya's honeyed hole, slamming hard against her clitoris. 　　I felt my glans encounter resistance. I concentrated all my strength in my waist and thrust again, the glans penetrating once more 　　. However, judging from the part that wasn't yet inside, it didn't seem to advance at all 　　. 　　"Ouch, you little devil, slow down. Yours is too long, it's already all the way in, hitting the cervix. 　　Move slowly first. A girl's vagina widens and deepens when stimulated, then 　　you can go all the way in." 　　"I see." I slowly pulled out my penis, only inserting it again when the glans was still inside. 　　The lower edge of the glans and the rough veins rubbed against the folds of the vaginal wall. 　　Shiya clearly felt a hot, thick penis thrusting into her lower body, the egg-sized glans hitting her core.

Her tender hole was slowly filled, stretching her vaginal cavity to its limit. After a long while,
Shiya, moistened by my penis, was incredibly excited, panting softly. Each thrust hit her cervix, but gradually,
with the increase in her vaginal fluid, the insertion became smoother, finally penetrating completely.
The impact of our bodies produced an exciting "slap slap" sound.
"Mmm... Ah Xin... so big... so powerful..." Shiya cried out wantonly. Her
voice was already soft and sweet, like a fairy under the moon, and now, her moans were even more intoxicating,
making me even more excited. My penis, which had already ejaculated once, now truly regained its vigor.
"Ahhh! Wait... how... it's gotten bigger again... mmm... so powerful... harder...
ahhh!" Shiya's originally fair, almost translucent skin was now covered in an alluring blush
. I let out a long breath of comfort, feeling my penis being enveloped layer by layer by warm, moist flesh,
constantly contracting and squeezing. I looked down at our joined bodies, my
thick, hard penis parting her slightly dark labia and penetrating her belly. Her once narrow opening was now
stretched into a round hole by my penis. The huge penis moved in and out of her plump labia
, the rhythmic slapping of flesh and the squeezing out of her vaginal fluid making a "slap slap"
sound.
Shiya could clearly feel my penis slowly swelling, stretching her vagina as if it were about to burst. Her
jade legs clamped around my waist, her full breasts swaying with each thrust, making
me unable to resist reaching out to grasp them.
"Ah...uh...is this really the first time...ah ha...so amazing...I'm going to die...I'm going to
ascend to heaven...ah ah ah ah!!" Shiya's wanton moans were so loud I was worried everyone outside
could hear them. Shiya's convulsing body kept squeezing my penis, as if it were being sucked in
. I finally couldn't hold back anymore. A feeling of pleasure, exhilaration
, stimulation, and so on—a feeling that made my heart race—that I had never experienced before surged through me. I felt my testicles contract violently a few times.
After a few seconds of preparation, my penis, throbbing
inside her tender hole, released its ejaculation. A large amount of semen shot powerfully into the depths of Shiya's honey hole, slamming hard against her clitoris.
When my penis, now soft, withdrew, her honey hole seemed unable to hold so much semen. The milky white semen
flowed out, running over her cute little anus, trickling down onto the sheets, slowly
forming a small puddle. I'd heard that most women had never experienced an orgasm. Looking
at Shiya lying on the bed, her eyes glazed and unable to move, and knowing that my first time had made the experienced
Shiya feel so incredibly good, a surge of triumphant confidence welled up within me.
After our passionate encounter, I was also a little tired. Ignoring my sweat, I turned off the light, returned to bed, and
held the fragrant, sweaty Shiya in my arms before falling into a deep sleep. Before drifting off, I gently
stroked her cheek and whispered, "I love you..."
I didn't see the two lines of happy tears falling onto my chest in the darkness...
Since that night, I no longer needed to suppress my feelings for Shiya. I expressed
my love for her without reservation at all times. Shiya remained as gentle and graceful as ever, elegant and noble
. The nourishment of love and sex had made her complexion even better than before, and the smile that always graced her face made
all the beauty in the world seem merely a backdrop. Months later, on Shiya's birthday, I meticulously
planned a romantic proposal. In front of everyone, I took out the engagement ring I had prepared and
knelt down on one knee, announcing my proposal to the world. Shiya
nodded, tears welling in her eyes, and I personally slipped the ring onto her finger. We quickly registered our marriage.
However, Shiya didn't agree to hold a wedding immediately. Her reason was that I was in the prime of my career, still
young, tall, handsome, and full of energy. Concealing my marital history would be beneficial for my professional relationships.
Besides, Shiya had remarried her brother-in-law less than six months after her ex-husband's death, which, even without considering her reputation, would have
a negative impact on me. After much thought, I could only agree to her suggestion to wait until we planned to have children before
holding the wedding. Anyway, I felt incredibly lucky to have married Shiya and didn't ask for anything more.
After we got married, Shiya used a sum of money left by my brother to help me take over more shops. I also
partnered with a supercar club, and the business grew bigger and bigger. However, I knew I was still
young and always cautious when dealing with seasoned people, never offending anyone and always
greeting everyone with a smile. Unconsciously, I accumulated a lot of negative emotions. Coupled with my
limited education, maintaining composure at all times was exhausting. So, as the business grew, the pressure
naturally increased.
I used Shiya's submissiveness and gentleness to help me overcome many setbacks in my career. But as the pressure
increased, my temper and libido rose proportionally. Although we were affectionate with
each other during the day, I became increasingly wild in bed. One night, I
ejaculated once in Shiya's vagina and once in her anus. But thinking of the arrogant female client I'd encountered during the day
—that beautiful, haughty face—I pinned Shiya down again, imagining her as that client, and brutally
violated her, making her beg for mercy repeatedly. Only after the third ejaculation, feeling
a slight pain in my vas deferens, did I withdraw my penis from her slightly swollen vagina.
"Good husband, why were you so amazing tonight? You already took me yesterday, and you're still so vigorous tonight,"
Shiya said, still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, her breath slightly ragged as she nestled against me
.
"I'm sorry, baby, I was too rough just now. It's my fault. Give me a kiss." I hugged Shiya, showering
her with affection.
"Hmm." No need to apologize. Remember what I asked you before? The dignified and virtuous Shiya, or the wanton and promiscuous
Shiya, which one do you prefer?
"I like them both!"
"Your answer is exactly the same as when we got married, so Shiya's answer won't change either. The dignified and virtuous Shiya
is Ah-xin's wife, the wanton and licentious Shiya is Ah-xin's slave. To ensure her husband
has a good mood for work tomorrow, Shiya's body is for her husband to use as he pleases, but husband must ensure he gets enough sleep
and takes care of his health."
"My dear wife, you are the most important to me, I love you..."
"I love you too..."
"Wife, I'm hard again...hehe, but never mind, I'll save it for tomorrow." "
I'm sorry, honey, I'll definitely try my best to help you relieve your stress tomorrow."
"Um... honey, our basement... I think those things are pretty exciting, maybe they can
help release my stress. How about you teach me how to play?... But
don't force me if you don't want to."
I regretted making this request, but to my surprise, Shiya agreed without hesitation:
"Okay, tonight Shiya is your slave, it's normal for you to play like that
."
The next day, after finally finishing all my work, I rushed home. When I entered the house and saw
Shiya waiting to greet me, I was stunned. Shiya was wearing a white, semi-sheer lace top
, held together by only one button at the chest. Her full breasts seemed
ready to burst through the button at any moment, defiantly contained by the fabric. Two prominent nipples adorned the fabric, their
alluring light brown color faintly visible. She wore no underwear, only flesh-colored stockings covering her
mysterious triangle shape, blurring my vision and making me want to explore further.
"My dear wife, you look so sexy today." I stepped forward and embraced Shiya, her full breasts falling into my
hands for me to play with.
"I missed you, didn't I?" Dinner is ready. Do you want to shower first, or eat first, or...
eat me first? "Shiya straightened her body, making it easier for me to knead her breasts through her lace lingerie
, and nestled in my arms, whining sweetly.
"Naturally, we'll shower first, then eat. As for you... hehe, I always save the best for last
. Tonight, I'm going to devour you little by little in that basement." "
After dinner, I couldn't wait to push Shiya to the basement.
Opening the heavy iron door, I went inside and was surprised to find the environment quite nice; Shiya must clean this
place regularly. Soft light illuminated the entire basement, and the exhaust fan was constantly running, preventing the air
from becoming stuffy. The most ingenious thing about this basement was the various torture instruments displayed inside.
The largest item was a cross firmly fixed to the floor, with handcuffs on either side to
secure the wrists. There was also a large bed with a metal bar-like railing at the headboard, which could be used to cuff
Shiya's hands, and a chair specifically for binding. There were also all sorts of ropes
, whips, handcuffs, and other smaller props, a dazzling array that made my heart burn with desire; I couldn't wait
to try them all out.
"Wow, amazing! It's all thanks to my brother's ingenious idea to set up such a cell, complete with a carpet.
Perhaps it's for rolling around on the floor?" "I
excitedly fiddled with the props hanging on the wall .
At this moment, Shiya unbuttoned her blouse, and her light clothes fell to the ground, revealing her large, peach-like breasts.
She knelt down and crawled towards me like a female dog. When she came to me, her big, watery
eyes looked at me and she said ingratiatingly, "This carpet is for me to crawl on. I wonder if Master likes me
like this now?"
Seeing Shiya's servile appearance, I felt no disgust but even more excited. I took a
collar from the wall and put it around Shiya's neck. A long iron chain was attached to the collar, which I held in my hand
. I commanded, "Come, take a walk after dinner. Walk around here a couple of times." "
???" Upon receiving the order, Shiya began to crawl. I followed behind her, holding the iron chain, watching her smooth, delicate
buttocks sway with each crawl. I stepped forward and tore open Shiya's pantyhose
at the crotch, creating a large hole that exposed her vulva and anus. Seeing me tear her pantyhose, Shiya, unsure of
my next move, stopped and waited. But what she received was a
whip lash across her buttocks. "Why did you stop? Move!" I commanded, then another "smack"
echoed as the whip lashed Shiya's buttocks, tearing two rips in her pantyhose and
leaving faint bloodstains on her fair skin.
"Ah...yes, Master," Shiya cried excitedly, her buttocks swaying even more as she crawled.
"Hahahaha!" "Truly exceptional! My brother has treated me so well. He gave me a career and a
perfectly trained woman—a wife who can also be my sex slave, a bitch
! Truly exceptional!" I laughed triumphantly, feeling incredibly triumphant.
"Master is satisfied, this servant is so happy," Shiya said shyly, sticking out her buttocks.
"Of course I'm satisfied! Everyone says virgins are so precious, but in my opinion, a trained
woman like you is the real treasure," I said, kicking Shiya's bouncy thigh.
"Master was a virgin before. If he had married a virgin, with your huge penis, the lack of experience
would have only caused his wife immense pain and fear of sex, ultimately leading to a bitter breakup.
Although my body has been used countless times by different men, I believe it's all fate's arrangement. My previous master's training was only to prepare me to better serve my current master. 　　Only I can withstand your
exaggeratedly large penis."
"Shiya, with boundless allure, rubbed her head against my leg like a dog, trying to please
me.
??? "Hehe, current master? Perhaps you'll have a next master in the future?" I squatted down and pinched Shiya's breasts,
speaking viciously.
"Oh, as long as Master doesn't mind me, I will serve you for life. Master is three years younger than me.
Although it's said that marrying a woman three years older is like finding a gold brick, if I grow old and lose my looks, I will definitely
find you beautiful women and train them for your pleasure."
Shiya's lewd words ignited my lust. I led her to the large bed. I sat on the bed, and
Shiya sat on the floor with her legs spread in a W shape. I stroked Shiya's chin,
like teasing a pet dog. I took out my penis and said to Shiya, "You little bitch, you're so good. You know how
to consider your master. Master will reward you with a hot sausage."
Shiya happily pounced on me, sucking and licking my penis, occasionally
looking at me pitifully with her big, watery eyes. Under the service of Shiya's fragrant tongue, my penis quickly became erect
. However, I'm not the virgin I used to be, easily aroused by Shiya. Since marrying her, I've been
insatiable, and my erection has become incredibly strong. Shiya spat out her honey-like saliva, pouring it over my penis
, then cupped her ample breasts to clamp it, using all her skills to serve my little brother.
"Master, is it comfortable?" Shiya asked sweetly. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the beauty's service,
nodding comfortably. Shiya continued, "My little mouth also wants to eat Master's penis. Master , please
grant me
this favor for my service." "Hehe, of course, but, well, I've seen all your super lewd videos.
I'm interested in many things in them, and I need to try them all once," I laughed
. Shiya's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. Indeed, I believe that any woman, having her
past promiscuous acts witnessed by her current husband, would feel a
strange and indescribable unease, especially someone like Shiya, who was once seen as an ethereal fairy in her husband's eyes,
but is now nothing more than a bitch clinging to his crotch.
I didn't care about Shiya's feelings. I casually chained the iron chain to the iron pipe at the head of the bed, and
took a roll of hemp rope from the tool cabinet. This rope seemed to have been treated or specially made
; it felt very soft and flawless, and wouldn't hurt much when tied around my body. I lifted Shiya onto the bed, then
tied her hands behind her back, folded her thighs and calves together, so that Shiya could only kneel
on the bed and couldn't move. Excitedly, I pressed Shiya down on the bed. She curled up into a
ball. I touched her private parts and found they were already overflowing with vaginal fluid. I laughed, "So
... my little bitch was already wet."
Unable to move her legs, Shiya could only lower her hips, raising her buttocks higher, and said sweetly,
"My cunt has been yearning for Master for so long. Please, Master's big cock, punish my cunt severely
... Ah! It's in... Master's cock... so big..."
My cock plunged into Shiya's tender cunt. No matter how many times I thrust, it remained tight. However, this
was because I had never tasted another woman. For most men, Shiya's cunt
was already quite loose; at most, they could feel the walls of flesh enveloping them, but they certainly wouldn't experience that squeezing
sensation. However, for my big cock, Shiya's cunt was perfect. Perhaps because it
was my first time playing bondage, I was particularly excited, thrusting very violently and without stopping.
"Ah...so intense right from the start...good husband...good master...this servant...ah ah..."
Shiya gasped repeatedly, her limbs aroused, completely at my mercy. This unsettling
stimulation made Shiya even more excited than usual, and her body quickly became aroused.
"Uh ah...so tight...my glans is being sucked in...I'll fuck you to death! Hmm..." I held Shiya's waist and
thrust hard, the trembling sounds of flesh colliding echoing in the cell. We didn't change
positions, just continued to fuck her hard.
"Ah ah!!...so powerful...my body is going to be pierced...master, please spare me...this servant can't take it anymore
..." Shiya cried out ecstatically, still using those suggestive terms
. Her soul-stirring pleas for mercy further aroused my lust. I pressed Shiya's fragrant shoulders down, unable to support her body with her hands, Shiya
was firmly pressed onto the bed by me, silently enduring my fierce attack.
"Ah... um... I'm coming... I'm coming!!!" I was all too familiar with Shiya's spasms; this
was her orgasm. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, splashing onto my lower abdomen and soaking my
pubic hair. I felt I was also at my climax. I grabbed Shiya's legs, pulled her curled-up
body closer, and pressed her back against me. I thrust one last time,
and with a low growl, my hot semen poured into Shiya's tender vagina. When my limp but still large penis
withdrew from Shiya's vagina, the thick semen that followed flowed out and dripped onto my penis.
Shiya, whom I was holding, was curled up in a position that looked like she was squatting to urinate
, except that what was being expelled from her vagina was a man's semen.
"Ah...uh...Master is so amazing. You took me three times yesterday, and you can still ejaculate so much today. I
feel like my body is full of Master's semen. I'm sorry, Master, my cunt
has been loosened by others and can't hold Master's precious semen anymore." Shiya lay on her side on the bed, enjoying
the afterglow of her orgasm, uttering these lewd words. She knew that occasionally and unintentionally mentioning her lewd past
would further arouse my lust and pity for her.
I slumped onto the bed, head tilted back, slightly panting, and said to her, "Since that's the case, don't waste your time, clean
it up."
Upon hearing this, Shiya struggled to sit up. Her arms were bound behind her back and unusable, so she could only
support herself with her head and shoulders. She finally managed to sit up, but
her bound legs forced her to kneel and slowly move to the puddle of semen on the sheet. She bent down and
licked it clean, then sucked the penis I offered into her mouth, cleaning off
the semen stuck to it.
Shiya, bound and struggling, performed various movements, her pitiful expression filled with grievance. Soon,
under the teasing of her tongue, he became erect again. "Master is so amazing, you're so
energetic so quickly."
I stroked her smooth, delicate cheeks, pinching her bouncy pink flesh, then lifted her
chin and asked, "Did you have an enema at home today?"
"Yes, I cleaned myself before Master came back," Shiya nodded obediently, "and I've already applied
lubricant, just waiting for Master's favor."
Hearing this, I eagerly ran behind Shiya, pressing her body onto the bed again. My large glans
slowly pierced her anus. Unlike the previous vaginal opening, this one lacked labia
. The point of contact after the penis entered was just a tight slit, without any frills. The same
position, the same powerful thrusting, the same soul-stirring moans.
"Ah...ah...it feels like my glans is inside my stomach...so deep...so comfortable...ah...
Master is getting bigger inside again...I can't take it anymore...my asshole is feeling it......
"
"Oh! I'm going to cum again!" After fucking for more than ten minutes, my ejaculation gate opened again, and I picked up Shiya again and made my penis
thrust wildly from bottom to top, fucking Shiya until her eyes rolled back and she screamed repeatedly
. Finally, my penis twitched a few times and sprayed semen violently into her intestines. When my limp penis
crawled out of Shiya's anus like a giant worm, the anus that could not be closed showed a dark hole.
Judging from the size of the hole, it was easy to put a ping-pong ball in it. Milky white semen flowed out of the shameful anus.
Shiya even let out a soft fart with a "poof", and the semen was blown into the anus as a bubble
, which was extremely lewd.
After the passion subsided, I untied Shiya's ropes, carried her out of the cell, and returned to the room. I held her
gently in my arms, and Shiya changed her address from "master" back to "husband,
" nestled in my arms, whispering sweet nothings. I caressed her delicate breasts, whispering love words in her ear, and we
spent a wonderful night together.
From that day on, except for the occasional time when Shiya, naked in an apron, busied herself in the kitchen, her pink, pert buttocks arousing my lust
and compelling me to violate her, we no longer made love in the room
. Our sex life moved to the cell. We tried various methods of binding her; for example, Shiya's wrists
and ankles were tied to the four corners of the bed, her limbs spread out in a starfish shape, while
I pressed down on her and thrust into her.
Or, I could tie Shiya's ankles and wrists together, make her lie on the bed with her head hanging off the edge,
limbs raised high, her head tilted back, her beautiful hair cascading to the floor. My huge penis
would pound into her straightened throat, the massive shaft slapping against her face.
A large, foreign object would be clearly visible protruding from her slender neck, while my tongue licked her
raised feet, sucking on her delicate toes. Soon, I would ejaculate into her throat
.
Another way, I could tie Shiya's calves and forearms together, raising her buttocks high, forcing her
to support her weight with her neck and shoulders. Her legs, bound to her arms, would be pressed against her stomach, her body upside down
, buttocks facing upwards and head downwards. Then I would ride on top and penetrate her tender hole. When Shiya climaxed
, a large amount of vaginal fluid would spray onto her face.
One night, the cell echoed with ecstatic moans. Shiya's hands were bound to a cross, and she
wore a lace-trimmed nightgown, its neckline open to reveal her tender breasts. Below
, she wore my favorite sheer stockings; today, Shiya's stockings were black, with several
tears on the thighs adding to their wantonness. I lifted Shiya's buttocks with one hand and cupped one of her jade-like legs with the other,
making penetration easier. My penis thrust forcefully upwards, one of her fragrant feet swinging in the air, wearing
a beautiful and sexy high heel, while the other foot also left the ground. Her entire
weight was supported by my two hands.
With each thrust, Shiya was thrown a distance by my waist and hands, then as her body
fell, my penis plunged in heavily again, the glans reaching deep into her vagina, then suddenly withdrawing.
As the huge glans retreated to the vaginal opening, the soft flesh of the vaginal margins and the labia minora were turned inside out, then
sank back in with each deep thrust of my large penis.
Shiya's body was being tormented by my thrusting, her delicate frame contorting like a dance,
her eyes slightly closed, her eyebrows relaxed, displaying a seductive enjoyment.

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