My cousin's wife took sleeping pills

Zhang Ling lay in the bedroom, uncovered. Huang Xiaojun sat on the edge of the bed, a pair of long legs clad in dark brown stockings and black high heels right beside her, within reach.
Zhang Ling swallowed a fake sleeping pill that had been switched. Then, a few minutes later, she pretended the pill was taking effect, waiting for Huang Xiaojun's next move.
Huang Xiaojun watched his cousin-in-law pretending to be asleep after taking the sleeping pill, secretly amused.
However, Huang
Xiaojun didn't immediately take advantage of Zhang Ling; instead, he locked the front door from the inside, so that even if his cousin returned early, he wouldn't immediately discover their affair. Zhang Ling waited in agonizing anticipation as Huang Xiaojun returned, carrying a black backpack.
Zhang Ling dared not open her eyes, only listening. She heard the clanging of chains.
Zhang Ling suddenly had a bad feeling, yet also a vague excitement. She guessed what it was.
Although she wasn't a promiscuous woman before, she had been to sex shops and even browsed some after her husband became impotent.
SM! Zhang Ling was a little scared. She didn't understand what was so good about SM. She looked up SM online and found that many people liked it. Especially women, who enjoyed being sexually abused, having no dignity, no personality, being called a bitch or sex slave.
She thought about those things, she wanted to end this immoral but exciting thing. But her body didn't want to move. Deep down, it seemed like a voice from her soul was telling her not to move. Everything would be alright. "Bitch" wasn't a bad name, but a source of pleasure for women. If she didn't try it once, she would only be able to have a relationship with a man who was impotent or had premature ejaculation for the rest of her life.
"Clang—clang—clang—clang—" The sound of chains locking and unlocking echoed one after another.
Zhang Ling's limbs were chained to the four corners of the bed, and a gag was stuffed into her mouth.
A collar was tied around her neck, with a bone-shaped tag hanging on the front that read "Swallowing Semen Bitch."
"Buzz—buzz—" A familiar sound rang out.
"A vibrator?" Zhang Ling felt terrified, not for anything else, but for the fear that she would scream.
Huang Xiaojun, disregarding everything, applied lubricant to the vibrator and then slowly rubbed and stimulated Zhang Ling's vagina until the entire vibrator was inserted.
"Click—click—click—" Finally, Huang Xiaojun put a blindfold on Zhang Ling, then stood on the bed, looking down at her and taking several photos of her with his phone.
"Taking pictures?" Zhang Ling panicked completely. She felt that Huang Xiaojun had something on her.
But just as she was about to scream and expose her own deception, a soft, strong, warm, and moist tongue entered her vagina.
The instant tingling sensation left Zhang Ling disoriented. Then, a pair of small hands caressed her thighs.
Her desire was aroused, and lust overwhelmed her previous fear and hesitation. At this moment, she only wanted to enjoy the pleasure.
"Sister-in-law, I love you, I want to fuck you. I was captivated by you the first time I saw you. You know what?
You're the one I masturbate with." Huang Xiaojun lay on top of Zhang Ling again, only their heads were aligned.
"What?" Zhang Ling couldn't believe her ears.
"Sister-in-law, the first time my cousin brought you to my house, my big cock got aroused. You don't know how much I suffered after you got married. But I love you, and I don't want to ruin your life. My cousin is also very good to me and takes good care of me. I can't let him down." Zhang Ling gradually calmed down, listening to Huang Xiaojun's confession.
"Sister-in-law, although there's a big age gap between us, I just like mature women like you. You're so wet, it feels good to fuck you. My cousin... my cousin... my cousin... useless, wasting a body like yours." From the beginning of his confession, Huang Xiaojun's tone always sounded like two different people.
This confused Zhang Ling. One moment he was affectionate, the next he was acting like a scoundrel.
"Sister-in-law, I originally planned not to see you anymore. I tried to avoid places where we might run into each other. Like during the New Year, when you came to pay your respects, I would always make excuses to run away and hide." "But, I never expected fate to bring me here again. Of course, I also have to thank my semi-disabled body.
Apart from having this big cock, I wouldn't dare to say I love you. Unfortunately, my cousin is too good to me. When I couldn't find a job, he was willing to take me in and open a supermarket for me to work at. Although... this supermarket was opened for you, you slut. But I'm still very grateful to my cousin, so... I've decided to fuck you with my big cock and fuck you until you're satisfied.
What my cousin can't do, I'll do for him." Huang Xiaojun's voice sounded somewhat manic.
"Sister-in-law, if you hadn't walked into this trap, I wouldn't have had this opportunity to tell you how much I love you. I know my body is no different from being disabled. But I love you, I truly love you. No less than my cousin, more than him." Zhang Ling really felt like she had walked into a trap herself. Although she had woven this trap herself. But at least he didn't know about the things she had taken the initiative to do, which put Zhang Ling at ease.
"Sister-in-law, do you know? You're leaking so much juice, it's gushing out—sister-in-law, let me lick it for you—to make you leak even more." Huang Xiaojun stepped back, licking Zhang Ling's clitoris again with his tongue.
Zhang Ling suppressed the urge to moan, letting Huang Xiaojun violate her.
"Sister-in-law, your big tits must not have been served as well as my cousin's. You know, sister-in-law, I learned a lot of techniques online. I'll make you feel amazing. Definitely better than my useless cousin, you'll definitely fall in love with me and my big cock—" Huang Xiaojun's mind was increasingly agitated by the incantation.
Listening to Huang Xiaojun's filthy words, Zhang Ling gradually went from repulsion to enjoyment. It seemed that the more he cursed her, the more excited she became.
Huang Xiaojun lifted the purple camisole nightgown and took off the bra. Her fair breasts and rosy nipples were presented to Huang Xiaojun.
Zhang Ling guessed that her face should be flushed. Because she felt that her face was very hot.
Before Zhang Ling could think much, a pair of hands began kneading her breasts.
Zhang Ling really wanted to scream. Her vagina was being stimulated by the vibrator, and her breasts were being kneaded by Huang Xiaojun. Her mouth was gagged and unable to close, causing saliva to flow.
She felt that she must look like the women in those SM pictures online, extremely lewd and vulgar.
"Sister-in-law, you must have been horny for a long time, otherwise why would your body react so strongly after taking sleeping pills?
You must want a big cock inside you. But your cousin can't, but it's okay, I'm here to help." Huang Xiaojun looked at Zhang Ling with a lewd grin, knowing that she must think he thought she had taken sleeping pills.
"Oh no, it's hard to control myself from screaming." Hearing Huang Xiaojun's words, Zhang Ling knew that Huang Xiaojun was going to fuck her with his big cock. She felt uneasy and expectant at the same time. She felt both danger and excitement.
"Hiss... Oh... Oh... Oh... Hiss... Ah... Sister-in-law... Hiss... Sister-in-law... Your cunt... Oh... Oh... So tight... Ah... Hiss... Oh..." Huang Xiaojun had been violated by Zhang Ling before, so he wasn't new to knowing how tight her cunt was. He was just moaning like that to confuse her.
"So... So comfortable... Big cock... So good..." Zhang Ling thought to herself.
"Sister-in-law, is it comfortable... Ah ah... Is it good... Oh... Ah... Hiss... Oh oh... Fuck... So good... Sister-in-law... Ah ah... Clit... Ah... So tight... Ah..." Huang Xiaojun's movements became faster and more intense.
Zhang Ling felt like she was about to lose control, but she also felt that her orgasm was just around the corner.
"Oh...oh...sister-in-law...fuck you to death...ah...Xiaojun loves you...ah...Xiaojun's big cock...ah...big cock fucks you...are you happy...oh...coming...oh...sister-in-law...oh...sister-in-law...ah...oh...sister-in-law, fuck—fuck—" Huang Xiaojun was about to ejaculate, but unexpectedly, Zhang Ling orgasmed first.
"Sister-in-law, I made your cunt squirt with pleasure. But mine hasn't reached its full pleasure yet, what should I do?" Huang Xiaojun pulled out his big cock and slapped it on Zhang Ling's labia, splashing her juices everywhere.
"How about this, you use your big tits to masturbate me, and I'll shoot into your mouth, okay?" Huang Xiaojun muttered to himself as he sat on Zhang Ling's stomach, then grabbed her breasts with both hands. He then inserted his big cock into the middle, and squeezed her breasts hard with both hands.
"Oh—ah—oh—so good—sister-in-law…ah ah…have you ever seen breast sex? This is…ah ah ah…this is breast sex…oh oh…so good…" Huang Xiaojun's buttocks swayed against Zhang Ling's large breasts.
A dozen minutes later, Huang Xiaojun smeared a thick stream of semen onto the gag bead. Then Huang Xiaojun untied the gag bead and scraped the semen little by little into Zhang Ling's mouth.
Zhang Ling breathed a deep sigh of relief, thankfully she hadn't given anything away. The delicious semen in her mouth made Zhang Ling even happier.
"Click…click…" Huang Xiaojun took a few more pictures. But these pictures were much more lewd and obscene than the previous ones. Just the semen in her mouth was enough to excite anyone.
Both of them were satisfied. One fell asleep peacefully and comfortably, and the other, satisfied after cleaning both of their bodies, also fell asleep.
After cleaning up the props on Zhang Ling, Huang Xiaojun returned to the room to rest.
Zhang Ling, weak but satisfied, fell asleep, sleeping the best she had ever slept. It wasn't because of fatigue, but because of happiness.
In the afternoon, the two woke up one after the other. Zhang Ling got up first and went to buy groceries. When she returned, she saw Huang Xiaojun walking into the living room.
"Xiaojun, you're awake? Your sister-in-law is making you some food, it'll be ready soon. Watch some TV first." Zhang Ling's tone was gentle, not like an elder speaking to a younger person, but like lovers.
"Oh, okay, okay." Huang Xiaojun was also surprised by Zhang Ling's sudden change in tone.
Although his cousin-in-law had always been gentle, this was the first time he'd heard such a suggestive tone.
This was an outward manifestation of Zhang Ling's inner changes, and also a sign of her physical transformation.
Seeing Huang Xiaojun now made Zhang Ling feel a flutter in her heart, shyness, and excitement, like the feeling of first love.
Zhang Ling also bought a can of pork kidney soup to nourish her body. As Huang Xiaojun drank, he thought to himself, "Hmph, this slut knows I gave her so much semen, so she knows to nourish me." But aloud he said, "Sister-in-law, you're so good to me. This soup is delicious, thank you!" "Don't mention it, you don't need to be polite here. Tell me what you want to eat or drink in the future, and I'll make it for you or buy it for you." Actually, what Zhang Ling really wanted was to have sex with Huang Xiaojun.
"Sister-in-law, I want to go out for a walk after dinner, and I'll be back for dinner." Huang Xiaojun said to Zhang Ling with a smile.
Compared to Zhang Ling's nervousness and shy awkwardness, Huang Xiaojun was much more natural, not taking what happened a few hours ago seriously at all.
"Ah? Going out? It's good to get some fresh air. Go ahead, I'll make dinner and wait for you to come back. Be careful on the road." These were the words Zhang Ling often said to her husband, Wang De.
After Huang Xiaojun left, Zhang Ling began to sweetly clean the dishes, and then waited until dinner time to start preparing dinner.
Zhang Ling was unaware of her own unusual emotions; everything seemed perfectly natural.
Huang Xiaojun went out for a walk because he was struggling to weave a new dream. He genuinely needed some fresh air and relaxation.
Huang Xiaojun strolled in a free park near his home. It wasn't crowded, mostly with young couples in love. However, there were also many elderly beggars, as most young men would try to appear kind to their girlfriends.
As Huang Xiaojun walked, he noticed three elderly beggars who weren't just ordinary beggars, but a group of thieves.
The three worked together seamlessly, using their beggar identities to lower the couples' guard and then creating opportunities to steal.
Huang Xiaojun initially intended to warn the couples, but stopped halfway through.
"Why should I warn them? What's it to you? If you warn them, those scoundrels will laugh at your short stature before going to a hotel to have sex," a voice inside Huang Xiaojun muttered in a low voice.
"Maybe... when those couples are making love, the men will use your body as a joke to amuse their partners. And you can only stroll in the park with these beggars." Huang Xiaojun's face grew increasingly gloomy.
"Even your beloved cousin-in-law, you got her through improper means. Without those means, in her eyes, you're just a cripple! So... don't remind her, don't..." The thoughts in his mind continued to gnaw at Huang Xiaojun's normal reason and humanity.
"Stop talking, stop... stop talking..." Huang Xiaojun suddenly clutched his head and screamed, seemingly unable to bear the evil thoughts in his heart.
The people around him looked at Huang Xiaojun, who had suddenly squatted down, with surprise. Some laughed, some worried, some seemed to empathize, and some harbored ill intentions.
Those with ill intentions were naturally the three old beggars not far away.
"That little bastard seems to have gone mad. Hey, wait a minute, let's go touch him!" one of the bald old beggars said sinisterly.
"What's the rush? That kid must have run into something he can't handle. But judging by his height, he looks like a primary school student. How much money could he possibly have?" Another long-haired beggar, his voice hoarse, said.
"Heh heh, I'll give it a try no matter how much it costs. Fewer people have been coming here lately. I'm even considering going somewhere else," the last beggar, a short-haired old man with bright eyes, said calmly.
"Then I'll give it a try," the bald beggar said as he walked towards Huang Xiaojun.
"Little... friend, what's wrong?" The bald beggar walked up to Huang Xiaojun, patted him on the shoulder, and was about to call him "little friend" when he hesitated, immediately changing his mind and swallowing the "little" back.
"This 'little friend' is a young man," the bald beggar thought to himself as he saw Huang Xiaojun's face.
Huang Xiaojun was patted on the shoulder and instinctively looked up, only to find it was one of the three old beggars.
"I'm fine, thank you," Huang Xiaojun said, feeling much more composed after venting his anger.
*Ring ring—ring ring—* Just then, Huang Xiaojun's phone rang.
"Hello, sister-in-law." It was Zhang Ling calling.
"Xiaojun, come back quickly, it's almost ready, you can eat when you get back." Zhang Ling's gentle voice came through the phone to Huang Xiaojun's ears.
"Oh, okay. I'll be back now." After struggling just now, Huang Xiaojun was exhausted, and had no mood for a walk or thinking about playing with his sister-in-law.
Huang Xiaojun and Zhang Ling sat facing each other at the dining table, eating.
Zhang Ling, like a doting woman, would occasionally put food on Huang Xiaojun's plate, who was often lost in thought.
"What's wrong, Xiaojun? Why are you always spacing out? Is the food I made not to your liking?" Zhang Ling asked somewhat nervously.
"Oh, no, I was thinking about something." Huang Xiaojun's aimless thoughts were interrupted by Zhang Ling's words, and he responded indifferently.
"Sister-in-law, I'm full. I'm going back to my room to rest." Huang Xiaojun appeared very tired.
Zhang Ling watched Huang Xiaojun's retreating figure, a strange sense of loss welling
up inside her. Huang Xiaojun lay on the bed, closing his eyes to rest. His stroll in the park hadn't led to the new dream he was having, but it had unintentionally darkened his heart, filling it with negativity like a volcanic eruption.
"I should focus on getting the supermarket up and running first. After all… money is important too," Huang Xiaojun shook his head, deciding to urge his cousin to get the supermarket up and running.
That night, apart from Wang De, who returned home completely drunk, the remaining man and woman in the house didn't fall asleep until very late.
[The End]

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