Entangled in Lust 1-8

Word count: 3000
Published on 2013/9/30 by Chunman Siheyuan
I. For Whom Does the Wife Tremble? In a small town on the outskirts of a northern metropolis, the most bustling street is lined with small shops, each no more than thirty square meters. Don't underestimate these small shops; each owner is a capable local figure, selling a wide variety of goods, from large agricultural machinery to small daily necessities.

In a prime location, there's a shoe store. The owners, a husband and wife, are both in their forties. The husband is shrewd and capable, and the wife is
a top-notch saleswoman. After more than ten years of hard work, their family is considered wealthy in the area. Their son is a freshman in college, and they've bought a 100-square-meter apartment in the city. They also have seven single-story houses, which are rumored to be undergoing rural redevelopment soon, undoubtedly adding to their wealth. The shop earns ten to twenty thousand yuan a month; they are a family that everyone envies.

For some reason, ever since their son went to university, and in order to stay in touch with his parents, the family bought a computer, and their son registered QQ accounts for them. Only six months later, the landlady's smiles have become much more strained. Besides video chatting with her son at night, she's also been frequently using her phone to surf the internet late at night. The landlady has complained about this a lot, but she always responds with a smile and a sweet kiss, making it difficult for him to vent his anger.

The landlady's name is Zhang Xiaofeng, and his wife's name is Li Xintong. They are from the same village, grew up together, went to school together, and started dating shortly after graduating from junior high school. Their families had a good relationship, so their marriage was a natural progression. The couple is very loving, and without any major setbacks, they have lived a peaceful and ordinary life for over twenty years, never arguing. They are a model couple envied by everyone in the area.

The summer night was sweltering. Despite the air conditioning, Xintong felt restless and irritable. After showering, she entered the bedroom, where her husband was already waiting. He threw back the towel, revealing his naked body, and stretched out his hands, eagerly anticipating his wife's embrace. A hint of hesitation flashed in Xintong's eyes, but she naturally removed the towel. Her fair skin and full hips swayed as she approached her husband. It had been seven or eight days since they had made love. Xintong felt a longing, but also a touch of resentment. They had made love much less often in the past two or three years. Perhaps her husband was overworked and seemed to have lost interest in sex. It was rare for him to be so passionate today. His manhood was already erect, and she smiled shyly, nestling into his arms.

Xintong closed her eyes slightly. As before, her husband pressed down on her, gently entering her and slowly thrusting in and out, tenderly kissing her cheeks and neck. His lower body swelled inside her, and Xintong let out soft moans, unconsciously beginning to respond.

Her desire began to rise, Xintong's heart raced, and her husband's breathing became heavy and rapid. She knew he was about to ejaculate. She thrust her hips harder, drawing him deeper, and just as they reached the climax, he let out a low growl, pressed against her genitals, and ejaculated. Xintong bit her lip tightly. Being suspended in mid-air at the most crucial moment was an indescribable experience. She had felt this way for two or three years, and had grown accustomed to it, but now it was different. Her mental and physical reactions were almost uncontrollable. She wanted to explode with anger, but she couldn't show it. She couldn't, dared not, and couldn't believe that this change was brought about by the online friend she had accidentally retrieved from a drifting bottle three months ago.
Her husband rolled over, let out a comfortable sigh, nestled beside Xintong, and slowly drifted off to sleep. Xintong kissed her husband tenderly and guiltily, sighed secretly, turned off the light, but couldn't fall asleep. She gritted her teeth, picked up her phone, put it down, picked it up again, and put it down again, repeating this several times. Finally, she glanced at her sleeping husband, quietly removed her arms from his body, and logged into QQ on her phone.

Xintong's heart was pounding, her hands were trembling slightly, and her palms were sweating. Her friends list on the interface was all black, and
she shook her head with a slight sense of disappointment and dejection, letting out a soft sigh. Just as she was about to log off, a profile picture flashed. Xintong felt a surge of joy. She quickly glanced at her husband to make sure he was truly asleep, then tremblingly clicked on his profile picture. A person with the username "No Longer Lonely" had messaged her, asking, "Didn't you rest? I've been waiting for you. I knew you would contact me. How was your day?"

Xintong quickly replied, "No, very bad."
The other person asked, "What's wrong? Please tell me?"
Xintong nervously looked at her husband again, gritting her teeth as she replied, "I just had sex with my husband, but I didn't have an orgasm. I want more!" After replying, she seemed much more relaxed.

Not alone, he spoke quickly, "You're not satisfied. Do you want me to help you? I can give you an orgasm. Tell me, what do you want?"
Xintong didn't know why, but in front of this person, she would speak any private matters without any scruples, without any shame or moral constraints. Accompanied by excited nerves, her lower body not only tightened, but her husband's semen mixed with her vaginal fluids unconsciously flowed out of her body.

The reply was simple and clear, "I want an orgasm, I want you to fuck me."
These simple words represented Xintong's true feelings at this moment. From childhood to adulthood, Xintong had always been a sensible and good child. Her clothes and appearance were never excessive. In the eyes of outsiders, including her husband, she was a virtuous and civilized good woman, a good wife, and a good mother. But beneath this exterior was Xintong's hungry sexual desire, suppressed for too many years, yet revealed without any concealment in front of this stranger. Xintong herself couldn't understand why.
No Longer Lonely replied, "How do you want me to fuck you? Are you horny? Give me your horny pussy, okay? I want to see your horny pussy."
Xin Tong's breathing became rapid, and one hand unconsciously reached into her lower body, one finger gently pressing on her erect clitoris, gently rubbing it. Pleasure spread throughout her body. With one hand, she replied, "My pussy is itchy, I'm horny, fuck me, fuck me however you want. Didn't you say you like to eat pussy clitorises? Here you go, it's moving, you can't look, my husband is here. I'll let you see my pussy later."
No Longer Lonely: | Oh, then I want you to be horny, touch your pussy, I'll eat your pussy, lick your pussy juice, I want you to eat my cock, I want you to be horny, tell me if you're a horny pussy? I want you to stick out your big ass, I'll fuck you from behind, let your husband watch me fuck your horny pussy. "
Xintong had lost herself to burning desire. While rubbing her clitoris, she replied, 'Mmm, I'm a slut. I'll bend over and let you fuck me, let my husband watch you fuck me, hurry, hurry, fuck me.'
Stimulated by the other's lewd words, Xintong could no longer control herself. She clenched her teeth, letting out a low moan from her throat, her whole body trembling, her vagina contracting, the orgasm feeling like suffocation. The feeling was so intense, the afterglow hadn't faded yet, her body was still trembling rhythmically. Her husband, half-asleep beside her, vaguely felt his wife's trembling and asked, 'Tong, what's wrong?'
Xintong immediately realized how risky she had just taken, quickly stuffed her phone under the pillow, and whispered, 'Nothing.'" "My stomach hurts a little, go to sleep." She kissed her husband apologetically, hugged him, and wearily closed her eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep. Dawn
broke, and Zhang Xiaofeng woke up first. He stretched, sat up, glanced at his beloved wife, a happy smile spreading across his face, and felt a surge of joy. He quietly got out of bed, and inadvertently noticed a large stain on the sheet around his wife's genitals. A sudden thought struck him—why was his wife so wet? He couldn't help but chuckle; his wife was still so affectionate. He got dressed and started making breakfast.
When Xintong got up, her husband had already prepared breakfast. Feeling guilty and uneasy, Xintong quickly washed up, sat at the table, and first put an egg on her husband's plate before starting to eat herself.
Before she finished eating, her phone rang from under the pillow. Because her husband was sitting close to the bed, Zhang Xiaofeng casually reached under the pillow and pulled out his wife's phone. Before he could answer, Xintong snatched it away, startling him.
Xintong answered the phone with an unnatural expression. It was her sister-in-law calling, asking if she was going to the city to buy goods today and wanting to go shopping with her. Xintong agreed, then quickly checked her phone screen, tapped a few keys, and said nervously and apologetically, "I'm sorry, honey, I was in a bit of a rush. I told you yesterday I was going to buy goods today, but I forgot. I answered the phone as soon as it rang."
Zhang Xiaofeng said somewhat displeased, "You don't have to snatch the phone from your sister-in-law, really. You scared me."
How could Xintong not be nervous? Last night she was so engrossed in that strange orgasm that she forgot to log out. That person left a lot of vulgar messages. If her husband saw them, it would be terrible. She felt scared for her carelessness and quickly changed the subject to business to avoid embarrassment.
A month passed, and life went on as usual. However, Xintong often seemed distracted. Zhang Xiaofeng sensed something was wrong with his wife, but couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. He asked her several times, and she always replied that nothing was wrong. However, his wife had been secretly getting up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night a few times, always taking her phone with her. When she returned, her face was flushed, which made Zhang Xiaofeng suspicious. He had a bad feeling, but couldn't pinpoint why. Then, for two days, his wife said she wasn't feeling well and asked him to watch the shop. Each time he came home, he saw her with a flushed face. Zhang Xiaofeng could tell what was going on from that expression. Was his wife cheating on him? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Then what was going on? Zhang Xiaofeng began to pay close attention to his wife's words and actions. [
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