Ye Qingjia under the blindfold

My wife and I had a fight. It all started the day she found those things in my notebook. Actually, I had no intention of turning
my fantasies into reality, but her discovery started this process…

I love her very much, since high school, from the first day I met her. That day was the first day of high school; I had transferred from
a rural school to the best high school in the city.

I was very insecure, I'd had that since I was little, afraid to talk to people, afraid to interact with classmates, even when eating, they would stare
at me with disdain. However, none of what I feared happened.
That was how it was in the rural school. Back then, there was no such thing as a "top student," so my classmates called me a bookworm. Bookworms
, whatever, I didn't care.

After moving to the city, I was terrified, afraid that the passing cars would hit me, afraid that pedestrians would look at me with disdain…

Class 11, Grade 1—I found my name at the very bottom of the school's notice board. There were so many people. I was
glad I was thin, so I could squeeze past the notice board, into the teaching building, and into the classroom.

She was the first person I saw upon entering. My eyes met hers immediately. I only remember her giving me a warm
smile before looking away; clearly, she wasn't paying attention to me.

I lowered my head and walked straight to the last seat in her row, where I sat down. Only then did I truly appreciate her
face. It was warm, with the shy budding beauty of a young girl. Her eyes were large, sparkling in the sunlight
, and her eyebrows were slightly upturned, carrying a touch of nonchalance. Her nose wasn't high, but it was delicate; a fine nose would be the best description.

Her lips weren't conventionally beautiful, but they were plump, exuding a wild and sexy charm. It's hard
to imagine that traditional elegance and modern exuberance could blend so perfectly in her. She has a great figure, with a
proud 39D bust, and her flat stomach from regular exercise gives her a slender, shapely figure. Although her buttocks aren't large, they appear firm and round
. Having never been with a woman before, he vigorously rubbed them with one hand, like he was playing mahjong.
They were solid, like a tightly rolled, perfectly round ball.
Almost nothing.

I forgot to mention, her name is Ye Qingjia. "Chonghu Dieyan (Qingjia, with osmanthus blossoms in autumn and lotus flowers for miles)." Liu Yong.

It's hard to describe the feeling of love at first sight, but anyway, I fell in love with her after that. Later, by chance,

her outgoing personality and good social skills quickly made her the class monitor. And the vice-monitor was always a good student,
wasn't she? How silly, he'd already groped you countless times on the bus. He
launched a frantic pursuit. Things like a flower a day and a love letter, but unfortunately, Ye Qingjia never gave her a chance. One morning, as usual, I arrived at the classroom half an hour early to study. Just

as I entered the classroom,
"Liu Cheng, you pervert!" It was her voice. "Qingjia, what's wrong with having sex with me?
Look how much I like you." It was Liu Cheng. A fierce fight and shouts erupted from the classroom. I peered through
the window in the door and saw that Ye Qingjia's clothes were torn open. Liu Cheng was pointing his huge penis at Ye Qingjia. I
knew something was wrong; this was rape. I rushed in and wrestled with Liu Cheng. But I was thin and weak, and
completely paralyzed. There were many more cars today.
I couldn't match Liu Cheng, and I was knocked to the ground in no time. However, taking advantage of this lull, Ye Qingjia had already run away.

Soon after, Liu Cheng was expelled because of this incident. He said he soon entered society and had a child. At
that time, we hadn't even graduated high school yet.
Good Liu Cheng. Almost every boy in the class liked her, and Liu Cheng was no exception. During high school, Liu Cheng... Ye

Qingjia was someone who valued spiritual connection; she loved reading poetry, especially Xi Murong's. So I secretly
bought a collection of Xi Murong's poems and started memorizing them. I could recite them from memory... It was also through Qingjia's
attention .

Her cheerfulness inspired me; she often said, "Chen Tao, you're so thin and weak, why don't you go
running with me?" Under her influence, I also developed a love for sports and gradually became more cheerful. I felt that only in this way could we...
On Friday afternoon, we timed our departure and boarded the bus at the starting station. I deliberately made her wear a very revealing outfit...
"Waaaaah..."

I remember when I first entered high school... She was 1.70 meters tall, and I was a head shorter than her, though we graduated high school together, I was
a head taller. My physique had also become much more robust and muscular. My once pale and frail skin had deepened, and my eyes, no longer unfocused,
had become firm and powerful.

The test results came back negative: I was infertile, and incurable. I was going crazy. At home,

I don't know when it started, but we were together. It was a long... The process began with Liu Cheng
. He was fiddling with her, undressing her as he did so. With his rough handling, she gradually lost her balance.
After that incident, she became very sensitive, easily sensing the gloomy attention from others. Perhaps because of
the many twists and turns , I stayed by her side. Sometimes, in the deep of night, she would call, not saying anything else, just
reciting poetry with me, one line after another, until we forgot... After saying the next line, I hung up the phone and went to cram for poetry.

I remember one evening, we were also reciting poetry on our phones. The night was quiet, the poems were simple, and we
spoke very softly. I've forgotten what the poem was, and I've forgotten who started it. I only remember that when it was her turn, her line was

"I love you." When it was her turn, she suddenly fell silent, paused for a moment, and then said "I love you" with great shyness. And so,
as I wished, I... We went to the same university and settled in the same city. Until our marriage, we were
considered a perfect couple, a natural pair. We didn't usually engage in sweet, intimate moments; instead, we
would lean on each other in silence. This kind of feeling couldn't be expressed in words.

On our wedding night, she gave me her virginity. I didn't feel much lust; I just felt that at that
moment , our bodies and minds truly merged.

The first few years of our marriage were very happy. I started a company, and she became my assistant. Under our joint
management, the company thrived. We became wealthy and successful, respected by others.

However, my childhood inferiority complex remained deeply buried in my heart. Although I appeared decisive and efficient in public,
this inferiority complex was difficult to diminish with time; it remained deeply buried. Hidden, without showing it, even this
inferiority complex went unnoticed by Qingjia.

No one in the company knew about my relationship with Qingjia. We didn't want to give others the impression of nepotism.
Qingjia was very talented, not just a sentimental young girl. In the company, she was also a respected
general manager . She was decisive and bold in her actions, yet secretly kind and gentle. The new girl in the company…
She offered guidance and life experience to naive girls, displaying a commanding presence.

This undoubtedly attracted men, whether they were fresh-faced recent graduates or seasoned men, yet
she didn't give them a chance, instead using various methods to make them realize their own immaturity
and lack of experience. This further solidified her image as a leader among men.
This demeanor gradually extended into real life, and her attitude towards me gradually became one of "giving orders," although
I knew she didn't truly mean it. Faced with her and my own inferiority complex, I gradually felt unable to control myself.

I was assigned to sit behind her, beginning a very happy period of student life
.

Years ago, I stumbled upon articles about wife-cuckolding online, and I was filled with contempt. Why would someone give away
their beautiful wife to another man? Even so, I couldn't help but feel a thrill.
Suddenly, I sobered up and immediately shut down the computer to calm myself.

However, that thrill lingered in my mind, deeply ingrained. I wanted to grab a kitchen knife and
plunge it into my brain to eradicate that thought! I could never forget the feeling described in the novels—
the sensation of someone entering and exiting another man's wife's body—how sinful!

A few days later, I clicked on those articles again. I was incredibly excited and started masturbating; it was
the first time I'd ever masturbated in my life. The screen was half-filled with his fantasies. Suddenly, I felt immense regret. How sinful! To fantasize about my wife being repeatedly fucked by
someone else ! Chen Tao, are you even human?!

In a fit of rage, I slammed the computer to the ground, grabbed a kitchen knife, and hacked at the screen, then
threw the shards downstairs.
That night, I made Qingjia a candlelight dinner. Her face was flushed and shy under the candlelight.
She asked me why I was suddenly being so romantic, since we'd been married for so long. I remember I didn't say anything that day. While drinking red wine
, we kissed. The wine swished between our lips, and under the candlelight, I pushed aside the plates on the table and
had sex with her. As I approached, she responded with a series of lingering, agreeable sounds, her voice echoing in the room.
There was a bus stop nearby, and the buses were always incredibly crowded after school. The traffic was also terrible, often jammed
…

We were almost thirty, and still no children. She said, “Why don’t we have one?” So we
started our baby-making plan, like in the movie *Gravity*. We made thorough plans to have a
healthy , excellent baby. I felt that if the baby was born healthy, all my wicked thoughts would vanish
without a trace. My thoughts were beautiful dreams, but reality was cruel.

She simply said, “Honey, let’s not have children, let’s not have children, honey, let’s not have children.” But
I could see that she was also very vulnerable.
During that time, she was the only one holding the company together. I spent my days drowning my sorrows in alcohol at home. Even mature men with extensive
romantic spoke to her, all fell at her feet. And she wasn't an iceberg. She was tactful
. So I started engaging in cuckoldry again. Years of insecurity suddenly erupted under this vulnerability, and I was surprised by
my own transformation. I not only devoured cuckoldry stories online, but even fantasized about my own wife being fucked by thousands of men,
impregnating her...

I became addicted to fantasies, masturbating and drinking heavily every day, gradually becoming depressed. She was angry at my lack of self-respect and scolded me many times. I
would just drink alone, glancing up at her when she called me, and then looking down again. She snatched my drink, threw it
in my face, slammed the door, and left.

I chuckled, kneeling on the ground to lick the spilled beer. The beer was golden, like urine, and I imagined
it as the urine of someone who had just finished fucking my wife, urinating on my face. How blissful!

She still found out; I thought this was all just wishful thinking. She and I had a huge fight, she basically called
me a "pervert," something I was used to.

"Chen Tao! Are you sick?!"
Soon, we were almost at that high school; there weren't many people on the bus yet. But in a short while, she said

, "I'm not sick, it's just a hobby, let's explain."

Her name suited her perfectly—light, agile, and insightful.
"How could you do this? You're a pervert, a complete pervert! How could I have married you!"

"How could I have known I would do this! How could I have imagined I would do this!"

"I didn't want this either! Really! Really!"

I hugged her and cried, burying my face in her chest like a child seeking a mother's embrace. She stroked my head.
"I thought you were just a fantasist! I really misjudged you, Chen Tao! Ahhhhh, waaaaaah..."
...
Yes.

The baby was almost a month old, very fair and beautiful, not at all like their offspring. Later, during a checkup, I learned...
All night, her cries were heart-wrenching, and the next day her eyes were red and swollen. Seeing her like this, I said,
"Let's get a divorce. There are plenty of men pursuing you."

Her expression suddenly turned frightened. She never expected me to bring up divorce. Her eyes widened,
she shook her head , staring at me. "No...no..."

"This idea of mine is harmful to both of us. Let's get a divorce, I'm serious."

"No...no..." Her gaze was vacant.
They recently bought a house in the city, more luxurious than mine, and they often drove their Cadillac. I've
never held her hand.

"Many men are pursuing you. You can choose someone better."

"No...no..." She lowered her head.

"There will be someone who loves you more than I do, and that way, you can have a child."

"No...no..." She collapsed to the ground.

"I'm a pervert, I'll hurt you."

"No...no..." She hugged my legs tightly.

"Let's get a divorce."

"No...no..." She cried like a child.

Her childlike cries were irresistible. I knelt down, hugged her tightly, and gently stroked her
back.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "If I let someone else have sex with me, can we not get a divorce?"

I looked at her with surprise.

"If I let someone else have sex with me, then get pregnant, and have a child, will we not have to get a divorce, husband?" This time...
When it was my turn to be speechless, I said it directly. That day, with her hair disheveled, she whispered in my arms about her
fantasies of being fucked by others and having her insided by a "pretty boy with a bright future."
She begged me not to divorce her. I remember that night, we were both drunk. I masturbated, and she masturbated,
as if she valued being fucked. She kept shouting, "Come fuck me, come fuck me! My husband is watching us!"
I saw her immediately because she was sitting in the first row closest to the podium, a perfect spot for
fucking! It's hard to imagine her saying such lewd things; it was an absurd night.

Soon after, we made a plan to conceive, but I insisted on choosing someone I knew well, since that's
reliable, and the best candidate was her ex-boyfriend, Liu Cheng. She firmly disagreed, her reasoning being: since
I'm the one doing this, then whoever does it has to be hers. She was afraid of making acquaintances nervous and
ruining her established image as the eldest sister. Since she insisted, I had no choice but to compromise. However, I said, if it's a stranger
, then the action has to be mine.

I drove all over the city, scouting locations, and finally, I found an excellent spot, and it was quite exciting.
It was on the other side of the city, at a high school—not a very good one, mostly attended by students with poor grades.
Traffic to that high school would be incredibly congested. I personally experienced it, calculated the time, drafted a plan, and prepared to carry it out.

Because of my wife's antics, Liu Cheng and his son approached with ill intentions. They exchanged a glance, and slyly...
I didn't tell her my idea, and she shyly agreed, but then immediately reverted to her queenly tone,
pinched my waist, and said, "Pervert."

She was wearing only a black, cropped bodysuit that barely covered her chest and buttocks; with just
a little effort, she would be completely naked. To avoid embarrassment, I made her wear sunglasses, and for the thrill, I
surrounded myself with chairs in front and behind me. The room

was filled with students.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't mistaken. I think you
've already guessed it—it's Liu Cheng. He was wearing construction work clothes, looking every bit the unassuming construction worker; it seemed he was there to pick up
his child. I hadn't seen him for over ten years, and I almost didn't recognize him. He looked much older, probably around thirty.

Next to him stood a thin, sallow-faced student, his school uniform hanging loosely on his back. They waited at
the station, chatting idly; they were clearly father and son. Liu Cheng looked to be in his forties, like
the father of a high school student.

The train arrived at the station, and I felt a pang of anxiety. As I had hoped, they were pushed to the very back, one on each side
of my wife. My wife was very excited, fidgeting restlessly, her sunglasses
gazing out the window, though she couldn't see the scenery. Because of the changes over the years, I wasn't worried that Liu Cheng
would recognize me.

(Laughs) Liu Cheng pretended to look out the window and squeezed closer to his wife. At this moment, with students boarding, the bus became
even more crowded, so due to both factors, Liu Cheng was pressed tightly against his wife.

Her face instantly flushed red, and she leaned closer to Liu Cheng. I imagine that behind her blindfold, she was still fantasizing that the person behind her was a tall,
strong, virgin high school student. The bus hadn't gone far when it got stuck in traffic at an intersection.

Liu Cheng was delighted to be able to have intimate contact with his beautiful wife while stuck in traffic. In fact, I borrowed many
of , deliberately telling them to block the road. A hundred cars, and I told each driver it
was ten yuan for every minute of traffic. That means I was spending a thousand yuan per minute to give Liu Cheng time to fuck my wife—worth it!

Liu Cheng was secretly delighted; a perfect opportunity presented by the traffic jam! He grinned lewdly, eager to get started. My wife twisted
her body even more, causing Liu Cheng's penis to throb. I leaned back in my chair, just in time to see their
groin touching.

Liu Cheng's actions gradually became bolder. He was still looking out the window at the scenery, but his hands were already on
my wife's waist, and she didn't resist. However, out of shame, she didn't actively respond.

Seeing that the married woman in front of him didn't resist, Liu Cheng became bolder and touched her breasts. Liu Cheng's son,
she would be coming tomorrow, completely invisible from behind.

He also became bolder, touching his wife's genitals. They made no attempt to hide from me, as if I didn't
exist , or as if they were putting on a show for me.

Soon, my wife was aroused, shy and wanton, forgetting all shame, responding to their hands and
beginning to moan softly. Seeing this, Liu Cheng completely let go, rubbing even harder with both hands.

"Mmm, ahh, so good, so good, keep rubbing, so good..." his wife moaned softly.
What a slut, Liu Cheng thought to himself.

Liu Cheng's son couldn't resist any longer and directly inserted his hand into Qingjia's vagina. Instantly, she felt a warm and moist sensation and
fell into Liu Cheng's arms, her buttocks swaying in rhythm with his fingers.

His wife's thin clothes had already been removed, revealing her perfect figure. Liu Cheng's son was captivated by her white breasts

. Just as Liu Cheng was about to pull his penis out, he saw his son's eagerness and slyly said with a grin, "Hehe, I forgot
you're still a virgin. Let her deflower you first." His son happily took his
wife . He eagerly inserted his thirsty penis, which was rather thin but very long—long enough for
me to be worthy of her.
It was nearly twenty centimeters long. How could my wife's vagina, which was supposed to accommodate my thirteen-centimeter penis, endure such a long penis?

With a soft "plop," he thrust in! He thrust in! He thrust in! He finally thrust in! With
a groan, my wife was finally penetrated by someone else. My dream had come true. I breathed a sigh of relief and
watched Lao Yi having sex with a high school student.

He looked slovenly, carrying a backpack with hardly anything in it. He was quite tall, about the same height as Liu Cheng. The two of them were huddled together...
It was only then that I took a closer look at Liu Cheng's son. He was very ugly, with buck teeth and a face full of acne. His hair was cut very short, and

his wife, blindfolded, was fantasizing about being fucked by a tall, handsome, muscular high school basketball captain and a
gentle, refined academic genius! Who would have thought it was just a migrant worker and a street-smart student!

Her former public dignity was shattered and destroyed, leaving only the weakness of a bitch. In Liu Cheng's son's arms,
his wife actively yielded to his advances from behind. Liu Cheng's son had never imagined a woman's body could be so soft, like a frozen jelly.
Soon, he ejaculated his long-preserved virginity into his wife's tender womb. And his wife, blindfolded, was still...

After Liu Cheng's son finished, Liu Cheng took over the baton, embracing his beautiful wife and immediately pounced on her. His sunglasses were a bit of
a hindrance, so he quickly removed them, only to discover that his wife was wearing an eye mask. Liu Cheng almost laughed;
he'd never fucked such a beautiful woman before. Look at those little lips, so plump—he really wanted to devour them.

"Oh ho, wearing an eye mask, are you trying to lead me astray?" Liu Cheng whispered in his wife's ear
. His wife, already shy and unable to contain herself, became even more limp and weak, nestled in Liu Cheng's arms and nodding.
Liu Cheng knew perfectly well that if he didn't remove the eye mask, there was more to play with. So he pulled out his penis.

The idiot described me perfectly: fair-skinned, thin, and clean, I only ever hid in corners, burying my head in my studies. They would say that
Liu Cheng's penis was incompatible with his son's; his son's was not only slender but also fair, while Liu Cheng's
was thick, not as long, still fifteen centimeters, not only thick but also rough and dark, a
stark .

My head was right above their buttocks, and I could clearly see Liu Cheng fucking my wife, causing her labia to fold and turn
. Involuntarily, I stood up and licked their genitals. Liu Cheng thought he had only just realized there was someone else in front of him. He said
, "Haha, little brother, you want to play too? This is a top-quality prostitute I hired for
five three thousand
, it's a bargain." Damn, I've already spent more than three thousand creating time for you guys to fuck, and now I'm worried about this little bit of money? I took out my wallet, glanced at it, and saw it was more than three thousand. Too lazy to count, I just threw it all at them. Liu

Cheng was excited to see the money, and soon put it in his pocket, thinking, "Fucking others and getting paid in return, what a bargain! Where else can I find such a good deal?" 　　Then he said, "Hey little brother, wait a bit, and then I'll let you play after I'm done, how about that? Or maybe you all like to treat her like an older sister, and you like to confide in her about things like relationships. And she's a good teacher, so you can lick us like you did before, we'll give it to you when we're done." Without saying a word, I continued licking them . They were making a huge racket, and I was enjoying myself immensely! Spending three thousand dollars to serve a lover and his wife was worth it! Then she hung up the phone. We didn't formally define our relationship, but we tacitly agreed in our hearts. Although I even... 　　At this moment, my wife became even more excited. Realizing that I was licking her face, she couldn't help but moan, "Oh~ yeah~ ah~ ah ah ah, oh oh ah ah~ husband, ah so good, ah~ oh, husband ah." 　　Liu Cheng patted my wife's round little buttocks and said, "Who's your husband? I'm your wild man." Slap slap, with Liu Cheng's slapping, my wife couldn't help but blush. Due to the overly stimulating environment, Liu Cheng soon ejaculated as well, pressing hard against my wife's buttocks, pouring his cloudy yellow semen into my wife's uterus. He then made her wear a blindfold behind her sunglasses so she couldn't see who was fucking her. I sat in the back, 　　and she helped me up. Then it was his son… 　　It wasn't until the traffic jam ended, two hours later, after spending 120,000 yuan to buy four loads of semen from Liu Cheng and his son, that they finally left. Before leaving, they took my wife's purse and all her jewelry, as well as my and my wife's wedding rings, probably another 100,000 yuan. Before leaving, they said, "Young man, you served me well . This girl is yours tonight. I guess she's a decent girl. I don't care how you play with her. I'm leaving." 　　They left leisurely, even taking my wife's clothes, leaving her naked in the car. I took off my coat and put it on my wife. 　　Seeing the semen gushing from my wife's vagina, I pulled out my penis and plugged it up. This was something I'd paid for; I couldn't let it go to waste, let it go to waste… She said, "So I can have children… The hospital's tests were wrong, the child is mine." I didn't tell Qingjia. At the baby's one-month celebration, I unexpectedly saw Liu Cheng and his son. I hadn't invited them. But I was so stupid; I forgot our names on our wedding ring. He's not stupid; how could he not recognize us? 　　The clueless Qingjia, however, didn't know anything, only thinking they were old classmates, and even blamed me for not inviting them. She said that the unhappiness of her student days was in the past, everyone was an adult now, and after all, Liu Cheng hadn't really done anything to her 　　. I stood there, blushing and at a loss, while Liu Cheng chatted with Qingjia quite casually, his son looking at me with disdain and sneer. I dealt with them in a daze, my mind a complete blank. 　　At the full moon celebration, I went through all sorts of social interactions. My wife, using the excuse of not being able to drink, sat to the side. After the celebration , Qingjia was gone. I searched the entire hotel and finally found them in a toilet. 　　Qingjia was kneeling with her head down in the golden toilet, being fucked by Liu Cheng from behind, while Liu Cheng's son urinated on Qingjia's head in the toilet. Qingjia was wearing the black clothes she wore when she was fucked that day, only they had been pushed up to her chest, revealing her snow-white buttocks. I arrogantly saw Liu Cheng wearing our wedding ring, his hands gripping Qingjia 's buttocks, thrusting in and out of my beloved wife's body. Seeing me come in, he turned his head and smiled, saying, "Little brother, come on, want to play for three thousand yuan?"... 　　Later, Liu Cheng and his son found better jobs. For this, one of them quit his job as a migrant worker, and the other gave up his most beloved vegetable, even the celery that I found most unpalatable. However, I studied very well, at least I studied. According to their method, it was a "huge sacrifice", so they increased the price from 50 yuan per minute to 100 yuan per minute. Their job was to fuck my wife, 100 yuan per minute, and the nutrition fee for each ejaculation was 3,000 yuan... They worked very seriously.

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