My Memoir 6

This update was a bit slow, sorry for the wait. Also, the photos have finally been uploaded. (Continuing from the previous post:)
I quickly followed the location and walked to the left along the lake. After a while, I came to a winding lakeside path, with the lake on my right. A few steps further, I saw two people walking towards me, arm in arm. Judging from their clothes and their posture, they weren't my wife and her boyfriend. Not wanting to run into them, I stepped back and hid at another intersection near the entrance. The two slowly approached, chatting and laughing. They seemed to be the same couple I had scared away earlier. The man said, "Those two are probably starting now." The woman said, "Are you horny again? Or did you see how sexy she was and want to kiss her?" The man replied, "No way! I just thought the spot I chose was perfect for outdoor sex. I wanted to see how others did it there, and whether they could last half an hour without ejaculating like me, hehe." The girl playfully hit the man and said, "Come on, you were drooling just now. You just thought my legs were too short, didn't you? Humph!" As she spoke, she strode forward, and the boy quickly followed. Damn! Lu Ping's going to have a second chance! Looks like he knows my wife pretty well. I continued along the path I'd been on, heading deeper into the lake. After a while, I started hearing some indistinct sounds to my right. I slowed my pace and cautiously approached, finally seeing the situation clearly: There was a waterfront platform extending into the lake, suitable for fishing. Further ahead, there were one or two more such platforms, but they disappeared beyond that. The platforms were surrounded by railings, with only one entrance at the back. The entrance was connected to the shore by a few steps, the drop from the shore to the platform being about a meter. On the other side of the path beside the shore was a large grove of trees. At the entrance to the platform, two evergreen trees, pruned into large spherical shapes, stood, providing a perfect vantage point for me to hide behind and watch the two people's performance from above. Because the water was shallow and the banks were muddy, there were no splashing sounds of lake water hitting the shore. Instead, there were only sucking sounds, slurping sounds, and my wife's slightly excited moans and hissing. At that moment, my wife was leaning against the railing with her back to me, one foot on the ground, the other already free of her high heel. Her long, straight, and white leg was draped over the other railing, her skirt held at her waist by one hand. I knew that my wife's vaginal opening was undoubtedly wide open, a round hole. Of course, that hole was currently being filled by Lu Ping's two fingers! Uh… occasionally, a tongue! At that moment, Lu Ping was squatting sideways to my wife's legs, his head against her beautiful legs, attacking her open vagina with his tongue and fingers. I calculated the time; based on the conversation of the young couple and the travel time, Lu Ping had probably been vigorously kissing her for at least ten minutes. But judging from my wife's familiar moans, she was only getting into it, far from climax. Was this position uncomfortable, or was Lu Ping not putting in enough effort this time? Not long after, my wife pushed Lu Ping's head away and said, "I can't take it anymore, honey, my legs are too sore. Help me. It's only been a short time." "Honey again," I cursed inwardly. Lu Ping also struggled to stand up; he seemed exhausted too, I thought. Lu Ping supported my wife with one hand and helped her lower her legs with the other. My wife leaned on him, saying she was too tired, and then touched Lu Ping's crotch, asking how he was doing. Lu Ping sighed; those two young men had seemed to be naked. My wife said, "No, this is it!" She then prepared to squat down and pull down Lu Ping's pants, probably wanting to appease him with her mouth. However, Lu Ping, somewhat angrily, grabbed my wife, turned her body around so she was facing me, and then pressed her back down, making her bend over and lean against the railing with her buttocks facing him. He lifted my wife's skirt and flipped her over onto her back, then squatted down and began loudly sucking. My wife let out a soft "Ah!" and lay there enjoying it. "Damn, it seems Lu Ping's fetish is really unusual," I thought to myself. After sucking for a while, Lu Ping looked up and said, "Call your husband, quick!" I was startled, thinking, "Why am I involved?" My wife hesitated for a moment and said, "No, just hurry up!" Lu Ping had no choice but to squat down and lick again, while also fiddling with his fingers below. My wife lowered her head and continued to moan softly. A while later, Lu Ping suddenly stood up and leaned against the railing. He pulled down his pants with one hand and patted my wife's buttocks with the other, saying, "Come on, baby." My wife stood up, saw Lu Ping's actions, and then saw the thing he had just pulled out of his crotch. She immediately understood, went over, and squatted down between his legs. She opened her mouth and it was all the way in. I could see clearly that although Lu Ping's penis was hard, it wasn't fully erect, but with my wife's oral service, it was probably close to being fully erect. While enjoying the service, Lu Ping took my wife's phone from his pocket and handed it to her, saying, "Quickly call your husband, just ask him what time he'll be home, just chat for a bit, hurry up, baby, kiss him while you call!" My wife hesitated for a moment, glanced at Lu Ping again, and actually took the phone. I knew my phone was already on silent, but I still held it tightly in my pocket, afraid the screen's light would shine through and they would notice. My wife, while servicing Lu Ping, glanced at the screen and started dialing my number. Of course, no one answered. Lu Ping made her call again, still no answer. Frustrated, Lu Ping said, "He's definitely messing around with some little bitch!" He then let out a sound, probably because my wife bit him. At that moment, I realized Lu Ping was trying to insult me as well as my wife. I really wanted to walk out and join them, but I didn't dare. I was afraid my wife wouldn't accept it, and if she couldn't, we'd have to divorce. I didn't want to go that far, so I could only continue watching. Unfortunately, the call didn't go through, and given Lu Ping's attitude, neither of them seemed to have the passion they had earlier. My wife stood up and said, "Let's forget it. Maybe he's almost home. Let's go." Lu Ping looked down at his half-erect penis, bent down, and pulled up his pants. While they were tidying up, I quietly retreated to a distance and ran towards my electric scooter. I needed to hurry back to the company to change scooters and go home; it would probably take an hour or so. On the way, I finally pieced together the general outline of the situation: Lu Ping does indeed have psychological issues; he needs certain stimulation to get an erection, and of course, once he does, he's unstoppable. Now, my wife's stimulation for him might be gradually weakening, and perhaps he needs my assistance. I need to quickly find a way to test my wife's opinion. If possible, I should join them as soon as possible, satisfying Lu Ping's perverted psychology while also satisfying my own cuckoldry desires, taking my mindset and the process to another level—this is definitely the ultimate stimulation for a cuckold! When I got to the company, I checked my location and found my wife was already at the entrance of the apartment complex. I took out my phone and sent her a WeChat voice message saying: "I went to the restroom at the service area and didn't take my phone. I'm almost home now and I just saw she called me. Tell her to get some rest." I went into the company, changed my clothes, and drove home. When I entered the bedroom, I found my wife already asleep. I took a shower, lay in bed, and held my wife, thinking about how to find out her method. I fell asleep while thinking about it. The next morning, my wife had already left. Around noon, she called me and said she wanted to tell me last night, but she fell asleep, so she's calling now to tell me that she and a friend invested in a motorhome and camping site project. Because her investment wasn't large, and she wouldn't need to manage it much, she hadn't discussed it with me beforehand. Yesterday, her friend contacted her, saying that the kids' summer vacation was coming up soon, and they were planning to invite the three of them, including my family, to a motorhome factory in a northern city to look at vehicles, and then tow a motorhome (a travel trailer) to Hulunbuir for a few days, a total trip of about two weeks. She wanted to ask if I could go with them to check it out and relax. My mind raced. My intuition told me that the friend's family she mentioned must be Lu Ping's family, and I'd seen him frequently driving to places like grasslands and deserts on his social media. My wife clearly knows I won't go for fifteen days, maybe I'd consider it for five. The suspicious point is, if it's really as she says—that my daughter will go, and my wife and kids will go too—is my wife lying? I don't think it'll be okay for just the two of them to go, because I trust my wife won't leave the kids unattended for half a month. That means Lu Ping's wife won't go either; after all, two kids around ten years old are easy to persuade, and I can use this time to clear my head and think about the future. Thinking this, I replied: "It's a busy time right now, leaving for more than ten days is definitely not an option. You take our daughter. Let me know in advance if there's anything I need you to do, and we'll go together during the National Day holiday" (actually, I was thinking of Lu Ping and the three of us going together). Sure enough, my wife didn't try to persuade me further, but said with a slightly resentful tone: "I guess you won't go, so I won't drive. They'll drive to the RV factory to order a vehicle first, and my daughter and I will take the high-speed train to meet them and go to Hulunbuir together." I thought to myself: "She's really going to deliver firecrackers from afar!"My wife got her period today, and the next ten days or so were relatively peaceful. My relationship with Yao Yao also improved a lot. Sometimes when she had free time, she would tell me about the plans and progress of the RV site, and I would also tell her about work. After her period ended, we had two relatively pleasant sexual encounters. I found that since I witnessed them having an affair twice, my interest in Yao Yao had increased significantly. I also enjoyed kissing and licking her genitals more, and I liked to stick my tongue into my wife's vagina to try to feel the traces Lu Ping left inside. Two or three days before their departure, the two went on another date. Since the location was on the side of a road near a park, I guessed they were in a car. I didn't dare get too close when I arrived, and I also had some things to do that day, so I didn't follow them. Instead, I went home early and waited at home, still feeling excited, imagining them having sex in the car. Yao Yao came back before 11 o'clock, carrying a badminton racket on her back and dressed in sportswear. She said her best friend had invited her to play badminton again, and then she went to take a shower. Back in bed, I was on top of Yao Yao again, licking and sucking her vulva wildly, and she didn't stop me. Although my nose could only smell a faint scent of shower gel, the slippery feeling my tongue felt inside her vagina and the faint fishy taste on my taste buds betrayed the fact that Lu Ping had ejaculated inside her. I was driven almost insane by this sensation. I lifted Yao Yao's legs and spread them apart, using my tongue to open her vaginal opening and began to suck desperately. I felt like I was sucking her uterus out, because I could feel my tongue licking something slippery. Yao Yao was also aroused by my stimulation, her buttocks thrusting upwards in response, while she pressed my head down with her hands. Later, I turned my buttocks around to face Yao Yao's mouth, and she sucked on my penis. I continued to suck on Yao Yao's clitoris and inserted two fingers of my right hand into her vagina, stirring them around. I don't know how long it took before Yao Yao and I reached orgasm together. Yao Yao's vagina gripped my fingers tightly, trembling, and my penis, just like Lu Ping had done a few days before, was firmly inserted into Yao Yao's mouth, and I ejaculated inside! Perhaps because she had been used to having a larger penis inserted into her throat before, she didn't seem to be in as much pain this time. She just slapped my buttocks twice after I ejaculated, signaling me to get up and go to the bathroom. Later, I went to the bathroom to check my wife's underwear. Sure enough, there were still obvious wet marks on it, with a few white bits of paper stuck to it, indicating that she had deliberately wiped it with a tissue. Two days later, they set off. We talked on the phone or video-chatted every day. On the third day, my daughter told me that they were leaving for Hulunbuir the next day. I deliberately asked my daughter who they were going with, and she replied: "Uncle, Aunt, my little brother, and Mom." This surprised me a bit: his wife had actually gone. Was this really just a vacation? After all, my wife loves to travel, and she'd been cooped up for almost two years due to the pandemic. My initial excitement subsided. "If that's the case," I said, "they should have a good time."

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