Wife Poison 13

The Poisonous Wife

Author: San Chou
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**************** ... 　　I felt a mix of anticipation and fear. But there was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time. 　　"Hello? Xunmei? Why aren't you saying anything?" I whispered, subtly making my way to the bathroom . 　　"Can...can you come over?" Xunmei's voice was weak, as if she were seriously ill. The space seemed empty, her voice echoing. 　　"What's wrong?" My heart clenched. 　　"Can you come over? I...I'm...it's...it's the factory I usually...I usually pass by on my way ." Xunmei's voice was breathless, as if she were using all her strength, but she couldn't finish her sentence. 　　"Thud," the phone fell to the floor. 　　"Hello? Honey, hello? Honey, don't scare me!" My heart felt like it had also thudded to the ground. Where was Xunmei? Was she by the roadside near the factory, or inside the factory? Had she had a heart attack on the way? She has congenital heart disease, and as long as there's no major shock, she'll be fine. She wasn't shocked , so it's unlikely she'll have a relapse now. Could it be? Could she have encountered a thug? 　　A wave of fear washed over me. I hurriedly pushed open the bathroom door. Everyone in the living room looked at me. I quickly said that there was an urgent matter at the company that needed to be dealt with, and I wouldn't be home for dinner. 　　As I left, my wife, Mengchan, chased after me, handing me a set of car keys, a can of milk, and a slice of bread. She said, "Drive. Your company is so urgently looking for you; it must be something important. But you probably won't have time for dinner tonight, so have this to tide you over." 　　My heart warmed, and my eyes welled up with tears. My dear wife, do you know who I'm going to see ? I'm going to see my lover, who I don't know if something bad has happened to her, and you're making me drive your car, even giving me snacks to go with. An indescribable sense of self-reproach and guilt surged within me. 　　Several red lights only made me more agitated. Every time a car in front of me stopped even slightly, I honked my horn urgently, drawing stares from the passengers in the cars next to me. 　　By the time I reached the abandoned factory, it was even darker. The factory had been abandoned for years; the government hadn't been able to allocate funds for its renovation, so it lay there, half-dead. 　　Xunmei had to pass this road every day on her way to work. It was a deserted place, so she was always afraid when she walked this route. But if she wanted to take another route, it would take a long time, so she had no choice but to pass through here every day. 　　The streetlights on this road were spaced far apart, so at night, one area would be bright, and the next would inevitably be dark. The factory was right in the dark area. From the roadside, it was as silent as a ghost town. 　　I got out of the car and called out Xunmei's name, but received no response. Was she not nearby? I looked at the dark factory, like a monstrous monster lurking in the shadows, eerily terrifying. There was a deathly silence over there, but I could hear the dripping sound of a leaking pipe, truly like a place haunted by a ghost in a horror movie. 　　Xunmei said she was in the factory. Could she be in here? I had a bad feeling. I no longer cared how gloomy and terrifying this place was. I called Xunmei's name again, but there was still no response. My heart sank to the bottom. 　　There was a faint light in the room. The iron door was ajar, and the dim light shone through. 　　I gently pushed it open, and the light suddenly became brighter, so bright that I couldn't open my eyes for a moment. 　　However, when I saw clearly, I will never forget Xunmei's appearance at that moment. 　　The beautiful woman in front of me was naked, lying limply on the ground, her soft and smooth body twitching slightly. There were water stains and the oil stains that were unique to factories everywhere on the floor. Xunmei's two long legs were wide open , as if they could not be closed. She was wearing a black short stocking on one foot, but the black stocking had dug her fleshy foot into the oil stains that were even blacker than the stocking. Her other white and soft foot was also covered with mud and dust. She was once an angel, but had fallen to earth. 　　Her once alluring genitals were no longer soft and delicate; her tender petals were swollen and engorged with blood, and her two plump, thick labia were now stretched open and fixed, with white semen mixed with streaks of blood gushing out from the deep orifice. The tender flesh of her anus swelled and contracted, and yellowish-white material, also mixed with blood, trembled and squeezed out. 　　Xunmei's head was obscured by her disheveled hair, and her once slender, white neck and beautiful face were no longer visible. Her body convulsed unconsciously, and her small, unstockinged foot's toes spasmed and clenched. One hand seemed to be hidden beneath her delicate body, while the other fell to the ground, her cell phone just an inch away. She seemed to be reaching for the phone, but even though it was so close, she was powerless to reach it. 　　My heart ached as if it were being torn apart. My mind went blank; I took a step forward, but my foot slipped, and I half-knelt on the ground. The pain jolted me awake, and I scrambled over to help Xunmei up. Seeing Xunmei's forehead soaked with sweat, her once bright and intelligent eyes now empty and lifeless , her pale face devoid of its former radiance, I hugged her tightly, screaming in anguish, "Ah…!" "Who? Who did this to you? I'll kill him! I'll kill him!" I held Xunmei's delicate body tightly, a surge of rage rising within me. 　　Xunmei finally came to her senses. She looked up, tears streaming down her face, staining her already somewhat dirty...

Two clear lines ran down her face.
"Husband, sob..." Xunmei's eyes were red and swollen, her cheeks were slightly bruised, and
a Her damp hair emitted a pungent stench of urine and semen.
I wiped the liquid from Xunmei's mouth with my sleeve, then wiped her face with a clean sleeve as well. Her
delicate and beautiful face reappeared, but it lacked its former radiance.
"Baby, tell me who did this to you?" I said coldly, my face ashen.
"I don't know. Four or five of them, masked, forcibly abducted me here, and then... and then..."
Xunmei couldn't continue.
"Bastard! Did you even see their faces?" My anger was about to explode; the flames of rage
burned fiercely in my chest.
"No, but... I feel like there's someone who's been bothering me all this time.
I recognize his voice, it's him!" Xunmei's voice rose slightly, perhaps from the emotional turmoil,
or perhaps from the strength that came with seeing me.
"I'll make him pay!" A chilling resentment escaped my lips. "
Daren, don't be like this, let's call the police." Xunmei looked at me with fear.
"Okay, let's call the police. I'll take you to the hospital first, then call the police." I
said, looking at her frightened eyes.
"No, no, no, I don't want to go to the hospital, I don't want to go like this. We have ointment at home, let's use the ointment!" Xunmei
said urgently, her face regaining some color from her agitation.
I didn't want to disobey her, so I picked her up and stood up. Xunmei's arms fell limply to her sides,
her whole body as weak as if she had no bones. Only her eyes regained some life; she looked at me tenderly.
At this moment, I was as tall as a mountain in her heart.
The sound of a shower came from the dormitory bathroom. I called my high school classmate who became a policeman, angrily
telling him about the incident. This classmate's name was Mei Gaohao; he was tall and strong, originally a sports school student, but
later became a beat cop due to family connections.
Mei Gaohao came with two other policemen, who were probably much more senior than him, and
he had no say in the matter. He was quite indignant, but didn't complain, only saying that this matter involved
his classmate, so he asked the two officers for their help.
The two officers were quite serious; they first asked Xunmei some questions, and then personally went to investigate the abandoned factory, which
I accompanied them.
When I returned, it was already past 11 pm. I called Mengchan and told her that I was too busy tonight and
wouldn't be coming home. Mengchan generously said okay, and told me to take care of myself. I felt a little ashamed, but
that was the only way I could lie to her now.
Xunmei had washed herself thoroughly, though she still had some bruises. I had her undress completely
, then gently applied a cool ointment to her body.
When my fingers touched the swollen areas in her genitals, her delicate body trembled slightly. Her two jade-like hands
clenched into small fists, nestled between her large, full breasts. Her two tender white feet, whether from pain or the tingling
sensation, had all ten toes curled into silkworm-like shapes, the soles of her feet forming adorable wrinkles.
After applying the ointment, I gently helped Xunmei put on her pajamas, and then we sat on the bed, embracing each other. I kissed her hair, forehead, cheeks, and lips
again and again , feeling tenderness and love for her; my heart was
touched by her.
"Knock, knock, knock," a rapid knocking sounded at the door. I quickly stopped what I was doing and dressed.
I thought the police had come again, so I hurriedly opened the door. What greeted my eyes was a face streaked with tears—
my wife's face!
My wife's eyes were filled with anger, jealousy, sadness, and hatred. I didn't dare meet her gaze,
unsure whether to let her in or just stand there.
"You said you had to work overtime? Oh, so you came here to work overtime with your lover. How could you be so shameless!
If Mengjuan hadn't passed by your company and said there wasn't a single light on, I wouldn't have known you'd lied to me,"
Mengchan said, heartbroken.
"I was almost ready to agree to your relationship with her last time, but you said you'd break it off. I was so touched by your words about thinking of
the family , of me, and of the children. But you've come back to have an affair with her behind my back. Is this
meaningful? Is this meaningful? You've lied to me time and time again, I…" Mengchan clutched her chest, tears
streaming down her face again. She swayed, almost falling. I quickly reached out to support her, but she slapped my hand away.
I was annoyed with my sister-in-law, Mengjuan. When did she become such a blabbermouth? Wasn't she supposed to be going somewhere else?
Had she gone to the bookstore again?
At this moment, Xunmei, barefoot, got off the bed, grabbed Mengchan's hand, and before she could speak, tears were already streaming
down her face .
"Mengchan, can you listen to me? After you listen to me, you can hit me or scold me as you please. I
won't look for Daren anymore. After all, you are husband and wife, and I understand." Perhaps stunned by Xunmei's sorrowful eyes
, or perhaps moved by pity for the bruises on Xunmei's face, Mengchan, who was usually unforgiving, actually
nodded .
The three of us went into the room. Mengchan and Xunmei sat on the bed. I picked up the trousers on the rack,
took out a cigarette from my pocket, and lit it—a cigarette I usually don't even smoke. The clouds rolled and unrolled, and through the smoke, I looked at
the two beauties on the bed. They were two heartbroken beauties, their hearts both belonging to the same man. And that man
was me, but I was also the one who broke the hearts of two women.
Xunmei told Mengchan about her unfortunate experiences, including how she had offered herself up to a sugar daddy three years ago so I could go abroad
, how I had misunderstood her, the several separations we had gone through, how she had endured those two years,
and how she had been raped by five men. She broke down in tears as she recounted her heartbreaking story.
My wife, Mengchan, was kind-hearted by nature; she hadn't expected Xunmei to have gone through such a ordeal. She comforted Mengchan, holding
her head, and also burst into tears.
"Husband, I forgive you," Mengchan said, tears still on her face, pulling my hand and gesturing for me to kneel by the bed.
She gestured for me to kiss her.
I was deeply moved. My beloved wife was so understanding, so willing to endure so much hardship; what more could I say? I
could only kiss her deeply to express my gratitude.
"Honey, kiss Xunmei too. She's so pitiful, it breaks my heart to hear about her," Mengchan
said, her voice tinged with sorrow, expressing her sympathy for Xunmei.
I looked at my wife awkwardly, a little embarrassed to kiss Xunmei in front of her. Xunmei blushed deeply,
her two delicate hands clutching the sheets, looking at me with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. Not wanting to hurt her feelings, I quickly
lifted her head and kissed her too, just on the cheek.
My wife, Mengchan, suddenly embraced both of our heads, sticking out her pink tongue to kiss this one
and that one. I was surprised by her sudden acceptance of Xunmei, but also overjoyed.
I hesitated, wondering what to do that night—should I stay with Xunmei or go back with Mengchan?
My wife , Mengchan, seemed to sense my thoughts and generously said she would go back first, letting me stay with Xunmei that night.
Xunmei quickly said, "No, no, no, I must go back with you."
Xunmei ultimately couldn't win against Mengchan. In the end, Xunmei and I both saw Mengchan off to the Audi, the car
my mother-in-law, Mingyue, often drove. Watching the Audi drive away, I felt a pang of reluctance. I was gradually falling in love with the
wife I had already fallen for. If it was gratitude before, what kind of love was it now? I was even less sure. But for
her so easily giving me to her rival, I felt a mix of joy and indescribable emotion, perhaps
the opposite of joy.
"Honey, I can really be with you now. I'm so happy!" Xunmei hugged me, burying her face
in my chest.
The night was beautiful, the sky dotted with stars. Xunmei and I embraced under the beautiful night sky as we walked into
the room, leaving behind the endless chirping of crickets.
"Wife, are you home yet?" I called, not wanting to neglect Mengchan.
"Honey, spend time with Xunmei," Mengchan said gently.
"Honey, if I do 'that' with Xunmei, will you be angry?" I wanted to tease my wife. Tonight, I definitely
couldn't have sex with Xunmei; all three of her mouths were injured to varying degrees, and I felt so sorry for her.
"Honey, to be honest, it hurts, but seeing Xunmei like this, I feel I shouldn't feel
that way . Do you understand how I feel now?" Mengchan's words were tinged with sadness and self-pity.
I felt a pang of heartache. My wife had agreed to let me share all her love with another person; how could she not feel pain?
Love is selfish, love is exclusive, but my wife's love was all-encompassing.
"Honey, I now approve of you having sex with Xunmei." Mengchan adjusted her tone, speaking cheerfully.
"Silly girl, Xunmei's injuries haven't healed yet, how can we have sex? I'm here to take care of her today
. Will you be used to sleeping alone?" I could tell Mengchan was forcing a smile, and my heart ached for her.
Xunmei, nestled in my arms, listened quietly to my conversation with Mengchan. Like a kitten, she pricked up her ears,
intently listening to the conversation, afraid that my presence might upset Mengchan.
I gently kissed her hair to reassure her.
"Honey, I miss you so much, but I can manage for one more night," Mengchan said
softly, a hint of reluctance in her voice, though I could tell she wasn't upset.
"Well, wife, I'm hanging up now, goodnight!" I made a kissing gesture, giving her a light peck.
"Smack," came a sweet kiss from Mengchan on the other end of the line, followed by, "Goodnight, honey!"
I only put my phone down after hearing her hang up first.
"Honey, let's sleep," Xunmei said, burying her head under my armpit, soon followed by soft breathing.
But I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. That man with the floral collar—I'll make sure he goes to jail. I tenderly stroked
Xunmei's soft, delicate body. She had been ravaged like this today, the worst I had ever seen. I gritted my teeth while simultaneously
showering her with tenderness; it truly pained my face. I didn't fall into a light sleep until dawn.
When I woke up in the morning, I asked Xunmei to take three days off from her company, and I also took three days off myself. I wanted to spend those
three days with her and comfort her.
When I opened the bedroom door, I saw my wife, Mengchan, dozing in the doorway. A small
basket , filled with delicious soy milk, steamed buns, and other breakfast items.
"Girl, you're here so early!" I happily hugged her head and kissed her.
"Honey, I bought breakfast for Xunmei. You two eat together; I already ate," Mengchan
said , carrying the basket inside.
"Girl, why didn't you knock earlier?" I affectionately patted her head.
"Haha, I was afraid of seeing you two disheveled. Tell me, did you and Xunmei make love last night
?" Mengchan gently tugged at my ear and asked playfully.
"Wife, please be gentle. Without your permission, I wouldn't dare touch your sister Xunmei's body at all
!" I pretended to cooperate with Mengchan and said ingratiatingly.
"Hmph, when have you ever asked for my opinion? Every time you act first and ask later. But, I forgive you
, my good husband, come and eat with us." Mengchan released my ear and took
out .
"Mengchan, thank you!" Xunmei's eyes were red and she was about to cry.
"Sister Xunmei, don't cry anymore. If you cry, your face won't look good, and that big bad wolf
will feel sorry for you." Mengchan teased.
"Mengchan, I really don't know what to say. I'm so touched that you treat me like this!" Xunmei's
watery eyes still shed tears.
"Oh dear, why are you really crying? By the way, Sister Xunmei, you can call me 'Little Girl' from now on!" Mengchan
gently wiped away Xunmei's tears, comforting her.
"Then don't call me Sister Xunmei, just call me Sister." Xunmei smiled, her face radiant with tears, like a pear blossom
in the spring sunshine.
"Okay, okay! I want a sister too." Mengchan was very happy, snuggling joyfully into Xunmei's arms.
Xunmei gently stroked Mengchan's soft hair like a mother, her face beaming with a maternal smile.
"Pop!" A crisp sound rang out, and Xunmei's face turned bright red. It turned out that Mengchan had kissed Xunmei
's lips when she wasn't looking. This erotic scene had actually happened between my two women.
"Hehe! Sister, you've never been kissed by a woman before, have you? It tasted good, didn't it, hehe..." Mengchan laughed until her stomach
hurt, clutching her stomach but still laughing non-stop.
Xunmei blushed crimson, gently patting Mengchan's arm and saying, "You naughty little devil!"
Watching the two beauties giggle, the gloom in my heart lessened slightly.
"I'm full, honey. You stay with Xunmei for a bit, I'm going to the police station." I kissed both
girls ' cheeks and left this unusually cozy house.
At the police station, the officers said they were still investigating and told me to go home and wait. I had no choice but to ask
Mei Gaohao . Mei Gaohao told me to come back in a week.
A week passed quickly, and Xunmei had recovered considerably, both physically and mentally. However, I still picked her up and
dropped her off from work in Mengchan's Lexus. My family thought I had changed and was starting to accept their
gifts. My in-laws smiled, but I knew the meaning behind their eyes: "
You've always rejected us, haven't you? In the end, you're still using our things. You're definitely going to be a live-in son-in-law."
I called Mei Gaohao beforehand to ask about the situation, but the conversation over the phone was unclear. I had no choice but
to drive to the police station.
Mei Gaohao secretly told me that the case had been solved, but it had been suppressed by higher-ups. Apparently, the
ringleader had a powerful background.
I was furious. I went into the station chief's office and angrily questioned him, asking why they hadn't arrested him when they had
clearly him.
The short, fat, bald-headed station chief played games with me, saying the case involved high-level secrets and
needed further investigation. In the end, it seemed as if Xunmei's gang rape was her own fault, and he even harshly
accused me of obstructing official business. Then, pointing at two black-clad thugs, he dragged me out.
I was filled with hatred—hatred for this bald-headed thug who took the people's taxes but didn't serve them, and for his
gang of lackeys. I even cursed my classmate, though only in my heart.
Next, I used every connection I could, even considering writing to the newspaper and higher-level
departments. But I received warnings from a group of unknown individuals.
Perhaps unable to bear my persistent harassment, the police station finally closed the case.
The other four were brought to justice, but the ringleader, a man in a floral collar, only paid compensation and remained at large.
The matter was dropped, but a thorn lingered in my heart.
July was scorching hot. Women on the street strolled and
shopped under parasols, wearing light summer clothes, their fragrance attracting envious glances.
I held a parasol slightly larger than usual, holding Xunmei's hand with my left and Mengchan's arm with my right. The three of us
walked side-by-side down the street, envious stares following us.
I stood outside a lingerie store waiting for the two beauties; my wife's happy laughter could be faintly heard through the glass doors. This
was the first time the three of us had walked together on the street.
During this time, Xunmei and I did have sex, but we always secretly avoided Mengchan, otherwise it would have been really
awkward. I also became even more affectionate towards my wife. At home, I helped her cook, water the plants, and sometimes even
washed her underwear. I spoiled Mengchan like a princess, having everything done for her. However, she wouldn't
make things difficult for me in front of others; she just behaved quite unusually during sex.
My parents-in-law were very happy to see how loving we were and praised Mengchan for her good taste in choosing such a
good son-in-law. But my sister-in-law, Mengjuan, was always sullen. She often spaced out now, sometimes her gaze would
follow me, sometimes she would secretly look at her sister. She was like a shadow in this house.
I deliberately kept my distance from Mengjuan. She looked exactly like Mengchan, and I was really afraid that I would
mistake her for Mengchan one day, and then it would be all over. So I always greeted her politely, and when I expressed concern, I kept it within the bounds of propriety
, never crossing any lines.
The two women strolled happily through the streets, and I could only follow along, carrying their purchases
. Mengchan bought several items for Xunmei, but Mengchan now used money I provided; she no longer
needed to take money from her parents. Seeing their joyful expressions filled me with happiness.
I was not only their porter but also their driver. The two women chatted intimately in the back seat, while I,
in the driver's seat, occasionally stole glances at their close, best-friend-like interactions, feeling quite content.
Mengchan invited Xunmei to our house for dinner, wanting to cook a special meal for her close
friend. Xunmei, unable to refuse, shyly agreed.
As we carried bags of clothes, fruit, vegetables, fish, and meat into the house, Mengjuan came
downstairs. When she saw Xunmei, she was astonished, looking incredulous. I smiled at her and
said, "Xunmei is visiting; we must treat her well."
Xunmei quickly pulled Mengjuan over and started talking to her. Xunmei seemed like she was visiting her in-laws' house for the first time,
cautiously speaking to the girl who was three years younger than her.
Mengchan and I were busy in the kitchen; I was the head chef, and she was helping out. Xunmei wanted to help, but Mengchan insisted on pushing
her away, saying, "Guests should act like guests. Sister, you just need to sit.
" There were seven dishes on the table. I made shredded pork with garlic sauce, crispy fried golden shrimp, honey-glazed spare ribs, and
a clear meatball soup. This soup deserves special mention: the pale green spinach meatballs, the warm pearl-colored
chicken meatballs, and the light pink pumpkin meatballs, when put together, resembled the three of us—Mengchan, Xunmei, and me.
A unique aroma and flavor wafted over, and the three of us—Mengchan, Xunmei, and I—smiled at each other; warmth was all in that bowl of soup
.
Mengchan made a plate of boiled sliced pork, a plate of scrambled eggs with chives, and steamed cucumber fish. Her cooking skills weren't great,
so she only chose to cook her signature dishes. Like a child, she longed for praise, especially hoping
Xunmei would compliment her cooking.
My parents-in-law weren't home as usual on Saturday, so we young people enjoyed our meal even more.
In the afternoon, the four of us got together to play mahjong. My wife Mengchan and I were opposite each other, Xunmei was to my left,
and my sister-in-law Mengjuan was to my right. My hand was terrible, but Xunmei kept giving me good cards, which annoyed Mengchan, who kept scolding me.
I chuckled and quickly discarded my good cards. After playing all afternoon, Mengchan, Xunmei, and I were locked in a fierce battle,
while my sister-in-law Mengjuan reaped the benefits. However, the losers were overjoyed, while the winners were sullen.
I thought Mengjuan was just too introverted and didn't think much of it.
The afternoon sun wasn't strong. Mengchan, carrying a watering can, called Xunmei to help water the flowers.
Watering flowers was Mengchan's favorite chore. When she was happy, she would put one hand on her hip, her little heels trembling to the music—it was incredibly cute
. I loved watching her like that.
Xunmei helped her water the flowers and clear the weeds. I quickly grabbed a few rubber gloves from the room;
I didn't want my two wives to hurt their little hands while weeding.
I kept making a fuss around them, which made the two beauties scold me for being a bad guy. We laughed and played around
, seemingly neglecting my sister-in-law. I quickly went up to call her to join in.
Mengjuan, however, ran away. She used to always shyly agree, but now she seemed much colder towards me.
I was a little confused; these past few months, my sister-in-law seemed to have become increasingly withdrawn.
That evening, before my parents-in-law returned, Xunmei wanted to go home. After all, her current situation is quite awkward.
Although Mengchan and I both wanted her to stay the night, she kept refusing. When I was about to take Xunmei back to her
dorm , Mengchan's eyes lit up, and she wanted to come along too. I had no choice but to let her have her way.
Xunmei's dorm.
"Honey, I want to see you and my sister make love. Is that okay? I'm really curious if you two
make love like you and me usually do." Mengchan said shyly, but her eyes were sparkling with excitement.
"Girl, do you really want to see?" I had actually wanted to have a threesome with both of them for a long time, but I had never dared to
ask . My wife Mengchan had already been very generous by agreeing to my relationship with Xunmei. If I made any other
requests, wouldn't I be too presumptuous?
Now that Mengchan seemed to be interested, I was more than happy to oblige.
"Chan'er, let's not. It's too embarrassing." Xunmei's face was flushed, and she was too shy to look at me. Xunmei
didn't call Mengchan "little girl," probably because she thought only I could use that term.
"Honey, I'll call home right now and say we're staying at a hotel. They should understand, hehe!"
Mengchan said, picking up the phone and dialing home.
Mengjuan answered, and I only heard her mechanically agree before hanging up.
That evening, my wife said she wasn't going to shower; she wanted to play something exciting. Today, she was wearing a knee-length sundress, and
beneath the light pink dress, her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings wore black patent leather
high heels . She looked every bit the queen. Did Mengchan want to play the queen game? We've been playing this
game a lot lately; sometimes she trains me, sometimes I train her. After a few tries, we both know
each other 's limits, so we control ourselves well, and I've slowly come to enjoy it.
But with Xunmei around, can we still play like this? If Xunmei saw her beloved lying on the bed like a puppy
, wagging its tail and begging for mercy while her wife patted its bottom, what would she think? Would she look down on me? I felt a surge
of anxiety.
Xunmei was still in the bathroom, the sound of running water filling the air. I wished that sound could go on forever
rather have Xunmei see my disheveled state.
Mengchan was already naked, but I was still fully dressed. Then Xunmei emerged from the bathroom, draped in a bath towel, truly
a woman who had stepped out of a painting. Her hair was piled high, her eyebrows delicate and arched. The most striking feature was her gentle lowering of her head, like a water
lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze.
My eyes lit up; a beauty emerging from the bath possessed a unique beauty,
incomparable .
Mengchan's jaw nearly dropped when she saw me, and she let out a soft "humph," which snapped me out of my daze. Xunmei
chuckled, lowering her head to play with her hair, which flowed like ink, a truly freehand style.
"Sister, you're so beautiful, your husband is almost mesmerized." Mengchan was also mesmerized; Xunmei's beauty was otherworldly
.
"Baby, come sit here." I couldn't help but call her "baby."
My wife Mengchan was extremely jealous and pinched me hard. Even through my jeans, it still
hurt quite a bit.
"Wife, you're the big baby, and she's the little baby, is that okay?" I quickly tried to salvage the situation.
"No, I'm the little baby, and you're the big baby. People usually love the younger one more, so I want the little baby."
Mengchan persisted, pulling my hand forcefully.
"Okay, okay, you're my little baby, my darling." I tickled my wife, making her breasts heave and
her waist tremble.
"Giggle, husband, ah, no more, giggle!" Mengchan laughed so hard she could barely breathe, and could only beg for mercy.
After calming down, Mengchan asked Xunmei to sit next to her. Actually, Xunmei and I are at a disadvantage in front of Mengchan
because we both feel guilty towards her. So, in bed, she takes the lead, and we cooperate.
"Sister, I'm going to do something weird later, don't be angry! I'll take your husband's knife first,
so you can prepare, hehe!" Mengchan said mischievously, like a child.
"Husband, from now on, I'm the daughter, and you're the father, the bastard father!" Mengchan was about to start playing
the queen game again. My heart skipped a beat, and I was even more worried that Xunmei would see. I hesitated .
"Bastard father, kneel down! Kneel on the floor!" The queen commanded, but as a slave, I found it hard to obey. 　　"Slap!" A slap landed on my face. The movement was light, but my face felt burning. Being slapped in front of outsiders, I lost all face. I quickly glanced at Xunmei, and then knelt down as instructed. 　　I saw Xunmei's mouth agape in an "O" shape. She felt a pang of sympathy for me and wanted to plead with Mengchan, but seeing that I had actually knelt down, she held back. 　　"Sister, are you shocked? Hehe, it's alright, your husband can handle it." Mengchan said, having already taken off her high heels, and then stretched her stockinged feet in front of me. The slightly blackened toes of the stockings had a strong, pungent , but in my nose, it transformed into female hormones. Hormones surged, and I quickly stuck out my tongue, gently licking it. 　　The toes were slightly damp; the smell of sweat and leather mixed with the woman's fragrance penetrated deep into my taste buds. I sniffed, licked, and nibbled with fascination, not daring to look at Xunmei's face. 　　But Mengchan's words came clearly: "Sister, do you think our husband is shameless? He likes to lick women 's feet, and he eats them with such relish. It's like only a puppy does that, don't you think, sister?" "Uh,"

"Da Ren seems to really like kissing feet. Just assume he loves you, don't treat him like that." Xunmei felt a little sorry for him and
pleaded for him.
"Hehe! Sister is right, but my husband is starting to get a little perverted. He
gets maybe he caught it from me. Hehe! Sister, don't mind, we're just playing a game, but
I wouldn't dare go too far. You don't know, last time my husband punished me." Mengchan then
told how I threw her into the milk pool.
Xunmei laughed and said, "You brought this on yourself, but Da Ren went too far.
Were you hurt?" "No, but it scared me, I'm still scared thinking about it." Mengchan patted her chest, pretending to be
scared.
"Honey, stop licking. It's so boring with just the two of us. Since you like
my feet, I'll give you a handjob. But when I give you a handjob, you have to suck my
cock!" Mengchan had quite a few mischievous ideas. Xunmei
nodded shyly, and I was also very much looking forward to it.
Mengchan gestured for me to lie on the bed, and then she lay face down on my feet, her little feet just reaching
my crotch. I immediately unbuckled my belt, took out my already hard penis, and
clamped , then gently moved it up and down.
Since Mengchan was lying face down on the bed, the soles of her feet were facing me. Through the thin flesh-colored stockings,
I could see the clear veins on her soles, and her ten toes were cutely squeezed together, like ten good babies
lying together sleeping. Soft little feet, through stockings, pressed against my penis, whose pubic hair had been shaved by Mengchan. The friction between the stockings and the surface of my
penis aroused a desire to ejaculate, which I quickly suppressed. Afraid of embarrassing myself in front of these two beauties,
I've always been susceptible to their beautiful little feet.
"Sister, what are you standing there for? Go lick your husband's penis!" Mengchan urged, seeing Xunmei still standing
there motionless.
Xunmei was a little embarrassed, but seeing our harmonious scene, she probably longed for it too.
Xunmei gently placed her jade-like hand on Mengchan's foot, then slightly opened her mouth. My penis immediately entered her
warm, wet mouth. Her beautiful hair cascaded down, making my lower abdomen itch. My
penis emerged from Mengchan's toes and instantly disappeared into Xunmei's mouth, a section of its skin appearing and disappearing between
her little feet and mouth. Experiencing my wife's tiny feet and my lover's sweet lips was truly enviable. My whole body
was tingling with pleasure, only my penis desperately trying to hold back, hoping this surging pleasure would last forever. However, the allure of
two beauties wasn't simply 1 plus 1, but multiplied. In less than ten minutes, I
ejaculated wildly.
The sudden release of semen choked Xunmei's trachea, causing the beauty to cough incessantly. I
gently patted her back through the white bath towel.
"Hehe, sister, your husband's semen is plentiful, and it tastes delicious." Saying this, I got up and
licked the semen off my feet into my mouth.
My wife, Mengchan, pouted, wanting to kiss Xunmei. I had experienced this scene vividly before; Mengchan's
mouth was definitely filled with my semen, and she wanted to kiss Xunmei now. Xunmei
also noticed that Mengchan wanted to kiss her. She was somewhat unwilling, but couldn't refuse, and could only watch helplessly as
Mengchan pressed her lips to hers.
"Ugh..." I saw that Xunmei's little mouth had been forced open by Mengchan. Xunmei's eyes were closed, and her snow-white cheeks
were constantly writhing, as if trying to expel Mengchan's little tongue from her body. But she was the embodiment of a gentle goddess,
how could she resist the domineering queen?
Xunmei swallowed hard, she was being forced to eat his essence! Xunmei made some "ugh"
sounds, but I didn't know if she was trying to speak or if it was just an instinctive resistance.
Gradually, I saw Xunmei also take the initiative, their two little tongues intertwined, and through the gap between their little mouths,
I could vaguely see their tongues moving back and forth.
Xunmei's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were hazy, and her jade hands unconsciously grasped Mengchan's perky breasts. Mengchan
's face was domineering and wild, her little mouth was already squeezed out of shape, her hands were holding Xunmei
's head tightly, and her own head was also turning from side to side, as if trying to screw the little mouth down like a screw.
Watching them kiss was incredibly arousing, and my already erect penis became hard again. But there was no
use for my skills; the two beauties started playing "lesbian" games, and I could only use my hands to touch one's breasts and
the other 's plump buttocks. It wasn't bad either; I was having a good time myself.
The beauties' kissing drama finally came to an end, and we were finally about to enter the battle of love.
I first picked up Mengchan, letting her wet, luscious vulva sit on my erect penis, then stood up and
held repeatedly lifting her up and down.
She was like a child being held up by her father's buttocks, tossed into the air, and caught with her hands. Except she
wasn't a child, because her hole was covered by her man's penis. She cried out in ecstasy, her jade legs hanging on my
wrist rubbing against my arm, rolling up and down her flesh-colored stockings to her ankles.
The two long, transparent stockings gradually became so that only the tops were on my penis, the rest hanging down
below. As I tossed my wife's jade-like buttocks into my arms, two thin strands of silk fluttered, like
a dancer at a royal banquet in ancient times, gracefully waving her long sleeves—a posture
even more like Chang'e flying to the moon. Xunmei stared in disbelief at our unrestrained intercourse. Such a position? She had never tried it with me before. She felt
a mixture of envy and, more than anything, shyness and anticipation.
Finally, I ejaculated inside Mengchan. Mengchan told me to lie down and then used her tongue to clean up
the semen clinging to me.
"Husband, don't neglect your sister. Go comfort your darling lover," Mengchan said, swallowing her semen
before urging me to go and take care of Xunmei.
Xunmei hesitantly removed her towel, revealing her voluptuous and graceful figure, her tender flesh delicate, her curves beautiful, her
breasts soaring high, radiating a captivating and alluring glow. I looked at her countless times, never tiring of the sight.
Xunmei obediently stuck out her plump buttocks, revealing her bright red anus in every detail, which stirred a wave of desire within me.
"Girl, do you think my darling's asshole is pretty? Why don't you lick it for her? I want to insert it here first."
I had already experienced the wonder of this place, and I wanted my increasingly lewd wife to try it too.
As expected, Mengchan's interest was greatly aroused. Her pink tongue gently moistened Xunmei's concave anus,
which unable to resist the tingling sensation, squirmed in and out slightly. This aroused Mengchan's lust. She actually pried open
Xunmei's anus with both hands, used her fingers to spread open the tightly closed vulva, then spat several mouthfuls of saliva on it, and used her fingers
to insert the saliva into the anus.
"Ugh..." Xunmei's eyes were closed, and she involuntarily let out a soft moan.
Mengchan spat until her mouth was dry before stopping. But the anus was like a bottomless pit;
no matter how much saliva you spat, it would still absorb it.
With a "smack," Mengchan habitually slapped Xunmei's buttocks. Unexpectedly, Xunmei was unaware of
this habit and suddenly cried out "Ah!" The sound was so loud that it was comparable to Mengchan's orgasmic moan.
Xunmei was extremely ashamed and buried her face in her hands.
"Sister's asshole is so cute, it even eats my saliva, it's so fun to swallow and spit it out."
Mengchan stuck out her tongue and licked it for a while before stopping.
After being neglected for so long, I finally had a chance to penetrate that cute anus. The layers of fleshy folds gripped
my penis tightly, this narrow opening was so wonderful, the rhythmic warm and tender flesh tightly holding my cock, but my
thrusting was not difficult, because the hole was already filled with my wife's saliva.
Mengchan's interest was attracted by the swaying huge breasts, she praised them, saying that these breasts were
like a cow's, how could they be so big. Xunmei kept her eyes closed, pretending not to hear these shameful words.
Mengchan could only hold one of the large breasts with both hands, the breasts were soft and tender, Mengchan squeezed and kneaded them with her hands, as happy as
a child playing with a water-filled balloon. Those two scarlet points tantalized Mengchan's soul, and Mengchan couldn't help
but gently kiss and lick those beautiful nipples.
Under our thrusting and caresses, Xunmei was beyond endurance. One of her delicate hands
gripped the pillowcase tightly, wave after wave of orgasm washing over her. Her juices flowed down her smooth, white legs onto
the snow-white bed, soaking the sheets.
I had Xunmei turn over, her legs straddling my knees, then she lay face down,
her large, soft breasts pressed between us, forming large discs. I
held , while her hands rested on my shoulders, her head nestled against my neck and shoulders.
I thrust my lower abdomen up and down, and Xunmei's hips rose and fell in rhythm. We reveled in pleasure,
a pleasure of body and soul. Xunmei unconsciously kissed my shoulder, letting out deep, joyful cries.
Mengchan, however, grabbed my toes and nibbled on them. I was deeply moved; marrying Mengchan
was truly a blessing from my past life.
Xunmei and I reached our climax simultaneously, but Mengchan, like a cat smelling fish, crawled over and kissed
the fluids we left behind with her small mouth. Then she transferred them to Xunmei's mouth, forcing her to swallow. The three of us embraced and
kissed, and I ate the remaining fluids in their mouths—Mengchan's, Xunmei's, and my own.
Night deepened, and all was quiet. The three of us shared a bed and blankets, falling asleep in each other's arms.
Time can deepen what is deep, and it can also make shallow things shallower. Time tells us that
love must grow with time, because the best love resides in the deepest recesses of time.
I thought Mengchan, Xunmei, and I would continue to be happy like this forever, but happy times are always fleeting.
This happy time nurtured a unique love between the three of us, but that fleeting time was shattered by my high school reunion.
Ever since I attended that high school reunion, a knot had been tied in my heart. And
the hatred that was almost erased by happiness grew stronger.
October 1st, National Day. On this day of universal celebration, we held our high school reunion. Originally, I
wanted to bring Mengchan and Xunmei along, but then I thought that bringing either of them would leave the other feeling neglected.
Besides, my wife is kept hidden at home, like a treasure I don't flaunt; I have this twisted possessiveness about her. So, in the end,
I didn't bring them.
Men and women gathered together, most of them about four years older than me. My nickname "child prodigy" wasn't given lightly;
I skipped grades repeatedly, so I was the youngest among them. Surprisingly, most of the people who came didn't bring their families.
Some drove luxury cars, others just a Santana. But most came by taxi. After not seeing them for several years, my classmates
' social status had changed significantly.
I came with Mei Gaohao, and we arrived quite late. We got stuck in traffic for a long time;
so many people were driving on the first day of the National Day holiday.
Mei Gaohao and I had to punish ourselves with three drinks. I'm not a big drinker, and this liquor was quite strong; I drank it
rather quickly, so my head started to spin. Mei Gaohao, however, was completely fine, looking energetic.
"Sigh, nowadays all the rich people are keeping mistresses, unlike me, I don't even have a wife," classmate
A complained.
"So what if you have a wife? My wife is like a shrew, not only is she ugly, but her temper
is unbearable ," classmate B chimed in.
"What good is a pretty wife if she cheats on you without you even knowing," classmate C sighed.
"Did your wife cheat on you?" everyone teased.
"Hehe, it wasn't me. I heard it from a friend. He said his boss's only son raped
someone, but got away with it. He just paid some money to settle it," classmate C said resentfully, like a sour grapes.
"Isn't it about infidelity? How did it turn into rape?" classmate A asked suspiciously.
"You don't know? A beautiful woman personally went to that rich guy to seduce her husband's lover,"
classmate C said mysteriously.
"But this beautiful woman didn't cheat. If we're talking about infidelity, maybe the lover did, but this doesn't count as infidelity
," classmate B asked curiously.
"Hehe, you guys don't know, do you? That young master seems to be the beauty's classmate.
He used to pursue her and thought he had a chance to seduce her through this deal, but the beauty absolutely refused.
Finally the beauty showed him a picture of her rival, and it turned out the rival was even prettier than her.
So that young master used the address and phone number the beauty provided to harass the rival." Classmate C, pleased with himself for
having piqued everyone's interest, took a sip of water, his mouth dry.
Although I was still half-asleep, I felt like I knew the person Classmate C was talking about very well.
I started listening intently.
"Did that beauty end up with that young master? What about the rival? What happened to the rival?" Classmate
B asked impatiently.
"Haha, that young master couldn't control his lust and found four men to rape the rival.
Damn it, all the good cunts are being fucked by dogs." Classmate C still looked resentful.
My head was buzzing. Was he talking about Xunmei being raped? I looked at
Mei Gaohao , and he looked at me with pity in his eyes.
I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, wanting to confirm if they were talking about Xunmei, but also afraid they really
were . I clenched my fists, trying to suppress my emotions.
"Afterwards, the beauty's husband wanted to avenge the rival, but
even a cornered dog will jump over the wall. Although the young master had connections, he couldn't withstand the relentless pursuit. In the end, he could only use those four accomplices as
shields ." Classmate C continued.
My temples were throbbing, and a surge of anger and resentment was tightly
suppressed by my reason, but my heart was bleeding.
"You guys don't know, do you? That beauty knew something was wrong, so she rushed over to beg the young master not to tell anyone,
and in the end, she actually offered to sleep with him for a night!" Classmate C said with a mixture of jealousy and smugness.
Mengchan framed Xunmei? Mengchan offered to sleep with him?
My anger surged, and I stood up abruptly, but suddenly a surge of blood rushed through me, and then everything went dark. Before I passed out,
I thought I felt a mouthful of hot liquid coming out of my mouth, and the people around me seemed to scream and run.
But I didn't have time to identify what the hot liquid was. I just wanted to sleep, and if only I could fall asleep like this and
never wake up again, that was my only thought before I fainted.

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