Self-directed and self-acted

"How's this one?" I asked, pointing at the computer screen.
"How should I know?" Xiaoyun said, leaning against me.
"You still have to choose one with pictures and descriptions, otherwise you can't return it once you use it," I said with a mischievous grin.
Xiaoyun punched me lightly with her little pink fist and said, "You're so annoying! Add me on QQ and ask, are you satisfied now?"
"My good wife, but you should ask a few more, compare prices..."
"Of course." Xiaoyun said, typing on the keyboard to add friends.
"Thank you, my wife prepared a birthday present for me..." I said, giving Xiaoyun a big kiss on the cheek.
Xiaoyun didn't back down either, typing with one hand and reaching into my underwear with the other.

On Saturday, Xiaoyun and I drove to Xiaoyun's hometown. Xiaoyun sat next to me, not in a good mood. She had just had a phone call with her father-in-law, which turned out to be a fight. However, he has always been the head of the family, which made Xiaoyun's protests sound more like weak complaints.
"Dad, what do you mean..."
"There's no use keeping it. We already agreed to hand over the house next week..."
"Grandpa was a bit too hasty..." I said, reaching out to grasp Xiaoyun's hand.
After getting off the highway, Xiaoyun pointed out the way, and we drove to her old neighborhood. Judging from the building, it was probably built in the 1960s or 70s. The tall trees around it also proved that this residential area had been around for decades. When we drove downstairs, a man wearing a shirt with a plastic sign hanging on his chest was standing there. This must be the real estate agent from the company we had just spoken to on the phone.
"Actually, there's not much to see. Grandpa already had us get rid of the furniture and stuff..." the agent said as he went upstairs. I felt Xiaoyun holding my arm tighter.
The narrow staircase, the peeling paint, and the small advertisements pasted on the walls—it was a typical old building. The agent bent down and opened the door on the left side of the second floor and went inside. Xiaoyun and I followed closely behind.
Just as he said, upon entering the room, there was nothing but empty space and piles of dirt on the ground. The real estate agent said, "That's it... I still have to show someone another apartment, if..."
"Go ahead and do your work..." Xiaoyun had already gone into the living room on her own while we were talking.
"Just lock the door when you leave." He smiled at me and then turned and walked out.
"Smell... this room still smells like it used to." I walked to Xiaoyun's side, and she took my arm and said. I could smell a faint fragrance, but of course I couldn't remember if it had been there before, so I just gave a perfunctory reply.
Xiaoyun's fingertips touched the wall, and she pulled me around the living room, then the kitchen, the bathroom, her parents' bedroom, the guest room, and the storage room, sighing or smiling from time to time. Finally, she stopped in her own pink room, stood in the middle, looked around, and leaned close to me.
"What's wrong?" I asked, seeing a smile on Xiaoyun's face.
"I suddenly feel so happy to have my husband by my side."
"Really?" I asked with a smile.
"This is the home my parents built, and now I have my own home, and a husband who loves me and helps me build it. I feel so happy."
I hugged Xiaoyun, lifted her face, and kissed her deeply. Then I said, "Let's build it together for a lifetime."
Xiaoyun leaned against me, kissed me back, and laughed, "You really know how to make girls happy. Tell me the truth, how many have you fooled?"
"Not many, maybe a few dozen," I replied with a laugh.
"Tch... I don't believe it. With me here, would you even think about other women?"
Xiaoyun said with a laugh, swaying her hips and twisting her buttocks, walking seductively from beside me to the corner of the wall. She slowly lifted her skirt and then immediately put it down, turning her head to give me a flirtatious smile.

Xiaoyun seemed to attract me like a magnet. Then, as if she had discovered something, she suddenly squatted down in the corner.
I leaned against Xiaoyun, my hardening penis pressing against her back. I then realized that what Xiaoyun had been looking at was the carving on the wall. "What is that?" I asked.
"I'd forgotten..." Xiaoyun said, looking at the marks on the wall. Clearly, there used to be a shelf or something there. I leaned down to examine it closely; it was a heart, with "Yun" and "Feng" carved inside.
"My wife's secret love history..." I said, feeling even more excited.
Xiaoyun blushed and said, "What secret is there? I've already told you everything..."
Indeed, Xiaoyun had told me this story. This Feng was named Li Guofeng. He was the older brother of the two brothers next door, seven years older than her. Xiaoyun had always had a crush on this older brother next door. He was already married when she graduated from high school, but they eventually got married. During the summer after she was dumped by Li Weiyong, the senior who had cheated her out of her virginity, she had two one-night stands at home. One was with the boy who had confessed to her in high school, and the other was with her brother Guofeng.
Thinking about all this made my penis instantly hard. If Guofeng had asked Xiaoyun to be his mistress that summer, she definitely would have agreed, and I probably wouldn't have had the chance to meet her. Besides, his penis was huge. One year, I spent Chinese New Year at Xiaoyun's house, and the old man invited the neighbors to go to the hot springs. That was the first and only time I saw such a big penis. The two brothers each had a snake-like thing hanging down their sides, bigger than me when I was erect. Every time I think about Xiaoyun using such a thing, it excites me.
"Yun'er..." I whispered in her ear, full of desire, and lifted Xiaoyun's skirt with both hands, pulled down her panties, and inserted my hard penis.
"Mingyang... um..." I just inserted it directly. Xiaoyun twisted her body, but in the end, she just changed her position and braced her hands against the wall.
I fantasized about Xiaoyun and Guofeng's passionate lovemaking, how that huge penis would make Xiaoyun experience both pain and pleasure. As I thrust rapidly, Xiaoyun gradually got into the mood, moaning softly beneath me. I looked at the heart shape of Yun Aifeng peeking out from between Xiaoyun's fingers, and suddenly felt that I wasn't just having sex with my wife, but also stealing someone else's lover, giving me an indescribable sense of superiority. I guess all those who had slept with Xiaoyun felt the same sense of superiority after sleeping with my wife.
"Good wife... tell me how it felt when you made love with Guofeng." I asked excitedly, panting heavily.
"So big..." Xiaoyun was also aroused by answering such a shameful question, gripping my thighs tightly and shaking them.
"Tell your husband how big it is?" I said, thrusting hard, making Xiaoyun let out a soft scream.
"It was too dark to see, but it hurt a lot at first, and even when I reached the end, I didn't feel it touching my body... much bigger than my husband." Xiaoyun paused, turned to look at me, and added.
Xiaoyun's stimulation clearly had the desired effect. I thrust wildly and uncontrollably. Xiaoyun excitedly said, "Husband, scold me."
"You're just a slut who likes big dicks..." I wanted to say something else, but the intense pleasure seemed to accumulate in my glans. Xiaoyun must have felt my suddenly swollen penis. Her vagina tightened with each thrust, and the volcanic eruption was unstoppable. I locked Xiaoyun's waist with my arms and quickly shook twice, ejaculating pleasurably inside her.
"Honestly, it'll leak again in a minute..." Xiaoyun pulled out my penis, covered her vagina with one hand, bent down and cleaned my penis in her mouth, then stood up, took off her underwear and threw it to me before running out of the house.
I smiled, smelled Xiaoyun's underwear, pulled up my pants and put the underwear in my pocket, and walked out of the house. I saw Xiaoyun in the kitchen, one leg up on the sink, washing her genitals.
"What a sight. If Mom and Dad knew you were doing this in their kitchen..." I said with a laugh.
"Ugh..." Xiaoyun flicked the water mixed with my semen off my face.
"I haven't thanked my wife for her performance yet... I was too excited just now." I said, pressing Xiaoyun against the wall, my mouth to hers, and my hand rubbing her genitals.
"Mmm..."
"I know I was too fast just now..." I inserted two fingers into Xiaoyun's vagina, which was full of my semen, and said, "Good girl." "
Yun'er is not a good girl, but a slutty wife..." Xiaoyun pursed her lips and enjoyed the friction of my fingers, saying in a high-pitched voice.
"Is it exciting to have sex with men other than your husband..." I continued to ask Xiaoyun.
"Yes..." Xiaoyun answered in a long voice in my ear.
"Do you fantasize about other men when you have sex with your husband..." I inserted another finger and asked, bending the fingertip slightly.
"Yes..." Xiaoyun screamed and answered, her body going limp as she leaned against me, the lustful fluid from her vagina dripping down my arm and onto the ground.
I shook my hand, which was covered in semen, and lowered my head to clean her lower body with my mouth, just like Xiaoyun had done before. Xiaoyun touched my hair and said, "Thank you, husband."
"Let's have another round tonight, and then you can thank your husband. It's just a pity that we can't do it here and we have to go home," I said with a smile.
"I'm just afraid that my husband won't be able to handle it..." Xiaoyun smiled mischievously.
Xiaoyun dried herself off, then leaned against my arm like a little bird. We laughed and walked out of the room. Just as we were about to go downstairs, a man came up.
He was tall and thin, fair-skinned, with horny glasses, and looked to be in his thirties. He was wearing a blue striped shirt and carrying an old-fashioned briefcase.
"Brother Guofeng," I called out.
"Huh? Mingyang? Little sister?" Brother Guofeng's deep voice was full of surprise.
"Brother..." Xiaoyun called out affectionately, running over like a child and hugging him tightly. The wind that blew up her skirt revealed her bare bottom, which wasn't wearing underwear.
Guofeng seemed a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly, asking me, "Why did you come back?" "
Oh, it's because my father-in-law is planning to sell the house, and we took this last chance to come and take one last look, but the furniture has already been cleared out..." "
I heard about it too. Uncle and Aunt, you're really determined to leave. Are you going back?"
"We originally wanted to stay here for one night, but the house is empty... so we're preparing to go back."
"You've come all this way, why don't you come and see your brother..." Guofeng patted Xiaoyun's head like he was teasing a child and said, "Come on, stay until tomorrow. Stay for dinner tonight."
Guofeng is almost 1.9 meters tall, and although he's very thin, his arms were still quite strong when he put them around my shoulders, and he pulled us both back.
Xiaoyun looked at me, and I said, "Then we'll gladly accept."
Xiaoyun added, "Thank you for your trouble..."
"You caused so much trouble when you were a kid, are you afraid of causing a little more trouble now..." Guofeng said with a smile, taking out his key and opening the door next to him.

There were only two households living on the second floor. The two apartments on the right and in the middle belonged to Guofeng's family. Guofeng had been teaching at a university since graduation, so he hadn't moved.
We had thought the evening would be lively, but in the end, it was just the two of us and Sister Yating having dinner together. Guofeng had a class on Saturday night, and Guohua had something to do and didn't come home for dinner either. Guofeng's son is currently in his third year of junior high and lives at school, only coming home once every three weeks.
Sister Yating was in high spirits that evening, bringing out her homemade rice wine, and she, Xiaoyun, and I sang karaoke at home. I don't know how late we sang, but the effects of the rice wine gradually took hold; after only two small cups, I was already feeling the effects.
I leaned back on the sofa waiting for the alcohol to wear off, since I hadn't drunk much. I watched Xiaoyun holding the microphone and singing a duet with Sister Yating. Every now and then, Xiaoyun's body would move, lifting her skirt and revealing her completely exposed lower body. It was a pity that Guofeng didn't see this.
Sister Ya-ting sang and performed, seductively swaying her hips. Her loose tank top swayed with her movements, as if trying to reveal her secrets. Her short hot pants tightly hugged her plump buttocks, the edges taut against her fleshy thighs, naturally evoking thoughts of lust. After finishing a song, Sister Ya-ting handed the microphone to Xiao-yun, leaned back on the sofa, and asked me, "Want some more?"
"No, I've had too much..." I declined. Sister Ya-ting smiled, put one hand on the back of the sofa, propped herself up, and reached over me to get something. This action made her body block my view, and her tank top fell open with a large gap, revealing Sister Ya-ting from her breasts to her lower abdomen.
I smiled sheepishly at her. She smiled, poured herself a drink, and said, "Don't go to the wrong bathroom tonight. The bathroom is on your right after you come out of the guest room. The room in front of the guest room is the study. Guofeng usually reads or sleeps there. The bedroom is on the left inside, and Xiaobao's old room is on the right. Go further in and you'll find Guohua's room."
Sister Yating had just shown me her body, and then told me where she slept and that Guofeng didn't sleep with her at night. It was obvious she was trying to seduce me. Should I seize this opportunity? Guofeng had slept with Xiaoyun before, and now I'd be sleeping with his wife. Just as I was lost in thought, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Sister Yating placed her hand on my thigh, slightly tilting it inwards, and gently touched my testicles. Then she stretched and yawned, saying, "I think I've had a bit too much to drink. You guys have fun, I'm going to sleep."
"Sister, go to sleep...we're tired too," Xiaoyun said, turning off the TV.
Just as Yating entered the bedroom, we heard the sound of a door opening from the hallway. The sound gradually came from the inner room. A man walked in, paused for a moment upon seeing us, and said, "Xiaoyun? Mingyang?"
A tall, thin man with fair skin, but without glasses, walked in. At first glance, it was Guofeng, but there was something different.
"Brother Guohua..." Xiaoyun called out with a smile.
"What brings you here?" Guohua laughed, walking over and naturally hugging Xiaoyun, one hand on her bottom, but he quickly let go before she could react.
I also tried to get up, but the effects of the alcohol hadn't completely worn off, and my body was a little unsteady. I stood up, swayed, and sat back down on the sofa.
"What's wrong, Mingyang?" Guohua asked.
"Sister-in-law just gave us rice wine... Mingyang has never had it before."
Guohua looked at me with a meaningful smile and said, "Homemade rice wine is quite strong." As he spoke, the door opened and Guofeng walked in. "Sorry, sorry, I have a class tonight..."
"You go ahead with your work. Sister-in-law just sang with us..." I stood up and said.
"Brother, sister-in-law really got Mingyang drunk," Guohua said with a laugh.
"He'll be fine after a good night's sleep..." Guofeng added with a smile.
"Yeah, I'm completely dizzy, I'll probably fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow," I said.
"Get some rest, we can talk again tomorrow. I also need to grade some of my students' homework."
After saying goodnight, Xiaoyun and I went into the guest room. Xiaoyun drew the curtains and turned off the lights, plunging the room into complete darkness.
Lying in bed, my mind was a bit muddled. Yating's breasts floated into my mind. I recalled Yating's figure and couldn't help but fantasize about her naked body. She was somewhat thin, but her buttocks were full. What a lewd sight it would be if her fleshy thighs were spread open in front of me? Would there be scars on her lower abdomen? How wanton would a wife and mother be? As I was lost in thought in the darkness, Xiaoyun's hand groped my body. I shuddered, feeling as if I'd been caught in the act. Xiaoyun whispered in my ear, "You said you'd satisfy me tonight..."
She grabbed my hand and placed it on her body, from her chest down to her thighs. I didn't know when she had undressed completely. The image of Ya Ting hadn't faded from my mind, so I blurted out, "Do you know Ya Ting?"
"Why do you ask that?" Xiaoyun replied, making me realize that the question was a bit abrupt, especially at this moment.
"It just occurred to me..."
Xiaoyun paused and said, "Ya Ting also lives in this neighborhood. She was classmates with Guofeng, and they got married right after graduation."
"Oh..." So their history is that long. If I slept with her, I might be her second man. I wonder what it would feel like to have a vagina used by a guy like Guofeng for over ten years and having given birth to a child. My fantasies about Ya Ting made my penis gradually hard, and Xiaoyun's small hand groped and grasped it.
I guess the darkness weakened my senses. My wife was right beside me, yet I was thinking about another woman. I should tell Xiaoyun what happened earlier; maybe she'd let me do it. I pinched my thigh hard, cursing under my breath, "Stop trying to comfort yourself by thinking about cheating."
"Husband, you're not very hard..." Xiaoyun whispered, gently stroking my penis.
"I can't see anything..." I tried to banish Yating from my mind.
"Looks like I'll have to use some other techniques," Xiaoyun said playfully, breathing into my ear. "That time with Brother, it was in this room, on this bed, or rather, beside this bed."
Xiaoyun's words pulled me back from Yating's fantasy. I quickly asked, "Why beside the bed?"
"Otherwise, the sheets would get wet..." Xiaoyun's soft reply made my penis instantly swell.
I reached my hand towards Xiaoyun's genitals and said, "Aren't you afraid of getting the sheets wet now, you little slut?"
"I'm just afraid my husband isn't as good as you..." Xiaoyun said, speeding up her stroking of my penis. Her vagina became noticeably wetter, and there were sounds as my fingers went in and out.
"Can you handle his big cock?" I asked excitedly, inserting another finger into Xiaoyun's body.
"Like my husband, you used your hand on me for a long time first, and then you gently inserted it, but it was still a little uncomfortable."
"And then, you little slut?" I asked, reaching out with my other hand to rub her clitoris.
"I just knelt by the bed, and you kept thrusting in and out from behind. You did it for a long time, and I came every now and then. I don't even know how many times I came..." Xiaoyun whispered in my ear, one hand stroking my erect penis, and the other hand kneading my testicles.
Suddenly, there was a scraping sound from the doorknob. Xiaoyun and I both heard it and immediately stopped. With a soft click, the lock opened, and the door was slowly pushed open a crack. The hallway was dark, and the dim light illuminated a dark figure in the doorway. The figure's head was almost touching the doorframe. Guofeng was here again! A strong sense of excitement surged through me. This was completely unexpected. I never thought Guofeng would be so bold, daring to come even with me here. Maybe he thought I was drunk. Anyway, the figure had already entered the room, turned around, and quietly turned the doorknob to close the door again, plunging the room into darkness once more.
Xiaoyun gently shifted her body to lean against me, gripping my arm tightly with both hands. I gently patted Xiaoyun's hand.
The dark figure had completely lost its shape in the darkness, and I wasn't sure where it was. Suddenly, I felt a very light touch on my leg, and the hand immediately withdrew. Then I felt Xiaoyun's grip on my arm tighten; I guessed the hand had touched her leg.
He obviously couldn't see in the dark either, trying to distinguish between Xiaoyun and me. I heard a faint whimpering sound coming from Xiaoyun. I opened my eyes wide, but even so close, I couldn't see anything. Xiaoyun pinched me, letting me know that Guofeng was definitely doing something to her, but what did that mean? Was she asking me to save her, or was she begging for my permission?
The bed noticeably sank towards Xiaoyun; her body was lifted and moved. Guofeng was probably already on top of Xiaoyun, but all I could confirm was that the faint whimpering sound was the sound of kissing.
Xiaoyun pinched my arm again. Guofeng pressing down on Xiaoyun made me incredibly excited. Maybe his big cock was pressing against Xiaoyun's vaginal opening, maybe the two of them were already connected. I gently patted Xiaoyun's hand in response, wondering what Xiaoyun's specific plans were.
"Brother?" Xiaoyun suddenly called out softly, and all movements stopped instantly.
It seemed that Guofeng had really come to rekindle their old flame. Guofeng didn't answer, but just started moving again. Xiaoyun whispered, "No, don't wake Mingyang up."
My little slut is acting pretty convincingly, I thought to myself. The bed next to me returned to its original height, and then Xiaoyun got off the bed. While I was still afraid they would go out and do it, the two of them stopped moving. Xiaoyun was still holding my arm with one hand, obviously she must be by the bed, probably the old spot where they made love last time.
"Mingyang is drunk, it should be fine if you're gentle," Xiaoyun whispered.
It's so exciting to have my wife begging to be fucked next to me. Guofeng didn't say anything, but Xiaoyun's voice had already completely explained what they were doing.
"Mmm... Brother, slower, it's so big." Xiaoyun's voice became a sharp, forced sound as she said "so big."
Suddenly, everything returned to calm, save for the heavy breathing of Xiaoyun and Guofeng, which was quickly replaced by the sounds of kissing. Xiaoyun softly said, "You can move now... slower..."
Xiaoyun gripped my arm tightly, as if letting me feel the intense sensation of the huge penis inside her. Xiaoyun's body began to sway, even the bed started to shake slightly. Xiaoyun's grip tightened, and she exhaled deeply with each sway.
"I can take it..." Xiaoyun said softly, relaxing her grip on my arm.
The shaking gradually intensified. From the slight but rapid creaking of the bed and the vibrations from Xiaoyun's arm, I could almost picture that lewd scene: Guofeng riding Xiaoyun from behind, her vagina stretched open by the enormous penis, Xiaoyun's brows furrowed in pleasure.
Xiaoyun's body swayed faster and faster, and the whole room was filled with the squelching sounds of the fleshy rod ravaging her vagina.
Suddenly, my pillow was tugged, and I felt the pillow next to me being pulled away. At the same time, Xiaoyun's hand gripped my arm tightly, so tightly that my arm ached. This was followed by a muffled scream from Xiaoyun. Guofeng
stopped. Whether it was Xiaoyun's screams of orgasm clutching the pillow, the sounds of thrusting into her wet, throbbing vagina, or the vibrations of the bed, all of these were enough to wake a normal person. If I had woken up, I wondered what Guofeng would have done. However, after a few seconds of silence, he didn't hear me make any movement.
The bed started vibrating again, each vibration slow but intense. Xiaoyun, clutching the pillow, screamed with each thrust. She pleaded, "Brother…it's too deep, I can't take it…" A kiss
immediately cut off her words. Xiaoyun's body began to move rapidly again, and the sounds of intercourse resumed. I don't know how long he thrust inside my wife, but once again, Yun'er gripped my arm tightly, and my wife reached another orgasm.
After a brief pause, the shaking resumed. I felt as if this were a silent demonstration, with your wife willingly making love to you, and with a penis bigger than yours and stronger sexual prowess, making your woman enjoy sex again and again.
The excitement made me start stroking my own penis, but my nerves were too excited, and the urge to ejaculate came after only a couple of strokes, so I had to stop quickly. But the man behind Xiaoyun seemed tireless and continued to work hard. Before long, Xiaoyun was penetrated for the third time.
This time he didn't stop; the thrusting continued, and it got faster and faster. Xiaoyun gripped my arm tightly and whispered quickly, "Brother... be gentle..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was drowned out by the man's pleasurable moans. He didn't care and was panting heavily, because all self-control disappears under the pleasure of orgasm.
The dark room gradually quieted down. I wondered what Guofeng was doing. Was he embracing Xiaoyun, caressing her voluptuous body? Was he savoring the satisfaction of conquering a married woman? Or was he waiting for another erection to last until dawn, giving me a lesson in how to make love?
As I was lost in thought, the bedroom door opened again. A dark figure flashed out, and the door closed, leaving the room in complete darkness.
The room was so dark, and he got to the door so quickly; it meant he was done and left. I had thought he would at least flirt with Xiaoyun for a while, or hug her for a bit before leaving. This was clearly treating my wife like a sex toy, used and discarded by someone else. This thought shamefully excited me even more.
I groped around, Xiaoyun's face buried in the pillow, her sweaty body lying face down on the bed. I slowly climbed off the bed, Xiaoyun's lower body kneeling on the floor, probably still in the position we were in during sex. I lifted Xiaoyun's buttocks and smelled her; a strong smell of semen emanated from her vagina, like an aphrodisiac that made me unable to resist. I held my hard penis and thrust it into Xiaoyun's vagina.
"Hiss..." Xiaoyun gasped as I penetrated her.
Xiaoyun's vagina was unusually warm and moist, but it was loose and didn't have the usual biting sensation. Xiaoyun's moaning made me feel a surge of jealousy. "You don't even cry when that big cock is playing with you, but now my little cock can't take it!" But then I thought, "That huge cock must be hard to handle. Others can play around without a second thought, but Xiaoyun is my wife." I stopped and gently asked, "Are you uncomfortable, wife?"
"It hurts a little..."
"Then let's skip it today..." I said, tenderly stroking Xiaoyun's hair.
"Husband... Yun'er wants you inside me," Xiaoyun whispered in my ear.
"Hiss..." Xiaoyun gasped again as soon as I moved, and I immediately stopped. Afraid that I would worry about her and endure the pain, Xiaoyun started to move on her own, saying, "Before, I felt satisfied just being able to let you release your pent-up desires..."
"Was it like this last time too?"
"Yeah, it was dark, he didn't say a word, and left as soon as he was done. He came again at dawn, and it was the same." Is this Guofeng's fetish? Xiaoyun would absolutely obey
him if he said just a few words. I asked, "What about now?" "Being loved by my husband is what I want. I'm willing to do anything for him." I hugged Xiaoyun tightly, our tongues intertwined, and my penis moved back and forth in her loose vagina filled with Guofeng's semen. Finally, with Xiaoyun's cooperation, I ejaculated inside her.

I was woken up in the middle of the night by the urge to pee. Still half asleep, I got out of bed and searched for a while before realizing I was at Guofeng's house. I fumbled for the doorknob and walked through the living room in the dark. The bathroom seemed to be on my right. Suddenly, a figure flashed in the hallway and disappeared through a door.
I instinctively walked over, looked at the doors on both sides, and remembered this was probably the bedroom/study area. As I reached the door, I heard Ya-ting's voice from inside the room, "Coming so late… ah… um."
"Who did you want to come?" a deep voice said. It must be Guofeng. He'd finished with Xiaoyun and still had the energy to continue with Ya-ting.
"It wasn't you, anyway. Didn't you go and ruin Xiaoyun? Why are you back here?" I was a little stunned. Ya-ting knew about Guofeng and Xiaoyun's affair.
"I have to thank you for the rice wine. I wanted to seduce Mingyang, but he was sleeping like a log. I was having sex with his wife right next to him and he didn't even know. I just wonder if he can satisfy you?" Brother Guofeng actually knew about Sister Yating's seduction of me.
"Yun'er, that silly girl..."
"Silly? She's incredibly slutty. Last time she let me do it twice and got a taste of the sweetness. This time, even with her husband by her side, she still spreads her legs, doesn't she?" Brother Guofeng really only treats Xiaoyun as a plaything.
"That's because she thinks you're my husband..."
Her husband isn't Brother Guofeng? Then with that physique and that voice, it's Guohua who's been sleeping with Xiaoyun!
"Big brother is just too honest..."
"Guofeng treats Xiaoyun like a little sister. Xiaoyun is so pitiful, fantasizing about Guofeng but you've ruined her..."
"We're even, didn't you seduce her husband too?"
"Is your brother asleep?"
"Yes... Xiaoyun's is much tighter than yours..."
I slowly backed away, trying not to make a sound. I walked quickly after leaving the bedroom door. When I passed the study door, I could still hear Guofeng snoring inside. I always thought Guofeng had slept with Xiaoyun, but I never expected that he himself would be wearing a big green hat.
I told Xiaoyun the whole story of last night as soon as I got up. Xiaoyun was shocked at first, but gradually relaxed and said, "Thank you, husband, for telling me. It helped me let go of a knot in my heart that I've had for a long time."
"Should we tell Guofeng about Sister Yating?" I asked.
"Let's not. These things are hard to talk about... Guofeng is so pitiful." Xiaoyun said as she got up.
"Although Guohua is annoying, let's pretend we don't know about this because of Guofeng's brotherly and marital relationship," I said, looking at Xiaoyun's swollen vulva. Although he lied to Xiaoyun, it can't be said that he didn't give her pleasure, and we were both quite excited yesterday.
"Hmm..." Xiaoyun nodded.
"I feel that Yating cheated on me because Guofeng is too old-fashioned, otherwise Guohua wouldn't have taken advantage of the situation." As I said this, I couldn't help but think that Xiaoyun was the same way, otherwise she would have become Guofeng's mistress long ago.
"Brother, you're just too honest."
I looked at Xiaoyun, a mischievous idea suddenly popping into my head. I said with a wicked grin, "So we have to help Brother Guofeng..."
Xiaoyun looked at me and asked, "How?"
"Of course, our wives have to step in. We need to teach Brother Guofeng with our bodies that a woman's body needs to be nourished regularly."

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