Surrogacy

Whether

walking, sitting, lying down, awake, or asleep, I can't help but laugh whenever I think of this story. In the 21st century, with its advanced science and technology, the treatment of infertility—whether it's artificial insemination, IVF, in-vitro embryo transfer, or surrogacy—is incredibly sophisticated. Yet, such amusing stories still exist. I've translated this for netizens to discuss over tea.

Especially when I think about the female protagonist's conflicted feelings of sexual excitement and forced restraint during mating, it perfectly reflects the conservative mindset of Chinese women in the 1940s and 50s, making me smile endlessly!

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My name is Tian Rui, I'm 22 years old, and I've been in a mature relationship with my boyfriend Simon for three years. Everyone praises my charm and attractiveness, and Simon is proud of me. I'm a fair-skinned, blonde, blue-eyed beauty with long, flowing hair and a near-perfect, alluring 36-24-36 figure.

My husband and I share a wish: to start a large family and have at least three children. We already have a lovely eight-month-old baby boy and are currently trying for a second child, working incredibly hard.

But did you know? Our little boy isn't Simon's; the real father is Simon's older brother, Rupert! And

the child we're trying for is almost certainly Rupert's. You must be wondering why, don't worry, let me tell you.

Simon's semen was dry, making it impossible for me to conceive. We tried and tried again, but it was all in vain. Finally, we consulted a doctor and received the bad news—Simon is infertile; it's impossible for him to have a child of his own blood.

This news was a devastating blow, leaving us heartbroken, disappointed, and depressed for a long time.

We considered various options, including surgery, artificial insemination, and adoption, but all were rejected. The most important factor was that we both wanted a child that reflected both of our genes!

Finally, Simon mentioned his brother Rupert because, logically, his genes had the best chance of fulfilling our desire. At first, I was furious at Simon's suggestion, feeling it was an insult and categorically refusing. He was practically asking me to let another man rape me!

After I calmed down, we continued our discussion more deeply. One undeniable fact was that if Rupert were the father, the child's genes would still be contained within the husband's family. Slowly, my heart changed, and I accepted the suggestion.

We arranged an auspicious day to visit Rupert and his wife, Stephen, to present our idea and seek their opinion. Rupert agreed without hesitation, because from the first moment he saw me, he had been lusting after my looks. What surprised me most was that Stephen also readily agreed, praising it as a great idea, saying that as long as we didn't tell anyone, no one would know!

I must be crazy. Otherwise, why would I discuss having another man rape me with them as casually as breeding a cow?

I clearly stated the conditions, and they all agreed that during the process, Rupert's hands absolutely could not touch my body. We would only have simple genital contact and intercourse; Rupert could not touch me, kiss me, or look at my private parts. I would never be alone with Rupert at any time. During the process, Simon and Stephen, or one of them, must be present at all times for me to agree to the union. If I discovered that I was pregnant at any moment, the plan must be terminated immediately. They agreed to all these conditions and opinions without any objection.

We visited a doctor to have him examine me and determine the day with the highest chance of conception, and then called Stephen to arrange a time. When I

arrived at his house that afternoon, I was extremely nervous, anxious, ashamed, and trembling all over, and I didn't dare to lift my head. Stephen, like a mother hen leading her chicks, helped me into the bedroom, talking incessantly to calm me down. She told me she knew no other man besides Simon had ever touched me, and that she understood how I felt. She then helped me remove my skirt and underwear, leaving my top and bra untouched, as Rupert wouldn't need to touch my breasts.

Stephen gently applied Vaseline to my vulva, carefully inserting some into my vagina because I was very dry from nervousness. Throughout the process, she continued talking to me, helping me lie down on their bed and pulling the blanket over my waist to prevent them from seeing my private parts as soon as they entered. Then Stephen went to the door and called Simon and Rupert in.

Simon entered first, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight on the bed. Then Rupert walked in completely naked; he was the first naked man I'd seen besides Simon, and his penis was already erect. I quickly looked away, but the image lingered in my mind.

Wow! My God! It was like a short wooden stick stuck there! It swayed with every step, trembled with every movement, the foreskin completely retracted, the glans round and large like a small hill, the entire penis covered with bulging veins! At the base was a patch of pubic hair; that thing looked almost half the length from my abdomen to my knees, and weighed a ton!

Turning my gaze to Simon, I noticed that when he sat down on the edge of the bed next to my buttocks, he was having difficulty breathing, trying to smile at me while holding my hand, but that smile was more like a grimace.

"Don't touch her!" Stephen said, "I'll guide you in."

I remained lying still, only spreading my legs, letting Rupert approach my genitals. Stephen pulled back the blanket covering my abdomen, and I saw her reach her hand between Rupert's massive thighs, presumably to support his penis. When the tip of Rupert touched my vulva, I gripped Simon's hand tightly, my gaze fixed on his lovely face from the very beginning, not daring to look away even slightly.

Stephen kept talking to me, telling me to relax, that everything would be alright, and that I shouldn't be afraid.

Actually, I wasn't afraid; I was just nervous, uneasy, embarrassed, and awkward.

As Rupert's enormous glans began to enter my vagina, I whispered to my husband, "Kiss me! Kiss me!" Simon quickly leaned down and kissed me, while Rupert pushed in, feeling my slit being forcefully stretched open—a sensation I'd never experienced before. The enormous glans pushed in like surging waves, accompanied by constant throbbing, deeper and deeper, until it filled my entire inside.

When his brother had inserted the entire hairy thing to the hilt, Simon lifted his head to end our kiss. Rupert's groin pressed against my inner thigh, his enormous testicles against my lower buttocks. My buttocks involuntarily retreated into the bed, trying to escape his assault.

"Oh! So big… so… so big…" "I held Stephen tightly with my other hand and whispered to her,

'Take it slow, don't hurt her!'" Stephen stared at our point of contact, warning her husband, "She might not be big enough to fully accommodate you, be careful, don't tear her!"

But then something lucky happened, something unbelievable happened. My buttocks were still pushing back into the bed, my legs were still flat, and Rupert's hard penis was fully inserted, filling me up completely, it felt like his glans was almost touching my chest.

Rupert's thing felt twice the size of Simon's, and it seemed to be alive, trembling, surging, and writhing inside me. Incredibly, I loved it! Stephen told me to lift my legs, and I did it without hesitation, wrapping my legs around Rupert's back. Lord! You know what? That thing was so hard, so long, so big!

Rupert began to move his penis, his body moving in and out, back and forth, near and far. When Rupert pulled out until his large penis reached the entrance of my vagina, he immediately thrust it in forcefully, squeezing until my vagina swallowed his huge thing again.

Rupert's slow thrusts told me he wanted to fuck me longer; he desperately wanted to fuck me, and he couldn't let this opportunity slip by. I could hardly believe I was being raped by another man in front of my husband and another man's wife, but it had happened!

Compared to Rupert, I felt so small and helpless, all I could do was watch his chest approach me, then move away, then approach me, then move away.

The comfort was that Simon held my left hand, supporting my buttocks, while Stephen held my right. They gave me immense emotional support, especially Stephen, who would glance at my legs every few seconds to make sure they weren't hurt.

When Rupert began thrusting rapidly with his enormous member, the repeated, full-thrust movements drove me to a frenzy!

Under Rupert's fierce assault, my eyes widened like saucers, my head swaying in rhythm with his thrusts. Based on past experience, I knew without a doubt that Rupert was about to ejaculate. I enjoyed the stimulation, my legs wrapped tightly around Rupert's bare back, my heels sinking into his back.

I really didn't want to enjoy this feeling; I truly tried not to, but, Lord! I'm just an ordinary person! I tried to distract myself, but all I could feel was something solid, like a small bird, pecking and nibbling at my sensitive and vulnerable genitals! I

shyly opened my eyes again to peek, and saw my husband tilting his head to watch where I was being penetrated, making my face flush red. Just then, Rupert's chest moved closer, and I immediately closed my eyes to hide.

Suddenly, we both heard Rupert murmur, the sounds penetrating my mind, stimulating me. Rupert's thrusting rhythm became erratic and irregular. His lower abdomen pounded against me more and more violently each time. After a moment, he thrust his thing deep inside me, freezing there, bringing a powerful throbbing sensation, and of course, it was so hot that I trembled uncontrollably. Rupert had ejaculated, not a single drop wasted, all inside my vagina!

"He ejaculated!" Seeing the whole thing unfold, Stephen said softly, "Be brave, Tianrui! It'll be over soon!"

When I felt Rupert's thing jumping, bouncing, and throbbing inside me, I gripped both of their hands tightly to catch my breath! Soon, I felt some semen spill out and slide down my buttocks.

Rupert slowly withdrew from me, and I stared at him blankly. Then Rupert reached out to wipe my genitals, and I immediately pulled my skirt down to cover my vulva, pressed my legs together, and squeezed my ankles shut, refusing his touch and preventing him from seeing. My cheeks flushed with shame!

"Lie down for a while!" "Stephen smiled and said, 'Let the "thing" go inside!'

I obediently lay down, and Stephen talked to me about various issues related to sperm conception. About fifteen minutes later, Stephen called Rupert into the room again, and he entered me again, ejaculating deeply into my uterus.

On the way home, I clung tightly to my husband, feeling extremely dirty and shameful. As soon as I entered the house, I rushed to the bathroom to shower and wash, then hurriedly returned to my husband's side and hastily had sex with Simon. The next evening, my husband and I went to Rupert's house again, and Rupert penetrated me twice, just like the day before.

Over the next two months, I let Rupert have sex with me at least thirteen times before I finally discovered I was pregnant! On several occasions, Simon had to go by himself because of work. Of course, when Rupert had sex with me, Stephen would always sit beside me, holding my hand tightly, but when I told Simon about it, he would just nod indifferently!

We are currently trying to have a second child. I keep coming to Rupert's house for the purpose of reproduction. Every time Rupert ejaculates, I lie quietly for fifteen minutes, and then let Rupert penetrate me again so that the sperm can penetrate deep into my uterus.

This time, we have been having sex six times since the beginning, and I have gradually gotten used to it and no longer need to use artificial lubricant.

Ever since I was able to naturally produce vaginal lubrication, I have assumed that Rupert's penis is bigger than Simon's, but I can only feel it filling my vagina, but I cannot reach orgasm. Only my husband can make me reach orgasm with peace of mind!

Every time we come home from the breeding place, we have passionate sex. During the process, I make love to my husband like a crazy woman, hoping that Simon can make me pregnant, but this is impossible. So all I can say is: "God, thank you! Thank you for giving me an uncle who is sexually capable and fertile! Amen."

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