My beloved wife's ordinary life notes (2)

Word count: 8883 (2) After getting off work today, I couldn't wait to get home. After resting for a while, I turned on my computer and waited for my wife's message. Around nine o'clock in the evening, Jiayi wrote a letter. She started by attaching a solo photo of herself. The background was a sunny beach in Bali. My wife was wearing a big straw hat and sunglasses and was taking a nap on a beach chair. There was a refreshing cold drink next to her. She was wearing a low-waisted white bikini that I bought for her before I left. Because it was a Western-style design with a thin lining and no padding, my wife's nipples were clearly visible under the bright sun. The word "slutwire" was slightly exposed at the end of the butterfly wing on my belly, and I was sure any man passing by would take a second look. "Honey, Zhe and the others didn't come to me today; they went sailing. As usual, I still have a smart ball inside my pussy, rolling around and making me so itchy. Zhe said that with my Asian face and such a hot swimsuit, and being sunbathing alone, there's bound to be a bunch of foreign guys waiting to hit on me. Zhe said we should treat this as a fun little game." He said if any guys I like approach me, I can chat with them briefly, but I should politely decline any invitations. Honey, even though Zhe didn't say yes, after this wild honeymoon, I'm actually starting to crave some foreign flings… This is a resort, and lots of handsome foreign men are peeking at me! The way guys with their girlfriends are peeking at me on the beach is really funny… Men, they might think they're hiding it well, but from the perspective of the person being watched, it's totally obvious! About a dozen guys came up to talk to me this afternoon? I didn't count. Because of the smart ball inside my vagina, my body is very sensitive when I move, making my face constantly red. I didn't dare make any big movements while chatting, otherwise it would be embarrassing if someone noticed something was wrong. An American guy was very interested in my tattoos while we were chatting; he also has many different tattoos himself. I even untied the straps, only covering the key parts with my bikini bottoms so he could see the side of my butterfly tattoo more. After he left, I realized I was completely… My bottom is wet, very wet, even the crotch of my pants is soaked! Honey, I think your baby will have a full-on taste of foreign life before we go back to China, and it'll be international life!
As my wife sends me more and more revealing photos every day, along with pictures of her and Zhe's trip around Bali, her happy honeymoon is gradually coming to an end. Aside from the frequent outings with Zhe and his friends, my wife surprisingly didn't "create" any other romantic encounters. Actually, besides the various lewd sexual activities in the village every day, Zhe and my wife also did many popular outdoor activities. Since they rented a car and drove themselves, their daily itinerary was relaxed and slow, including yachting for diving, parasailing, exploring nearby islands, fishing, rock climbing, and much more. Everything was just like a typical honeymoon, except that instead of me, my husband accompanied my wife on vacation; it was her boyfriend, Zhe Ge. And my wife had to serve more than one penis each day. Sometimes several big men would come at her at once, sandwiching my petite wife between them for vigorous thrusting; other times it was a relay race, with each man taking turns, often leaving my wife drenched in sweat and panting heavily. Gradually, I noticed that Jia Yi seemed to have adapted to this intense sex. At first, my wife would usually be quickly brought to a state of exhaustion and surrender, but gradually, it seemed that my wife had "developed" her potential. Not only did she handle four penises with ease, but sometimes she would even actively ride on a man's lap, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, moving up and down dramatically with each man's penis, like a skilled female knight. At the same time, my wife's voice and posture became increasingly alluring and seductive. As the penises lasciviously entered and exited my wife's two orifices, her moans and groans became higher and more explicit, and her expression towards the camera revealed a provocative and seductive meaning. All these changes were not only reflected in the photos and videos Jiayi sent me, but even more so in the words between the lines of her letters. That day, I received another letter from my wife: "Honey, we're going back to Taiwan in a week. Have you been good? I miss you so much! I miss your cute little cock that would give in with just a couple of wiggles. Plus, with the break before we went abroad, it's been almost two months since I let you touch me. I almost forgot what it felt like to have your cock inside me. Now, I think I'm slowly starting to like anal sex! I love the feeling of Zhe-ge's big cocks stretching my anus and slowly going in and out of my ass… All those porn videos in your cumbag are lies! Anal sex has to be very gentle, you can't just rush in randomly! Although honey, your little soft cock might not be able to fit into the north..." My nose is a chrysanthemum, but as your wife, I still need to bring you the correct knowledge! When Zhe and the others were fucking my ass, their movements were all gentle and soft. The fullness in my anus combined with the fierce thrusting of their penises into my vagina made me feel like I was constantly in a daze, hovering in a state of orgasm... Being held and pampered by two strong, big guys, I could feel two big penises squeezing and rubbing against each other inside my body, it was so blissful~~ I feel like I'm already addicted to this kind of sex. In the days after my ass was deflowered, I felt my body gradually becoming very sensitive. I would often inexplicably think of scenes of lovemaking, and then I would feel a strong urge, often intentionally or unintentionally trying to seduce Zhe and the others...
Zhe's friends often praise me for being incredibly attractive: good-looking, with a great figure, a strong sex drive, daring to play around, and classy—a rare gem (so embarrassing!). Tonight, Zhe and Xiao Wei are taking me to a nightclub, and we've also invited those two Australians from our wedding. They're leaving Bali tomorrow, and Zhe says I might get to taste a foreign dick tonight, maybe more than one, becoming a true "international bitch"... Honey, it seems the layers of green hats on your head are getting bigger and bigger; you might even glow green from head to toe! "That night, I masturbated with my wife's stockings until I ejaculated three times, imagining a foreign guy in a bar showering Jia Yi with attention, making her giggle, and finally, in the heat of the moment, taking her back to the room and inserting my thick penis into Jia Yi's pink vagina, leaving her covered in semen." Even with my best efforts, my penis drooped and only released a thin stream of semen before I finally fell into a deep sleep. The next day after get off work, I received a series of photos from Jiayi, her "achievements" from the previous night. The first photo showed two foreign men, presumably the two Australians, with Jiayi on either side of them at the bar. My wife, about 165 cm tall, looked even smaller next to the tall, muscular men. In the photo, she was wearing a loose, thin t-shirt that revealed the straps of her bikini, paired with tight hot pants, smiling brightly and leaning against the men like a little bird. The second photo showed a row of urinals in the background, which I guessed was inside the men's restroom of a nightclub. My wife's cotton shirt had been removed, leaving her in a thin burgundy bikini, and she was squatting on the ground, giving the men oral sex on either side. The wife was intently sucking, her left hand circling and stroking the penis, while simultaneously flashing a victory V-sign at the camera. The third photo showed the wife kissing her pretty face, her ring finger adorned with their wedding ring. A condom filled with semen was slipped onto her slender, white finger, with more thick white fluid dripping down her arm. The fourth photo, judging from the background, was taken by the roadside, perhaps on their way back to Villa. The wife was only wearing bikini bottoms, the waistband slightly pulled down, allowing the camera to focus on her hairless genitals from above. A smear of semen clung to her engorged labia and the lining of her bikini bottoms. The butterfly tattoo on her mons pubis glistened wantonly under the camera flash due to the fluid. "Husband, yesterday I was finally taken by a foreign man. Women, really, just lying on a strong chest..." It's impossible not to get excited, especially with exotic cuisine! I think I understand a little bit about how those CCR girls feel now. Luckily, your wife has gotten used to Zhe Ge and the others' sizes these past few days, otherwise, satisfying two muscular men at once would be too much for most Asian girls! Those two Australian guys couldn't wait to get back to the hotel; they just took me in the men's restroom of the bar. Zhe Ge and Xiao Wei acted as spectators and bodyguards, afraid that a group of drunk patrons would come in and witness such a steamy scene and gang rape me in the restroom. They were just... In front of the urinal, like a semen urinal, the two handsome foreign men used it to vent their desires. Several other men came in to use the restroom, some whistling at us, others trying to take pictures with their phones, but Zhe and Xiaowei pushed them away. They initially ejaculated inside condoms, but I was so exhausted by them that I was penetrated without a condom… Zhe demanded I return to the hotel in my bikini, my belly full of semen, and then he and Xiaowei had sex with me again by the pool, leaving me almost bedridden today. Zhe said that after I return to Taiwan, I should intern at Xiaowei's guesthouse. He hopes that under Xiaowei's guidance, I can try to develop my own sexual desire. He believes the best state is that every little thing in daily life can become a beautiful foreplay for sex. I dressed myself up beautifully so that he could strip me naked with even greater desire; a simple afternoon tea, just holding hands and exchanging affection, was to build up to a passionate, intimate date that night. Xiaowei said their jargon is called 'training'. "From now on, he'll be my nominal manager." The women in his company all follow a high-end, boutique route; their training focuses on cultivating elegance and sexual techniques. Xiao Wei says it's essentially about training a woman to enjoy life to the fullest while showcasing her unique charm. The daily grind of life will only turn a glamorous woman into a withered, dull housewife. But a wife who breaks free from these constraints naturally possesses an indescribable elegance, further enhanced by deliberate cultivation and training. After the procedure, she will become a highly desirable woman, a "muscle" that men crave. A truly charming woman should be intelligent and intellectual, able to connect with a man on a deeper level, and able to subtly arouse his sexual desire with every gesture. In bed, she should be alluring and seductive, making a man a "customer after just one try." Compared to a "good girl" who easily goes weak in the knees and is like a dead fish after orgasm, or a woman who is paid to spread her legs for sex, men prefer a clever and gentle woman who craves a penis in bed, a woman who gives them a sense of conquest. I can't really explain it. Why, I felt a strange sense of anticipation and excitement. I, a wife who should be gentle and virtuous, a devoted wife and mother, had somehow ended up with a bunch of casual sex partners at my boyfriend's insistence; and now I was even going to a high-end brothel for a "learning trip," perhaps even considering the possibility of ending up in the sex industry. I could almost feel my vagina spasming... Soon, my wife and Zhe's honeymoon was coming to an end. After get off work on the weekend, I drove to the airport to pick them up and take them back to Taipei. After waiting for a long time in the arrival hall, I finally saw my beloved wife, whom I hadn't seen in so long. Jia Yi was wearing a tight-fitting gray elastic top and matching elastic denim pants, covering her entire body yet revealing her curves. Her large, beautiful breasts bounced as she walked, attracting much attention. As soon as she saw me, ignoring the crowd in the hall, she gave me a big hug: "Honey, I missed you so much! Have you been good?" In the nearly one month since we last met, my wife seemed even more charming and alluring, affectionately holding my hand and skipping along. Her beautiful hair was simply tied in a ponytail, revealing her smooth, white neck. Zhe and his group chatted and laughed, pulling their luggage with relaxed steps behind. I led the group into the car and headed towards Taipei. After the car reached the driveway in front of a luxury apartment building in Tianmu, Zhe and his group got out to go home, while I helped them unload their luggage. Looking back, I saw Zhe with his arm around my wife's waist, her arms wrapped around his neck, standing on tiptoe, passionately kissing him goodbye. Embarrassed, I turned away, listening to my wife's labored breathing. After a while, Jiayi reluctantly returned to the passenger seat, asking me to close the door before driving away. Perhaps it was the subtle influence of Xiao Wei's hostel environment, or perhaps my wife's libido had been unlocked after the honeymoon, but after a week of "internship" at Xiao Wei's place, she actually volunteered to work in the sex industry. According to Jiayi's description, the so-called internship started with hair and makeup, speech, body language, and even aesthetic appreciation. The preparation she did before taking off her clothes was no less than what she did in bed, and the final step was the simulation of receiving customers. During this time, in addition to Xiaowei's personal training and guidance, several young prostitutes from Xiaowei's company took turns playing the role of customers and enjoying Jiayi's services. Xiaowei arranged for his wife to work only one day a week, and spend the other two days attending a modeling agency's posture and etiquette class, as well as working out at Zhe Ge's gym, etc. The final assessment before she entered the sex industry was, of course, done by Zhe Ge. As for me, I could only watch my wife come home tired but radiant every day, take a shower, and then snuggle up next to me, recounting her various training experiences of the day.Listening to the erotic and stimulating training content, as my penis became erect, my wife would gently take off her panties, teasing my nipples with her skillful tongue while putting the panties on my penis and helping me ejaculate with her hand. My wife is outstanding in appearance, with a curvaceous figure, and speaks fluent foreign languages. Most importantly, she is a married woman, a status that arouses many fantasies. Upon entering the industry, she quickly rose to become Xiao Wei's top public relations star, winning over a large number of young girls in Taipei. Since my wife returned from Bali, it seems that, as she said, due to the training, her body is easily aroused. Her vagina is always in a state of lubrication according to her sexual desire, and her easy arousal is one of the reasons why her clients love her so much. When my wife wears pants, she gradually started to use panty liners. Later, Zhe Ge further required my wife to go out without panties whenever she wears a skirt, leaving her genitals bare. That day, I sat on the sofa in the bedroom, staring blankly at my wife's back. She was sitting naked in front of the vanity, putting on makeup. I couldn't remember the last time she'd dressed up so carefully since we got married. I recalled the last time was when she was a bridesmaid at her best friend's wedding. But this time was different. In an hour, I was driving her to a private club in Taipei for her "work." My wife told me it was a small gathering of Taiwanese businessmen, not many people, but almost all of them were big bosses in their forties and fifties. I watched as my wife carefully applied nail polish, dried it with a special dryer, and then applied foundation, blush, false eyelashes, eyeliner, eyeshadow, and lipstick. Finally, she applied a few drops of perfume to her wrists and neck. Her delicate face looked even more radiant with the makeup, yet she maintained a noble and dignified air. Next, my wife put on black stockings, clipped on a suspender, opened a drawer, took out a small pink vibrator, and easily inserted it into her vagina with her legs bent. Then she secured the vibrator's control box to the elastic band at the toe of the stockings, and gently turned the switch to the lowest power setting. "Mmm...uh..." The vibrator immediately began to vibrate, and my wife couldn't help but let out a few moans, a blush immediately creeping onto her cheeks. Enduring the tingling pleasure brought by the vibrator, my wife chose a set of sexy black lace lingerie, paired with a sleek black office lady suit, put her long hair up, and finally put on patent leather high heels in the same color scheme. At first glance, my wife's outfit seemed no different from that of a modern, glamorous office lady. However, a seasoned observer would immediately notice something amiss: her black stilettos were the famous red-soled shoes, paired with her long, shapely legs in black stockings, destined to steal the spotlight from every man at the party. On her right ankle, encased in black stockings, hung an extremely delicate gold anklet with five tiny words, "where," almost visible only upon close inspection—a subtle hint at the ring's discreet nature. Because the vibrator had made her nipples extremely sensitive, she had chosen a bra with only underwire and no cups. Her sensitive, erect, light brown nipples were faintly visible beneath her semi-transparent white silk blouse. She cleverly concealed all this with her office lady blazer, intending to surprise her clients. Before leaving, I noticed that my wife was still wearing our wedding ring. My wife saw my gaze, understood what I was going to say, and smiled as she said, "The customers like me to hit them; it makes them feel more like they're playing with an innocent woman... Men just like playing with other men's wives, only you, husband, like your wife being played with by others." She then gave me a half-smile, "Are you still going to take your wife to pick up customers? You're going to be late!" It was Saturday noon, and I was still half-asleep washing up when my wife called: "Honey, I'm at the XX coffee shop in Tianmu. You can come pick me up now." After I dropped her off at work last night, she hadn't contacted me again until this morning when she called to ask me to pick her up. I hurriedly changed and went out, hoping to see Jia Yi as soon as possible. Saturday in Taipei was packed with cars and people, and I drove with great difficulty weaving through the congested traffic. Finally, I picked her up. My wife looked radiant; unlike when I dropped her off last night, her long hair was down. "Honey..." As soon as my wife got in the car, she grabbed my arm and shook it, her sweet voice tinged with a girlish shyness. I knew she wanted to ask me for something. Before, when she was being willful and wanted me to do something to make her happy, she would always snuggle up to me like this, acting all cute and clingy. "Honey... on Friday in class, Brother Wei told me that in order to further 'train' me... to be more 'emotional' in front of men... he hopes I can liberate myself mentally... It's too complicated, I'm not very good at expressing it, but anyway, he wants me to give you some instructions through me when I'm with you... Brother Wei said that this would make it easier for me to let go of unnecessary reserve in front of guests, and also help me overcome some deeply ingrained conservative ideas... I think I understand what he means. We used to have a very materialistic college classmate, Xiao Xian, do you remember her? We all looked down on her for constantly changing boyfriends, always showing off her boyfriends' family backgrounds, physiques, and even sex appeal on social media." Abilities. After graduation, she used the excuse of catching up with me to meet new people, but actually she was just accompanying her to a blind date with a guy she met online. Xiaoxian and I haven't been in touch for a long time; she didn't even attend our wedding… Although it's impossible and unlikely now, I have an urge to call her and tell her what's going on… When I fantasize about meeting her, I feel a strange anticipation, a kind of self-degrading, immoral pleasure. I hope that after further "training," I can tell her that I'm a married woman who has cheated on her husband, and that I'm undergoing "training" by a man, while also being a high-class prostitute who hires clients every week…My wife cleverly concealed everything with her office lady blazer, intending to surprise her special customer. Before leaving, I noticed she was still wearing our wedding ring. Seeing my gaze, she understood what I meant and smiled, saying, "The customer likes me to be like this; it makes them feel more like they're playing with a respectable woman… Men just like playing with other men's wives, and you, my husband, like your wife being played with by others." She then gave me a half-smile, adding, "Are you still going to take your wife to pick up a customer? You're going to be late!" On Saturday noon, I was still sleepily washing up when my wife called: "Honey, I'm at XX Coffee Shop in Tianmu. You can come pick me up now." After dropping her off at work last night, she hadn't contacted me until this morning when she called to pick me up. I hurriedly changed and left, hoping to see Jia Yi as soon as possible. Saturday in Taipei was a whirlwind of traffic and people; I drove with great effort, weaving through the congested sea of cars. After finally picking her up, my wife looked radiant. Unlike when I saw her off last night, her long hair was down. "Honey..." As soon as she got in the car, she grabbed my arm and shook it, her sweet voice tinged with a girlish shyness. I knew she wanted to ask me for something. Before, when she was being willful and wanted me to do something to make her happy, she would always snuggle up to me and act all cute. "Honey... on Friday in class, Brother Wei told me that in order to further 'train' me... to be more 'emotional' in front of men... he hopes I can liberate myself mentally... It's too complicated, I'm not very good at expressing it, but anyway, he wants me to give you some instructions through me when I'm with you... Brother Wei said that this would make it easier for me to let go of unnecessary reserve in front of guests, and also help me overcome some deeply ingrained conservative ideas... I think I understand what he means. We used to have a very materialistic college classmate, Xiao Xian, do you remember her? We were all disgusted by her constantly changing boyfriends, always showing off her boyfriends' family backgrounds, physiques, and even sex appeal on social media." Abilities. After graduation, she used the excuse of catching up with me to meet new people, but actually she was just accompanying her to a blind date with a guy she met online. Xiaoxian and I haven't been in touch for a long time; she didn't even attend our wedding… Although it's impossible and unlikely now, I have an urge to call her and tell her what's going on… When I fantasize about meeting her, I feel a strange anticipation, a kind of self-degrading, immoral pleasure. I hope that after further "training," I can tell her that I'm a married woman who has cheated on her husband, and that I'm undergoing "training" by a man, while also being a high-class prostitute who hires clients every week…My wife cleverly concealed everything with her office lady blazer, intending to surprise her special customer. Before leaving, I noticed she was still wearing our wedding ring. Seeing my gaze, she understood what I meant and smiled, saying, "The customer likes me to be like this; it makes them feel more like they're playing with a respectable woman… Men just like playing with other men's wives, and you, my husband, like your wife being played with by others." She then gave me a half-smile, adding, "Are you still going to take your wife to pick up a customer? You're going to be late!" On Saturday noon, I was still sleepily washing up when my wife called: "Honey, I'm at XX Coffee Shop in Tianmu. You can come pick me up now." After dropping her off at work last night, she hadn't contacted me until this morning when she called to pick me up. I hurriedly changed and left, hoping to see Jia Yi as soon as possible. Saturday in Taipei was a whirlwind of traffic and people; I drove with great effort, weaving through the congested sea of cars. After finally picking her up, my wife looked radiant. Unlike when I saw her off last night, her long hair was down. "Honey..." As soon as she got in the car, she grabbed my arm and shook it, her sweet voice tinged with a girlish shyness. I knew she wanted to ask me for something. Before, when she was being willful and wanted me to do something to make her happy, she would always snuggle up to me and act all cute. "Honey... on Friday in class, Brother Wei told me that in order to further 'train' me... to be more 'emotional' in front of men... he hopes I can liberate myself mentally... It's too complicated, I'm not very good at expressing it, but anyway, he wants me to give you some instructions through me when I'm with you... Brother Wei said that this would make it easier for me to let go of unnecessary reserve in front of guests, and also help me overcome some deeply ingrained conservative ideas... I think I understand what he means. We used to have a very materialistic college classmate, Xiao Xian, do you remember her? We were all disgusted by her constantly changing boyfriends, always showing off her boyfriends' family backgrounds, physiques, and even sex appeal on social media." Abilities. After graduation, she used the excuse of catching up with me to meet new people, but actually she was just accompanying her to a blind date with a guy she met online. Xiaoxian and I haven't been in touch for a long time; she didn't even attend our wedding… Although it's impossible and unlikely now, I have an urge to call her and tell her what's going on… When I fantasize about meeting her, I feel a strange anticipation, a kind of self-degrading, immoral pleasure. I hope that after further "training," I can tell her that I'm a married woman who has cheated on her husband, and that I'm undergoing "training" by a man, while also being a high-class prostitute who hires clients every week…
My husband has a small penis and premature ejaculation, so he can't satisfy my slutty cunt. That's why I'm selling myself as a side job...
When Jiayi said the word "slutty cunt," she paused noticeably. I saw her cross her legs, as if she was enduring something. "Honey, back in our school days, we had a lot of fun, but we were just ordinary students. We were busy working every day and didn't have much time to go out... As for girls like Xiaoxian, I just thought of her as a gold digger, opportunistic, scheming woman who only wanted to marry into a wealthy family... But just now, when I told you I wanted to tell her, 'I'm actually even more despicable than a gold digger, a slut who has a husband but still goes to the sex industry to play, eat, and sleep with clients,' I actually had an orgasm... How embarrassing! But I also felt a warm rush deep in my lower abdomen... Honey, deep down, am I actually a broken person? Zhe-ge said that someone like me, who is usually super cheerful and sunny, but shamelessly excited when I debase myself, is a rare find... Before, when I went out or entertained clients, I did it according to Zhe-ge's requirements. Just thinking about being asked to humiliate and belittle myself in the future makes me feel hot all over... Honey, your Jiayi is already looking forward to it, wanting to be a..." Even more hypocritical, on one hand, you're a gentle and considerate wife, and on the other hand, you're a public toilet that's available to anyone... "I was focused on driving, my penis aroused and engorged by my wife's passionate words. I turned my head and saw that Jiayi in the passenger seat couldn't hold back any longer and had lifted up her OL suit skirt, masturbating through the thin lace panties. There was a wet, sticky fluid on her panties, it looked like my wife had been ejaculated inside her that morning. As Jiayi's fingers rubbed and manipulated, a stream of white semen gushed from the sides of her panties onto the seat. "Mmm... ah... husband... so good... your Jiayi was just fucked twice without a condom this morning, and now she wants it again... am I really that slutty, that horny?" Before I could answer, Jiayi took off her lace thong, which was soaked with her client's semen and her own love juice, and pulled it over my head while we were waiting at a red light. The crotch of the thong was right in front of my nose, and the fishy smell of semen immediately filled my nostrils. "Honey, this is what Xiao Wei asked us to do... Can we find a place to park later? He told us we have to finish some homework today..." The strong, pungent smell of her underwear assaulted my nostrils, and the humiliation of my wife being ordered around made my penis involuntarily leak some semen. I parked the car in the underground parking lot of a department store. Jia Yi took the underwear off my face, crumpled it into a ball, and took my arm as we got out of the car. I could feel Jia Yi's hand trembling slightly, I didn't know if it was because we were in a public place or because she was nervous about the homework Xiao Wei was about to assign. My wife chose a large accessible toilet, pulled me inside, locked the door behind her, turned around and took off her high heels, her cheeks flushed, and stood facing me. Then she slowly began to take off her clothes one by one. First came the suit jacket, white silk shirt, and silk scarf and bow tie; then the revealing bra that accentuated her breasts; finally, she unzipped the side of her tight skirt and took it off, leaving her completely naked except for black stockings. Jia Yi pressed her breasts against my chest, embracing me, and slowly unbuttoned my shirt and belt, then removed all my clothes. She knelt down and gently rested her cheek against my penis. I initially thought Jia Yi was going to give me oral sex in the bathroom, but my wife simply closed her eyes and very slowly explored and sniffed my penis with her nose, occasionally teasing and kissing the shaft, scrotum, and groin with her small tongue. Her movements were elegant and slow, yet extremely sensual. It was only then that I truly realized that, with Zhe-ge's approval and Xiao-wei's tutelage, my wife was gradually transforming into a lewd, shameless sex angel. "Wife, I can't take it anymore... Can you let me in? I want to do it with you..." "Mmm... Hmm... It feels so good... No... No... This wasn't one of the lessons Xiao-wei assigned... Hmm... Hmm... You have to be patient, okay? Husband... Baby's pussy wants it so much... I want to be filled with a big cock... I want to be fucked hard... But my body is under control now! You can't use me without Zhe-ge and Xiao-wei's permission!" At this moment, Jia-yi held my penis with her left hand, her legs spread wide in an M-shape as she knelt on the floor, deliberately avoiding the area around my glans, using both her hands and mouth, her expression one of fascination as she played with my lower body. Her right hand was buried between her legs, her index and ring fingers skillfully spreading her labia, her slender middle finger sometimes kneading her clitoris, sometimes hooking into her overflowing vagina, making a series of "plop, plop" sounds. Just as I couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to relieve myself, my wife stopped her teasing, then spread out her lace thong, which was covered in a man's semen and her own vaginal fluid, and guided me to lift my legs and put it on. The thin thong fabric was very little, and after pulling it up to my waist, my penis was ridiculously half-hidden and hanging from the edge of my underwear. The wet and sticky fabric clung to my scrotum, and soon my inner thighs were also covered in mud. Then came my wife's bra, and I noticed that her bra was also covered in semen stains, probably left by last night's guest. Jiayi picked it up and held it against my chest, her pink breasts pressed tightly against me, and reached out to put the bra straps through my arms, and fastened the bra behind my back. I looked down at myself in my sexy women's lingerie, and it looked incredibly awkward. A bra with empty cups hung precariously from my flat chest, and my semi-erect penis, with a few drops of fluid, dangled at an odd, twisted angle from the side of my lace thong. The sight had a bizarre, unreal quality, yet I was acutely aware that I was being humiliated by another man through my wife. And I knew perfectly well that the purpose of this was to train my lovely wife to be even more unrestrained, even more promiscuous and wanton. Jiayi then helped me put my shirt and pants back on, carefully buttoning them and tidying my appearance, before she herself began to put on her silk shirt and skirt. When we emerged from the disabled toilet, everything appeared normal at first glance. However, if someone lingered their gaze for a few more seconds, they might have noticed something odd about the couple: the husband's shirt revealed faint marks from a woman's bra strap on his shoulder, and his trousers showed several dark stains, as if he had urinated. His elegant and sexy wife, dressed in a white suit with her coat draped over her arm, revealed two small mounds of dark breasts peeking out from under her semi-transparent shirt. Her already short black pencil skirt was deliberately pulled up higher, revealing a hint of her full buttocks. The friction of the fabric seemed to be greatly stimulating her erect nipples. The wife clung tightly to my arm, her alluring red lips occasionally emitting suppressed breaths. As we stepped onto the escalator, my wife stood with her legs slightly turned inward, as if enduring something. Her smooth, hairless genitals were clearly visible from behind. I noticed a middle-aged man standing two steps behind her, casually holding his phone and secretly filming what was under her skirt. My wife seemed to notice, her face flushed, and she grabbed my arm, her right hand reaching to the hem of her skirt. I assumed she was trying to cover herself, but instead, she gently pulled up her skirt from behind, revealing her wet genitals, and slightly parted her legs to give the man a clearer view. Seeing this, the man stopped trying to hide and began snapping photos without hesitation. Just as we reached the top of the escalator, my wife saw the man's lewd expression as he tried to approach her, and she immediately pulled me quickly into the crowd. "It's someone else's homework..." my wife said to me in a barely audible voice, her eyes watery.
And so, as my wife demanded, I, wearing her underwear stained with her client's semen, and feeling the humiliation of being controlled, strolled around the B1 fresh food market with Jia Yi, who was completely naked underneath, to buy household necessities before returning to the car. That was my wife's so-called "homework," and we drove home. (To be continued) clt2014 Gold Coins +8 Reposted and shared, a red envelope is offered!

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