How a wife transforms from a naive woman into a lustful slut (17)

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When Wenwen got home, she looked listless, with dark circles under her eyes and a tired appearance. Her gaze was unfocused, and she dared not look me in the eye. When I spoke to her, her voice was very soft and trembled slightly. This indicated that she had worked hard last night. Her inability to look me in the eye and her trembling voice showed that she was guilty and panicked because she was not good at lying.
Wenwen had just settled down at home when she said she wanted to take a shower. I thought there must be something wrong. She had just left the hotel at noon and had been on a three-hour bus ride. Was it necessary to take a shower right away? I said I would go check the water and secretly went to the kitchen to turn off the main water valve. When I returned to the room,
I said the water was off and she could take a shower later. I pretended that nothing was wrong and asked her to lie down and rest for a while. I continued to flatter her, saying, "You had a good time with your best friend yesterday, right? Were you tired from shopping? Shopping is the most tiring thing!"
Wenwen agreed with me. Seeing that I did not suspect her at all and that I cared about her, she calmed down a lot and leaned against the headboard to rest. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to be having a really tough time with Wang Xing! Suddenly, I wanted to check her body, to see how her body had changed after a whole day of sex with another man, especially her genitals, and also to see if there was still Wang Xing's semen inside her.
I sat down next to my wife and started to get emotional. I said, "Wife, you're getting more and more beautiful and sexy, I love you more and more!..."
As I spoke, my hand started touching Wenwen's breasts, and I continued, "I didn't sleep a wink last night, and the baby's crying almost made me cry too! I kept thinking about you!" My wife was wearing a skirt suit today, and my hand moved from outside her clothes to inside, gently pinching her nipples.
Wenwen still had her eyes closed and just hummed in response. I continued, "Did you miss the baby last night? Did you miss me?" She didn't answer. I knew she was so engrossed in sex with Wang Xing that night, she didn't have time to think about us! I continued, "You suddenly didn't come back yesterday, I was so worried, I really missed you!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I pressed my lips to Wenwen's and kissed her. Wenwen kept her eyes closed, perhaps she was sleepy after a day of raving with Wang Xing, or perhaps she was still savoring the sweetness of last night. Plus, my charm had completely lowered her guard; she might even be imagining my kiss as Wang Xing's. I felt she was getting into character, and we started French kissing.
I seized the opportunity, kissing her while taking off her top, then unbuttoning her skirt, and simultaneously taking off my own clothes. I pushed my wife down onto the bed, her legs dangling off the edge, and passionately kissed her for a long time, one hand reaching inside her panties to caress her genitals.
I never imagined that after being fucked by Wang Xing all day, her cunt would start getting aroused again; she truly lived up to her name as a slut! My wife's vaginal fluids had already flowed out, and this was the important part and object I needed to check. I got up, pulled down my wife's skirt, and then carefully took off her underwear while examining it.
I found that there were large stains on my wife's underwear from the outside. When I pulled it down, I saw a lot of irregular semen stains on the crotch area, with a wet patch in the middle.
I had observed my wife's underwear before. Normally, the amount of vaginal discharge is very small, sticking to the underwear in a semi-dry state, with only a small, long oval-shaped patch. But today, there was a large patch, very wet, with freshly discharged liquid still visible in the middle. These unusual circumstances further confirmed that my wife might have been sexually assaulted again before returning home. The car bumps along the way caused semen to leak from her vagina, staining her underwear, and a small amount of fluid was still slowly flowing from the center…
In previous chapters, I described the characteristics of Wenwen's genitals. Her vagina is somewhat unusual; while most women's vaginal openings point vertically downwards when standing, Wenwen's vagina is slightly forward-leaning. If she lies down after sex, she can control a large amount of semen from flowing out, and even when standing or sitting, it can remain inside her for a certain period. Of course, once her body is aroused by a man, her vagina contracts, and vaginal fluid flows out in large quantities along with semen.
I didn't have time to carefully examine the semen stains on her underwear; Wenwen's vagina was flowing with vaginal fluid after my arousal, and I needed to directly observe what kind of fluid it was. My wife's legs were dangling off the edge of the bed. I knelt between her legs, my thighs spread wide. Her genitals were clearly visible through the window.
I continued to gently tease her clitoris with my fingers, and soon more vaginal fluid slowly flowed out. I could clearly see that it was different from the fluid that usually flowed out before intercourse. The transparent fluid was mixed with streaks of milky white fluid—it was the man's semen. I brought my ear close to her vagina and smelled it; there was indeed the smell of semen. However, it seemed that the semen content was very small, and the smell was very faint. After all, half a day had passed, and most of it had flowed onto her underwear from the bumpy ride.
While my wife was enjoying herself with her eyes closed, I secretly picked up her underwear and smelled it. It did indeed have a strong smell of semen. My wife's libido was rising. She tilted her head back, squinting as she watched me play with her vulva, moaning softly. She was completely unaware that I was observing and analyzing her unusual behavior.
To further confirm my judgment, for the first time, I disregarded the fact that there was another man's semen in my wife's vulva and stuck out my tongue to lick her vaginal fluid. Just as I touched her labia, my wife reflexively pulled her legs together to stop me from licking, urgently saying, "No!" I looked up and saw that she was frowning but didn't say anything more. I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Baby, don't you like it?" She whispered, "It's dirty, I haven't washed all day and I've been in the car... I can't..."
I ignored Wenwen's excuse for stopping me from licking her vulva. Her behavior just now could be interpreted as a conditioned reflex from a respectable woman being fucked by another man for the first time, not wanting her husband to lick the filth they had left behind.
I spread her legs again, this time... She didn't flinch, but just frowned as I sucked the vaginal fluid from her vagina into my mouth. My action greatly stimulated her, and she let out a loud "hmm" as she lay back on the bed. At the same time, her lower body twisted, and her vagina contracted strongly, releasing me. A lot of milky white vaginal fluid was squeezed out. I tasted it again, and it definitely tasted like semen.
In recent years, Wenwen had liked to give her oral sex, and I often tasted her vaginal fluid. The color and taste of the vaginal fluid before and after ejaculation were different each time I had sex with her. The first was the woman's own fluid, which was clear and sweet, while the second was a mixture of male and female fluid, which was milky white and tasted like semen. Today, the vaginal fluid flowing from my wife's cunt was exactly the color and taste of a mixture of male and female fluid.
After Wenwen's vaginal fluid was confirmed to contain male semen, I observed her vulva again. Although she had been with another man all day, her vulva looked no different from usual. However, I discovered another piece of evidence: the skin around her labia minora was red, and quite severely so, a sign of intense friction. This had happened before, but rarely; the most obvious instance was after that night of frenzied sex with Wenwen in the seaside city that summer (Chapter 8). Since I started dating Wenwen, this has only happened after I've had sex with her more than five times in a row. Judging from the semen still leaking from my wife's vagina, Wang Xing definitely didn't just have sex with my wife five times from yesterday afternoon to noon today!
I've been constantly observing and searching for clues about my wife's infidelity, and I don't know what kind of complicated feelings I have. But my big dick has been very excited, always standing tall. This traitor is always like this, it's infuriating! Someone else has taken his breasts, but he acts like he doesn't care! There's nothing I can do! The verification is done, and it's preliminarily proven that my wife's vagina now belongs to two men. Let my big dick experience this different kind of slutty vagina first.
I stood up, glared at Wenwen, and thought to myself: I'm going to fuck you to death, you slut! I picked up my big dick and forcefully thrust it into my wife's vagina. I grabbed her two big breasts with both hands and thrust in and out violently. My wife didn't realize that I was fucking her with hatred in my heart, but she squinted her eyes and showed that she was enjoying herself very much!
She moaned loudly, "Oh...oh...so good...oh..." Under my vigorous thrusting, Wenwen's cunt leaked a lot of mixed fluids with Wang Xing's, which I had turned into white semen, smearing on my big cock and around her cunt. Thinking that Wang Xing had been fucking his wife all day, I wouldn't be satisfied until I fucked this slut to death, so I made even more intense movements, completely pulling out my penis and then thrusting it in again, pulling out and thrusting in again, and sure enough, I fucked this slut to the point of death, and she started to talk nonsense again: "Oh...oh...so good...oh...Xing...comfortable...so happy...oh...good husband...oh...oh..."
At first I didn't notice, but later I seemed to hear her vaguely call out the word "Xing" a few times. This slut was probably exhausted from not sleeping for a day and a night and was hallucinating, still immersed in the pleasure with Wang Xing!
I really wasn't in the mood to tease her today, otherwise I might have been able to get some of her secrets out. I fucked this slut hard, sending her to the peak of pleasure, and then I ejaculated violently. I pressed myself against Wenwen, holding her tightly as I ejaculated, and she still called out "husband" and "Xing" in my ear several times. Now I couldn't tell who "husband" was anymore; my wife's vagina was a mixture of three people's fluids, and I couldn't distinguish between "you" and "me." After I finished, I left. After calming down, I was really unwilling to let Wenwen be fucked by Wang Xing like that. I had to find more solid evidence before I could deal with this shameless slut. That night, while my wife was taking a shower, I searched her handbag, hoping to find something like condoms. I was really confused! How could my wife wear a condom with Wang Xing's semen still flowing from her vagina?
But I still found something valuable. Among several receipts, I found my wife's hotel receipt from yesterday. I remembered the hotel's name, address, and room number. At the same time, I discovered something that angered me. My wife had said she wanted to buy a genuine leather coat before she left, and she took more than two thousand yuan with her. But when she came back, she hadn't bought the coat, and there were only a few hundred yuan in cash left in her bag. Did this slut sleep with someone and then have to pay that pretty boy? It's unbelievable!
I decided to go to the prefecture-level city early the next morning to investigate the truth of Wenwen and Wang Xing's affair...
I took the early morning bus and arrived in the prefecture-level city around nine o'clock in the morning. I went straight to look for a certain hotel, because the hotel was named after that road, which was a main road in the city. I easily found the hotel, a small to medium-sized hotel.
Finding the place where my wife had her first affair, I was very anxious. I stood outside for a long time, thinking about how to find out if my wife cheated on me there. I decided to go in and see what happened. When I entered the lobby, I found that there was no one at the front desk. Back then,
computers weren't common, and most hotels didn't have computer systems. I saw a registration book on the front desk and immediately picked it up to look for my wife's registration record for the day she stayed the day before yesterday. The entry for that day consisted of three pages and about thirty lines. When I saw the third page, my wife's name jumped out at me. At the same time, I immediately recognized it wasn't her handwriting, because Wenwen's handwriting was beautiful and fluent, while this was ugly. I carefully examined that line of entries. After the work trip location, the name of the accompanying person was clearly written as "Wang Xing"!
I completely lost my mind! If yesterday's judgment based on Wenwen's physical signs that she had been slept with by Wang Xing was somewhat subjective, now the evidence before me proved that the two of them had indeed stayed together the night before last. The handwriting looked familiar; it was the same as the love letters Wang Xing had written to Wenwen. I stared at the entry book for a long time, my heart burning with rage and churning with jealousy—hatred for Wang Xing and jealousy that Wenwen had indeed been slept with by someone else!
I was stunned, not knowing what to do next. While the staff wasn't looking, I secretly tore up the record that revealed Wenwen and Wang Xing's affair (I've kept it ever since). Then I left the hotel, feeling heavy-hearted and lost, and sat down on a stone bench in the nearby woods, lost in thought. I sat there for over two hours, unable to eat lunch, and finally decided to go back to the hotel to ask the staff about what happened that day. I bought some snacks at a nearby shop, thinking I might be able to use them to get closer to the staff, and went back into the hotel. A female staff member was already at the front desk. Seeing me come in, she asked indifferently, "Checking in? Registering!" I figured if I said I was looking for someone, she might not let me go upstairs, and even if I did, I couldn't stay long, so I just registered. I politely asked her, "Excuse me, are there any rooms on the second floor? Could you please give me a room on the second floor?" The staff member checked and said, "There are rooms on the second floor, you can stay in 203." Since Wenwen and Wang Xing stayed in 201 that day, I thought this would be the best room. I asked, "Is room 201 okay?" The waiter simply replied, "No!" Fine, 203 it is.
This was an old, collectively owned hotel, seemingly unrenovated for years. Upon going upstairs, the first thing I saw was a simple bar counter, where a middle-aged woman, still somewhat attractive, sat. She was of average build, around forty years old. I handed her my room slip, and she glanced at it before coming out from behind the counter to open room 203 for me. She instructed me, "The restroom is at the very end of the corridor. The shower room is next to it. Get your hot water from here." She then returned to the counter.
I looked around. Back then, hotel rooms generally didn't have bathrooms. Rooms were available in double, triple, and quadruple rooms, and strangers of the same sex could share. The beds were narrower than those in modern hotels, and the rooms were simply furnished. Room 201 was next to mine, right next to the bar counter. I entered the room and leaned against the bed, contemplating how to ask the waiter about my wife's affair here…
I decided to use the excuse of looking for someone to inquire about Wenwen. I grabbed a bag of "Silly" sunflower seeds and a packet of fish-skin peanuts and went to the service counter, saying, "Hello, I'd like to get a bottle of hot water." Then I handed over the sunflower seeds, saying, "Hey ma'am, have some sunflower seeds!" The server said, "Don't be shy, don't be shy!" I tore open the packaging, poured some out onto the counter, and placed the rest beside me, saying, "Have a taste, it's no trouble!" Seeing my sincere expression, the server politely moved a stool next to her to the counter, saying, "Young man, have a seat!"
Unexpectedly... I got a ride so easily, and after sitting down, I asked her, "What's your surname, ma'am? Have you had lunch yet?" The waitress said, "My surname is Liu. I ate at home and just started working." I said "Oh" and then asked, "Sister Liu, your work must be very hard, right?" Sister Liu replied helplessly, "There's no way around it. We work every other day, from noon to noon the next day. It's very tiring, and we don't earn much money!"
I was secretly pleased to hear this, because according to the shift she mentioned, she was on duty from noon the day before yesterday to noon yesterday. As I was thinking, the waitress asked me, "Young man, what brings you to the city?" I seized the
opportunity to change the subject, "To be honest, Sister Liu, I'm here to find someone." Sister Liu's eyes widened, and she asked, "Find someone? Who?" I said I was looking for my sister, which piqued the waitress's interest, and she immediately asked, "What happened to your sister?" I told her that my sister had argued with her husband and went back to her parents' house. When she returned, her parents scolded her, saying she shouldn't have gone back to her parents' house for such a small matter. They told her to go back, and she left. But when her husband came to pick her up the next day, he found out she had run away from home!
The waitress sighed after hearing this, "Oh, kids these days! Do you even know where she went? Where are we supposed to look for her?" I said, "Her husband and my family are searching separately, mainly in the cities she's visited before. We came here because she's been frequently visiting this city this year, and she has a classmate who lives nearby; they've been in contact."
The waitress said "Oh," and asked if I'd checked her classmate's house. I said yes, her classmate said she went to her house the day before yesterday at noon, seemed a bit down, sat for a while, and then left without saying where she went. Because my sister hasn't come home, I've been looking for hotels in this area to see if there are any nearby.
I hurriedly pulled a two-inch photo of my wife taken last year from my pocket and handed it to her, saying, "Sister Liu, have you seen this girl before?" The waitress took the photo, stared at it intently, and her expression immediately turned to surprise. She mumbled under her breath, "Her!" Then she quickly said, "Young man, you've come to the right person. I was on duty the day before yesterday, and your sister did stay here one night. She left around noon yesterday." She shook her head again and said, "I'm not mistaken! Sigh! She... she's really not someone to be trifled with..." She frowned, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped. I said, "What's wrong?" She glanced at me and said, "Looks like this is troublesome..." She stopped talking again.
I seemed very anxious and excused myself to go to my room to get a teacup, thinking of a solution. It seemed the waitress didn't want to say anything more. Hotels also have their rules about not being able to talk carelessly, but back then, collective units were very loosely organized, and I was sure I could get some information out of her. I figured I could seduce or tempt many women, but she was much older than me, and I didn't want to flirt with her. I'd try seduce her first.
I took my teacup and sat down at the counter, saying, "Sister Liu, I've really met a savior! Please tell me quickly and help us find my sister!" As I spoke, I took her left hand and stuffed a fifty-yuan bill into it, saying very sincerely, "My sister has caused you trouble. This is just a small token of my gratitude, to buy some fruit!"
At that time, the one-hundred-yuan note hadn't been issued yet, so fifty yuan was equivalent to several hundred yuan today. The clerk weakly refused twice before holding the bill in her palm. Then she asked me directly, "Is your sister and brother-in-law's relationship not good?" I said, "They've been married for over three years. They were fine before, but it seems like they've been arguing a lot in the past year." The waitress said thoughtfully, "No wonder! Young man, your sister already has another man in her heart!"
I said anxiously, "Sister Liu, what do you mean? I don't understand what you mean!" The waitress moved closer to me and whispered, "I shouldn't be telling you this, but I see you're anxious, so I'll be honest. Your sister didn't come to stay alone; she brought a man with her. At first, I thought they were a young couple!"...
This article is a true story about my wife and me over the past ten years. All names in the article are pseudonyms. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. I hope everyone will reply enthusiastically. I hope you enjoy it. To be continued, thank you!
(Special Note: To understand the subtle evolution of Wenwen's and my psychology and behavior, please read Chapter 1 carefully. Especially Chapter 6: the process of me taking Wenwen's virginity, and how she surprisingly reached orgasm after the excruciating pain of our first sexual experience; Chapter 8: the process of Wenwen's relationship with me at school being disrupted by a third party; and Chapter 10: the unusual sexual intercourse we had during Wenwen's pregnancy and the circumstances leading to our first extramarital affair. These are three crucial turning points that you must understand.)

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