Chapter 3 of The Limits of Cuckolding

Chapter Three: Uncle Duan's Lewd Concubine
Back in our room, looking at Ying'er sobbing, I was filled with remorse. What an inhuman thing I had just done.
"Yes...yes..." Ying'er threw herself into my arms before I could finish speaking.
"You don't want me anymore, do you? Honey, tell me, don't you want me anymore? I've done so much..."
"You're doing something shameless, you definitely won't want me anymore, sob sob sob sob..." Ying'er's crying broke my heart.
"Don't talk nonsense, I won't leave you, never, really." I lifted her chin.
He kissed her little nose.
"You're lying. I did... I did so many shameful things. You'll leave me when you go back to Beijing."
"Is that right? Why did I bring you here... Waaah..." Ying'er was already crying so hard she was about to break down.
"Ying'er, listen, I will never, ever leave you. I don't care about your past, and you..."
"...Don't be angry after hearing this...actually...I actually liked you more back then..." I was really a little...
The child didn't know how to bring it up.
"Are you... are you telling the truth?" Ying'er opened her swollen eyes, looking at me with a mixture of disbelief and doubt.
...You like that too...
"Hmm," I replied awkwardly, though I could only roughly guess what Ying'er meant by "that kind of thing."
"Don't you care that my mother was my virgin? Don't you care that I was used by Uncle Duan until I came?"
"And there's so much more..." Ying'er realized she might have said a bit too much.
I could only suppress my surprise and try my best to appear calm, but my mind was already in complete turmoil, and my logical thinking was...
My abilities were completely blocked; all I knew was that I got an erection for the third time after Ying'er said those words.
Ying'er sensed the change in my penis and slowly turned around. "I...can too..."
I turned Ying'er around so she could see the seriousness on my face. "Ying'er, we're going to be together."
For a lifelong partnership, I think we both need to share many things with each other. Only through honesty and openness can we truly connect.
Let's trust each other and keep going, what do you say?
"Yes, I understand," Ying'er replied slowly, her head bowed.
"I can tell you things I've kept hidden in my heart for a long time, and I hope you will tell me things without reservation as well."
Yes. I swear no matter what you've done, I will love you the same way. Of course, you'll still...
"Do you love me the same way?" I asked Ying'er solemnly.
"Of course, you know, I've always loved you more," Ying'er pouted.
"Okay, I'll go first. I... I have a foot fetish, I just love your tender little body in stockings and high heels."
"Feet," I started by mentioning a relatively mild hobby, wanting to see Ying'er's reaction first. "So you like this?"
Ying'er stopped crying and started laughing, playfully putting her two tender feet into my lap. "Hehe... I was wondering why you kept giving me..."
I buy all kinds of stockings and high heels that I can't even wear in public. There are actually people who like this stuff...
I noticed that Ying'er's mood had improved significantly, so I felt relieved and continued, "It's not over yet, I still have some teasing to say..."
It's not about me showing off, it's about... it's about watching my wife show off... and finally... it's what's called...
"...cuckoldry...it's...it's wanting to see you being fucked by other men." I deliberately used a dirty word to see Ying's reaction.
The child's reaction.
"You saw me with another man...aren't you jealous? Or do you actually not love me at all, but..."
"Me..." Seeing that Ying'er was about to get angry, I hurriedly explained, "No, what are you thinking? I want to see you enjoy life."
The phrase, "Women are alive, and they also have desires," inadvertently reminded us of what we just heard in her mother's room.
The birth of the child caused another awkward moment... "What I mean is, I love you so I want to see you happy, I think..."
Seeing you openly enjoy the pleasures of love between men and women, the more unrestrained you are, the stronger my feelings become; that sense of disparity...
Sometimes it's even more enjoyable than when I do it to you myself...
Ying'er lowered her head again and whispered, "Honey, let's take it slow, okay? I'll do anything for you."
But I need time to adjust, okay?
I nodded and exhaled. "Alright, I'm done. It's your turn. Remember, no matter what you've done..."
I can accept anything.
Ying'er looked out the window and then hugged me from behind.
"After I became old enough to understand, my mother kept telling me that the women of the Zhao family were not ordinary women, we..."
There's a certain ailment we all have, that we can only be cured by finding our destined man. My grandmother used to...
Because of her family background, my mother was forced to marry a schoolteacher in a small town, who became my biological father. After my mother gave birth to me...
Soon after, my father went insane. He later went missing from a mental hospital in the provincial capital and was never heard from again. My mother...
They kept using this incident to teach me, saying it was karma and that I absolutely had to find my destined man. I was young...
As soon as she graduated from university, her mother brought her to this home. Her mother said that Uncle Duan was the man destined for her, and only Uncle Duan...
It can save Mom.
"After my mother married into the family, Uncle Duan tormented her day and night, even pushing the task of boiling water and cooking onto me. There were..."
They didn't come out of the back room for several days, but I knew my mother was much happier than before.
I hadn't seen her smile in years. One day, my mother led me to the back room and said she wanted to let Uncle Duan see me too.
And then...and then...I..."
"I understand," I said, knowing that Ying'er couldn't say it out loud, so I wanted to help her out.
"No, you don't understand. Uncle Duan's penis is disabled; he was injured on the battlefield. He...he..."
...There was a bullwhip left behind by Uncle Duan, who slaughtered the cattle. He had soaked it in medicinal wine for a long time, and it felt like human skin.
Like skin, that black thing was thicker than my forearm, he... he wanted to put that thing down there...
I finally understand what that black thing Ying'er's mother used last night was.
"What's wrong, honey?" Ying'er asked.
"I...I'm excited...you're making me almost cum, you can touch your genitals if you want." I had indeed heard that.
He was breathing loudly, his brain filled with sperm.
"You little pervert..." Ying'er pinched my arm hard and continued:
"That thing was too big. Even after I put it down on my mom's vagina and it got wet, it still wouldn't fit me. So my mom..."
"She broke my virginity with her fingers. You won't be upset, will you, husband?" Ying'er asked.
"No, no, I'm just a little hot. Go on, and then?"
"After I lost my virginity, they would always bring me along whenever they had sex. I know it's wrong, but I also..."
I don't know why I've never refused. Maybe it's like my mother said, that all the women in our Zhao family really do have that quality.
What illness, I suppose? Uncle Duan eventually gave up on using that bullwhip on me because it was just too big for me. Afterwards...
He used his hands to have sex with me and my mom, sometimes up to ten times a day. Gradually, I got used to it.
It felt like an addiction; if I didn't get touched by Uncle Duan's hands for a day, I couldn't muster any energy. Later, I moved to...
After my aunt's visit, it took me a long time to completely suppress the matter. Um... that's all...
"No, there's more. I think there's something else you haven't told me," I said, grinning mischievously at Ying'er.
"How did you know there was more later?" Ying'er was adorably innocent; getting information out of her was no challenge at all.
"Later...later...after doing this for a while, Uncle Duan kept coming up with new ideas to mess with us. I know he made..."
A man from another village had slept with my mother, and he wanted them to sleep with me too. My mother held a kitchen knife to her own neck to save me.
So, I know my mom still protects me... Later on, even those men got annoyed, Uncle Duan...
Then he remembered me again. He tied me to the old tree in the yard and made my mom... made my mom lick my genitals.
He even made me...pee for my mom to drink...anyway, he's become a pervert..." I was already dizzy from what she was saying, but...
I didn't want to interrupt her.
"Did you enjoy being licked by your mom?" I felt that, to show my strong interest, I had to...
Let me insert a few questions in between.
"Hmm, Mom's really good at licking. It's like she knows what I'll feel good about down there. Sometimes she licks quickly, sometimes slowly, licking that..."
When Xiaodoudou was little, her face was always wet with my water, unlike Uncle Duan's stubble which was all rough and only had one layer.
"Tongue sticking in..." (Holy crap, that old man licked it too), "At first I was really resistant, my mom..."
They would press down on my thighs with their hands, like they were eating something delicious, but watching my mother sucking and licking below, my heart...
It's incredibly awkward. She's my own mother! After I left her side, now she's the one doing all the favors for me.
And she was licked until she lost her virginity in front of her husband... but after doing it so many times, she gradually stopped feeling it...
"After I gradually got used to being licked by my mother, no matter how Uncle Duan tied me up, or even hung me up and whipped me with a donkey whip, I was no longer bothered."
My mom would have to suckle for a long time before I could finish, and Uncle Duan gradually lost interest. Then one time, Uncle Duan gave...
My eyes were blindfolded with black silk, and I was hung from an old tree. I didn't know what was going to happen, and then...
Several tongues were licking my genitals, and my anus... I lost my virginity several times in one go, Duan
My uncle asked me if it felt better than when my mom licked me, and I lied and said no, but actually I felt so good that my whole body felt like it was being pricked with needles.
It's like... especially since I can't see, and I don't know where it might get licked, so I imagine this is me...
My future husband is licking my lips, hehe…
My wife looked at me and continued, "That time, it was the first time I felt so empty down there, I almost..."
Uncle Duan used his bullwhip on me, and later I couldn't control my lower body anymore. I not only lost my virginity but also urinated.
...I pooped all over the place... Later, my mom told me that the men who slept with me that time were all ugly men from other villages. My mom didn't...
They let them do it to me, but I couldn't stop Uncle Duan from letting them lick my pussy.
Ying'er suddenly realized she had used a swear word and quickly buried her head in my back, like a child who had done something wrong.
I was fuming with rage at that point.
"Is there anything else?" I asked.
"I'm tired today, I'm not going to talk anymore," Ying'er turned around and yawned. (Oh my god, there's more!!!)
Moonlight streamed through the glass window, casting the shadow of the old tree in the yard onto the floor inside the house. I looked at the old tree...
Thinking of how Ying'er was once hung under that tree, how she was defiled by her mother and those ugly farmers,
He rubbed his swollen, red penis with his right hand, and the last few drops of semen without sperm flowed out.
The next morning, seeing the dried semen on her hands, she suddenly remembered what she had ejaculated in front of her mother's window the night before.
Suddenly jolted awake, Da Tan sprang to attention, quickly dressed, and ran to the backyard. What if her mother saw this pile of things?
"Okay, wouldn't that be the same as telling her where I was last night?" When I arrived outside the inner room, I saw that it had already been beaten.
The floor was swept clean; I knew I was late…
The next few days passed peacefully for the three of us, shattering all my previous illusions. Her mother was still...
He remained expressionless as always, and didn't mention that night. The seventh day after his death passed in the blink of an eye; it was time for us to return to Beijing.
We left. Before we left, Ying'er's mother accompanied us to the bus station, and she handed us a package.
He said, "These are things your Uncle Duan left for you. Open them when you get home. Ying'er, come here."
Ying'er obediently walked to her mother's side.
"Ying'er, you're luckier than your mother. You found your destined one at such a young age. You should understand."
Cherish it, understand? Don't come back to see me unless it's absolutely necessary. Take good care of your husband.
"Mom..." Ying'er cried again, her face streaked with tears!
As I sat on the long-distance bus, comforting Ying'er, I fiddled with the package, wondering what was inside.
I had a pretty good idea of what was in the noodles after touching a long, stick-like object.
He said to Ying'er, "When we get to the train station, let's return those sleeper tickets. This time, we'll take a soft sleeper compartment back."
Enjoy it!

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