The beautiful and reserved wife who indulges in desire (Springtime Across the Pacific) (05)

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I dragged my heavy steps back to the bedroom and fell into a deep sleep. When the sun was high in the sky, I opened my eyes. My wife was lying beside me with her eyes wide open, her beautiful face only a centimeter away from my eyes. I woke up with a start.

"Where's W?"

"He left. He was afraid of waking you, so he asked me to say thank you for your hospitality." After saying that, my wife probably realized that her words were grammatically incorrect, and she blushed again. Turning around, my wife's back was facing me in her pajamas.

I stared at my wife, as if trying to get to know her again. But I saw her shoulders shaking, as if she was sobbing. I propped myself up and looked over. My wife's face was covered in tears.

"Honey, will you think I'm dirty and leave me?"

I was flustered and at a loss. The last bit of jealousy and unhappiness vanished, and I quickly hugged my wife. "No, baby. It's my fault for making you like this. Last night I couldn't sleep alone, and I dreamt several times that you didn't want me anymore. I woke up crying several times."

Hearing this, my wife sat up and hugged me, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry, I wasn't that willful." We hugged each other and cried for a long time.

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After W left, my wife and I lived a peaceful and sweet life, just like before. But deep down, I think we both knew that something was different. For example, in the first few days, we made love much more frequently. And each time we felt like we weren't satisfied. During sex, we would sometimes tear at each other, sometimes hug each other tightly, my wife pressing down on my buttocks, as if trying to force me into her body. And when I thought of my beautiful wife, writhing in agony during W's rough and violent thrusting, and how our lovemaking had become more intense, even fierce, and passionate,

I knew we were both somewhat addicted. I knew this couldn't go on. I had to let my wife know that my love for her hadn't changed.

After another night of passionate yet somehow lacking culmination, my wife remained silent, facing the bed. I lit a cigarette, pondering how to begin.

"Cough...cough," my wife choked on the smoke. This became the opportunity to speak.

"I'm sorry, Ying."

"Hao, when did you become so polite to me?" my wife said resentfully. I clearly heard a sigh in her heart.

"Ugh...ugh," I stammered, speechless.

"Would you like to hear me play and sing a song?" my wife asked. Before I could answer, she threw off the covers and got up. Naked white. My wife quickly put on her nightgown, her face flushing almost imperceptibly.

She took out her instrument and tuned it. My wife's focused movements as she played the zither were so captivating. My heart trembled, my gaze drifting down her casually flowing hair to her chest. Her nightgown was low-cut, revealing her alluring cleavage, which deepened and then receded with the movement of her hands.

A tinkling sound rang out, followed by my wife softly humming: "

The lotus fragrance fades, the jade mat is cool in autumn. I lightly loosen my silk robe, and alone board the orchid boat. Who sends a letter from the clouds? When the wild geese return, the moon is full over the western tower.

Flowers drift and water flows. One kind of longing, two places of idle sorrow. This feeling cannot be dispelled; it just descends from my brow, only to rise again in my heart. "

Tears streamed down my face. Was my wife telling me that these past few days, my body was physically present but my heart was elsewhere?

I stepped forward and embraced her, kissing away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

"Do you regret it?" my wife asked.

"..." I pondered my words.

"Ying, you may never understand my psychology, or rather, my twisted psychology. But I truly have no regrets.

"Undeniably, when I watched W's...that...insertion," I noticed out of the corner of my eye that my wife's eyes clearly darted away as I mentioned insertion, glancing to the side. Her body trembled slightly. "When I watched W's...that...insertion into you, my heart was filled with mixed emotions, yet incredibly stimulating. But when I saw your satisfied expression, I secretly told myself, 'I did the right thing.' Ying, I want you to experience this pleasure. I've said it before, you are an angel fallen from heaven, I alone am not worthy to possess you, no other man is.

"As long as you don't leave me, I will not abandon you—this is my love for you. Besides me, there is no other gentleman I can trust, someone you deem worthy, who can give you more sex—this is my way of loving you, a love that penetrates to the bone!" After saying this, I suddenly felt a sense of relief. Now, the bedroom was eerily quiet. I lowered my head, awaiting my wife's "verdict"!

"Hao, you're so silly! You know how much I love you!" my wife said softly. "What you just said was true? I mean, there really is such a man, or rather, such love?"

"Yes!" I looked up and gave my wife an affirmative answer.

My wife hurriedly turned her head away. "Then, last night..."

As if she had made a great decision, my wife finally said in a weak voice, "I was happy last night!"
I was extremely excited and grabbed my wife's slender hand. "Really? I love you, Ying!" My wife leaned into my arms.
"Just one thing, you said you liked to see...see me...see me happy," although I couldn't see my wife's expression, I knew she must have blushed again. "Why did you leave again?"

"I was afraid that neither of us could let go."

"Poor husband! Lovely husband!" My wife gave me a deep kiss. I gave up the opportunity to witness Ying's love, but in return, I gained my wife's even more unwavering love. It was worth it!

"Then, Ying, can you tell me about it?" I was in a great mood and pressed my advantage.

"You're so annoying!" my wife said shyly. 　　Last night, after saying goodnight to the two of them, my wife told me everything that had happened between her and W, except for the part about what happened after I eavesdropped outside the door and left.

It 　　turned out that, at W's insistence, the two of them finally imitated a dramatic sexual encounter between W's second uncle and W's mother, Xiaoman. Afterwards, however, neither of them felt sleepy. W then told my wife about his wife Xiaoru's experience. 　　Upon learning that Xiaoru had been assaulted by his second uncle on their wedding day, W felt a thrill far greater than bitterness. He even secretly hoped that Xiaoru would be molested by his second uncle again. He knew that it wouldn't be difficult to do. On one hand, Xiaoru was stunningly beautiful, tall, with large breasts and a full bottom; her swaying gait captivated all the young men in the village. On the other hand, his second uncle was an incorrigible lecher, driven by lust and unaware of the consequences. 　　At the time, W was a university teacher in a provincial capital city, while his wife Xiaoru was a graduate student at the same university. They spent their winter and summer vacations back in W's rural hometown. As mentioned earlier, before his marriage, W often fantasized about threesomes while living with Xiaoru, and of course, he also told Xiaoru about his mother's affair with his second uncle. As for whether W ever imitated his second uncle in having sex with Xiaoru, I don't know, but he probably did. One summer evening that year, the newlywed couple, who had been married for six months, were enjoying the cool evening air with W's mother in their hometown, chatting about everyday things. Suddenly, his second uncle came in carrying two watermelons. 　　"Little W and Xiaoru are both here? Come and eat some watermelon. These have been soaking in the well all day. They're sandy, hot, and freezing!" 　　His mother gave them a disgusted look, but still took the watermelons and said, "I'll cut them."

Uncle Er sat in the chair Mother had just been sitting in, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan. "Little W, bring Xiao Ru to my farm tomorrow. I'll have the chef cook some of his specialties." It turned out that, thanks to the policies of the past few years, or perhaps because Uncle Er's hormones weren't as strong as before, he had started focusing on business. He took out a loan and built some kind of farmhouse inn in front of the mountains in his hometown, making quite a bit of money. Presumably, Mother's bracelet and earrings were gifts from Uncle Er. However, this scoundrel Uncle Er still hadn't given up on Mother, and today he came again, taking advantage of Father's company's organized trip.

"We're going to Uncle's house to pick cherries tomorrow," Xiao Ru said, her expression uneasy ever since Uncle Er entered, quickly refusing with a look of disgust.

"Hmm, hmm. I'll go help your mother get the watermelon," Uncle Er said sullenly.

Uncle Er went into the house and headed to the kitchen.

Xiao Ru quickly got up. "I need to go back to my room and change my clothes." W knew that Xiao Ru was dressed too lightly, and the sticky look Uncle Er had given her earlier made her uncomfortable. Xiaoru had always been listless towards her second uncle.

...

Finally, her second uncle finished a slice of watermelon. Seeing that everyone was mostly silent, and realizing he wasn't being well-received, he got up and left, while earnestly inviting the young couple to visit the resort sometime, saying, "It's all family, don't be shy."

"Second uncle is so generous, Mom," W said to his mother.

"Hmph," his mother snorted.

...

"Second uncle is taking advantage of Mom again," Xiaoru whispered to W as they lay in bed.

"Oh?"

"I overheard it. When Mom was cutting the watermelon, I heard second uncle whisper that he would come again tonight. Mom called him a pervert, saying his son and daughter-in-law were there, and he shouldn't be so indecent. Second uncle said, 'If you don't want me to come, then why are you wet?'" Xiaoru said.
These words were like a spark, instantly igniting W's lust. He got up, lifted Xiaoru's shirt, and grabbed her large breasts, kneading them vigorously. Then, panting, he took a purple nipple into his mouth.

Startled, Xiaoru first let out an "Ah..." followed by a long "Mmm..." from the warmth in her chest.

W's hands remained firmly on his wife's large breasts. "These really look like Mom's breasts. Mom's breasts were just as big and white. Uncle Er has rubbed and tasted them!"

W's mouth traveled down his wife's body, kissing her lower abdomen, pubic area, past her dark vulva, along her thighs, the back of her legs, and her beautiful feet. He felt he had completely possessed his wife's beautiful body. He gently pushed his wife's legs apart, and she obediently bent her legs and opened them.

W moved closer to Xiaoru's crotch. He sniffed. He took her entire vulva into his mouth. His tongue darted out, plowing open his wife's slightly damp slit and working back and forth inside. Xiaoru let out a long, satisfied "Ah," her buttocks lifted off the bed, her body arching as she raised her vulva. She pushed W's head away with both resistance and welcome.

"Shh..." W suddenly stopped Xiaoru's moans.

Footsteps came from the kitchen.

W, holding Xiaoru's hand, tiptoed to the kitchen door.

"Xiao W and Xiaoru are here, Second Brother, don't do this tonight, ah!"

Mother and Second Uncle!

Mother refused verbally, but then let out a joyful scream. This scream clearly encouraged the intruder. "It's far away from them here. I missed you so much. Xiao Wu has been on vacation for so long, I haven't had a chance. It's been so long since I tasted your flesh!"

"Ah..." Mother groaned with a sob in her voice.

"Slurp...slurp...mmm~ ah" Second Uncle shamelessly sucked, tasting Mother's ripe body without any restraint. If Father hadn't been able to satisfy Mother for many years after their marriage, Second Uncle's unbridled playing with and fucking of Mother in recent years had developed her into an exceptionally sensitive woman from the inside out, from heart to body. Mother had transformed from the naive girl of yesteryear into the mature and juicy woman she was today. Her mother's infidelity, ironically, resulted in a youthful appearance nurtured by sex—her mother, in her fifties, looked like a woman in her thirties, and standing next to Xiaoru, they looked like sisters!

Hearing the sounds of lewdness coming from the kitchen, Xiaoru instinctively grabbed W's arm, pulling her husband towards the room. W, however, pulled his wife close to his chest, signaling for quiet.

"Xiaoman, your cunt is getting wetter and wetter."

"No~" Her mother's words were few, but the endings were drawn out, full of allure. She was completely different from her daytime self. Given her mother's personality, she would never stoop to such seduction. The only explanation was that it was her nature—lewdness, the very nature of a woman with large breasts, a round bottom, and an exceptionally plump cunt—W thought firmly to himself.

"Xiaoru's breasts are just like yours! Unbelievably big. All the young men in the village have their eyes stolen by you two, you sluts!" The second uncle insulted her mother, but then brought up Xiaoru.

Xiaoru glared at her husband with shame and anger, and W couldn't help but pull her closer.

"Don't say it, oh... Xiaoru. Don't ruin Xiaoru!"

"Ah," her mother cried out, followed by a splashing sound. W and Xiaoru outside the door both breathed heavily. They knew their mother had been penetrated by their second uncle. Xiaoru knew her second uncle's size. Her body flushed red, and a stream of honey-like fluid gushed from her vagina. W's penis also hardened, but it accidentally slipped into a warm, wet place. He sensed that Xiaoru was aroused and looked at his wife in surprise. Xiaoru had her eyes closed, but her buttocks were slightly raised.

The thrusting and panting continued for more than ten minutes, and the mother's moans gradually became louder. "Slap!" The second uncle freed one hand and slapped his mother. "Xiaoru has been fucked by me!" "No~" the mother was about to cry. 　　"What do you mean no! No, then I'll pull out." The thrusting stopped for a moment. 　　"Yes, hurry~" the mother

cried . 　　"Can I fuck Xiaoru?" 　　"Yes~ Quick, give it to me~" the mother cried. 　　The thrusting continued, "Weren't you high and mighty back then? You still got fucked into submission by my big devil. When you students came to the village to work in the fields, I took a liking to you at first sight. Heaven have mercy, my good fifth brother married a heavenly wife like you, which is a great deal for me, the older brother. We're family now. I like you so much. Xiaoru likes you too." 　　"Waaah..." came the mother's voice. 　　"Xiaoru, wait for your uncle to fuck you!" Ah... the second uncle roared and thrust wildly. 　　Outside the window, Xiaoru had already proactively tilted her neck back, thrusting her plump white buttocks, rubbing her cunt against the hard, hot cock. From her neck to her slender waist to her plump white buttocks, she formed a perfect, seductive S-shape! 　　"I'll fuck you to pieces, Xiaoman! I'll fuck you to pieces, Xiaoru!" My second uncle roared one last time, presumably having already ejaculated inside my mother's plump body. ---------------- 　　My wife and I at our home in America. On the bed, through her pajamas, I kneaded my wife's soft, plump breasts. 　　"You mean W and Xiaoru were having sex while eavesdropping on his second uncle fucking his mother?" 　　"What 'fuck'? That sounds awful. That's what W said." My wife wrinkled her nose. 　　"Maybe W's mother actually enjoys being raped like that."

"W said the same thing. He said he's grown up and could have stopped it, but he couldn't bear to ruin his mother's happiness. Honey, you and he sometimes think alike." My wife's face flushed inexplicably again; she must have thought of something. I didn't press her. I only asked, "According to what you said earlier, W would do it to you in different ways every time he told a story. How did you do it this time?" "

..." My wife remained silent.

I clasped my hands together and placed them on my wife's cleavage, gently spreading them outwards to open her nightgown. I gently took one of her nipples into my mouth and began licking it. My hands moved down, covering my wife's pubic hair and gently but firmly kneading it.

"Tell me!"

"Oh~"

"He made me imagine he was my second uncle, and that's how he fucked me!"

"How did he fuck you? Tell me specifically!" I went crazy, opening my wife's legs and kissing her wet vulva, which was already overflowing with moisture. I remembered W saying that this place resembled his mother's vulva. I observed it closely: my wife's slightly raised mons pubis, sparse pubic hair, plump labia majora, and two protruding, purplish-red labia minora, bulging like steamed buns. Below the labia minora was her flowing, moist vulva.

I leaned closer, circling my tongue around my wife's anus and perineum, then thrusting it into her vagina, moving in and out, drawing out even more fluid. Finally, I parted her labia and began licking her clitoris with varying pressure and speed.

My wife let out a long, soft moan.

"W called me a slut and made me lie...lie on the bed with my ass facing him. I covered my pussy with my hands, but he was so strong that he took my hands away and put them on my ass.

Then he started spanking my ass. While spanking, he made me call him 'Second Uncle.'"

"Did you call him that?"

"I didn't at first, but I did later."

"You're so slutty."

"Yes, I'm a slut...a slut, husband, come in, I'll tell you!"

I got up and lay on top of my wife, my already swollen penis easily sliding into her ecstasy.

"Ah,~. When I called him 'Second Uncle,' I thought of how he raped her mother and Xiaoru, and my pussy felt so full. Ah~, husband, fuck me!"

"Let him fuck you!" I roared.

"Yeah, let him...fuck me with his second uncle!" My wife was completely lost in the moment. I knew that my past grievances with my wife had been resolved, and we had overcome the crisis after the threesome. The future was truly something to look forward to.

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