My wife is like a prostitute, I am her slave (sections 1-5)

Chapter One: Village Memories

Let me tell you about myself. I was born into an intellectual family in the countryside. Why do I say that? Because during the Down to the Countryside Movement, my father severed ties with my grandfather and moved from Beijing to a small rural town in the northeastern border region. Although he severed ties in terms of social status, he couldn't sever the influence of generations of scholarly family tradition on him.

My father married a local woman and had me. Naturally, he educated me in the family tradition. I inherited my father's refinement and my mother's delicate features. Perhaps for this reason, my personality is somewhat androgynous—a man's body with a woman's personality.

My fourth brother was my neighbor. He was four years older than me and was the leader of the kids in our area. He was a good fighter and extremely ruthless. Being timid, I naturally regarded him as my protector. I obeyed him without question, partly out of admiration and partly out of fear.

One summer when I was twelve, my father went to Shanghai on a business trip, saying that my mother should go with him to broaden her horizons. Since I hadn't started my summer vacation yet, I had to stay at home, and I cried a lot about it. Before leaving, they entrusted me to Aunt Zhao, who was also my fourth brother's mother. I would eat at her house during the day and sleep at home at night. Because I was timid, Aunt Zhao asked my fourth brother to sleep at my house with me.

Since my father was one of the few teachers with a formal teaching position in the village, and my mother was very capable, our family's economic situation was among the best in the village. We were the first family in the village to buy a television, and we had just bought a VCR.

One evening after dinner at my fourth brother's house, he was in a hurry to come to my house to do his homework, so he dragged me there. He mysteriously took out a videotape from his schoolbag and said he wanted me to see it. It was the first time I had ever watched pornography. My face turned bright red, my heart pounded, and my penis became erect for the first time in my life due to sexual stimulation. Aunt Zhao came by once during this time. When she saw us "seriously" doing our homework, she told us to finish our homework and go to bed early before leaving.

After my nervousness finally calmed down a little, I turned on the VCR again. When those images came into view again, my penis became painfully hard once more. Turning my head, I saw Fourth Brother stroking his penis. Although 16 years old is still considered a child, Fourth Brother's penis was bigger than the adult penises I'd seen in the bathhouse, only slightly smaller than the black men in the videos. The difference was that Fourth Brother's was very white, with a large, pinkish glans that looked quite attractive.

Seeing me looking at him, he told me to imitate him. Seeing him do this, I wasn't embarrassed anymore. I thought maybe this was how you should do when watching videos like this, so I took out my own penis. At the time, I didn't know that having a small penis was shameful for a man. Fourth Brother laughed when he saw it, saying,

"So small, haha!" He then roughly touched my penis a couple of times. I felt a tingling, numb sensation in my lower body, and my whole body trembled. In that indescribable feeling of pleasure, I ejaculated for the first time in my life.

"So fast! Why can't mine come out? Help me," Fourth Brother said.

Perhaps it was the stimulation from the video, but I didn't seem to mind him doing it, though I was embarrassed to face his huge penis. I did it while watching TV.

I grabbed his penis with my hand, but realized I couldn't wrap my arms around it with one hand, so I used both hands to move it up and down.

At that moment, a white woman on TV was giving oral sex to a black man (I only learned later that this was called oral sex). My fourth brother pressed my head down forcefully with his hand. I knew what he meant, but I felt it was a bit dirty and embarrassing, so I kept my neck straight and didn't lower my head.

My fourth brother said, "I'll do it for you too." I then realized that my penis, which I had just ejaculated, had become hard again, and my fourth brother was holding it and rubbing it. I didn't know what to say, so I lowered my head and took his penis into my mouth. His penis was so big that I could barely fit the head in, and I moved it up and down like in the video.

Although I had just ejaculated, I still couldn't resist the multiple stimulations, and in less than a minute, I erupted again uncontrollably. But after I had been doing this for over thirty minutes, Fourth Brother forced me to ejaculate into my mouth. I didn't want to swallow it, but he held me down hard, his penis pressing against my throat. I instinctively swallowed, but some still spilled out.

Finally, he released me. It was the first time I had ever tasted semen. To be honest, it wasn't like the delicious or tasty descriptions in some articles. It tasted astringent, and that taste lingered in my throat. I gagged afterward.

In the days that followed, Fourth Brother kept changing his penis. He wasn't satisfied with just oral sex; he also anally penetrated me. The first few times, I bled, and later he actually penetrated me a few times.

Okay, I won't write more about this part; any more and it'll turn into a gay novel. Actually, we weren't gay. Back then, rural attitudes were still very conservative, and contact between men and women was rare. Like people in prison, the only ways to release tension were masturbation and mutual intercourse. But this experience made me even more dependent on and afraid of Fourth Brother. Please don't scold me, fellow sluts; perhaps only those who have experienced it can understand!

My relationship with Fourth Brother lasted for several years, until his father was transferred from the town's savings bank to the city.

A few years later, my father's application to return to the city after more than ten years of being a sent-down youth was finally approved. In 1995, our family returned to Beijing with reluctance to leave our second hometown and longing for a new life. The following year, I successfully passed the entrance exam for a university in Beijing. During the summer vacation, my father took my mother and me back to our small town in Northeast China—a kind of triumphant homecoming, I suppose!

Before returning to Beijing, we stayed in the provincial capital for a while, and naturally, I saw Fourth Brother again. By then, he was already a tall man, over 1.8 meters. He told me he had served in the army and, after his discharge, was assigned to drive for the leaders at the Agricultural Bank. He took me sightseeing for a few days, showing me the booming sex industry in Northeast China, though things were much stricter in Beijing. I also witnessed Fourth Brother's "connections" (Northeastern slang for being well-connected) in the provincial capital, seeing some petty thugs bowing and scraping before him, knowing he was a big shot in the underworld.

During this time, I truly experienced the pleasures of a woman for the first time.

Once, while showering, Fourth Brother saw my penis and laughed, saying, "Yours is still so small!" I smiled sheepishly. During the massage, the masseuse kept laughing.

Later, as expected, I was defeated in less than three minutes, while Fourth Brother became increasingly vigorous, eventually even taking my penis, and it wasn't until more than an hour later that we finally finished.

The masseuse returned to my side satisfied and said, "Little brother, don't let Fourth Brother meet your wife after you get married, or else..." Another said, "That's right, Fourth Brother loves young wives the most; so many young wives in his workplace have been ruined by him." "Don't talk nonsense, don't scare my friends, they won't dare invite me to their weddings, haha! But I've never been with a college student before, brother, how about introducing Fourth Brother to one when you go to college?" Fourth Brother said, looking at me.

"Don't think I don't know. You wouldn't even bother with us if we weren't entertaining friends! Aren't you the one who sleeps with other people's wives? That time your colleague Xiao Liu invited you to his wedding, didn't you take advantage of him being drunk and drag his wife into an empty room and have sex with her? She didn't even take off her wedding dress!" the woman next to me said.

"Damn, you even know that?" Fourth Brother rolled his eyes at her.

"You think others don't know? Actually, Xiao Liu himself knows. If it weren't for you being the boss, hmph!" the woman continued.

"But to be honest, which woman wouldn't be tempted by Fourth Brother's thing? It's big, white, and beautiful. If I weren't trying to make a living, I'd be happy to let Fourth Brother fuck me for free every day." "Get the hell out of here, what boss or not, don't try to scare my brother with that. With our relationship, what's his is mine, and what's mine is his, understand? Brother, right?" Fourth Brother turned his head to look at me, and for some reason, I saw a sinister look in his eyes.

I said, "Of course!"

"From now on, you can have any of my women. Go meet your sister-in-law tomorrow. If you don't mind her age, I'll let her keep you company. What's wrong with that? Your wife is my wife too, right, brother?" "No problem. If you go to Beijing, Fourth Brother, stay at my place." I thought it was just a joke, so I agreed.

"I won't go now, I'll go after you get married. Then I can have some fun with college girls and young married women, okay, brother?" "Sure, Fourth Brother, you can go whenever you want." Given what he said before, I could only go along with it, thinking he was just joking.

"Haha! I told you, my brother is loyal."

"Little brother, with a penis like that, don't let Fourth Brother make your wife leave you!" a woman teased.

I remained noncommittal…

and so seven or eight days passed in a daze. Of course, I didn't actually go to my fourth brother's house and do anything with his wife. I forgot everything else, but the feeling of inferiority lingered. Compared to my fourth brother, mine was too small, and the duration was too short. At the time, I could only comfort myself by saying that these prostitutes were too skilled.

The second chapter: Romance .

Back in Beijing, I went to school, and life went on as usual. I got a girlfriend named Xiaohui, who is now my wife.

She was a journalism major, 1.68 meters tall, not very voluptuous, but exuding sexiness. She liked to wear skirts, especially short skirts. Her two long, slender, jade-white legs attracted greedy glances from boys and envious looks from girls wherever she went. Her buttocks weren't big, but they were perky. Although her waist wasn't very thin, it formed a perfect transition with her upper body's graceful curves. Her full breasts stood proudly erect, and the snow-white skin beneath her neck accentuated her delicate face, making her an undeniably beautiful sight. Perhaps beauty is in the eye of the beholder; to be honest, she wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but I adored her.

When I first decided to pursue her, I discussed it with my roommates. They said she was great, and just looking at her made me want to sleep with her. They said it was fine for casual flings, but if I wanted to marry her, they advised me to forget it, saying she looked too promiscuous and might cheat on me a lot after marriage!

I thought, fine, I'm free anyway, might as well have some fun, so I launched a fierce offensive. Finally, I got my wish, and I began my first relationship. However, whenever passion arose, a vague sense of inferiority would take over, and I was afraid that if I ejaculated too early, she would look down on me, so we never had any real physical contact, at most just using our hands to relieve ourselves.

Graduation was just around the corner, and we were still completely innocent. She always thought I wanted to save the most beautiful moment for marriage, and she treated me even better.

The second semester of my junior year had just begun, and I was idly waiting for my wife to come see me. We had planned to go out for dinner and then a movie. Suddenly, the dorm loudspeaker blared: "Wang Ba (hehe, let's use that name), someone's looking for you." Hearing my name called, I thought it was my wife and went out. To my surprise, it was my fourth brother standing there, grinning at me. For some reason, I always felt his smile was sinister; I'd felt that way before. Maybe that's one of the reasons everyone's afraid of him!

I greeted the gatekeeper and went back to the dorm. Apparently, he was in Beijing on business and stopped by to see me.

"I heard you found someone, and she's quite pretty?" my fourth brother asked immediately.

"Yeah, just playing around, nothing serious, so I didn't tell you, fourth brother," I said timidly.

"Oh, is that so? Introduce her!"

"Sure, she'll be here in a bit."

Just then, someone else called for me. This time it must be my wife. We went outside, and my wife, wearing a white, tight-fitting short dress, was standing there. She saw me coming out with a stranger, but Fourth Brother's tall and handsome appearance still surprised her. I introduced us, and I noticed Fourth Brother's gaze was a little off, but it only lasted a moment before he returned to normal – no wonder he's a seasoned player.

"Sister-in-law, I'd like to treat you to dinner. What are your plans for tonight?" "She wants to see a movie, why don't we go together?" I said.

"Great, great! I haven't been to the movies in ages."

My wife glanced at me a little unhappily, but Fourth Brother didn't notice. However, thinking about dinner being arranged, my wife quickly perked up.

During dinner, my wife was particularly amused by Fourth Brother's humorous way of speaking, and I couldn't help but admire him even more.

At the movie theater, because we arrived a little late, we could only get tickets for the last row. I sat in the middle, with my wife and Fourth Brother on either side of me. I talked to Fourth Brother, while my wife listened to her Walkman out of boredom.

After a while, my wife patted me and whispered in my ear, "Let's switch, the guy next to us smells." I could also faintly smell armpit odor, so we switched, and now my wife was in the middle. Fourth Brother looked at me and smiled, still with that sinister look.

The movie started, but it wasn't very interesting. People in love don't go to the movies just to watch, but with Fourth Brother around, we couldn't do anything. As the movie progressed, I noticed my wife leaning towards me, her head resting on my shoulder, and falling asleep. I told her to lie on my lap, saying it would be more comfortable that way. Without thinking, my wife's buttocks and legs were now resting on Fourth Brother, her already short skirt almost revealing half of her buttocks. My wife, asleep on my lap, was breathing evenly.

After a while, my wife stirred. I looked down at her; she hadn't gotten up, but had just moved a little closer to me. The movie theater seats were already narrow, and when I glanced down at her lower body, I was shocked to see Fourth Brother's hands roaming and caressing my wife's legs and buttocks in the darkness, even pulling her skirt up to her waist.

When he noticed me looking at him, Fourth Brother actually smiled at me, his eyes growing even colder. He pointed at my wife, then at his own legs. For some reason, my penis hardened, a sour feeling rising in my chest, the opposite of my physical reaction. I could feel my penis pressing against my wife's face.

I understood Fourth Brother's intentions, but made no move. Seeing his smile fade and his sinister gaze fixed on me, I trembled under his gaze. I knew this man was not to be trifled with; if he was displeased, he was capable of anything.

I nodded, and he withdrew his hand. I woke my wife; she was still groggy. I told her her legs were a little numb and asked her to sit up straight. She fell asleep again while sitting. I gently nudged her towards Fourth Brother, and she slumped against him, drowsy and weak. Little by little, she lay down on Fourth Brother's lap, his hand resting on her chest, while my wife's hand pressed against his crotch.

I pretended to watch a movie, glancing at Fourth Brother's actions out of the corner of my eye. He started kneading her breasts. I was terrified my wife would wake up; then I'd be finished, my relationship with her would be over. But deep down, I wanted to see more clearly how Fourth Brother was toying with my wife; my penis was already painfully hard.

Fourth Brother seemed unsatisfied with just touching her through her clothes. He slipped his hand inside my wife's collar, then fiddled with his own crotch for a few moments, finally pulling out his large penis and guiding my wife's hand to masturbate him. To be honest, I really didn't dare say anything. I think even if she weren't my girlfriend, but my married wife, I'd still be angry but dare not speak out!

At this moment, I realized my wife must have woken up, because I could feel her leg trembling slightly against mine. If she were to become angry at this moment because of the humiliation, I think it would truly be the end for us. But she didn't. I couldn't understand why she continued to pretend to be asleep. Was she afraid? Or excited? Perhaps because there were so many people, Fourth Brother didn't seem inclined to delve any deeper, and I pretended not to know anything.

Finally, the movie ended, and I "woke" my wife. She pretended not to know how she had fallen asleep on Fourth Brother's lap and even apologized to him. We were silent the whole way home. After dropping my wife off, Fourth Brother told me to stay at his hotel. I didn't say anything, nor did I dare.

At the hotel, after showering, Fourth Brother lay there and said, "Your girlfriend is pretty good! She's sexy enough, but don't worry, I won't fuck her now. Do you know why?" "Because I'm waiting until you two get married to fuck her, haha! What, you seem a little unhappy?" Fourth Brother continued.

"No," I replied simply.

"Fuck your mother! What the hell is wrong with you, are you mute?" He said, sitting up.

I flinched back in fright: "Fourth Brother, really, no!"

"You motherfucker!"

I felt a sharp pain on my face; Fourth Brother had slapped me hard across the face, leaving it burning.

"Come here, serve me."

I understood what he meant. Trembling, I walked to him and knelt on the carpet. I didn't dare disobey in the slightest because I was afraid of him. Really, I knew I was a coward, but I couldn't change it.

I grabbed Fourth Brother's big penis and put it in my mouth. "Hmm, not bad. I was so pent up at the movie theater. You know, your girlfriend was actually awake a while ago. She seems to like my big penis, haha! Yours is too small. You might as well become a eunuch! Think it through. Your girlfriend is a slut. After you get married, your little thing definitely won't be able to satisfy her." Fourth Brother muttered to himself as I gave him oral sex. "

Anyway, she's cheating on me anyway, so I might as well take care of her." Fourth Brother added.

I knew that if what I did as a child was because I had nowhere to vent, then now he was making me give him oral sex to destroy my self-esteem and to better control me. But what I was thinking at that moment was, "After we get married, I'll give him oral sex, suck him until he's hard, and then he'll fuck my wife." That's really what I was thinking. As I thought about this, my little penis shamefully hardened.

Fourth Brother noticed this and used his toes to hook the front of my athletic shorts and pull them down hard. Because I was kneeling, my body was in a zigzag shape, and my butt was sitting on his heels, so he couldn't pull them down. He cursed, "You motherfucker, kneel up straight!" I kept getting up, and he easily pulled my underwear down with his toes.

"Hahaha..." he laughed at me, "Look at yourself, can your little thing satisfy your girlfriend? And when you hear that I'm going to fuck your wife, your little thing gets this hard. You're born to be a cuckold!" As he spoke, he kicked my little penis repeatedly.

"Okay, let's do this: tomorrow, invite her along. I'll take you out for some fun, and maybe you can get to know each other better. I'll sleep with her on your wedding day. It's a deal, you have to marry her. I'll come to Beijing to congratulate you then, understand?" I didn't answer. "Fuck you, say something!" He kicked me hard in the balls, making me wince and tremble. I didn't know if it was from fear or pain, but fearing even harsher punishment, I could only say,

"I understand, I agree!"

"Hahaha..." He laughed, his huge penis growing even harder and larger. My mind was filled with thoughts of our wedding day, imagining that huge penis entering my new wife's body and implanting its seed inside her, and yet, my penis ejaculated.

"Hmm, looks like you really agree." Fourth Brother leaned back with satisfaction. "This needs to be planned carefully." That night, he entered me from behind again, and while he was penetrating my anus, he forced me to say things like I begged him to fuck my wife, that I would serve them on the sidelines, and that I begged him to turn my wife into a whore. I actually said those things, and I said them very well, like telling a story. Fourth Brother smiled coldly and said he accepted my request.

During this process, I ejaculated on my own without touching my penis. Later, I realized that this was premature ejaculation.

The next day, Fourth Brother took my wife and me out. At his instruction, I often went out to buy things and didn't come back for a long time. Sometimes when I came back, I saw that my wife's face was red. The next time, I would look from a distance and find that he had started to molest my wife, which was why my wife was blushing. My wife wasn't very unhappy, she just symbolically tried to avoid him, and when she couldn't avoid him, she just let him take liberties with her. They only restrained themselves when I was around.

Fourth Brother was leaving, and we saw him off at the station. He whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, she'll marry you.

Haha!" Then he said to us, "Take care of yourselves, I'll come to see you often." After Fourth Brother left, I asked my wife what they had talked about. She said nothing much, just some everyday stuff. I didn't ask further; I knew I wouldn't get the answer anyway.

Until we graduated from university, Fourth Brother would come to Beijing to see us every now and then, and each time he only ever touched my wife in a suggestive way. My wife gradually became more affectionate towards Fourth Brother than towards me; they seemed more like a couple. I would often deliberately create opportunities for them to be alone together.

Whenever I say I'm going shopping or find a less-than-ideal reason to leave, leaving them together, the thought of Fourth Brother saying he'd take my wife on our wedding night makes my little penis hard. I imagine Fourth Brother inserting his thick, handsome penis into my wife's body at what should be my moment, ravaging and ravaging her, possibly filling her uterus with his semen, and perhaps his mighty army of sperm raping her weaker egg without resistance, planting a tenacious seed inside her.

Thinking about this, I feel a sharp pain in my heart, while my little thing mockingly erects again and again, betraying the last shred of self-respect I have in front of Fourth Brother. At these times, I find a public restroom and, in that cramped space, masturbate while imagining what's about to happen.

The power of thought is immense. I feel that if what I imagine could come true, it would definitely be a very exciting cuckold porn film. Whenever this happens, I can almost ejaculate very quickly. I'm truly hopeless. [

Forum Silver Level Recognition Badge, Exemplary Moderator Badge, Forum Contribution Badge, Doomsday Ticket, Library, Reposting Star Badge, Personal Space, Send Message, Add as Friend, Currently Offline] Section 3: Wedding Time flies. We graduated, started working, and the wedding day was fast approaching, set for May Day that year. When writing the invitations, I really hadn't thought about writing one for Fourth Brother. Sometimes there's a gap between one's thoughts and reality.

Just as I was hesitating about whether to write one for Fourth Brother, my wife, who was arranging the invitations beside me, said, "You haven't written one for Fourth Brother yet, have you?" I glanced at her; her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head, pretending to look at the invitations.

I didn't say anything, just wrote down my fourth brother's name and said, "You can mail it to him!" She said, "There aren't many days left, why don't you call him?" I said, "Go ahead and call, there's still a lot to write!" Her face turned a little red again, and she said, "That's fine too. You write first, I'm going to the restroom, I'll call my fourth brother while I'm at it." Saying that, she took her phone and went into the restroom.

I suddenly had the urge to hear what they were saying, so I followed her and stood at the restroom door listening.

"Hey, where are you?"

"..."

"Is it convenient to talk?"

"...

" "Yeah, when are you arriving? Do I need to pick you up at the station?" "..." "Then drive carefully!" "..."

"Ugh, I'm not talking to you anymore."

"..."

"No, that's my wedding night! What about him?" "..." "Get lost, I love my husband very much." "..."

"I promised you, but..."

"..."

"Fine, we'll talk about it when he gets here! I'm hanging up now."

After hanging up, I quickly returned to the table and pretended to write the invitations.

It seems my wife had already called Fourth Brother, otherwise she wouldn't have kept quiet about the wedding date! And what did she promise Fourth Brother? Could it be...? My lower body started to stir again.

The wedding took place as scheduled. As the Wedding March played, my wife and I's four-year courtship came to an end. Fourth Brother didn't show up, and I noticed this, but I didn't say anything. Instead, I felt a little happy, while my wife kept glancing at the door with a disappointed look.

Around 8 pm, the people who had been making a ruckus in the bridal chamber went home. After a long day, we took a shower and were ready to enjoy our wedding night. That's what I thought. I wonder if my new wife thought the same way?

Lost in thought, a knock on the door pulled me back to reality.

My wife, unusually quiet from earlier in the day, asked without a hint of displeasure, "Who is it so late?"

"It must be someone I know, go open the door!" I said. Since I was shirtless, I didn't open the door, busy getting dressed.

My fourth brother arrived, shirtless, wearing baggy beach shorts, carrying two boxes. He bared his throat and shouted, "Sorry I'm late! Something came up at the bank this morning, I couldn't leave, so I'm just getting here." I thought, "He's here after all." "But you're still in time, haven't you two consummated your marriage yet? Haha, then it's not too late." My fourth brother said with a double meaning, "Look what I brought you. Oh, by the way, there's some late-night snack in the car downstairs, I can't carry it all, groom, go get it!" I didn't say anything, grabbed the car keys and went downstairs. Unexpectedly, my fourth brother followed me down, carrying things out as he said, "Do you know why I came? Hahaha…" His laughter was loud and... well, you know.

"Fourth Brother, you must be tired from the journey. Get some rest soon!" I asked, seemingly unrelated to the question.

"It's alright, you'll be tired again soon! Let me tell you, we'll have some late-night snacks and drinks later, then you pretend to be drunk, and Xiao Hui and I will act out an adult film for you." Fourth Brother's eyes were like a wolf's, staring at me, but he smiled and said, "So, do you agree?" "Does Xiao Hui agree?" I got goosebumps under his gaze and asked tremblingly.

"You don't need to worry about that. Just watch, did you hear me?" He said the last four words through gritted teeth, slapping my face hard after each word. I started to tremble.

Fourth Brother didn't say anything more, took his things and went upstairs. I followed him into the room and found my wife wearing a pink, thin silk nightgown. It wasn't too sheer, but I could vaguely see her underwear underneath. The hem of the nightgown just covered her full, pert buttocks. Underneath, I could vaguely see her underwear, which was extremely minimally cut. The word "just right" perfectly described it: a bra that just covered my wife's areolas, and panties that just covered my wife's already sparsely haired vulva.

As I turned around, I discovered that my wife was wearing a thong, which made my little penis stand up. As expected, Fourth Brother also had a large tent pitched in his crotch. I was wondering why we didn't have a nightgown like that when Fourth Brother said, "How is it? Pretty, right? I brought it back from America. By the way, you have one too." "Really? Mine is also a nightgown?" I asked, trying to remain calm.

"Here, let me put it on you—no, Xiaohui, you put it on your husband." Fourth Brother grinned wickedly and took a hat out of the box. It was a cowboy hat, but what made me blush was that it was a dark green one.

My wife probably didn't know the meaning of a green hat. She took the hat and put it on me, saying, "Husband, you look so handsome!" "Hehe, this hat really makes you look handsome! Haha!" Fourth Brother laughed, "Come on, let's have some late-night snacks!" "Xiaohui, do you have any good wine at home?" I said, "Fourth Brother hasn't had our wedding wine yet." "Fourth Brother, how about this?" Xiaohui brought out deer antler wine that I had specially gotten.

Fourth Brother looked at it and said to me, "Brother, did you prepare this especially for me? Haha!" I had heard that this wine could enhance a man's sexual ability, and that it would work immediately. I originally wanted to drink some when I first made love with my wife, so that it wouldn't be too fast. I never expected it would be Fourth Brother who got drunk. I've witnessed his abilities firsthand; he can easily handle a prostitute for over an hour. If he drank this, he could probably last two hours without a problem. And this time, the target was… I don't want to think about it anymore.

To make a long story short, after a few rounds of drinks, I think I was quite drunk. I slumped onto the sofa, pretending to be asleep.

"Sister-in-law, I think I've had too much to drink. I haven't had enough! You drink with me!" Fourth Brother said, pulling my wife, who was sitting opposite me, to sit beside him. I squinted at the scene before me. My wife tried to pull away from Fourth Brother's hand, her face flushed—I didn't know if it was from the alcohol or embarrassment.

"Stop it, Fourth Brother, my husband is right here. I've had too much to drink, let's not drink anymore!" my wife said timidly. I had told her some stories about Fourth Brother's life in the underworld before; maybe she was a little scared.

"Fine, I won't drink then, but I haven't had enough fun yet!" Fourth Brother deliberately emphasized the word "fun":

"You can't treat your guests like this!" As he spoke, his hand was already roaming over my wife's thigh.

"No, Fourth Brother, can you please not do this?" my wife gasped, "Not today." Fourth Brother didn't say anything, but pulled my wife close and kissed her on the lips. My wife kept her mouth tightly shut, not letting his tongue into her mouth, and tried to push against Fourth Brother's body pressing down on her with both hands. How could she possibly move him? So she tried to grab Fourth Brother's hand, which was about to touch between her legs, but he grabbed her small hand and forced it into his beach shorts.

Fourth Brother used his hand to guide my wife's hand back and forth inside his beach shorts... Suddenly, my wife's whole body began to tremble, and then she was too weak to resist anymore. Later I learned that my wife's body was extremely sensitive. Whenever she saw or touched a big penis, especially a large one, she would tremble. Of course, she wouldn't do this when touching mine.

Fourth Brother's hand finally reached between my wife's legs, roughly probing and groping. His mouth covered hers, his tongue swirling inside. My penis was even harder then. I'd always thought kissing was the true offering of one's body; I don't know why I thought that.

After a while, Fourth Brother released her, took his hand from my wife's genitals, and held it in front of her. A glistening liquid, stringy with moisture, clung to his fingers. "You slut, why aren't you pretending anymore? Do you like my big cock? Look at how much your juices are flowing. Haha!" It seemed my wife's body betrayed her.

"Can't you not do it here?" My wife's hand was still inside Fourth Brother's pants, her body still trembling.

"It's okay, don't you know your husband? He's drunk and sleeping like a log. See for yourself." Fourth Brother said, slapping my face hard. My wife abruptly pulled her hand out of Fourth Brother's pants, probably afraid I'd wake up and see. She even straightened her clothes.

"Brother, wake up! Slap! Slap!" Fourth Brother yelled, hitting me as he tried to wake me. Although my face stung, I had to pretend to be asleep because Fourth Brother had warned me

. "See? Are you alright? Come on, give me a blowjob." Fourth Brother said, pulling down his underwear. His large, white penis, which had been with countless married women, sprang out, a good 18 or 19 centimeters long.

I forgot to mention earlier, Fourth Brother's penis was not only big, but also beautiful, with a perfectly shaped, white penis. Many young women must have fallen for his big penis! My wife was one of those women at that moment; looking at Fourth Brother's large penis, she started trembling again.

"Can't we not do it here?" My wife couldn't help but grab Fourth Brother's big white penis, making a last-ditch effort.

"No, I want to fuck you in front of him, that's what I call exciting! Haha!" Saying that, Fourth Brother grabbed my wife's hair and pressed her against his crotch. My wife glanced at me, opened her mouth and took Fourth Brother's big penis in, but even with her mouth wide open, she could only take in a little more than the glans.

"Looks like you still need to practice your technique! Hehe, this college student is different, even his mouth is so comfortable, when we fuck later... ah... good..." Fourth Brother groaned comfortably.

At this moment, my wife noticed the little tent in my pants, stopped, but didn't let go of my mouth, just stopped. Fourth Brother looked down at her, and my wife pointed to my little tent.

"Haha, he must be dreaming about fucking you!" Fourth Brother said, pulling down my pants, revealing my tiny penis. "Hey! So small, let's compare it to Fourth Brother's." He then pulled his penis out of my wife's mouth and stood next to me.

"How about that? No wonder you're so horny, something this small can't even fit into your cunt, right? Hahaha!

Don't be afraid, he won't wake up. Come on, lift him up, let's go play on the bed together." Fourth Brother pulled my wife up, but she didn't know what to do and stood there motionless.

"Watch me." With that, Fourth Brother effortlessly lifted me up like a woman and walked towards the bedroom, leaving my wife staring in disbelief in the living room. She must have been amazed by Fourth Brother's strength; after all, I weigh 120 pounds!

Fourth Brother threw me onto the bed, my head resting on the edge, tilted back.

"Come on, let's give him a porn show. Hurry up! You fucking slut." Fourth Brother shouted.

My wife walked in with her head down, and Fourth Brother suddenly pulled her into his arms. His hand slipped inside her clothes, kneading her breasts. My wife seemed a little excited, her hand involuntarily grasping Fourth Brother's large penis. Their tongues intertwined, sucking and kissing.

My wife closed her eyes, giving him a wet kiss like a lover. From my angle, I could see everything clearly. I knew that any lingering hope I had was shattered. Everything was irreversibly developing towards the other side of my contradictions. I didn't know what I really wanted, but my throbbing erection gave me the answer. I seemed to be anticipating the next step, as if a voice was saying, "Possess her! Invade her!

I'm willing to offer you my bride."

At this moment, Fourth Brother pressed my wife's head down with his hand. My wife obediently knelt in front of his large, white penis. "Slurp!" Fourth Brother commanded. My wife obediently grabbed his now limp but still huge penis and put it in her mouth, sucking hard, her body trembling involuntarily.

Fourth Brother's penis gradually grew larger under his wife's oral stimulation, perhaps he felt it was about time! "Come on, straddle his head." Fourth Brother led his wife like a dog on a leash, his wife straightening her legs and straddling his head, her vulva facing his face, not touching it. From beginning to end, his wife's mouth never left Fourth Brother's penis.

I squinted at my wife's pink vulva, her clitoris already erect, playfully standing tall, her labia majora filled with love juice.

"Sit on your husband's face, let him lick you!" Fourth Brother reached out and pressed down on his wife's back, making her sit on his face. I could clearly feel his wife resisting his strength, gently touching his face. I smelled the love juice, not the fragrant smell described in other novels, that kind of smell was hard to describe.

I felt his wife's body trembling slightly with my face, the tip of my nose just rubbing against her clitoris. She suddenly shuddered, pulled away from my face, yet seemed to anticipate the next touch, carefully rubbing it again.

After repeating this several times, "Haha! Feeling good, huh?" Fourth Brother, being a seasoned pro at playing with married women, immediately understood his wife's psychology and forcefully pressed her down onto my face.

This time, my wife trembled violently, her hips involuntarily jerking back and forth, somewhat like Michael Jackson's signature move. Her legs clamped my head, tightening their grip.

Suddenly, she grabbed my hair with her other hand and pulled it forcefully towards her genitals. She had an orgasm, her whole body trembling violently. She released me and fell backward, onto my body, lying supine, rhythmically convulsing. Several streams of vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina, down my neck, and my face was covered in her love juice, like a layer of paste. This was the first orgasm I gave her, and the only one I gave her in our married life.

"So easy to orgasm! You'll be fucking me to death later, won't you? Come on, turn around," Fourth Brother said with a laugh.

With Fourth Brother's help, my wife struggled to turn over, but still straddled my head. "I'm going to start!" Fourth Brother held my wife's buttocks with one hand and his large penis with the other, pressing it against my mouth. I understood what Fourth Brother meant and obediently opened my mouth. He thrust a few times in my mouth, then pulled out and pressed it against my wife's vaginal opening, slowly pushing it in.

As if to show me how he was taking my wife, Fourth Brother deliberately moved his penis in front of my eyes. I could see that my wife's originally pink labia majora were stretched thin by Fourth Brother's large penis, like a light pink sheet of paper.

"No... Fourth Brother, can you put on a condom? There are some in the bedside table." My wife weakly pushed against Fourth Brother's body behind her.

"Fuck! I only wear those things when I fuck prostitutes, I never wear them when I fuck other people's wives. Besides, you bought the small size, right? I can't fit into it! Haha..." he said, still pushing into my wife's vagina.

"Ah... Fourth Brother, it's too big! No, I can't take it..." My wife's legs were trembling.

"Haha, it's so tight! If I weren't a veteran, I would have been sucked to climax by your exquisite little cunt." Fourth Brother continued his relentless assault on my wife's cunt.

"Fourth Brother, please, go slower, you'll hurt me." My wife pleaded.

"Fuck! I don't care! Anyway, you said you'd only let me play once, fuck me until I'm ruined!" Fourth Brother said, thrusting in again with force.

I really didn't know when they had made such an agreement; it seemed they had discussed it privately.

"Ah... be gentle, you've hit my cervix!" My wife trembled. I saw that Fourth Brother's big cock had only gone in about halfway, and I realized that my wife's vagina was relatively shallow.

"I didn't expect your cervix to be so shallow, you were born a slut! Haha!" Fourth Brother said.

"Fourth Brother, please spare me! It hurts! I'll do whatever you say, okay?" My wife clung to me in pain, her body trembling violently, whether from pain or pleasure, I couldn't tell.

As my wife lowered, Fourth Brother's body also lowered, his large, white testicles pressing right against my mouth. Fourth Brother pressed his testicles down with his hand, and I understood his meaning. I opened my mouth and took the scrotum, brimming with countless sperm, into my mouth. My cuckold instincts once again overwhelmed my pride. I gently sucked and licked, trying my best to make Fourth Brother feel even better.

I don't know where I read it, but massaging the scrotum during intercourse can make a man ejaculate more sperm. And I was doing this for someone who was raping and playing with my newlywed wife. Did I really want him to fill my wife's uterus with more sperm?

"Do as I say?" Fourth Brother said, thrusting his large penis in again.

"Ah... um... I'll do as you say!" My wife was in pain, but also felt a little pleasure, much like the moans of a Japanese porn actress being violated, a moan that was hard to tell whether it was pain or pleasure.

"So you still insist on only letting me fuck you once? Hmm?" He thrust again.

"I was wrong, Fourth Brother, as long as you're gentle, I'll do whatever you say, okay?" The wife seemed afraid of the pain of having her cervix pounded by his big cock.

"Okay then, I promise you, I'll be gentle, but from now on, when I come to Beijing, I'll stay at your place, and you have to take good care of me, understand?" "What if my husband finds out?" "I don't care, that's your problem. Anyway, every time I come, you have to sleep with me and let me play, understand?" "..." The wife hesitated for a moment.

"What do you mean, you're not happy?" Fourth Brother thrust harder again.

"Ah... okay, okay, whatever you say, Fourth Brother." The wife hurriedly agreed, afraid that Fourth Brother would thrust into her harder again.

"Okay, then say it again, if you don't say it well, see how I deal with you." Fourth Brother threatened.

"..." The wife was a little speechless.

"Hmm?" Fourth Brother was about to thrust harder again.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll let Fourth Brother play with me again. When Fourth Brother comes to Beijing, he can stay at our house. I'll be Fourth Brother's wife and serve him well." I was under the weight of two people, but I didn't feel heavy. I was overwhelmed by excitement, and my penis was so hard it felt like it was going to burst.

"Hmm, not bad. Little beauty, I've played with countless married women, but you're the most fun." Fourth Brother leaned down, his hand went around my wife's body to the front and grabbed my wife's breasts, kneading them gently. He pressed his face against my wife's face and kissed her, his big penis gently moving back and forth inside her.

"I'll take good care of you, and you'll fall in love with my big penis soon. You know, all those young married women I've played with call me every few days saying they want to invite me to dinner. You're so smart, you don't not know what they're thinking, do you?" "How is it? Much more comfortable now?" After a few dozen thrusts, Fourth Brother asked.

"Hmm...so full, Fourth Brother..."

"Why are you still calling me Fourth Brother?" He said, and then thrust hard again. Fourth Brother's face changes faster than the weather in Jiangnan, which is probably why I'm afraid of him!

"Ah...husband, husband, be gentle..." my wife quickly changed her tune.

Fourth Brother returned to his previous gentleness, his penis slowly thrusting in and out. "I'll train you properly; you might come in handy in the future." Seeing that my wife was gradually getting into the mood, Fourth Brother increased the intensity a little, but still slowly.

"Mmm...ah...so good! Husband..."

"This isn't the best, you little bitch, do you want something even better?" Fourth Brother probably always calls the wives he's already got his hands on that!

"Mmm...yes..." My wife seemed a little embarrassed, but she still couldn't resist the pleasure Fourth Brother's big penis brought her, and spoke her mind.

"If you want it, beg me! Haha!" Fourth Brother intentionally sped up a little, wanting my wife to feel even better. Fourth Brother understands women too well; he knows how to make other men's wives submit to him.

"No...ah...give it to me! Husband..." My wife seemed to be about to climax again, the love juice flowing down her buttocks making my chest and neck slippery.

"I can't make you climax now, you have to answer a few questions for me!" After saying that, Fourth Brother pulled his penis out.

My wife, desperately seeking the sudden loss of fullness, swayed her buttocks, searching for Fourth Brother's big penis that had just been inside her. She never imagined that it was now in my mouth. Fourth

Brother held my wife's waist to prevent her from moving her body back. At the same time, Fourth Brother was training both of us, as if he wanted to use this big penis to inject more cuckold personality into me.

"Mmm...husband...give it to me, give it to me, good husband, don't pull it out..." My wife could only prop herself up a little with her hands, tilting her head forcefully to kiss Fourth Brother, and they made wet kissing sounds.

"Mmm, mmm, okay, you're such a slut who needs fucking. I'll fuck you while you answer me!" Fourth Brother said, pulling his penis out of my mouth and placing it at my wife's vaginal opening. My wife actually thrust her hips back, and it went all the way in! My God! Such a big, long penis was completely inside my wife's vagina, which meant at least a third of it went into her uterus.

"Ah..." my wife screamed, probably not expecting this outcome.

"Hehe, you're quite the slut! Doesn't it hurt?" Fourth Brother gently pulled it out a little more.

"No, husband, don't pull it out, I'll tell you everything you ask." My wife moved her hips back with Fourth Brother's pulling motion.

"Then I'll ask." Fourth Brother said.

"Husband, can you ask me while you move?" my wife pleaded.

Fourth Brother slowly started moving: "Who did you give your virginity to? Was it your husband?" "Yu Cheng (my name) hadn't touched me before. Husband, can you go faster? Hmm..." My wife's body swayed faster, but Fourth Brother didn't move much. I took Fourth Brother's big testicles into my mouth again.

"It's so sore! It's in again!" My wife actively moved her buttocks closer to Fourth Brother's lower abdomen, and once again she inserted Fourth Brother's big penis into her uterus.

"You're my first! Husband."

"Bullshit! Do you know how many married women I've slept with? I'm not fucking anymore!" Fourth Brother pretended to be angry and pulled out suddenly.

"No, husband, I'll tell you, okay? It was one of Yu Cheng's classmates, hmm... but I was drunk that time." My wife chased after Fourth Brother's penis, and feeling that Fourth Brother wasn't really going to pull out, she confidently started the piston-like motion again, the muscles on the inside of her legs trembling involuntarily.

"Was it after you met me?" Fourth Brother asked again.

"No...yes, um...ah...after meeting you, my husband, um...I've always kept myself pure for you." My wife's movements became more vigorous: "It feels so good!" "Does Yucheng know?" "Ah...almost there, husband..."

Fourth Brother pressed down on my wife's waist, preventing her from moving any further. "No orgasm until you finish answering!" Fourth Brother said sternly.

"Husband, good man, um...please..." My wife kept pleading.

"No. Slap! Slap!" Fourth Brother said, slapping my wife's buttocks hard twice.

An unexpected thing happened: my wife orgasmed! Accompanied by violent trembling and indescribable moans, my wife's orgasm came, and her juices flowed all over my neck.

"Hey! Damn, you slut, you even have a bit of a masochistic potential." Fourth Brother kept hitting her and said.

After a while, my wife's body stopped trembling violently, but it would still twitch from time to time.

"You little bitch, look how hard your husband's little dick is, give him a few strokes!" Fourth Brother said to my wife, but it sounded more like an order.

My wife was still lying on top of me, not quite recovered, when Fourth Brother reached down and pulled down my pants, revealing my small, hard penis. Fourth Brother took my wife's hand and squeezed my penis: "Your husband's is too small, haha, it can't satisfy you at all, but it's okay, I'm here!" My wife seemed to regain some of her senses and struggled to get up, but at this moment, Fourth Brother slowly inserted his big penis deep into my wife's body again. "Here it comes again, it's so big!" My wife trembled slightly again.

Later I learned that whenever my wife saw a big penis, even without penetration, just the sight of it was enough to make her tremble. I tried it a few times with pictures from the internet, and each time she leaned against me, trembling slightly.

Fourth Brother moved back and forth slowly, each time inserting his penis as deep as possible and then pulling it almost out, repeating this motion repeatedly. Each time he pulled out, the tender flesh inside his wife's vagina would turn outwards, and his penis would be covered in his wife's love juice.

With each thrust, his wife moaned, "Mmm, ahh, ahh, husband, mmm... faster! I feel so good... ah..." she pleaded, gripping his penis tightly as if she wanted to break it.

"Okay, I won't ask you about those things anymore. Write them down for me to see when you have time. Now, if you want to feel even better, promise me a few things!" "Husband, tell me, I'll promise you everything. As long as you... ah... as long as..." His wife couldn't finish her sentence because Fourth Brother increased the frequency of his thrusts.

"First, I'm going to ejaculate inside your cunt today. Not only today, but every time we have sex, I'll ejaculate inside your cunt. As for contraception, that's your problem. Second, besides your husband, only I or someone I allow can fuck you. Third, three days before I come to Beijing, you must stop having sex with your husband. I'll let you know in advance." Fourth Brother laid out the three rules like he was holding a meeting.

"Ah... today... can I not ejaculate inside? Ah... I didn't buy any pills..." My wife resisted with the last vestiges of her reason.

"No! Oh, right... your little cunt feels so good. Oh, I forgot to mention, especially today, not only do I have to ejaculate inside, but you also can't take birth control pills." Fourth Brother's big balls, which had already slipped out of my mouth with the increased amplitude, shrank upwards, and Fourth Brother's thrusting rhythm quickened.

"Ah... um... whatever you want!" My wife's last bit of reason was also destroyed by Fourth Brother's fucking. She moved her hand holding my little penis a couple of times, and with those two movements, I shamelessly ejaculated.

"Hahaha, you're not a real man, no wonder your wife lets someone else fuck her. Alright, he's done, come on, turn around, it's time for you to experience my power." My wife wiped the semen stuck to her hands haphazardly on my legs, trying to get off, but Fourth Brother stopped her. "Lie down on him, your husband is only fit to be our bedsheet when we fuck." Fourth Brother commanded.

My wife obediently lay on top of me. In this position, I didn't have to squint my eyes for fear of being discovered by my wife. I opened my eyes wide, watching Fourth Brother's big cock enter my wife's body inch by inch, listening to the sounds of their kissing.

After Fourth Brother entered, he thrust quickly and forcefully, and my wife orgasmed again and again.

After about forty minutes of fucking, I was amazed by Fourth Brother's stamina and witnessed my wife's vagina go from pink and tender to red and swollen. I ran my tongue over Fourth Brother's testicles, perineum, and anus repeatedly, licking the vaginal fluid that flowed down his scrotum from my wife's orgasm.

"Oh... you slut, you're so fucking tight, I'm about to cum..." Fourth Brother panted.

"Mmm... ah... I'm almost there too, honey, let me see..." My wife said, lifting her upper body forcefully. I quickly squinted my eyes and saw Fourth Brother wrapping his arms around my wife's neck through the gap between their bodies, thrusting harder and harder with each stroke.

"Ah... honey, you're going to fuck me to death! Mmm..." My wife responded to Fourth Brother's thrusts while staring at their joined bodies in surprise, as if she couldn't believe that such a large thing could penetrate her small lower body.

"Ah... tell me, where should I cum?" Fourth Brother was about to ejaculate.

"Honey, cum inside me..." My wife was about to orgasm again.

"Where to shoot?"

"Into my cunt, my dear husband, ah...coming...mmm..." My wife's whole body began to tremble violently, her labia, tightly gripping my big cock, engorged and purplish-red, rapidly swirling in and out with each piston-like thrust.

"Damn it, you slut, I'll grant your wish. Oh..." Fourth Brother said, forcefully inserting his big cock into the deepest part of my wife's vagina.

I saw the base of his penis contracting powerfully with each thrust, his large testicles rising. I struggled to lift my head and once again took Fourth Brother's large testicles into my mouth, gently massaging them, as if encouraging him to ejaculate more semen into my wife's body.

After about half a minute, the two of us recovered from our orgasm and began kissing again. Fourth Brother's limp but still enormous cock slowly slid out of my wife's vagina, dangling at my lips, and I took his glans into my mouth again. I discovered that not a single drop of semen flowed out of my wife's vagina; it seemed to have all been shot directly into her uterus!

The two caressed each other for a while, and the wife stopped trembling. Fourth Brother said, "Baby, go wash up! Let me wipe your husband clean. Look how much you've been wet." As he spoke, he got up, and I immediately felt much lighter. After the passion subsided, I realized that the weight of the two of us had made it hard for me to even breathe.

The wife got up and saw that my chest and neck were covered in her fluids. She lightly slapped Fourth Brother and said, "Ugh, it's all your fault." She grabbed her pajamas and rushed into the bathroom, the sound of running water filling the air.

Fourth Brother patted me, "Alright, stop pretending." He pulled out two sheets of paper and threw them at me. I opened my eyes, but I didn't dare, or rather, didn't want to, look at Fourth Brother. I just wiped myself haphazardly.

"Damn, you're a little angry? No way, when I was fucking your wife just now, look how hard your little dick was. And you were licking my balls so hard, you're a born bastard, what the hell are you pretending for? Come here, kneel down and clean me up." The little self-esteem I had just regained after waking up was completely destroyed by Fourth Brother's words. I obediently knelt at Fourth Brother's feet, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and began to lick his big dick, carefully cleaning the mixture of his semen and my wife's vaginal fluid.

"You know what? Your wife's cunt is top-notch! It's so tight inside, haha. If I hadn't been with countless married women, I would have already finished. Actually, you should be more open-minded. Sooner or later, she'll be a slut who sleeps with anyone. Your little thing can't satisfy her." While enjoying my service, Fourth Brother "enlightened" me: "But you really have the makings of a cuckold. I've fucked so many young wives, and although their husbands haven't done anything to me, they're still angry. But you, watching your wife being played with by other men, can still get this excited. Haha, you should prepare to become your wife's madam!" Fourth Brother talked to himself. I had finished cleaning up, and my mind was replaying the fierce battle that had just happened, wondering what my life with my wife would be like after this change. I had completely forgotten that my wife was taking a shower. Fourth Brother kicked me, waking me from my complicated thoughts.

"Your wife is almost done showering. Take off all your clothes and pretend to be asleep!" Fourth Brother ordered me.

Without even thinking about why I was naked, I quickly stripped off my clothes and lay face down on the bed, pretending to be asleep. The reason I lay face down instead of lying down was because, while thinking about our future life together, I got an erection again, and to hide this embarrassment, I could only lie face down. I squinted, waiting to see what would happen next.

My wife came out after showering. She wasn't wearing the pajamas she had brought in; she came out naked. Her snow-white body seemed even more translucent under the lubrication of Fourth Brother's semen. Her not-so-large breasts appeared fuller, and her pert nipples seemed to proclaim that the afterglow of her orgasm was still lingering within her.

"He…" My wife noticed I was naked and in a different position than before.

"Oh, you got all those clothes dirty. I took them off for him. Don't worry, he's not awake! Come on, lie down here." Fourth Brother pointed to the spot between us.

"Ugh, Fourth Brother, it's all because of you." My wife complained to Fourth Brother again about her getting my clothes dirty, but she also obediently lay down between Fourth Brother and me.

"You were just calling me 'dear husband,' how come you changed your mind as soon as I got off your cock? Sigh, women!" Fourth Brother teased.

"You're so naughty!" My wife blushed and snuggled into Fourth Brother's arms like a kitten. "Feel it, you've made it all swollen, it hurts." She picked up Fourth Brother's penis and placed it on her genitals.

"Mmm... be gentle, it hurts!" My wife hit him lightly. "You don't know how to be considerate at all." "Was it comfortable just now?" Fourth Brother smiled.

"Mmm, you're so amazing! Ah? How come it's still so big?" My wife squeezed Fourth Brother's big penis.

"It gets bigger when I see you! Do you like it?" Fourth Brother kneaded my wife's nipples.

"I like it. But... I'm sorry, my dear husband."

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because I can't let you do it anymore, it'll break if you do it again, and then..." "Then what? Didn't you say you'd only let me play with it once?" "You're so annoying! We're newlyweds, my husband hasn't even done it yet, and you've already taken it all. How could I say I want you to do it every day?" The wife's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz as she buried her head deep in her husband's arms, licking and sucking his nipples.

"So, do you want me to play with you every day? You little slut."

"Don't put it so harshly. It's all your fault for making me like this. By the way, my dear husband, how many days are you staying this time?" "I have to go back tomorrow. I only took one day off; my boss needs the car." Her husband replied, taking a cigarette from the bedside table, lighting it, and smoking thoughtfully.

"Xiao Hui, do you want me to play with you often in the future?" Her husband continued.

"Hmm...I want to." My wife hesitated for a moment. "But what about my husband? Actually, I love him quite a bit, but he..." "What about him? Is his penis too small to satisfy you? Hahaha!" Fourth Brother teased.

"Let me tell you..." Fourth Brother whispered something in my wife's ear, but I couldn't hear a word.

"Will that work?" my wife asked.

"Just follow my instructions." Fourth Brother said confidently.

"You're so naughty, I..."

Before my wife could finish speaking, Fourth Brother silenced her with a kiss. She obediently stuck out her soft little tongue, letting Fourth Brother suck on it, and the two of them caressed each other's bodies.

After a while, Fourth Brother said, "I should go." "

There's a guest room at home, let me tidy it up for you?" my wife tried to persuade him to stay.

"No, I'll sleep here."

"Then... how about..."

"Haha, don't be shy, I was just teasing you. I'll go to a hotel, otherwise your husband will get suspicious when he wakes up." "Yeah, that's true, but it's a bit of a hassle for you." My wife was a little reluctant: "Then let me see you off!" "No need, you're dressed so scantily, be careful you don't run into any perverts! Haha!" "Pah! Is there any pervert more lecherous than you?" They laughed and left.

I drifted off to sleep, not even noticing when my wife came back. When I got up to use the bathroom that night, I looked at my sleeping wife, her face bearing a happy and content smile.

The next day, my wife got up early and went out. Watching her strange way of walking, and remembering what happened last night, I didn't want to or dare to face her, but what could I do? I couldn't just never see her again, could I? Lost in thought, I fell asleep again.

"Lazy husband, wake up!" With my wife's sweet voice, I slowly woke up. "Get up quickly, I'm back from buying breakfast," my wife said.

"Mmm." I replied, avoiding her gaze, pretending to look for clothes.

"Where's Fourth Brother? Is he up too?" I asked.

"You should know, you all drank too much yesterday, and he wouldn't sleep at home, he went to a hotel. He called early this morning saying he'd gone back to Shenyang, and..." She glanced at me, her face flushed, and continued, "He asked me to tell you to thank you for your hospitality." "Fourth Brother is too kind, we're all family." I said, "I drank too much, my head still hurts!" "You still have the nerve to say that? After Fourth Brother left yesterday, you really messed me up." My wife said, her face red.

"What happened? I don't remember anything, I just think I had a dream, a dream about doing it with you." I pretended.

"What dream? It was real. I told you to wear a condom but you wouldn't, and I ejaculated inside you, what if you get pregnant?" My wife scolded.

"What can we do? We'll just have to keep it!" I said.

Enough of the small talk, life seemed to have returned to normal, but I knew everything was different. What I didn't know was what Fourth Brother had whispered in my wife's ear that day, and what our lives would be like from now on.

Section Four: Cooperation

The honeymoon ended uneventfully. For the first few days, after my fourth brother left, my wife kept complaining of lingering swelling down there. In the following days, she finally gave in and we had sex once, but only on the condition that we use a condom. Her reason was that if she got pregnant on our wedding day, ejaculating inside would cause a miscarriage. But even then, I only lasted two minutes before quickly ejaculating. I was surprised that after being with my fourth brother's large penis, her vagina was still so tight.

She seemed uninterested in my penis, because after she thought I was asleep, she went to the bathroom, masturbated while calling out my fourth brother's name, and reached orgasm. In the following days, I frequently saw her doing this, but I didn't notice any connection between them.

Workdays were busy and fulfilling, and I didn't think about those things anymore. One day, about a month and a half after the wedding, I routinely checked my email for any useful messages and received an email from my fourth brother.

The email contained only one sentence: "Everything is under my control. Just cooperate. Listen to the recording first, then look at the picture." There were two attachments: a picture and an audio file. I closed the office door and nervously opened the audio file.

"Hey, Xiaohui!"

"Yes, dear husband!"

"What's up? Missed me? Haha!" Fourth Brother's hearty laughter came through.

"..." "

Say something, baby."

"I...I...I'm pregnant." My wife's hesitant voice rang out.

"Oh? Are you sure?" Fourth Brother seemed pleased.

"Yes, I just had a checkup today."

"Your husband hasn't been causing trouble these past few days, has he?" "He

hasn't been causing trouble, but I always made him wear a condom." "Hahaha! So, you're completely mine now? You'd better be obedient from now on!" "Ugh! What should I do? Keep it or get rid of it? You tell me, I'll do whatever you say!" My wife seemed to have made up her mind.

"Keep you? No way, I haven't had enough fun yet! You're so much fun, I want to play with you for years to come! Hahaha, how about this, let's get rid of you first, and after we've had our fill, I'll find another chance to get you pregnant with my child. By the way, what have you thought about that thing?" "Which thing?" "The thing I whispered in your ear the other day."

"Oh..." His wife was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, but please, don't hurt him! He's a good man, and I love him too." "I won't. Let me tell you, I'm a man, I know men's psychology. Actually, every man has the thought of cuckolding his wife, one is that he can't bring himself to do it, and the other is that there's a psychological barrier. Once you overcome these two barriers, everything else is no problem. Understand?" "Yes, but how do I do it?" "Listen to me, you need to train his submissiveness. For example, as soon as you come home, you say you're tired, and then let him serve you, etc. Also, you need to let him know that he can't satisfy you. Oh, and last time I told you to replace all the condoms in your house with larger ones..." "Did you change the number?" "No, it's a five-pack. I used one, and there are four left!" "Sigh, why haven't you changed it yet? This is very important. I have something to do and I have to go out in a bit. You do the first few steps first and see what the effect is, then we'll discuss what to do." "Wait, dear husband, when are you coming again?" "Haha, you little slut, can't wait? Soon, you should get rid of the baby first. Never mind, no need for now, we'll talk about it when I get there! I'm hanging up now! Oh, by the way, send me a copy of that pregnancy test result, and write down the date I fucked you, understand? I'm leaving." After listening to the recording, I felt empty inside, as if I had thought about a lot of things, yet as if I hadn't thought about anything at all.

Suddenly I remembered there was another picture. I opened it and saw it was an ultrasound report. My wife's name and the diagnosis of an early intrauterine pregnancy were clearly printed on it, along with her neat handwriting: "Your dear husband (Fourth Brother) had intercourse with Xiao Hui on May 1st, 2008, successfully making Xiao Hui pregnant. From now on, Xiao Hui belongs to Fourth Brother. This is proof. Xiao Hui gave birth on June 24th, 2008." I checked the date; it was yesterday's checkup.

While I was lost in thought, my phone rang. It was Fourth Brother's number. I answered it almost impatiently.

"Haha, brother, did you see the email I sent you? Damn, computers are no fun at all. My friend even sent it for me!" "Huh? Did he listen to the recording too?" I asked.

"I heard them all praising your wife's slutness! They're all itching to fuck her! Hahaha!

But don't worry, they'll have to wait until I've had my fill and trained her properly." "Fourth Brother, please don't let others play with her, okay?" "Fuck your mother! What do you mean? You think you can make the decisions?" Fourth Brother was about to lose his temper: "Remember, you're just a cuckolded bastard. Not only will my friends play with her, but my clients and underlings will too. Also, your house needs to be renovated. Damn, you can afford such a big house, but look how shabby your renovation is. I'll pay for it, give you the design plans, and decorate it like a high-end club. From now on, your house will be my reception area." "Okay, we'll do as Fourth Brother says." Hearing that Fourth Brother was angry, I didn't dare to say anything more.

"Haha, that's more like it! I'll train your wife into a whore that everyone in the world will love to fuck. I'll teach her all the skills of a high-class prostitute, and then you can be her full-time pimp! By the way, let's get down to business. I'll have your wife tell you about the renovations; just pretend you don't know anything. Also, you have to cooperate with your wife's training of you, understand? All of this will be done without your knowledge. And also, accompany your wife to get an abortion, and then take good care of her, understand?" "Yes, Fourth Brother, don't worry, I'll do it." "There's one more thing you don't know. On your wedding day, I recorded the whole process of me fucking your wife, but you don't need to watch it, you were there! Haha, it's clearer than watching a video. If you don't behave, I'll put it online. Then it won't just be these few people wanting to fuck your wife anymore; it'll be the whole world wanting to fuck her! Hahahaha..." As I listened, I realized that Fourth Brother wasn't the only one laughing; at least three or four people were laughing. I realized that I had agreed to be my wife's pimp in front of many people.

The phone call ended, and I felt a little sad, but the hardness in my lower body and the impulse in my heart told me that I was looking forward to this process and outcome.

When I got home from work, my wife came back a while later. As soon as she entered the door, she called to me in a sweet voice, "Honey, help me change my shoes!" I sat still and said, "Why? Do you want to be a housewife?" "Of course there's a reason! Come on, and I'll tell you after we're done," she tempted me.

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