Wife filial

Regarding the direction of the story, you can probably guess the general direction. If you have any good suggestions, especially regarding the process, what kind of plot you want to see, please give me some hints. I'm not just referring to explicit content; I prefer writing about psychology and details, such as how to gradually engage the characters of myself, my wife, and my father.

Thank you for your support!

Sleep without worries is a good dream. Waking up to sunlight streaming in felt exceptionally warm, like a caress on my skin.

The person in my arms was sleeping sweetly, breathing softly, her fragrant hair, the gentle warmth of her skin against mine. Although my arm under her neck had lost all feeling, I couldn't bear to pull it away, afraid of disturbing her sleep.

Thinking about last night's conversation, the long-standing struggle had actually been resolved quite easily. Although Li Li hadn't given an answer yet, her expression told me she had agreed.

Many things, the closer you get to success, the more unpleasant the consequences become. For example, in this matter, the closer we get to success, the more it means my wife is no longer pure, and another man will enter her body. As a man, it's impossible to accept this without a clear conscience. From the very beginning, I've been tempted, and now that I've taken this step, I've consciously tried not to think about it. However, I truly don't have a cuckold fetish; I don't get an erection just thinking about another man entering my wife's body. I'm not happy because my father and wife want it. But now that this has started, and it's developing in this direction, these ripples keep rising in my heart. How should I handle this?

Perhaps, in the process of persuading my wife, in the process of tempting her, I should let her experience the cuckoldry and chaos. Perhaps only in that way, after the unpleasantness appears, can I face it calmly, and our lives as a trio won't be awkward, and can they develop in a positive direction. There are still many things to solve, and we can only proceed step by step.

At this moment, my wife seemed to wake up, shifting her body and leaning her buttocks towards me, but she didn't speak or turn around.

One of her hands reached behind her, around my arm, and reached for my penis. Her small hand grasped the base, and then she gently stroked it.

My morning erection didn't need much stimulation; under her stimulation, it quickly became as hard as iron. She leaned forward, her buttocks sticking out, and I knew she wanted me to penetrate her from behind. I took her hand back from under her body, supporting her shoulders, and with my other hand, I slowly lifted one of her legs, guiding my penis towards her vulva. In this position, because of her full buttocks and the restriction of her leg, penetration wasn't deep. I slowly thrust my penis in and out, gently pumping, with very small movements because I didn't want to come out. But, for some reason, her vagina definitely secreted a lot of lubrication. I don't know if she liked this position or if she had something else in mind.

Long-awaited pleasure returned, a return to the joy of our sex life. After childbirth, our sex life has finally become more and more passionate than before. Whether this is related to our conversation last night is unknown. However, the enjoyment of our sex life will only increase.
After a few minutes of thrusting, her soft moans grew louder, and her hips responded to my thrusts, allowing for deeper penetration. I pulled her body back, closer to me, so my hands could touch her breasts, and then I squeezed them hard. Surprisingly, milk came out. I put the milk in my mouth; it was very sweet. Then I squeezed again, and the milk that came out... I put my finger to her lips. She hesitated for a moment, then took it into her mouth and began to suckle. This caused her vagina to grip my penis, and her mouth to suck on my finger. I increased the speed of my thrusting... She responded even more readily, her moans growing louder and louder.

Suddenly, her body tensed, no longer attracting my fingers. She let out a long "Ah!", her vagina contracting tightly, accompanied by gushes of vaginal fluid. Her legs clenched tightly, stretching back forcefully. She had come again. Having given birth, she was clearly more prone to orgasm than before.

I thrust my penis as deep as possible to satisfy her needs.

She relaxed slightly, and I began to thrust again. Her moans returned, this time long "Ah, ah!" I held her buttocks, increasing the force of my thrusts. The bed shook violently with our movements. After countless thrusts, I felt a wave of pleasure spreading from my perineum throughout my body. I knew I was about to ejaculate. I held her body tightly with both hands, and then thrust again (perhaps because the amplitude was a bit too large). Their vaginas parted. At that moment, I didn't care about anything else. I thrust hard into her clenched thighs and ejaculated onto her thighs, holding her tightly as I forcefully ejaculated, while she continued to moan "ah ah."

We hugged for a while, neither of us wanting to speak, whether it was because we were afraid of ruining the happiness we had just shared, or because of our conversation the night before.

However, since we both had to go to work, I could only make small talk by asking, "Honey, was it good?"

Li Li said, "It was okay, but you ejaculated all over my leg!"

"I'll help you wash it!"
"Dream on! You're just making things worse by trying to help me. I'm going to wash up now. Hurry up and get up, we'll be late."
As for why Li Li didn't go back, there might be a reason she felt embarrassed to go back.

I hummed in agreement, not mentioning last night's work, since it was still a bit awkward. I gave her time to think things through.

Because of the half-hour morning exercises, we quickly ate some breakfast and left.

When Li Li first saw her father, her face was noticeably red, and she didn't dare to look up. She didn't say anything, and as usual, she told us to be careful on the way. I noticed that Li Li never looked up at her father; it seemed this incident had quite an impact on her.

The morning's work was a bit busy, and since half of the work was already done, my mood was relatively good. I had intended to call Lili home at noon, but she said she had something to do and couldn't come. So I called my father and told him I wouldn't be going back either, since his foot was almost healed. Her parents had brought him some food.

In the afternoon, I sat in front of the computer, feeling a bit restless, even though I guessed my wife would agree. But even though she agreed, I felt a slight sense of loss. If she didn't agree, I would have tried my best to get her to agree, but her agreement meant that our pure love had gained another layer of meaning. The whole thing wasn't something that could be done just like that. It was done, but a series of problems arose. The aftermath of the meeting, future life, how to create opportunities—there were many issues to face.

Finally, I sent my wife a message on WeChat: "My love for you will be unwavering. I'm grateful to God for bringing you into my life. No matter the hardships, I will walk with you." I waited a long time, but there was no reply from my wife. Perhaps she was busy, or perhaps she didn't know how to say it.

Finally, it was time to leave work. I went to the market and bought some groceries—all my wife's favorites. When I got home, my wife wasn't back yet. My father was on the balcony looking at the flowers and plants. Now he can walk with a cane. Then I went to the kitchen to get busy. Half an hour later, I heard my wife return. As usual, she called out to my father, "Dad, I'm home!" My father acknowledged her.

My wife went back to the bedroom, quickly washed up, changed into more casual clothes, and came to the kitchen. Seeing me busy, she came to help.

Even after I pass away, I can still see the perfect curve of her waist and the upward curve of her hips. From this angle, my wife's hips look very full, and the sunlight shining on her makes her already delicate skin glow. My right hand, involuntarily, reaches for her full hips, tracing the perfect curve of her waist. She slightly shifts her hips. I'm sure she enjoys this caress. My hand wanders over her hips, moving back to the cleft between her two full buttocks, then forward to the base of her thighs. Her legs tighten, as if afraid I'll penetrate her labia. I slid my hand down her thigh and then circled it again, stopping when I touched her pubic hair. She seemed to enjoy it. My other hand, feeling a tingling sensation, I tried to move it around as much as possible, and when I pulled it back, I could just touch her right breast. First, I covered it completely, then slowly climbed upwards, while my other hand moved closer to her inner thigh. When one hand reached her nipple, the other hand reached her labia. I lingered for a moment, then gently kneaded it, and her breathing gradually became heavier.
I said, "No need, honey, you rest, I'll do it. I'll make you your favorite dishes today." "Li Li laughed and said, 'Don't be so secretive, it makes me uncomfortable!' 'Hehe,' I definitely felt it too. This kind of secretive approach at this moment really makes one's imagination run wild.

After a while, I prepared a dish and helped my father to the table. My father said, 'This is so much food today, the three of us can't finish it!' I said, 'It's okay, I'm happy today. I'll have a couple of drinks with you. A little white wine helps with blood circulation.' When I said I was happy today, I noticed my wife pouting and glaring at me.

To ease her embarrassment, I chatted happily with my father. She was much quieter than usual, after all, she had her reasons.

At home, my father and I didn't drink much. We finished washing the dishes quickly, watched some TV, settled my father in, and then I went to the bedroom early.

My wife came early today ." Back in the bedroom, I played with the baby on the crib. When I came in, I joined them. The baby is still too young to interact, so it was just playful teasing.
Next came the father's turn.
My wife's smile as she looked at the baby was so tender, her hands so gentle as she stroked the child. Watching this heartwarming scene of my wife and child under the lamplight filled me with endless warmth and happiness. Around 8:30, it was time for my wife to feed the baby and put him to sleep. She held the baby naked, letting him be slightly naked as well. She pulled her shirt up, her bra off when she returned to the room after dinner, revealing her full, D-cup breasts. The baby skillfully took the nipple and areola into his mouth and began to suckle. Watching a baby nurse is a beautiful thing—a mother's love, a happy child. I often watch my wife breastfeed our child, and it fills me with happiness. The baby's little mouth moves, pulling on my wife's breast, the rhythm gradually slowing until her breathing becomes heavier, and she slowly falls asleep. My wife, holding the front of her breast, gently pulls the nipple out of the baby's mouth, tucks the baby in, and then points to the bedroom. I follow her back to the bedroom.

Back in the bedroom, I thought my wife would talk to me, but she simply went about her business as usual, washing and cleaning... Then, I put on the pajamas I brought for tomorrow and went to bed. I covered my stomach with the summer blanket and started playing on my phone, while I just stared blankly at my wife pacing back and forth. I didn't know my wife was so patient.

I'd been waiting for so long, and I was really getting impatient. So I tugged at my wife's clothes and said, "My dear wife!" My wife didn't respond at first, so I hesitated for a moment and then called out, "My dear wife."

She cleared her throat and prepared to speak. "I agree. You already knew, didn't you!" My wife's voice was visibly trembling. I leaned in and hugged my wife tightly, because saying the word "agree" had taken her much more effort and struggle than it had taken me.

"However, this is truly absurd. Although modern society has progressed, and I don't mind accepting new things, this matter goes against morality and ethics. I have many worries, fearing that taking this step will lead me into an abyss." I was about to interrupt her, to tell her that I wouldn't let her fall into any abyss. She said, "Don't speak yet, let me finish. A woman's body can only belong to one man. If I really take that step, I will no longer be pure. Whether you dislike me or not, I will feel that I am no longer pure. I can't imagine the moment when another man enters my body, and I don't know how I will face the future." I know your intention. Dad has put so much effort into you; your growth is inseparable from his hard work. I also know how filial you are, which I admire. You are also very filial to my parents, and I am so happy to have found you as my partner. Influenced by you, I am even more filial to our parents. The reason I agree with what you said is firstly to thank your father for raising you, and also to express my gratitude to him. Without him, there would be no union between us; secondly, I have always been powerless against your words, and I am willing to give you everything, including my body. At this moment, I was moved to tears. Yes, the words were not eloquent, but every word touched my heart. I hugged her tightly, not knowing what to say.

She continued, "I agree to your terms, but there is one condition I want to discuss with you first." I quickly agreed, "You said I would agree to any condition." She continued, "First, you promise me until the day we actually do it..." You need to think this through carefully. We can't predict how things will develop in the future; we can always regret it and stop immediately. Second, if you really take that step, if you feel I'm not pure anymore and want to leave me, you'll have to wait until the children are grown up before you can leave me. "I interrupted her, "If I were to say that I would despise you, then I wouldn't be myself. After all these years, you should know what kind of person I am." She nodded silently and continued, "Third, no matter how things develop in the future, you can't complain about me, and you can't say I'm not pure even when you're angry." "I continued, "Silly girl, I will be grateful to you. You are so great, you've given your purest self for me. I love you so much." My lips pressed against hers; at that moment, the action happened naturally. "Fourth, I haven't thought it through yet. I'll tell you when I have (and you have to agree to all of these)." At this moment, my wife's voice became shy, and her smile turned red. I knew that at this moment, That was the moment she was allowed to offer her body, so of course she was embarrassed.

My heart was clenching, a little palpitating, the kind of palpitation that comes with impulsiveness. With trembling hands, I held Li Li's face and said to her, "Thank you, my dear wife, I'm willing to give everything for you." Then, I kissed my wife deeply. When my wife and I slowly regained our composure and stopped trembling and palpitating, my wife said softly, "How do you plan to persuade Dad? Are you going to use the words you used to lie to me to coax him?" I smiled and said to my wife, "I don't know what to do yet, but I think it's up to you." My wife looked at me in confusion.

I continued with a grin, "I think it's impossible to talk to Father. I think it still depends on your charm. A woman pursuing a man is as easy as piercing a thin sheet of paper!" My wife was still confused!

The young couple cooking together is happiness, and ordinary life brings endless joy.
I said, to put it simply, "I want you to guide Dad, and then..." Before I could finish, My wife's fingers were already pinching my arm, and it really hurt! I jumped up; it hurt so much!

My wife said, "What do you want? I've already given my approval, and now I have to guide things? Who do you think I am? I don't know how to guide people." I said, "Don't get angry. Let me explain slowly, let's plan it out together. I think Dad will only approve if you take the initiative. He's so old; if he doesn't find a partner, he'll probably still worry, and it won't be good for me. It's unlikely he'll take the initiative with you." My wife didn't say anything, probably agreeing with me. I continued, "We'll use small stimuli in daily life to arouse Dad's desire first, and then you can give him subtle hints from time to time. I think with my wife's charm, no man can resist her." My wife blushed and said, "I read some articles today, but I probably can't do what they say." "We'll study it slowly, and then proceed step by step according to the plan. If it doesn't work, we'll rehearse first, and I'll be your practice partner!" My wife laughed and said, "Are we doing something clandestine? We're scheming against your dad! Hehe!" Yes, I also think it's really strange to scheme against a man and his own wife.

The more we talked, the more interesting it became, as if we weren't talking about our own affairs. I felt a vague feeling in my heart. I didn't know if it was anticipation, or trepidation, or nothing at all.

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