Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Victim's Confession - Chapter 370: Reunion at the Club 3

This isn't the old card game where you draw cards and have a few chances to drink. Now, if you lose, you have to play a real game right away, and in front of your wife. It's not the kind of game where you just play vaguely.
I pulled out a card, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation—hoping to draw the person I wanted, yet also hoping to avoid embarrassment. My hands trembled as I flipped it over, but to my dismay, it was a bright red grape, quite striking. I frantically searched among the women opposite me, but they all held onto their cards, refusing to reveal theirs, leaving me only with growing anxiety.
The women also cautiously searched among the men, many blushing. Since they couldn't see the cards, they could only look for them in the men's eyes. Some women breathed a sigh of relief, some looked joyful, and some looked worried and shy.
My wife clutched the card tightly, glanced at me furtively, then looked to her right at the card with the apple print lying in front of Zhou Cang. I knew in my heart that things weren't completely hopeless yet. I continued my search and finally found the woman looking at my card with a mixture of joy and worry—it was Tang Wei.
That woman I rarely encountered, who only appeared at parties.
Tang Wei is Guo Xiang's wife. The two seem to be the youngest couple in the club, and both are very beautiful. Although they haven't had much contact, their avant-garde attire when they met suggests they aren't very traditional.
"Flip them all!" No woman was willing to reveal her secret, so Ye Ziyan took the lead and flipped the card in her hand, which was an orange.
Just as I expected, my wife's card was an apple. Li Qiuyue was the unluckiest, drawing a peanut in the first round. Looking at her sullen face, I thought of how Tiao Wu had flirted with me at the last party and then abruptly left, and I felt a little smug. Liang Yuzhen drew the red date, followed by the watermelon, banana, pear, and strawberry. Only the banana remained. Everyone looked at Mu Xinru, who hadn't yet turned her card over. Whether she turned it over or not was irrelevant, because everyone already knew the outcome.
We ate the fruit from largest to smallest, with the others supervising. The watermelon at the front wasn't much to look at; although it was cut into small pieces, it was still the largest. We had privately swapped fruits with Zhou Cang once, but Zhou Cang was still very interested in his wife, deliberately holding most of the apple in his mouth when eating it.
If the bite isn't even, there's a penalty drink. Given Zhou Cang's drinking capacity, even if he loses, a single drink won't be a big deal, but his wife's tolerance is much lower. Faced with the choice between strong liquor and kissing, knowing it's a trap deliberately set by Zhou Cang, his wife has no choice but to choose the latter. After all, they'll be playing this game many more times, and drinking every time would be too much for her.
After hesitating for two seconds, to avoid punishment, the wife had no choice but to lean in. She used her bright red lips to pry open Zhou Cang's mouth, biting off only half of it. The intimacy along the way was palpable; they were practically tongue-to-tongue, just short of a French kiss. Everyone, who had been waiting for this moment, burst into laughter at the sight of the wife's blushing, shy expression, sipping their drinks.
My wife was still a little uncomfortable doing this in front of me, so she quickly retreated from Tong Cang's side after taking a bite of fruit. Zhou Cang chewed the apple slice in his mouth, looking quite satisfied, as if he were eating something more delicious than the finest delicacies. Although I felt a little jealous, I was slowly beginning to accept this little bit of eccentricity. Pears and maizes were also large fruits, not much to look at. When it was Mu Xinru and Qian Hao's turn to eat bananas, before they even started, many people whistled and cheered.
Even the women watched with amusement. They didn't consider that such an opportunity might soon fall to them, and whether they would be able to enjoy it without worry.
Shyness and introversion seemed to be Mu Xinru's personality. Although she had an emotional outburst that night, she quickly hid it and returned to her familiar self. Qian Hao, on the other hand, was quite composed. He peeled a banana and took a bite, waiting for Mu Xinru to come forward.
Mu Xinru stepped forward timidly. Qian Hao took a bite and almost ate half of it, but Mu Xinru didn't have such a big mouth, nor did she want to be so rough. She took a small bite, slowly biting off a piece, with the banana in her mouth, unable to chew, so she could only hold that piece of banana in her mouth and continue biting off the next piece.
Watching that small mouth slide forward little by little across the banana, its cheeks slowly puffing out wider and wider, every man's eyes gleamed. I knew what they were thinking, because I was no exception. Involuntarily, the image of Mu Xinru kneeling at my feet, struggling to swallow, her cheeks bulging, still unable to swallow, yet still desperately trying to swallow, flashed before my eyes.
Finally, she was almost in the middle, seemingly at her limit. Her cheeks were bulging, and white banana was being squeezed out from the corners of her mouth. Mu Xinru frowned slightly, still struggling to stuff it in.
Mu Xinru's discomfort gave the men a strange sense of pleasure. Qian Hao, seemingly unable to bear watching Mu Xinru continue to suffer, cleverly helped her bite the last bit of the banana into her mouth. Mu Xinru didn't have time to thank him; after swallowing the banana, she covered her mouth with her hand, as if she was about to spit it out.
The man stared intently at her, watching her struggle to chew and swallow, her brow furrowed. His excited expression suggested that at that moment, they were thinking that Mu Xinru had swallowed that disgusting, white, viscous substance!

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