[Urban] My Wife's Adultery Diary (Complete) - 6

Chapter Six of the Affair: Night of Passion 2

His thick, long, and shiny black penis disappeared into my vagina again, squeezing out a large amount of love juice, which splashed onto Huang Yang's testicles and onto my inner thighs. "Oh..."

I sighed contentedly, my eyes becoming hazy again. I tilted my head back, letting my long hair fall onto the sofa, my hands still supporting me on the sofa. As Huang Yang's penis went in and out of my cunt, my breasts bounced up and down on my chest, creating waves of milk. I was enjoying Huang Yang's 'humiliation'... Huang Yang continued to fuck me a few more times in this position. Perhaps he couldn't exert enough force, or perhaps my shameful position aroused his lust even more. Suddenly, Huang Yang got up and hugged me from above, his penis thrusting rapidly into my body like a ramming pile. "Oh... ah... faster... it's coming... coming... faster... use... harder..."

I cried out again. "Scream... scream..."

Huang Yang's sweat dripped onto my face. "Ah...faster...faster..."

I cried out, clutching Huang Yang's body tightly, as if trying to push his penis deeper inside me. "Call me..."

Huang Yang, seeing that I had misunderstood his earlier meaning, reminded me to call him. "Oh...Ah Yang...faster...faster...fuck me..."

I cried out, overwhelmed by pleasure. "Call me husband...call me husband..."

Huang Yang thrust impatiently against me. His penis slid in and out of my cunt, as if it were steaming hot. "Oh...faster...faster...I'm...I'm coming..."

The pleasure was building rapidly, and I was about to reach orgasm. But I still didn't obey Huang Yang's command and didn't call him 'husband'. "Slut... whore...call yourself..."

Huang Yang, seeing that I still hadn't called him 'husband', slowed down his thrusting, his eyes reddening, deciding to 'punish' me. "Faster...faster...don't...stop..."

I cried anxiously from below. "What? Don't stop what?"

Huang Yang said. "Move...move..."

I said shyly. "With what?"

"With...with your...cock..."

I stammered. Burning with lust, I uttered words I'd never spoken aloud before. Now, all I knew was the pursuit of sex, the ability to be played with only by obeying Huang Yang. How ridiculous! I was being fucked by a man, yet I had to satisfy his demands. He wanted to conquer me both physically and mentally. Despondent, I had no desire to resist, only to succumb! "With my cock...what for?"

The man seemed satisfied with my answer, thrusting a few times before continuing. "Fuck me..."

I was so ashamed my face was practically bleeding. "Fuck what? If you don't say it right, I won't move."

Huang Yang indeed stopped thrusting, immersing his cock inside my body. "Fuck...fuck my...vagina..."

I cried, biting my lip. At the same time, I hated my own depravity. Why was I so lewd and vile, unable to escape the pursuit of desire...? "No, that's too flowery. Say it again..."

The man indeed didn't move. “Fuck…fuck my pussy…”

“Hmm, that’s getting interesting, but not quite right.”

“Fuck…fuck my…slutty…slutty cunt…”

My trembling lips uttered the lewd words. “Ha…right, it’s slutty cunt…”

Huang Yang smiled with satisfaction, while his cock began to move. “Also, don’t use ‘fuck,’ say ‘fuck,’ understand?”

Huang Yang said, pressing against my cervix. “…Oh…”

I enjoyed the pleasure and could only nod, while swaying my buttocks uneasily, as if to tell Huang Yang that I was not satisfied with his slow pace. “You’re such a standard slut, you can’t even last this long…”

Huang Yang continued to humiliate me. “Say what you just said in a coherent way, add the name you use for me, and call yourself a ‘slut’…” Huang

Yang’s cock pressed against my cervix in a threatening way, and another wave of pleasure made me lose my senses. “Slut…slut…please…please…Ah Yang…fuck…fuck…my…slutty…slutty cunt…woo…”

I surrendered, I surrendered. Tell me, just give me pleasure, I'll say whatever I want to hear. “Haha, not perfect, but not bad…”

Huang Yang was finally satisfied, embracing my body, his lower body thrusting rapidly. “Oh…coming…ah…thrust…thrust…my flower…ah…so good…ah…Ah Yang…faster…faster…”

I moaned and cried out lewdly below. “Oh oh…coming…you…why aren’t you coming…oh…I’m dying…no…no…stop…”

I shook my head frantically, shouting out all my inner desires. At this moment, I was no longer the person I used to be. Huang Yang had tormented me to the point of losing myself. Now I was just a woman seeking pleasure, a lewd and base woman, a woman who only knew how to pursue pleasure. My husband’s image had long since vanished under Huang Yang’s fucking. I had fallen! “Fuck…so fast…looks like you’re really unsatisfied…”

Huang Yang pinched my breasts, mocking me. “Wait a minute…”

Huang Yang suddenly stopped playing with me again. I couldn’t take it anymore. It had happened twice already, I was about to climax, and then it was stopped again. I was going crazy! I frantically hugged Huang Yang’s body, pressing my vulva tightly against his penis. Just a few strokes, even just a few strokes would satisfy me and bring me to orgasm. I shamelessly rubbed against Huang Yang, holding him tightly. “No…just a few strokes…give it to me…please…”

Tears streamed down my face, my eyes filled with desperate desire. “Let’s see you pretend to be high and mighty again, I’ll kill you…”

Huang Yang stared at me lewdly, laughing, and ruthlessly pulled his penis completely out of my vagina. “Ah…no…”

I cried and hugged Huang Yang’s body tightly, my inner dignity completely shattered. “Sit properly, lie on the sofa…”

Huang Yang slapped my buttocks hard as I sat up. The pain in my buttocks didn’t awaken my dignity, but instead stimulated my desire even more. I knew Huang Yang didn't not want to fuck me anymore, but wanted to try a different method. He'd do anything to satisfy my current desires. I obediently got up and clumsily lay on the sofa. "Bend your ass up, like a bitch..."

Huang Yang slapped my buttocks hard. My plump buttocks immediately turned bright red under his blows, rippling with waves of flesh... I supported myself on the sofa with my elbows, my legs on the ground. Without Huang Yang's command, I spread my legs wide, my buttocks raised high. The thought of my anus being exposed to Huang Yang immediately reignited my lustful desire. Thick fluid secreted from my vulva slowly flowed down my thighs, already soaked with love juice, while some dripped from my turned-up labia onto the floor... "What a beautiful, alluring ass..." Still using my hands? How can that possibly bring pleasure? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator, anime virgin real-life sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Huang Yang seemed to caress my buttocks with obvious affection, scooping up a handful of vaginal fluid and smearing it all over them. I swayed my buttocks restlessly, as if inviting Huang Yang to let his penis meet my vagina. "Coming..."

Huang Yang, holding his hard penis, inserted it into my vagina with a 'squelch,' his long penis disappearing without a trace, his large, dark testicles slapping against my labia. "Oh...so good..."

I exclaimed, releasing my pent-up pleasure. "Squelch...squelch..."

Huang Yang's thrusting penis and my thrusting buttocks worked together perfectly, immediately transmitting pleasure to both of us. "Oh...is it good or not..."

Huang Yang held my buttocks while thrusting his lower body. "Good...good...faster...faster...fuck me...harder...oh oh...so deep...reaching...reaching...reaching...oh..."

I groaned with pleasure. I swayed my body vigorously, pursuing pleasure, my sagging breasts swaying beneath me. Huang Yang reached out and grabbed my breasts, squeezing and kneading them forcefully. "Oh...good...faster...oh...Ah Yang...so good...faster..."

"Call me husband...I'll give you pleasure..."

"Mmm...oh...I can't take it anymore...oh...ah...ooh...I'm dying...husband...faster...fuck me...fuck me to death..."

I finally called Huang Yang husband. This position, this pleasure, was something I had never experienced with A Chuang. I fantasized that it was A Chuang fucking me. "Haha...you called me husband..."

Huang Yang thought I was calling him, and he was so happy that he seemed to be releasing all his strength. The relentless thrusting of his penis into my vagina rubbed it raw, leaving me numb. A surge of intense pleasure coursed from my vagina, uterus, and breasts to my head and body. "Oh...husband...I'm coming...faster...faster...deeper...deeper...ah..."

Overwhelmed by pleasure, I finally climaxed, hot vaginal fluid gushing from my uterus. My vagina convulsed irregularly, my body stiffened, my head spun, as if thousands of stars were swirling around me, and I collapsed onto the sofa. "So fast, wait for me..."

Huang Yang held me, his erect penis continuing to thrust in and out of my vagina without letting up. "Ah...ah..."

Another wave of pleasure washed over me, instantly bringing me to a second orgasm. "Oh...oh...oh..."

Huang Yang's penis suddenly swelled, pressing tightly against my cervix. His long penis seemed to have penetrated my uterus. Hot semen gushed from his body like erupting lava, so strong, powerful, and scalding, shooting like bullets against my uterine wall, pushing me to another orgasm... "Oh..."

Three consecutive orgasms caused me to immediately lose control of my bladder. The pleasure of the orgasm made all my strength vanish instantly. My lower abdomen convulsed uncontrollably, and the restraint on my lower body suddenly disappeared. My urethra opened, and the accumulated urine gushed out like a burst dam, spraying onto the sofa in front of me. The splashing urine landed on me, flowing down the sofa and onto the living room floor. After the orgasm, my body felt as if it had ceased to exist. My consciousness drifted away, and my convulsing vagina ejaculated again. My vagina convulsed as if trying to drain Huang Yang's semen, sucking at his penis like a small mouth... "Oh..."

Huang Yang seemed to have exhausted all his strength, suddenly hugging me from behind, squeezing my breasts tightly, as if trying to flatten them, gripping them hard... We both fainted... Gradually, I regained consciousness. Bright lights shone around me. After the orgasm, my whole body ached, and my lower body felt hot and stinging from the passion. Huang Yang's penis was still half-erect in my vagina, making me feel swollen, painful, and slightly itchy. Although my body was exhausted, my mind was incredibly clear, and my consciousness was filled with immense pleasure. I knew that the pleasure I had just experienced would be unforgettable. My body was wet and uncomfortable. I turned my head and saw the mess on the sofa. The semen I had ejaculated and the fluids I had secreted were scattered all over the sofa, now dried into patches of stains. The urine I had incontinently used during my orgasm was now just a faint trace. The sofa cushions beneath me had absorbed our sweat and the large amount of fluids I had secreted, or perhaps a mixture of my urine and sweat, leaving my body soaked for a long time. Thinking about the passion we had just shared, I was filled with shame. I felt sorry for my husband and hated myself for being so lewd… Just as I was lost in thought, Huang Yang gradually woke up. Not knowing how to handle our relationship, I quickly closed my eyes. Huang Yang saw my trembling eyelashes and knew I was awake. He propped himself up and pressed his body tightly against mine. “Not awake yet… let me do it again…”

His semi-erect penis, still inside me, seemed to be gradually awakening again, trembling. “No…”

I quickly opened my eyes, my face flushed. At the same time, I was secretly amazed by Huang Yang’s abundant stamina, and I couldn’t help but plead softly. "No...please, I can't take it anymore..."

I said, my face flushing even more. I twisted my body, trying to relieve the numbness from the pressure. "Hehe, see if you dare lie to me again."

Huang Yang laughed smugly, moving his penis again. "Ah..."

I cried out in pain. "What's wrong?"

Huang Yang lifted me up, helping me sit up, and pulled his penis out of me. "Heh, why is there so much fluid..."

Huang Yang plopped down on the wet sofa, looking at me teasingly. He hadn't noticed my incontinence and thought it was my vaginal fluid. I didn't dare explain, only blushing and remaining silent. "Come on, let me see..."

Huang Yang hugged me tightly, one hand reaching under my crotch, spreading my legs. I was ashamed, angry, and powerless, only able to lean against Huang Yang's body, letting him spread my legs, exposing my naked genitals to his eyes. "Don't...don't look..."

I said shyly. "Oh...it's all swollen. Looks like I was too rough just now..."

Huang Yang said, pinching my swollen labia. I followed Huang Yang's hand down and sure enough, my labia majora were swollen and red, like two large sausages stuck to my vulva. My entire genital area was a mess, with tangled pubic hair, and my engorged labia majora and minora were still wet. The vaginal opening was still slightly open, revealing the engorged inner walls. With each touch of Huang Yang, waves of pain came... "Don't...don't touch me anymore, it hurts..."

I pleaded softly. "I'm sorry...I was too rough..."

Huang Yang gently kissed my lips. Hearing Huang Yang's apology and feeling his tenderness, I felt a strange warmth. Although he had taken me, the feeling just now was amazing. Now, Huang Yang's gentle kisses made me feel so warm. Thinking of A Chuang, I felt like a fallen woman. The conflicting emotions tormented me. I leaned on Huang Yang's shoulder and cried silently again. "Don't cry, Xiao Wanwan... your husband will feel sorry for you..."

Huang Yang gently kissed my eyes and sucked away my tears. "I will cherish you even more from now on. I will love you, care for you, and kiss you. Don't cry..."

"Come and wash up. You're all sticky and uncomfortable..."

Huang Yang pulled me up, and I obediently followed him into the bathroom. The warm shower water washed over my naked body, trying to cleanse the filth, but could it really wash it away? I'd already been used, so let Huang Yang see. I silently scrubbed my body vigorously, washing my genitals, as if I could wash away the humiliation. Meanwhile, Huang Yang gently washed my back, kissing it intermittently. His hard penis gradually rose again, pressing against my buttocks. "No... let me rest, I can't take it anymore..."

I pleaded, turning away. "Okay..."

Seeing my weak and helpless state, Huang Yang stopped teasing me. "You should help me wash too..."

After I finished washing, Huang Yang pulled me to his chest, playing with my breasts as he spoke. I silently took the bath sponge and began to wipe Huang Yang's body. Huang Yang held my shoulders and slowly pressed me down until I squatted down, facing his erect penis. "Help me wash..."

Huang Yang gestured for me to wash his penis. I held Huang Yang's penis shyly and helplessly, pulled back the foreskin, and washed it with water. Although Huang Yang's penis had been inside me many times, this was the first time I had seen it so closely, and felt its strength so clearly. My dark, thick penis was so large I could barely grip it with one hand. The foreskin I pulled back revealed a massive, red glans, which seemed ready to pounce. Male precum was constantly leaking from the urethral opening. Under the wash of my hand, the penis swelled even more, the prominent veins bulging along its shaft. Everything told me Huang Yang was ready again. "Come on, let me do it again..."

Huang Yang stroked my head pleadingly. "No... I really can't take it anymore..."

I looked up at Huang Yang, hot water splashing on my head. "Then... you can suck me..."

Huang Yang thrust his lower body forward, his penis almost touching my mouth. "How can I... it's too dirty..."

I shook my head firmly. "I haven't even sucked my husband yet, how can I suck you, it's too dirty..."

I thought to myself. "Then... hurry up and wash..."

Huang Yang said impatiently, seeing my resolute look, while urging me to finish the shower quickly. I also wanted to escape this fate as soon as possible, so I quickly helped Huang Yang finish washing. We walked out of the bathroom naked like this. Seeing the stains on the sofa, Huang Yang said jokingly, "Hurry up and clean up, I didn't expect you to have so much water, you're so lewd."

"You... you're not going back... going back..."

I asked timidly. "Isn't your husband not coming home? I'm not leaving today..."

Huang Yang said coldly, and then went straight into the bedroom. I had no choice but to pick up the bathrobe scattered on the floor and put it on. I also gathered up the sofa cushions and soaked them in the basin in the bathroom, but I couldn't find my underwear anywhere. Never mind that for now, exhausted, I wet a towel and wiped the stains off the sofa. Looking at the clock, it was already three in the morning. I'd spent almost half an hour cleaning, and I wondered what Huang Yang was doing. I nervously pushed open the bedroom door. "Huh?"

I saw Huang Yang sniffing my underwear while rapidly stroking his erect penis. "He's masturbating!"

It was the first time I'd seen a man masturbate so openly in front of me, and my face flushed again. "Quick, Xiao Wan, come here."

Huang Yang, seeing me in the doorway, didn't stop at all, but instead pulled me inside. Huang Yang pulled my hand and sat me on the bed. He lay there, pulling my hand to his penis. "Help me masturbate,"

Huang Yang said bluntly. I had never done anything like this before. Mechanically gripping Huang Yang's penis, I didn't know what to do. "Move it, or I'll use your cunt on you,"

Huang Yang threatened. At the same time, he grabbed my hand and started stroking it up and down. Hearing Huang Yang's threat, I quickly cooperated with his movements, stroking it up and down. Huang Yang relaxed comfortably, enjoying my movements. At the same time, he reached inside my clothes, pulled open my bathrobe, and played with my round breasts. "Mmm...mmm..."

I slowly began to feel pleasure again. Today, for some reason, my body was so sensitive; even the slightest movement brought waves of pleasure. "Mmm...mmm...oh..."

I closed my eyes, enjoying Huang Yang's movements, while my hands continued stroking without stopping. "Oh...so tired..."

My hands were stiff, but Huang Yang's penis still showed no sign of ejaculating. "Come on..."

Huang Yang seemed to feel nothing either. He sat up, then took off my askew bathrobe and lay down on the floor. I looked at Huang Yang, bewildered, not knowing what he meant. “I did this for you, otherwise, your cunt would definitely be stuck with you again today…”

Huang Yang said, lying down. Then he grabbed my feet, brought them together, and sandwiched them between his penis. “Is this okay… so my hands won’t get tired… move on…”

“Huh? What? This works too?”

I, who only knew the normal position with A Chuang, couldn’t have imagined that sex could have so many variations. I used my feet to sandwich Huang Yang’s penis and slowly rubbed it, but it was so rough between my feet and Huang Yang’s penis, making it so difficult to move my feet up and down, and Huang Yang also showed a pained expression. “Oh… stop for a moment…”

Huang Yang frowned and raised his body, while I looked at Huang Yang with a blushing face, at a loss. “Xiao Wan, do you have any lotion here…”

Huang Yang asked shamelessly. “What… do I need lotion for…”

I asked softly. At the same time, I turned around, walked to the vanity mirror, and handed my lotion to Huang Yang. “You’ll find out in a moment…”

Huang Yang took the lotion and smiled strangely. Huang Yang sat up on the edge of the bed, embraced my burning body, and pulled my delicate white feet, playing with them vigorously. My face flushed as I looked at my feet—such beautiful feet! Fair and tender, like mutton-fat jade, my ten toes white and smooth as silk, like a newborn baby's, my toenails glistening and spotless. My slender, white feet trembled with either lust or helplessness. Looking at my beautiful feet, Huang Yang suddenly pressed his face against my smooth insteps, his burning lips pressing tightly against my bare feet. He held my feet tightly and began to suck on each of my tender white toes. Each toe was sucked vigorously in his mouth, making a "whoosh" sound, waves of tingling pleasure shooting from the soles of my feet to my toes, assaulting my mind. I moaned softly, curling my toes, wishing I could chop them off to escape this painful yet beloved 'torture'. In no time, my soles were covered in Huang Yang's saliva… Huang Yang looked up, watching my flushed face and closed eyes, lost in a sea of desire, his eyes blazing with intense lust. He held my feet tightly, freeing his hands to smear lotion on his palms, then stroked my feet with those lotion-covered hands… The slippery lotion exuded a faint fragrance, and Huang Yang vigorously rubbed my bare, smooth ankles, making them so slippery and itchy that I couldn't help but shrink back and giggle, my face burning red. The sensation from my feet made me both heartbroken and itchy, but Huang Yang held them tightly, preventing me from moving. He teased me, stroking my feet while looking at me with a wicked smile, and my already aching lower body began to leak fluid again. Seeing that my feet were covered in lotion, Huang Yang lovingly kissed my calves, then lay down on the ground and squeezed my feet together again, holding his penis between them. "Oh...oh...squeeze...yes...oh..."

Huang Yang hummed with his eyes closed. The sensation under my feet was so unusual; a hard, hot penis was clamped between my bones. The hard penis wasn't like real bone, nor was it like soft flesh; it was hard yet fleshy. My already sensitive soles were gradually aroused again by this strange stimulation. "Come on, masturbate for me to see,"

Huang Yang said lewdly, looking at my restless state beneath him. "What? I masturbate for him to see? How can I!"

I widened my eyes, my expression incredulous. "How can I do something so private and shameful for him to see?"

My heart was pounding. Although Huang Yang's words were stimulating, how could I agree...? I shook my head, blushing, unaware that my feet were already tightly pressed together, revealing the turmoil in my heart. “Come on, if you won’t do it yourself, I’ll do it myself. Don’t blame me for being rough then…”

Huang Yang knew from the sensation on his penis that I was just shy and not as resolutely resistant to such lewd acts as I appeared, so he threatened me. My body trembled, and slowly my hand moved to my stomach… “Yes… listen to me, touch your breasts, look how full they are, so tender, so smooth, sucking on them is so sweet…”

Under Huang Yang’s seductive voice, my hand unconsciously caressed my full breasts. As Huang Yang spoke, I gently stroked myself, truly feeling how smooth and alluring my breasts were. “Yes… pinch your nipples, see how erect they are, just waiting for your touch…”

Huang Yang watched my hand move in response to his words, and he became unusually excited, his voice trembling. “Yes… pinch her… support your breasts… how full they are… do you want me to suckle them…”

My face flushed, my starry eyes half-closed, I obediently followed Huang Yang’s voice, supporting my breasts, fantasizing about someone licking them at this moment… I couldn’t help but nod, as if telling Huang Yang that I wanted him to lick me, to eat my breasts… “Oh… my breasts are so swollen… so itchy…”

Huang Yang continued to tempt me. “So itchy… so itchy… mmm… mmm…”

I hummed with my eyes closed. At the same time, my breasts deformed under my kneading. “Is your little cunt itchy too…”

"Mmm...yes...yes..."

I hummed. "Come on, rub it..."

Huang Yang was so excited he forgot himself. I naturally reached my other hand down to my lower body, spread my legs, and touched my clitoris... "No...don't spread your legs...I can't enjoy it like this..."

Because I spread my legs, my feet naturally separated, and Huang Yang cried out in dissatisfaction from below. I quickly squeezed my feet together and continued moving. But the hand between my legs didn't come out; instead, it pinched my clitoris and moved it up and down... "I can't see your movements...but you have to listen to me..."

Huang Yang was stunned by the erotic scene before him and instructed me from the ground. "Mmm...mmm..."

I hummed and moaned, as if answering him or as if I was enjoying it myself. "Can you touch your clitoris?"

"Touch...mmm...I can touch it..."

I hummed. "What does it feel like?"

"It...is erect...mmm...it's so itchy...so itchy..."

I twisted my legs, as if trying to use the force of rubbing my thighs to stop the itching inside my body. "Is there any water flowing?"

"Mmm...yes...yes..."

"Where is it flowing from..."

"From...mmm...mmm...from my pussy..."

I used obscene words because it was more stimulating. "Right, you know how to use the word 'pussy'...Do you want to use your finger to dig it in?"

Huang Yang's eyes widened with excitement. "Mmm...mmm...yes..."

"Then dig...put it in..."

"Oh...mmm..."

I obediently put my finger into my vagina, and the warm vaginal flesh immediately enveloped my finger. "Oh... um... hmm... ah..."

Imagine a beautiful woman, completely naked, sitting on the bed, one finger fiddling with her vagina while rubbing her erect clitoris, the other hand squeezing her breasts, her full, beautiful breasts changing into all sorts of strange shapes under the rubbing, and this beauty is also giving another man footjobs, humming seductive moans that fill every corner of the room... Seeing such an alluring scene, Huang Yang blushed, his heart pounded, and his erect penis suddenly ejaculated... "Oh... oh..."

The white semen shot into the air, splashing onto the beauty's legs and feet... "Ah..."

The beauty also reached orgasm at the same time, her whole body went limp, and another pool of vaginal fluid gushed out from her vagina, wetting the sheets beneath her. I had an excessive orgasm today, and I fainted again. Huang Yang, still holding his hard penis, got up from the floor, spread my legs, aimed his penis at my vagina, and thrust in again with a "plop." He quickly pumped a few times, then pressed his penis tightly against the entrance of my vagina and ejaculated the remaining semen with a "plop," collapsing onto my body as well... Sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, revealing the scene inside the bedroom. On the messy bed lay two naked bodies; the woman was so full and rounded, the man so robust and strong. Both were exhausted, but their faces were filled with a satisfied expression. The man lay naked on his back, his large hand still grasping the woman's full breasts. His dark penis hung limply from his large testicles, the dried semen on it making it look filthy. One of his thighs was stretched between the woman's parted legs... The woman also lay on her back, her full, fair body still showing the lingering flush of her orgasm. Although one of her firm breasts was being pressed down by the man, the other remained erect, displaying the vitality of a young woman. Her parted thighs exposed her genitals, ravaged by the storm. Her engorged labia majora, no longer wide open, were now slightly closed. Her once muddy genitals had recovered somewhat; the dampness had dried, and the tangled pubic hair had clumped together, with occasional dried, bursting bubbles visible... The air was thick with the stench of semen mixed with bodily fluids. The room, which had once been filled with a sense of happiness and warmth, now seemed utterly depraved and filthy. The woman gradually woke up, her face flushed, tears streaming down her face as she looked around. The man also came to his senses, his hand that had been holding her breast now playing with it again. The woman pushed his hand away and sat up. The man also sat up, grinning, and tried to touch her again. The woman firmly refused. The man went to the bathroom to wash up, put on his clothes, and said to the woman, "Xiao Wan, you're so charming. I won't let you go. Get ready to be my mistress..."

After saying that, he forcibly kissed the woman, laughed, and left. The woman wept bitterly, roaring and pounding the sheets on the bed... "Ring..."

The phone in the living room rang. "Wife, I'm in Dalian. I was negotiating with a client yesterday. I heard it was raining heavily where you are today. Did you get wet?"

The woman picked up the phone, and a gentle voice came from the other end. "Wah..."

The woman was overwhelmed by shame, hatred, and humiliation... a flood of emotions overwhelmed her, and she cried loudly. "Xiao Wan... baby..." The person

on the other end of the phone was clearly anxious, saying something to the woman in the room. The woman was crying so hard she could hardly breathe, but what could she say? The phone call lasted for half an hour. The woman hung up, stunned, and sat motionless on the sofa. For a long time, she remained silent… “I clearly wrote down what happened yesterday…”

Tears streamed down her face as she sat at her computer, typing the following words. "I recorded every detail, my feelings. I don't know why I wrote so much. I hoped that one day A-Chuang would see my diary and know how lewd and despicable I was. I hoped that he would hate me and abandon me after seeing my lewd descriptions..." "

...I really hope that after A-Chuang knows the truth, he can stop caring about me, so that he won't be so hurt. I hope he will curse me, call me despicable, and I hope he can beat me to remove the shame from me. But I also hope that A-Chuang can know how much I regret it. I want A-Chuang to know how much I love him..."

"I hate my infidelity. Although I was drunk and drugged and raped by Huang Yang, I am ashamed of my feelings in bed. I actually had an orgasm under Huang Yang's manipulation. I hate my distrust of A-Chuang. When I heard Huang Yang's rumors, I actually believed them and let Huang Yang's scheme succeed. How much I have wronged A-Chuang, my husband. Can you hear the remorse in my heart... I hate that I still have the courage to live..."

"But, if A-Chuang leaves me, can I really bear it? I don't know if I'll have the courage to live on. Just imagining A-Chuang saying goodbye to me makes my heart ache. I know I have no face to face A-Chuang, no face to live in this world anymore... But deep down, I'm fantasizing that nothing happened, or that A-Chuang will never know..."

The woman stopped crying. "I know how shameful I am, I know that what's happened can't be undone. If A-Chuang knows... I choose... to let A-Chuang kill me with his own hands! The reason I can still live with my face is that I can't bear to leave A-Chuang, I can't bear to leave this family. I regret it so much!"

The woman cried as she rushed to the bathroom again, turned on the tap, and desperately washed her body again...

Sequel - The Bewitching Wife's Adultery Diary Chapter 1

The Bewitching Wife's Adultery Diary - Inviting the Wolf into the House "Thank you, sir. If it weren't for you, my girlfriend would be soaked to the bone."

The boss said, turning to look at me. I rolled my eyes at the boss, not immediately refuting his claim that I was his girlfriend. Seeing that I wasn't angry, he immediately regained his temper and started chatting and laughing with the driver. His hand remained tightly around my bare waist. I knew it was inappropriate for him to be holding me like that, but I didn't know how to refuse him. As I dried myself off the rain, I mentally complained to Ah Chuang, "Why are you always so busy with work? It would be so much better if you were here with me! Now it's like I'm your enemy's girlfriend."

"Ah Yang… your hand… please don't…"

I finally couldn't help but whisper, my face flushed red with fear of being overheard by the driver. Unexpectedly, the taxi driver was very gentlemanly; he quickly withdrew his large hand from my waist, realizing I had been overthinking it. This deepened my affection for him. Seeing him soaking wet, I felt inexplicably touched. I took out my handkerchief and offered it to him to wipe himself off. The moment he took it, I saw his eyes light up, a spark that made my heart flutter again… The taxi quickly arrived at my building. Seeing the driver's disheveled appearance, I couldn't help but say, "You… come upstairs… wash up, don't catch a cold…"

It was the first time I'd invited my husband's enemy to my house alone, and knowing he was a lecherous man, I was a little nervous, afraid he'd misunderstand. I hesitated before speaking. "Is it inconvenient…?"

the driver said from the car, but I could tell from his eyes that he really wanted to come upstairs with me. "It's alright… Ah Yang, you… you're all wet, just come on up."

At this point, I could only insist he come upstairs; otherwise, it would be really awkward. "Your husband isn't home, it might be inconvenient, what if he comes back..."

The boss hesitated, but one leg was already out of the car. "Just because my husband isn't home doesn't mean I can't invite friends over! Come on, Yang, you haven't seen my new house yet, so I'll invite you over. You... just come on in, my husband won't be back tonight."

Hearing him mention A-Chuang, for some reason, I became even more insistent. Maybe it was because I was afraid of being lonely at home alone. "Okay..."

The boss, carrying a work bag (containing the sexy lingerie samples I'd brought to show Boss Wu today), quickly got out of the car. He took my hand, and I blushed slightly but didn't refuse. We chatted and laughed as we ran into the building. "Your house is so beautiful! Oh, the 'double happiness' decoration is still on the door."

The boss exclaimed after we entered the room. To be honest, I'm very clean. Although A-Chuang isn't home often, I clean the room spotless every day. Hearing the boss's praise made me feel very happy. Ah Chuang completely ignored my hard work, never offering a word of praise for the spotless room! I subconsciously compared my boss to my husband. "It's nothing, I haven't been married long. Ah Yang, come in quickly,"

I said, gesturing for my boss to come in with a cheerful smile. "Dry yourself off... I don't have any extra towels, you can use my husband's for now..."

I handed Ah Chuang's towel to my boss. "I'm so sorry..."

my boss said, taking the towel and wiping his face. "I'm so sorry you got caught in the rain..."

he apologized. I let down my long, black hair and gently wiped the raindrops from it. "...It was my fault today... I lost my temper with you... Ah Yang... I..."

I murmured, blushing. "It's nothing. If you were my wife, you would have hit me already. If you were my wife, that would be so much better..."

My boss realized comparing me to his wife was too presumptuous and suddenly stopped, looking at me apologetically. "..."

My face flushed instantly. I didn't respond to the boss's question and stood in the hall, silently wiping the rain from my hair. The boss also stood there dumbfounded, unsure what to say, just staring at me. The room fell silent. After a long while, I realized the boss seemed to have been silent for a long time. As I wiped the rain from my long hair, I looked up at him and found him staring intently at my body, suppressing his heavy breathing. His gaze was so fiery, so focused, that it made my face burn. What was the boss looking at? I subconsciously and slowly looked down at myself... "Ah!"

I was still soaking wet, my beautiful curves laid bare before the boss: my wet white tight-fitting tank top clung to my full breasts, as if covered only by a layer of sand, unable to conceal my voluptuousness at all, the shape of my breasts exposed! A few drops of rain still clung to the deep cleavage exposed to the light. Even worse, completely soaked, my bright red nipples inexplicably protruded, forming two distinct bumps on my chest, the nipples and breast tissue fully exposed. My wet shorts clung to my buttocks, highlighting my rain-soaked, naked abdomen, belly button, and slender figure. It's worth noting that my breasts began to grow larger in middle school, reaching a 36D by college. However, since I was studying dance, overly large breasts would have been a burden, so from my freshman year, I wore extremely thin bras, at least one size smaller than my actual bust size. Although my breasts were constantly compressed, it allowed for greater agility while dancing. After graduation, although I didn't continue dancing but worked for an underwear company, I've maintained this habit to this day, so my actual breast size is probably 36E. Today, completely drenched, my high, firm breasts, tightly wrapped in my vest, were almost entirely exposed! Beneath my breasts, my lower abdomen was slightly concave, and with each breath, the outline of my ribs was clearly visible. My waist was extremely thin, and the lines of my body widened at my breasts, then narrowed sharply at my waist, before widening outwards again. Full breasts, a slender waist, and round hips—this curve, accentuated by the semi-transparent white shorts clinging to my body, was breathtakingly beautiful. Even the tiny, rain-dampened navel exposed on my flat stomach aroused endless fantasies. Even more terrifying was that the extremely tight white shorts, wet from the fabric, revealed my small, protruding vulva, even outlining my shameful slit. The matching thong panties below further accentuated the black of my pubic hair. Under the room light, my thick, glossy black pubic hair was fully revealed, greatly enhancing the lewd atmosphere. I knew I had been exposed in front of my husband's enemy! How utterly shameful! I suddenly understood why my boss had lost his composure, and my face flushed crimson. I stood there, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, I saw my boss's crotch bulging like a small mountain inside his pants, almost bursting through! "Oh my god! He's all erect!"

I pursed my thin red lips, my heart pounding, my face flushed crimson. This was the first time I'd been stared at so intently by a man other than my husband, looking so sexy, and the first time I'd seen a man other than my husband aroused by my sexiness! Although I wasn't completely naked, under his burning gaze, I felt as if I were, as if he were about to pounce on me and rape me. This made my chest heave violently with nervousness. I didn't know what to say to break the awkward silence, my hands gripping the hem of my pants tightly, my face burning red as I stood there. After a while, I suddenly remembered that my boss had slept with many women in the company; he was a big pervert! He must have a strong possessive desire for me. I mustered my courage and slowly covered my breasts with my left hand and my lower body with my right. I glared at the boss reproachfully and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. Xiao Wan, your figure is amazing! So beautiful and sexy!"

"Ugh, haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?"

I retorted. "I've never seen such a beautiful and sexy woman as you."

"Pah, stop being so cheeky. I'm going to change my clothes."

I turned and walked towards the bathroom, my face flushed, but inwardly I was delighted by his praise. I closed the bathroom door tightly. "I really shouldn't have worn this outfit the boss gave me. I didn't expect it to be so transparent when it got wet. He could even see my vulva and pubic hair. How embarrassing."

I thought shyly in the bathroom. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but I had completely forgotten that there were no clean clothes in the bathroom. Should I go out like this? I leaned against the cold bathroom tiles to cool down the heat in my body, looking at my flushed face in the mirror, my eyes glazed over, my once bright eyes now watery and radiating a seductive lust. "What's going on... Is this me?... He must have seen me like this," I thought to myself. "It's all this harmful wine... No, I... I have to be true to my husband..."

I bit my lower lip, silently reaffirming my resolve. Perhaps it was the strong aftereffects of the red wine, or the alternating hot and cold sensation from being drenched in the rain, but my whole body was burning hot, my cheeks felt like they could roast sweet potatoes, my heart was pounding, and my limbs felt weak, as if I couldn't move a muscle. "What's the boss doing now?... Why is there no sound from the living room..."

I pondered to myself. I gently opened the bathroom door a crack, revealing a scene that made my heart race. The boss had already taken off his soaking wet shirt, leaving him in only a t-shirt, revealing a muscular, dark-skinned physique. He was a real hunk, still so strong despite being middle-aged! His hands were holding a towel, wiping his head and body, his upper body muscles bulging like tiny mice with each movement. I never imagined my husband's enemy was so strong! Perhaps hearing the noise from the bathroom, the boss turned his head, looked this way, and smiled at me. Startled, I immediately slammed the door shut. I leaned against the wall, panting heavily, my heart pounding with the shock of what I had just witnessed, the lingering fear of what was about to happen, and the guilt I felt towards my husband… The boss had been with many of our female colleagues; he was a master womanizer. Today, during the dance, he had taken full advantage of me, even seeing my bare breasts! Judging from all the signs today, he definitely has lustful intentions towards me. He definitely wants me, and I'm also my husband's sworn enemy... Thinking of this, I felt like a stranded fish, my mouth agape, gasping for breath. My whole body felt like magma about to erupt, waves of heat coursing through me. The cold clothes I hadn't had time to change out of seemed to evaporate from my heat, clinging tightly to me. The boiling heat seemed to evaporate even the damp clothes, making it even harder for me to breathe. The alcohol was making me dizzy and seeing stars. I longed for the cold tiles behind me to help me. I rolled over and lay face down on them. The coolness from the tiles didn't lower my body temperature; instead, it stimulated my body, my nipples, and made my whole body ache and itch unbearably. A warm flow gushed from my vagina, as if slowly trickling down my underwear… I slumped to the floor, my legs twisting and turning as if trying to relieve the ache and itch in my genitals, or perhaps to hide the leaking fluid… I remembered the friction between my genitals and my husband's enemy when we danced together—what a wonderful experience that was! I knew my husband's enemy had aroused my desire. Now the effects of the red wine were kicking in, and in my drunken state, I was limp on the floor. Luckily, I was alone in the bathroom. I decided to seize the opportunity to secretly masturbate to relieve my burning desire. Since getting married, I gradually learned to masturbate. For the past year, as a young virgin, I often relied on masturbation to pass the time when I was lonely. Now, I wanted to use masturbation to give me pleasure... My right hand couldn't help but lift up my vest and reach inside, forcefully squeezing my usually proud breasts, kneading and squeezing them hard, and occasionally flicking my already erect nipples. At this moment, I realized that my breasts were really full, and my small hands couldn't even grasp them. My left hand naturally reached into my shorts, unzipped them, and pulled aside my underwear. With two fingers, I pinched my swollen virgin labia, which were covered in vaginal fluid. The area was slippery and the tingling in my lower body was now even more intense. I stopped touching my virgin labia and pressed my thumb on my protruding clitoris, quickly rubbing and poking it... "Mmm... mmm..."

Pleasure was released from my lips, and at the same time, the rubbing of my thumb became even more frantic. Milky white fluid gushed from my vagina, flowing down my perineum to my anus and dripping onto the skirt beneath me. My fingers, which had been probing myself, were now covered in this fluid, and in the frenzied movements, my white thighs were also covered in glistening liquid, shimmering lewdly under the bathroom light… I frantically extended my index finger and plunged it into my vagina, thrusting rapidly and desperately, being careful not to break my hymen, because that was meant for my husband. My eyes were glazed over, and I fantasized about Ah Chuang's penis thrusting in and out of my vagina. But soon the image of my husband's small penis faded, and gradually the image of my boss's huge penis came to mind... The unexpected appearance of my boss's image jolted me awake. I cursed myself for being so lewd, for thinking of having sex with my husband's nemesis... But the fact that he was my husband's enemy only made my body more aroused. The movement of my index finger couldn't satisfy the increasing pleasure in my body, so I also inserted my middle finger into my vagina... "My boss is right outside. This masturbation is so exciting. I've never felt this way before... Who cares... Let me fly... Mmm... Mmm..."

I abandoned my last shred of consciousness and indulged in the impending climax. "...So what if he's an enemy...maybe even better...um..."

In my fantasy, the boss's body became clearer. Thinking of the magnificence of his penis, my fingers moved even more frantically... I remembered seeing the boss's pants bulging high from his "that," and imagining my virgin genitals in close contact with my husband's enemy's penis on the dance floor. I opened my mouth and began to moan softly and passionately: "Oh...Ah Chuang...your enemy...his...his penis is so big...so much bigger than yours...Ah Chuang...oh...I...I'm so scared...of being raped by him...Husband...I'm still a virgin...will he...ah...it feels so good tonight..." For a moment, I forgot that the boss was right outside the bathroom. "...um...ah..."

I twisted my thighs, the pleasure was almost there! "Bang...bang..."

There was a knock on the bathroom door. I knew the boss was outside. Tensely clenching my fingers, I felt a surge of heat welling up from my uterus. The tense yet exciting orgasm pulled me from the near-collapse of pleasure back to reality. I finally came to my senses. "...Huh?...What is it...?"

I asked breathlessly, my words tumbling out incoherently. It hadn't even been five minutes since the door closed, but to me it felt like an eternity.

(Sequel—The Wife's Affair Diary, Chapter Two)

Having regained my senses, I was overwhelmed with shame for my earlier delusions and passionate intercourse with my husband's enemy. Only now did I realize that I was separated from my boss by a bathroom door, and the thought of him discovering my lewd behavior immediately made me flustered and anxious. "Xiao Wan...what's wrong...I heard..."

my boss asked, his voice trembling. "Could it be...that you heard my shameful moans...how can I face anyone..."

My boss's words made me blush even more; the calm I had just felt was now replaced by a suffocating tension. "No...nothing...I...maybe I'm drunk...dizzy..."

I really was dizzy, but the dizziness wasn't the cause of my moans. "Are you alright? Quickly change your clothes. Getting drunk and caught in the rain is the worst thing you can do. Don't get sick,"

my boss said with concern from outside the door. "Oh..."

I responded softly, looking down at myself, almost completely naked, my clothes wrinkled and my legs trembling slightly from the passion of the moment... "I want to change, but how can I change with you outside..."

I said reproachfully, regretting letting my boss come to my house and making me look so disheveled. "...Xiao Wan..."

my boss said from outside the door. "Can...can...is it convenient...for me to..."

my boss stammered. "What is it..."

I leaned against the door, asking in confusion. "Can I...take a shower...you know...I'm covered in rain..."

Suddenly, my boss's voice trembled unusually, as if he was suppressing something. "Yes, I'm soaked, I'll catch a cold if I don't shower...but...but I'm like this..."

I looked down at myself again. "Oh...wait a minute...I'll come out as soon as I put on a towel," I finally thought of a solution and said to my boss outside the door. My clothes, soaked by the rain, were no longer wearable, so I quickly took them off, leaving me only in my underwear. The rain had rendered my sheer panties completely transparent, revealing almost my entire delicate pink nipples and the neat, glossy black pubic hair on my lower abdomen. Looking at myself in the mirror, so incredibly sexy, I blushed deeply. I quickly put on a small, white, form-fitting sheer bra that I'd left hanging in the bathroom at noon and wrapped a towel around myself. Thankfully, the bra straps were transparent. Looking in the mirror, I saw my face, made even whiter and rosier by the afterglow of my masturbation. To conceal the flush, I quickly applied a touch of makeup, making my delicate, oval face look both radiant and subtly innocent. A few glistening water droplets clung to my flowing hair, and my high, firm breasts strained against the towel, creating a beautiful silhouette. From above, down my bare shoulders, only my plump, white breasts were visible, the deep cleavage incredibly alluring! The bath towel, barely covering her hips and tied at the waist, accentuated her already slender waist and fair thighs. "Please turn off the living room lights so I can leave..."

I said shyly to the boss, while pulling up the towel over my breasts to hide my cleavage. But it was still impossible to conceal it. Oh well, what can I do when my breasts are so firm? The thought of being almost naked with the boss in the dark room made me incredibly shy. "Why... do you need to turn off the light?"

the boss asked in surprise from outside the door. "...I need to turn off the light so I can come out...I...I...changed my towel...how can I go out like this..."

I couldn't help but curse the boss inwardly for being an idiot. "Oh..."

the boss seemed to finally understand and left the room. The outside light went out. "Okay, Xiao Wan...you can come out now..."

the boss said, trembling. I sensed something was wrong with the boss's voice, as if he was excited, but then I thought he was probably just shivering from the cold, so I didn't think much of it and gently opened the door... "Ah!..."

The boss was actually standing outside the bathroom door, which was still lit!

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