【Passionate Undercurrents Series: Wife's Incest】(07-12) Author: Yi Ming

Author: Yiming
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(7) Meiying's wedding

The wedding was held in the only five-star hotel in the city. I never knew that there was such a luxurious and huge
banquet hall in the city, with more than a hundred tables of food and drink. When I arrived, the ceremony was already more than halfway over, and
the reception desk of the wedding company at the entrance of the banquet hall was piled with gifts and red envelopes.

Facing the smiling receptionist, I awkwardly put my hands into my empty pockets, gave her my
name , and told her that I was a bridesmaid's family member. She immediately looked down and skillfully flipped through the register, but
did not find my name in the pages of the main guests.

"Hey, Brother Yiming, why are you so late?"

Someone patted me lightly on the back, and I turned around and saw Du Xiang.

"Oh, don't bother looking, I know him, he's the bridesmaid's husband. Don't worry about it, I'll take him in
."

Du Xiang seemed to know the wedding company people well. After saying that, he led me into the magnificent banquet hall and headed towards
the main table area closest to the stage.

"Why are you so late? I thought you weren't coming."

As we passed a table, Du Fei waved and greeted me. He was Du Xiang's brother.

"They somehow forgot Yi Ming's name."

Du Xiang complained angrily.

"Why don't you sit with me? There's an empty seat, so you can sit here for now. Du Xiang, don't worry about it,
go do your work."

"Why isn't your Ruoxin here?"

I asked casually after I sat down and saw that Du Fei was alone. Ruoxin is Du Fei's wife, and they both call
me brother-in-law.

"She has class today and can't come."

Du Fei picked up his wine glass and casually waved to me, then told me to quickly eat something. The dishes on the table looked
almost complete, and although most of them had been eaten, they still looked very high-class, encompassing almost all
the most popular and expensive dishes at local wedding banquets. The baijiu was all Moutai, and the red wine was all
imported, with labels covered in foreign languages.

"This is quite a high-class affair today."

"Of course. Look who's getting married. Dawei always loves to show off, and his wedding is going to be even more extravagant."

I remembered my own wedding with Xinyan. Because I was from out of town, and Xinyan's family was a traditional,
intellectual family, we only had about twenty tables, and it was in a mid-range restaurant.

Dawei and Meiying were going from table to table toasting and offering cigarettes, with Xinyan beside them. Dawei, dressed in a formal white
tailcoat, his bow tie loosened and sleeves rolled up, was arguing heatedly with a male guest
over . Meiying, in a white wedding dress, had her hair meticulously styled and adorned with a floral crown. She, who should have maintained a dignified demeanor
, was now excitedly chiming in for Dawei, oblivious to the fact that her two mounds of white flesh were almost bursting out of her tight
bra , the sparkling diamond pendant on her chest jumping merrily in and out of her deep cleavage
. Xinyan, in her white bridesmaid dress, maintained her usual elegance and composure, smiling and chatting with people,
a small glimpse of her cleavage just right.

The scenes from those photos stubbornly resurfaced in my mind; the images of those three people in the photo studio flickered before my eyes again
.

"Xinyan, bend that leg a little more, lift it up a bit more."

"Oh dear, that way it'll be all over the place."

"It looks good, your waist is slim and your butt is beautiful."

"But showing that part is so ugly."

"What's ugly about it? Didn't Dawei and I take pictures like that just now?"

"Dawei's your husband, what are you afraid of?"

"How about I call your husband over to take this picture with you?"

"That's even worse! Oh, Meiying, you're so mean."

"Don't worry, it won't be in the picture. I'll keep an eye on it for you."

"But if he squats over there like Dawei, won't he see everything?"

"Don't be so old-fashioned, this is art, you know? Besides, it won't be in the picture."

"Really won't be in the picture?"

"Don't worry, if it is, I'll have them reshoot."

"Reshoot?! You're so mean..."

"Yes, stick your waist forward a little more. Stick your butt out a bit more."

"Isn't that enough?"

"Or you can stick it out a little more."

"Where?"

"Where else? The woman's... there. So clumsy!"

"Is it like this? Isn't it ugly?"

"Who said that? It looks great there. Yes, just like that, don't move around anymore."

"I was just thinking, if we're not going to take the picture, why expose ourselves like this?"

"Ugh, I didn't expect you to be so annoying! A woman can't express her feelings and eyes like this if she doesn't expose herself like this."

"Yeah, yeah. But I always feel like this looks weird, like a bad woman."

"Don't worry, listen to me, it'll definitely look good in the picture."

In my imagination, it's always the naked Meiying who teaches the completely naked
Xinyan how to pose the same way she did after her own photoshoot. As for Dawei, if he still cares about his image, he probably
won't get too close, but with his shameless personality, he might not miss any opportunity to peek.

"Handsome, now it's your turn."

The male model didn't need any instructions and went straight to the correct position, wanting to strike the same pose as Dawei.

"Oh dear, so close, I..."

Xinyan's hands suddenly slipped between her thighs, covering her private parts from front to back.

"Hey, Xinyan, stop fooling around. How can we take pictures like this? Take your hands away."

"Then don't look at me there,"

Xinyan instructed the male model worriedly.

"He won't look at you. Xinyan, make eye contact with him. Yes, look at him with affection. Look how beautiful those
bright . Now take your hands away."

"But I think he can still see."

"Ugh, this is so annoying. Xinyan, why would a handsome guy like him take advantage of you? Besides,
he's filmed this series countless times. If he wanted to see it, he'd seen it countless times.
There are plenty of women prettier than you in it. Just treat him like a gynecologist, okay?"

"But I haven't seen a gynecologist."

"Don't tell me only your husband has?"

"Isn't that right?"

"You...you're going to drive me crazy!"

"But look at him down there...like that."

The male model lowered his head, perhaps embarrassed.

"You're afraid others will look at you, but you're eyeing that handsome guy. Hurry up, Xinyan, so many people are waiting
."

"Then I'll pull my hand away, you guys hurry up and take the pictures."

"Okay, okay. I'll count to three, you and the handsome guy make eye contact first. Right, just like that, don't move. One, two,
three..."

Amidst the flashes and shutter sounds, Xinyan's beautiful eyes, sparkling with the exposure of her private parts,
were frozen in that photograph. The people at the wedding had no idea that these three
people, dressed in formal attire and moving among the guests, had recently been naked together, engaging in various acts. Humans are truly multifaceted creatures, and
human society is a rich and colorful stage. In different settings, men and women, with different faces,
act out different plays according to different scripts.

"Xinyan looks so beautiful today, I see so many people looking at her,"

Du Fei's well-intentioned compliment pulled me back from my reverie to the noisy wedding scene. Actually, his wife,
Ruoxin, is also a recognized beauty. Although Ruoxin and Xinyan are twin sisters, their looks and
temperaments are different. Generally speaking, Xinyan is more elegant, while Ruoxin is more lively.

"Don't say that, Meiying is the star of the day,"

I said, glancing at Meiying several times, thinking about the absurd dream I had last night.

"I saw Zhou Kun, Wu Bo, and Tan Hui sitting over there, why are you alone at this table?"

These were Du Fei and Ruoxin's, as well as Dawei and Meiying's, high school classmates. It was a company-affiliated
high school, and Xinyan's grades were better than Ruoxin's; she had always attended a top-tier high school.

"I don't see them as much anymore. Even when we worked together, we didn't interact much."

I remembered that a few years ago, Du Fei switched jobs to a private real estate company because the state-owned enterprise wasn't doing well. I
heard he was dealing with government approvals and such. The reason I can still chat with Du Fei is because I think he's a pretty
upright person, and I think he feels the same way about me. As I was chatting with Du Fei, his younger brother, Du Xiang,
ran over with a wine glass.

"Du Xiang is in the liquor business now. He's handling all the drinks for today's banquet."

"Brother, let me have a drink with Brother Yiming."

He raised his glass of red wine and clinked it against mine, then tilted his head back to gulp it down.

"Hey, that's enough. Your brother-in-law isn't an outsider. You still have a lot of people to toast later."

Du Xiang still took a big gulp, and seeing me down a whole glass of baijiu in one go, he quickly pulled a business card from his pocket
and handed it to me.

"Please take care of me if I need anything in the future."

I quickly put the business card away, thinking to myself that given my current situation, I probably
wouldn't .

After Du Xiang went to toast the other tables, I saw that Mei Ying and her husband were almost at our table, so I
told Du Fei, "Don't tell Xin Yan I'm here." Before the suspicious Du Fei could ask, I got up and
walked out .

A video of the newlyweds playing on a loop in the lounge played on repeat. I smoked a few cigarettes and watched it idly
for a while .

"Is Dawei the only one in your heart?"

a voice-over asked Mei Ying in the video. She rolled her bright black eyes, smiled mysteriously, and
said in a spoiled tone, "No comment."

The scene immediately switched to Dawei in another setting, showing him this
short .

"That's normal. It's unhealthy for a woman to only have one man in her heart. What kind of society is this
now ? As long as it doesn't affect the marriage and family, it's fine, right?"

If I hadn't seen those photos, I might have thought they were just teasing each other, like everyone else.

What kind of people are these two, dating for so many years before finally getting married today? Taking wedding photos should be
a solemn occasion. It's understandable that they're playful and want to capture some outrageous images as a memento, but
why bring along an acquaintance? From both a legal and societal perspective, they're officially
husband and wife after tonight. Why rush into dealing with the boredom and tedium before their married life has even begun?

I went to the restroom, gauging that Xinyan and the others had probably passed my table before heading back.

"Dawei, if I hadn't received your invitation, I would have thought you and Meiying were already married.
You have to drink two glasses tonight."

Wu Bo's voice came through the buzzing chatter.

"That's not right. It's Meiying's fault for refusing to marry our Dawei, don't you think?"

Tan Hui immediately stepped between Wu Bo and Dawei, trying to smooth things over.

"Then Meiying has to drink double. Who told her to make our Dawei wait for so many years?"

Zhou Kun suggested, waving his glass.

Meiying's face was flushed, clearly she'd had quite a bit to drink, her eyes fixed on Xinyan beside her.

"Why don't you let the bridesmaid have a drink with you? After all, your sister and brother-in-law are classmates with Dawei and us,"

Tan Hui said, swaying as he leaned forward, wanting to clink glasses with Xinyan. Xinyan,
her , leaned back, as if to say something. Unexpectedly, Tan Hui lost his grip on the glass, spilling half a glass of red wine on her
.

"Oh dear, look how much I've drunk. Here, let me wipe it off for you,"

Tan Hui said, quickly grabbing a napkin from the table and wiping Xinyan's chest with it on her white bridesmaid dress. Xinyan didn't
have time dodge, and Tan Hui's hand pressed heavily against her chest, which was unusually prominent due to the dress's binding.

"Tan Hui, watch your manners, don't embarrass yourself in front of so many people,"

Du Fei said, having somehow appeared and shoved Tan Hui hard. Dawei also glared at
Tan Hui before swaying back into his chair.

Zhou Kun and Wu Bo didn't say anything more, quickly finished their drinks with Dawei, and gestured for Meiying and the others to continue
toasting the others.

Looking at the scene before me, I didn't feel the anger one would expect in this situation. Compared to those photos,
Tan Hui's petty tricks seemed insignificant.

I returned to my table where they had already finished toasting, poured myself a large glass of red wine, and downed it in one gulp—it looked like blood...
I gulped down the liquid. When Du Fei returned and sat down, he looked a little awkward, as if wondering if I had
seen what had just happened.

The elaborate ceremony lasted for another two hours. When Du Fei and I walked out of the banquet hall, we saw Tan Hui
and his group staggering as they escorted Dawei and the others into the elevator.

In recent years, it's become popular in the area for newlyweds to stay in a hotel for their wedding night after the banquet.

"Do you want to wait for Xin Yan?"

Du Fei asked with concern, looking at me, who was quite tipsy.

"Who knows how long they'll keep this up? I think I'll head back first."

"Ruo Xin will drive over to pick me up in a bit. Or we can give you a ride home; it's on our way anyway."

I hadn't expected Du Fei and his wife to have a car, and I felt even more ashamed of how I had neglected Xin Yan over the past few years.

Du Fei and I stood at the hotel entrance, smoking and waiting for Ruo Xin. I wondered to myself how Du Fei, a lowly employee,
and Ruo Xin, a kindergarten teacher, could afford a car. Xinyan told me they recently opened an online store. If
such a small business can improve their lives so much, it just goes to show I'm not ambitious enough.
I need to have a serious talk with Xinyan when she gets home; I need to start thinking more while I'm still young.

"Brother, it's good you're both here. Come on upstairs with me!"

Suddenly, Du Xiang rushed over and pulled Du Fei towards the hotel lobby.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

Du Fei glanced at me, who was equally puzzled, and quickly asked Du Xiang.

"Those people are all drunk tonight, and we can't even get nine people together. But with you two, it'll be just right."

I remembered the local custom of having a multiple of nine for wedding night pranks, probably because nine is the largest yang number,
which can bring yang energy to the bridal chamber.

I hesitated whether to go upstairs; Xinyan didn't know I was attending the wedding today. Seeing Du Xiang's
eager eyes, I had no choice but to quicken my pace and follow.

When we arrived at the bridal chamber and passed through the suite's living room, we heard unrestrained laughter coming from the bedroom.

(8) Bridesmaids

Meiying and Xinyan stood in the center of the room, both wearing red blindfolds. They had already taken off
their dresses and were only wearing slip dresses.

When Dawei saw someone come in, he winked at us and gestured for us to be quiet. Meiying was stuffing
something into Xinyan's bra and spreading it out. Xinyan was giggling from the tickling. When Xinyan
stuffed it into Meiying's chest, I saw that it was a handful of peanuts.

"Alright, start touching the peanuts. Each person can only touch one, and feed them one. Ladies, keep
track of the count, or you'll be punished."

Tan Hui announced the rules and gave me a special look. The group of men who couldn't wait any longer
swarmed forward Because Dawei was barely protecting Meiying, most of the men surrounded Xinyan first.

"Aren't peanuts supposed to be hard? But this one I'm touching is soft. Haha."

"Oh, this peanut is huge! Is it a Shandong peanut? Haha."

"I found one that's soft but hard, but it's stuck to my chest and I can't get it off. Haha."

"Why don't you pull it off? Otherwise, the bridesmaid might be punished for being missing a peanut."

The men took turns slipping their hands into Xin Yan's bra, moving them between her full breasts and the fabric. Xin Yan's face,
flushed red, maintained a smiling expression. Her body trembled slightly from time to time as she chewed
the peanuts they were fed.

Meanwhile, Da Wei had already been ushered aside, and Du Fei, pulled by Du Xiang, joined
the group .

"Why aren't you touching your sister-in-law? What are you doing causing trouble here? If you don't hurry up,
you won't get to touch her after she's done."

"Yeah, when do we usually get a chance to touch your sister-in-law's breasts and play with her nipples? Hehe."

After Du Fei finished feeding Mei Ying peanuts, I reached into her bra. Before I even touched the peanuts, the back of my hand was already
being rubbed several times by Mei Ying's hard nipples. With each rub, her body involuntarily trembled.
I saw that Xin Yan's fair chest next to me already had red marks on it, and I cursed these guys for being so
rough, while I also scraped Mei Ying's soft breasts hard with my fingers. When I rubbed and pulled those two
firm , Mei Ying trembled several times and even let out a soft moan from her nose.

The chaos finally ended, and after the two women finished counting, everyone immediately cheered that Mei Ying had lost. Everyone
knows that these wedding night games are nothing more than a way to tease women for amusement; the so-called rules are just to
keep going.

"Xinyan, help me, quick!"

Meiying, who had somehow removed her blindfold, shouted excitedly, pushing the staggering Xinyan
towards Dawei. This guy had somehow gotten a huge, flesh-colored penis on his crotch.

"It's okay, it's okay, just kidding,"

Du Xiang whispered in my ear.

"Today's bridesmaid is a mature woman, hurry up and teach our Meiying a thing or two,"

Dawei deliberately waved his penis at Xinyan, who was already squatting down, the slightly upturned tip almost
brushing her nose.

"Hurry up, it's not like you don't know how,"

came Tan Hui's hoarse voice from the side. I could feel the lewdness in his eyes as he looked at me.

"Xinyan, just pretend it's your husband's,"

Meiying said with a grin, taking Xinyan's hand to grasp his penis.

"What do you mean by 'my husband'? You're making it sound so awful. This is fake."

Xin Yan said, picking up the thing and sniffing it. Da Wei immediately burst into a
strange laugh.

"Look, you're even smelling it now."

Wu Bo laughed and nudged the gleeful Tan Hui with his elbow.

"Who told you to blindfold me? What if I got fooled and it turned out to be real?

That would be a huge loss." "What loss? It's like eating meat."

"Can you smell it? Does it smell weird?"

Everyone teased, their excitement growing.

"You're so annoying!"

Xin Yan's face, flushed from the alcohol, wore a coquettish expression. She hesitated, unsure how to take a bite, turning her face away
several times to cover her mouth and laugh to herself. Mei Ying quickly gestured for everyone to be quiet, and the room finally
quieted down.

Suddenly, an image flashed before my eyes: Xin Yan, completely naked, sucking on a male model's genitals under a thin veil; Mei Ying
smiling and encouraging her beside her; and Da Wei, also completely naked, standing to the side, watching with great interest, his own penis throbbing.
The dildo was sticking out.

Xin Yan comically stuck out her tongue and first tried licking the head of the thing. Everyone burst into laughter again.

"This move is amazing, it's called licking the horse's eye, you know what I mean."

Xin Yan hesitated, knowing that anything she said would only invite ridicule, so she simply opened her mouth and took the head of the dildo
into her mouth.

"Is this how you give it to your husband? You don't move at all?!"

Mei Ying said sarcastically, dissatisfied, seeing Xin Yan only holding it in her mouth without moving.

"Ugh! Why don't you do it yourself?"

Xin Yan spat out the thing, pretending to get up and quit.

"My bad, I know you can do it."

Mei Ying quickly apologized, and Xin Yan took the thing back into her mouth, slowly moving her head back and forth.
Because her hands were holding the thing, a deep cleavage was created on her full breasts, attracting several men
to take turns glancing at it.

"Ah...wow...oh...that feels so good..."

Dawei deliberately groaned loudly, and Tan Hui and his group joined in with rhythmic "ah oh ah oh" sounds.
Amidst Meiying's giggles, Xinyan's head movements actually matched the rhythm, making her both laugh and cry.

"Meiying, don't just sit there, give us some voiceover,"

Dawei said, and Meiying immediately emitted a series of seductive nasal moans.

"Xinyan, stop acting like a silent movie, make some noise,"

Wu Bo said with a strange chuckle.

Unexpectedly, Xinyan actually made those whooshing sounds, and the sound grew louder and louder. Under
everyone's gaze , Xinyan performed the most intimate act that should have been done only with me. Everyone was focused on
the beautiful scene before them, completely ignoring my chest filled with shame.

Under that thin veil, she had also pressed her face against the male model's abdomen, sucking on that dirty
thing . So what's a fake thing anyway? I covered my hardening crotch with my hand
, secretly glancing at the increasingly prominent mounds on the chests of the men in the room.

"Ah...so good...darling, give me a deep throat."

Dawei deliberately contorted his face into the lewd expression a man might have in that situation.

Xinyan strained her head forward, but couldn't take the extra-long thing all the way in. An expression of discomfort
appeared , indicating that her throat was being pushed too far.

"Faster...faster...let me cum."

Amidst everyone's laughter, Xinyan rapidly shook her head, seemingly wanting to give the man a final sprint.

"Ah...oh...I'm going to cum all in your mouth...wife."

Dawei actually grabbed the back of Xinyan's head with both hands, shouting and thrusting his hips into her mouth, looking
completely satisfied. Xinyan was repeatedly pushed to the throat, and couldn't help but spit out the saliva-covered dildo.

"Ugh! Stop yelling like that, you can't even tell who's your wife!"

Meiying squatted down next to Xinyan, scolding Dawei while patting Xinyan's back to help her catch
her breath .

Wu Bo rushed over, laughing, and pushed Dawei, saying, "This guy offended the bride, kick him out and let him
reflect on his actions outside."

Zhou Kun also immediately joined in, and together they pushed Dawei out the door. The two of them forcefully pried open Dawei
's hands, which were desperately holding onto the door, and finally managed to shove the trembling thing out before closing
the door and locking it from the inside. Immediately, Dawei's howl came from outside, "Wife, open the door!"

Meiying glared angrily at Wu Bo and Zhou Kun, who had returned, and stood up to walk towards the door.

"Hey, you don't even know which wife he's calling, why are you opening it like that?"

Amid everyone's laughter, Wu Bo rushed forward and grabbed Meiying's arm. Meiying tried to shake him off,
but instead of breaking free, Wu Bo grabbed her from behind.

"You don't need that kind of husband, or I can be your temporary one."

(9) Disordered

established social relationships and various behavioral norms tightly constrain human beings, but certain occasions
are like one or two wormholes in the vast universe, which can instantly transport us back to our original nature.
The photography studio for Meiying's wedding photos and the new house she is in now are such wormholes that exist in the world like ghosts.

Xinyan, who originally did not want me to leave nude images, immediately reverted to
her feminine . In addition to humans, female mammals have
a physique that is no less agile than males for survival in the wild. Mature women also have full breasts and plump buttocks during their non-fertile period, but they have completely given up
these functions of the body.

The reason why human women have evolved into this most curvaceous body shape is that the target of women's hunting
is not anything else, but the males of their own kind. This is what is called women conquering the world by conquering men.
To optimize this special arrangement, nature generously bestowed upon women sexual stamina far exceeding that of men.

Therefore, during a woman's most sexually active years, the social obligation to cover her body with clothing goes against the
will of creation and suppresses her natural instincts. Thus, should Xinyan and others have the opportunity to pass through a certain "wormhole,"
they will shed all modesty, boldly displaying their beautiful bodies and mature sexual organs.

Tan Hui, at the wedding banquet, had already violated social norms
and been condemned by everyone simply for attempting to grope Xinyan through her clothes. Yet, on the other side of this social wormhole, he could reach into Xinyan's
bra and wantonly fondle her breasts, engaging in acts he would never have dared to dream of, even with her
husband present, without hindering his actions.

And Xinyan would also shed her usual elegant and composed mask, kneeling before Dawei to demonstrate her oral sex
skills. But tomorrow, she would still be that dignified and virtuous wife, and that proper and generous employee. Did the ancients also
know about wormholes and the fleeting existence of taboo-disregarding places on their other side,
which is why they called this place the bridal chamber and the taboo-disregarding behaviors that could only be performed there "teasing the newlyweds"?

My unusually unrestrained act of reaching into Meiying's bra just now was partly revenge for Xinyan suffering the same defilement,
but more so a compensation for the various constraints of social norms under normal circumstances. Xinyan constantly pushing
the , isn't that also a kind of self-compensation through overcorrection? Thinking back to when she was aroused
, she swore profusely, actively rubbed her private parts against my toes, and even made me slap her—weren't all of these signs
of an overcorrection mentality? I hope that just now, she only accepted that extremely rough and
vulgar physical contact because she didn't know I was there.

At this moment, Wu Bo was holding Mei Ying tightly from behind. Every time Mei Ying struggled, she had to
bend over, and Wu Bo was rubbing his crotch against her buttocks.

Seeing Zhou Kun rush up and lean against the door, Mei Ying knew she couldn't open it, so she struggled to break free from
Wu Bo's arms and ran to the bed.

"Xin Yan, they're going to mess around, quick, hide!"

As she passed Xin Yan, Mei Ying grabbed her, who was still squatting on the floor, and the two of them jumped onto the bed, threw off the covers,
and dove in.

Wu Bo and Zhou Kun went up to pull off the covers, but they were unexpectedly held tightly by the two women inside. But they only
cared about their heads and forgot about their feet. Wu Bo grabbed one of the exposed feet and pulled it out. Because her petticoat
was rolled up in the covers, two white, bare legs were kicking wildly in the air.

"Stop messing around, it's me. If you want to mess around, mess with the bride."

Xin Yan's silvery laughter echoed in the room, arousing the men's even greater interest. The woman's fair feet
and calves were slippery to the touch, and before she knew it, they were pulled back.

"That's what I wanted,"

Wu Bo said with a grin, unwilling to give up
. He reached under the covers and groped around, then grabbed one of her feet and pulled her out again. Zhou Kun immediately rushed over to help hold down her feet, preventing her from pulling them back.

Her bare legs bent desperately, her knees rubbing together,
darting . In her frantic struggle, her abdomen was also revealed from under the covers. The black panties made her smooth skin
appear somewhat pale, and at the base of her thighs, tightly pressed together, was a full triangle.

Tan Hui and several other men pounced on the bed, helping to hold the covers down. From under the
covers, where several arms were pressing down, came soft moans of resistance, which gradually turned into heavy breathing from exhaustion. Watching
the woman's naked abdomen rise and fall rapidly, the men, reveling in the sight, laughed heartily.

Taking advantage of the situation, Wu Bo pretended to pull down the lace waistband of her panties with his fingers. The woman immediately struggled again as if electrocuted
, managing to free one leg and kick Wu Bo hard in the stomach. Wu Bo, knowing when to stop, jumped back,
pulling down the waistband a bit before he could let go.

Watching Wu Bo clutch his bulging crotch and make exaggerated expressions of pain, everyone laughed uproariously.

The lace waistband had fallen to where it should have revealed pubic hair, but that area was still dazzlingly white.

As I walked forward from behind Wu Bo, my expression must have been very strange, and the men still on
the blankets were clearly taken aback.

The close-up of semen flowing from her hairless genitals, along with the alcohol, burned in my brain, and my heart almost jumped out of
my throat . When my fingertips touched the warm, smooth skin of the woman's abdomen, the men's dirty desires were
reignited, and their hands, which had just been about to let go, pressed down on the blankets again. I felt like I was
in slow motion pulling down her panties, completely oblivious to her struggles. The
moment her lower abdomen was fully exposed, she began to writhe in despair, as if ashamed to be seen shaving her body hair.

Then came a series of clicking lights; someone had switched off the brightest ones, instantly
plunging the room into an ambiguous atmosphere.

The men grew even more aroused, working together to flatten the woman's legs, leaving her body helplessly thrusting her lower
abdomen up and down. Eyes reddened and glowing with the effects of alcohol were glued to
the details of the woman's front on her smooth, fleshy mound, oblivious to the muffled curses emanating from under the covers.

Yes, this was the place that should have been mine, even the individual pores after shaving were just like in the photos,
yet it had already been occupied by other men. As I pulled the crumpled lace panties down to her ankles,
this thought repeated itself endlessly in my mind.

Some men were already muttering, "Don't go too far." The woman's legs suddenly broke free from the hesitant
hands, kicking wildly in the air, but in doing so, she flung off her underwear hanging from her ankles.

Her legs immediately curled up again, struggling to conceal her private parts. I suddenly
remembered the image of the male model on top of her from behind; it wasn't out of focus, but a dynamic shot. In
front of Dawei, in front of Meiying, in front of all the studio staff, she and the male model changed positions in various ways,
and I don't know which position she finally reached orgasm with, leaving behind a vulgar close-up of semen gushing from her lower body.

"Damn it, stop pretending to be innocent."

I heard my own hoarse curse, and with all my might, I
pried open .

"Hey, this is a bit too much."

The men advised, while gathering around. In the light of the bedside lamp, two
taut , gripping the full mound of flesh. From the center of the mound was a fleshy slit, with a
thin ridge of flesh running through it, which descended to a messy area where it suddenly blossomed into a fleshy rose. The men's eyes, like
rough calloused hands, meticulously explored every crevice and crevice of the woman's genitals. Wu Bo and Zhou Kun quickly helped press
her legs down, ignoring the wailing coming from under the covers, deliberately spreading the woman's thighs even wider.

"Damn, is this for real? A perk!"

someone emboldened by alcohol reached out and rubbed the fleshy rose. Seeing someone take the lead, the men
immediately rushed in. In an instant, seven or eight hands were gathered between the woman's legs, touching, pinching, pulling, and
scratching for a while, before finally one carefully turned the fleshy petals back inside out before withdrawing.

With a "snap," some nosy fellow turned off the last bedside lamp,
plunging into darkness.

"Agh..." The room erupted in a rough male howl mixed with the shrill screams of two women.

A figure rushed in front of me in the darkness, pressing down between the spread thighs.
As I grabbed the guy's shirt, I heard the clinking of unbuckling belts in front of me. Enraged, I
yanked him off Xin Yan with all my might and threw him to the ground, swaying myself before regaining my balance. Another
guy rushed up and tried to shove me aside, but I kicked him away.

"Are you crazy?!"

As I frantically unzipped my pants, a pair of thick arms grabbed my waist from behind, and I heard
Du Fei's . I don't know where the strength came from, but I threw him to the ground.

"Alright, alright, everyone knows you're tough, that's enough."

"It's not your wedding today, don't steal the spotlight."

In the darkness, the men chattered amongst themselves, a chorus of swallowing sounds filling the air.

"Hold me down!"

I yelled menacingly at the men pinning the woman down. Taking advantage of their momentary daze, I pressed
myself heavily onto the woman, groping for the warm, moist flesh beneath her slightly parted vulva before thrusting inside.
The scene of Dawei having sex with a woman in the photography studio flashed stubbornly before my eyes, Meiying and Xinyan's faces alternating beneath him
.

"Bastard! No, ah…"

the woman's screams came clearly from under the covers. At this point, I didn't care; regardless of the
lack of lubrication, I began thrusting with brute force.

"Oh no, oh no, let Dawei in!"

Someone sprang from the bed like a spring, accompanied by Tan Hui's anxious shouts.

The door slammed open, followed by a series of clicking switches, instantly flooding the room
with light .

The first thing I saw was the sight of male and female genitalia engaging in intercourse in front of me, followed by
the panicked faces of Wu Bo and Zhou Kun on either side. Even after they released the woman's knees and jumped up, their eyes were still nervously fixed on the
point of contact.

Dawei rushed to me like a whirlwind, glanced down, and immediately turned pale with shock, roaring, "You
beast, are you crazy?!" He yanked me off the woman who was crying and cursing, kicking me to the ground.

"What are you doing? What's it to you? Do you want to do it too? There's a first-come, first-served rule!"

I writhed on the ground, struggling to get up.

The men who had been on top of the blanket were all gone. Dawei quickly pulled the blanket down, covering
the woman's exposed body. The woman's head peeked out from the other end of the blanket, sobbing softly.

"I'm sorry, wife, I'm sorry. It's my fault,"

Dawei helped the woman sit up, embracing her and repeatedly blaming himself for comforting her.

I finally sat up from the floor and looked up to see Meiying's face peeking out from behind Dawei's shoulder.

Was this another ridiculous dream?

Xinyan sat up, lifting the other side of the blanket, glaring at my unsightly state with my pants still on, both angry and ashamed.

"No, what's going on? Xinyan, you..."

"Stop with the 'you,' even wedding night pranks aren't done like this."

Tan Hui shook his head dismissively, exchanging a glance with Wu Bo and Zhou Kun, who were pretending to be calm.

Du Fei came over and lightly kicked me, signaling me to quickly put my pants on.

"Why isn't Meiying pubic hair?"

I stood up with Du Xiang's help, muttering to myself as I fastened my pants.

"I'll beat you up, you pervert, still reminiscing?"

Dawei stood up from the bed and punched me in the face. A metallic taste immediately filled my mouth.

"You think you can do it if you're pubic hairless?"

"Hey, Dawei, let's talk this out."

Dawei was stopped by Du Fei when he swung his fist again.

"You fucking raped my wife, on our wedding night! Where's the phone? Where's the phone? I'm calling the police!"

"Hey, Dawei, he's obviously drunk, it wasn't intentional."

Du Fei blocked Tan Hui's offer of the phone and continued to persuade him.

"This isn't intentional? He's already in jail. I saw it all. You're deliberately getting revenge for me
messing up your wedding night, aren't you?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's outrageous! A grown man like him, how can he lose all sense of propriety after a few drinks?"

Everyone chimed in with their condemnations.

"I don't think this can be resolved now, maybe we should all just leave."

"Du Fei, how can you be so unreasonable? Just because he's your brother-in-law? No way, I still have to call the police."

"Hey, hey, I think this is just a misunderstanding, calling the police won't solve anything."

Du Xiang blocked Dawei from taking the phone Tan Hui offered again while Du Fei was speaking.

"What do you mean? Are you two brothers trying to bully people? Why don't you suggest how to resolve this?!"

"I think you two should discuss it first, and we'll leave first."

Some people saw that the situation was getting more and more tense and wanted to run away.

"Let's see who dares to leave! When the police come, you'll all have to be witnesses for me!"

(10) Negotiation

My mind was in chaos. Those absurd photos, that smooth and hairless female genitalia, that small,
obscure white gauze, all of them were mixed together and kept spinning in my mind. Sitting on the bed
, Xin Yan gently wrapped her arms around Mei Ying, who was sobbing with her head down, and looked nervous. She looked at this person and then at the person who was speaking,
as if she was frightened by the scene in front of her.

"Mei Ying, Mei Ying, I know it was all because of Yi Ming's stupidity. I apologize to you on his behalf. Say something
!"

Xin Yan put her hands on Mei Ying's shoulders and shook Mei Ying, who was bowing her head and not speaking.

"Mr. Xiao, you're the most respected person here, what do you think we should do?"

Tan Hui
asked .

"This is a matter for you young people. I came to the new house today to make up for Dawei's absence, who knew it would turn out
like this."

Mr. Xiao is a leader in Xinyan and Dawei's company. I had dealt with him a few times when I was in charge of selling that equipment order at my previous company
. He values Dawei quite a bit, but in important matters, he's the one who ultimately makes the final decision.

"Mr. Xiao, you have to judge this. Xin Yan and I both work for your company. How to resolve this matter now depends on your
opinion ."

"Dawei, let me advise you to calm down. What's done is done, so let's find a solution. This young man,
today you acted without any regard for right or wrong, committing such a heinous act on someone's joyous occasion. No one could stop
you. I believe your mistake is undeniable! Under normal circumstances, I would agree with Dawei taking legal action
and calling the police to arrest him. It's reasonable, justifiable, and legal. But Xin Yan is also an employee of my company. If you
go in, you'll be in jail for at least five years. What will she do alone? Have you thought about that?! Should Xin Yan wait for
you? Why should she wait for a criminal who raped her colleague's wife?! She won't be able to
hold her head up high not only at work but also anywhere else in the future."

Mr. Xiao paused here, glancing at Xin Yan sitting on the bed. She and Mei Ying
were sitting , each with their heads down, seemingly pondering Mr. Xiao's words. The image in my mind was of myself wearing cold handcuffs and prison clothes,
serving my sentence in prison.

"If there's any way to minimize the damage right now, I think you should be the one to propose it
and take the initiative. Instead of everyone else making a scene while you act like nothing's wrong. That's not the attitude for
solving problems! Hey, Da Gang, you're both from Da Wei's partner unit and Mei Ying's superior. Your wife
is in charge of this area at the police station, so if a police report is filed, it'll be under Zhang Mei's unit's jurisdiction, right?
Why don't you offer your opinion? I'm afraid my perspective might be biased."

"Oh, this, this, I, I agree with General Manager Xiao's opinion."

Da Gang is the deputy factory director of a branch factory under General Manager Xiao's state-owned enterprise group. Because he's responsible for equipment procurement, he
has close ties with Da Wei. Wu Bo and Zhou Qiang are both foremen in his factory, while Mei Ying does administrative
work .

Da Wei's gaze fell on the remaining Li Hao, a recent college graduate who was
completing his pre-job internship with Xin Yan.

"This, this, I, I…"

Li Hao's face turned red, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was too nervous to speak. David glanced at him contemptuously and
snorted.

"Actually, there's no point in us talking about this. It's up to the couple to decide, especially the
husband . First, he made the mistake, and second, he's the head of the family."

Tan Hui glanced at me, who remained silent, and said to everyone.

"A real man takes responsibility for his actions. At worst, he'll go to jail for a few years and come out a fine man again, right?"

Wu Bo walked over and patted my shoulder, saying with a sneer.

"As long as David doesn't call the police, we can discuss this."

Xin Yan's aggrieved voice came from the other side of the bed, breaking the silence in the room.

"It's good that it can be resolved. Then you two can continue the discussion, we won't keep you company." As

soon as Boss Xiao finished speaking, everyone said they were leaving. But although they all said they were leaving, no one actually moved.
In fact, everyone wanted to continue watching the show.

"Then we'll compensate you, we'll compensate you ten thousand yuan, that'll be fine."

Thinking that a family like ours, which wasn't well-off, would have to pay a huge price for such a foolish thing,
I stammered. If this 10,000 yuan were used elsewhere, it would definitely greatly improve our lives; at the very least,
it could be used as a down payment for a car loan. The worst part is, Xin Yan and I don't actually have that 10,000 yuan. If
we were to ask Xin Yan's parents for a loan, we'd have to come up with a plausible reason; we couldn't very well say it was to cover up my rape of
another woman.

"10,000 yuan? You think that's enough? You dare joke around in a situation like this? How about this:
take a few from my pile of wedding gifts, it's definitely more than 10,000 yuan. Let me sleep with your wife once, and then we
'll talk."

"Then, how much do you want?"

"Today is my wedding day, but where did this scoundrel come from,
raping my bride on our wedding night! I bet you won't leave this house without 500,000 yuan!" As soon as Dawei finished speaking, Mei Ying's sobbing could
be heard .

"You, you, are you ever going to stop? I didn't mean it, how dare you ask for such an exorbitant amount!"

Du Fei pointed his finger at Dawei's nose, his voice rising involuntarily.

"What do you mean 'you'? If you don't agree, things will be simpler. I'm calling the police right now."

Dawei brushed aside Du Fei's finger, which was almost poking his nose, and glared at him.

"Let's talk this out. We've finally reached this point, let's not make things worse."

Tan Hui tried to smooth things over, dodging Dawei's outstretched hand and hiding his phone behind his back.

"Du Fei, calm down. Dawei, how about you reduce the price? You know we don't have that much
money."

Xin Yan's pleading voice came from the other side of the bed.

"Alright, I'll lower the price for you since you and Meiying are good friends. 450,000, is that alright?
"

"What? 450,000?! We can't even afford 45,000."

"You fucking idiot, why don't you consider your own worth before you barge in?"

"I just didn't tell the difference, I always thought it was Xinyan."

"I think you're not only a scoundrel, but also a very unethical one. If you wanted to mess with your Xinyan, why
didn't go back to your own place? Why did you come to my new house? Who would believe you if you said that? First, tell me if you
even believe it yourself?"

"I, I..."

I was speechless for a moment. Even if I could explain the stimulation those photos gave me, plus the effect of alcohol, I
still couldn't explain why I would do that in Dawei's new house. And I couldn't bring myself to talk about those photos.
What was wrong with me just now? I clenched my fists, really wanting to smash my head a few times.

"Stop with the 'I-I-you' stuff. I think everyone should stop wasting their time and just call the police and send this kid to
jail ."

Tan Hui said, handing his phone to Dawei.

"He thinks jail food is so easy? Let him try it and he'll find out."

Wu Bo snorted angrily.

"Yeah, Wu Bo, didn't you get locked up for a few days last time? Share your experience, haha."

Zhou Kun winked at Wu Bo, then laughed to himself.

"I didn't suffer much, but it's hard to say about people like him. Before I went in, there was this fair-skinned young man in his early
twenties who would give the cell boss and a few other bullies blowjobs every night, and then get
his ass fucked in turns. I heard he resisted at first, but was immediately beaten like a pig's head, and eventually he became obedient, even imitating
women's moans every time. When he was transferred, he couldn't even close his legs, and had to be carried away by two guards. I heard that
rapists get more 'attention' in prison. Humph!"

"Haha, go get the soap!"

"No, no..."

I suddenly cried out in a trembling voice, reaching out to knock the phone out of Dawei's hand.

"Why is the door locked?"

A woman's voice came from outside, shaking the doorknob. I suddenly realized that Ruoxin had arrived
, probably not seeing Du Fei at the hotel entrance, so she came straight up to find him.

"Du Fei, is Du Fei there?"

The room fell silent in unison. Du Fei looked anxious, hesitating whether to open
the door .

"Go open the door, let Ruoxin come in and let her judge,"

Dawei said, rolling his eyes at Du Fei.

"Hey, where did everyone go?"

Just as Ruoxin finished speaking outside the door, a cell phone rang inside the room. Du Fei pulled the ringing
phone and immediately hung up.

Dawei saw Du Fei hang up, snorted, and said towards the door, "Was that Ruoxin?
Du Fei drank too much, and Du Xiang took him back to his place to rest."

"But I heard a cell phone ring just now." "

Oh, I just came in to make a call. Meiying and I are resting now, so we won't invite you in. We'll get together another
day ."

"Oh, sorry to bother you, I'll be going now."

After waiting for a while, everyone listened intently to make sure Ruoxin was really gone before slowly stretching out
and .

"Dawei, don't rush. Yiming, don't do anything either. How about this, you go downstairs and wait for me, let me
talk to Meiying and the others properly. Okay?"

Hearing Xinyan's words negate my role in the negotiation, I was about to object when I noticed her subtly
gesturing for me to leave quickly. I immediately understood that she wanted me to get away quickly so she could figure out a way, so I
reluctantly walked towards

the door. "Just leave one behind, they can't hide forever,"

Dawei said before I left. I couldn't help but glance back at Xinyan. She
smiled and waved as if to reassure me.

On the way down to the lobby in the elevator, my heart was pounding. I sat on the sofa
for a while , then got up and lit a cigarette at the hotel entrance. I checked the time; about ten minutes had passed.
I couldn't help but look back at the elevator, hoping to see Xinyan's familiar figure soon.

After finishing my cigarette, I returned to the lobby and sat on the sofa, my mind racing. What were Xinyan and
Dawei talking about? Why did it take so long? What was even stranger was that
none of the other unrelated people had come down. But that was fine; with so many people around, Dawei wouldn't just bully a
weak woman .

I suddenly remembered Dawei's offer of ten thousand yuan to let him sexually assault Xinyan. What
seemed like a joke meant to refute me actually made my heart skip a beat. The images in those photos, combined with
my reasonable imagination of the shooting scene, led me to believe that Xinyan had cheated on me. But if that were true,
why would he use ten thousand yuan to tempt us? It seemed that Xinyan at least hadn't cheated on Dawei, or perhaps she
hadn't cheated at all. Who could say for sure what happened in the photos?

The thought that Xinyan might not have done anything to betray me suddenly made me feel very uneasy
. If I left her alone with Dawei, would something really happen? I checked the
time , thinking I'd go out for another smoke. If Xinyan didn't come down, I'd just go find her, no matter what.

Just as I lit a cigarette on the granite steps at the hotel entrance, a white car slowly pulled up in front of me and
stopped . The driver's window rolled down.

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