Wife's sexual happiness

My second time with Xiaoying lasted half an hour. With the help of the sex drug and my own efforts

, I managed to bring her to another orgasm. Afterwards, still under the influence of the drug, we had sex a

third time, which I considered a "feat" of my own

.

In the past, I would only have sex with Xiaoying twice a night at most—once in the evening and once for my morning

exercise . If I had actually made love a third time, I wouldn't have any regrets.

However, I overestimated myself. While we were having sex for the third time, perhaps the drug's effects wore off,

and in the middle of the excitement, my penis started to slowly soften.

By then, I was covered in sweat. Looking at my now-soft penis, I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh

. I pulled out my limp penis, feeling very disappointed. Seeing Xiaoying stop, I

secretly asking such a question. Xiaoying stopped and turned to stare intently into my eyes,

her expression shifting rapidly, her face cold. I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine

.

Perhaps out of guilt, or perhaps out of fear of her appearance, I lowered my head to

avoid her gaze.

But as soon as I did, Xiaoying lifted my chin with her hand, like a woman

teasing a man.

"If you ever dare to leave me, I will kill you first, and then I will kill myself."

Xiaoying's icy gaze and voice, like a demonic whisper from hell, pierced my ears. At that moment,

Xiaoying seemed like a messenger from hell; her former radiant aura had vanished.

If I ever left her, she would take me down with her? I had imagined countless answers Xiaoying might give

, but I never expected her to answer like this. What did this answer mean? Did it mean she

loved me "even unto death"

? I couldn't help but think of that song, but this answer sent chills down my spine

. How come I never realized Xiaoying was so strong and terrifying before?

I'm sure I looked completely terrified right now, but unfortunately, I didn't have a mirror to see my expression.

"Pfft!"

Seeing my stunned expression, Xiaoying finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

She laughed wildly beside the bathtub, her body trembling with laughter, her breasts swaying and rippling

.

But I wasn't in the mood to appreciate this sight; I was confused by Xiaoying's emotional shifts.

Which one was the real Xiaoying? "Honey, were you scared? Humph, I should have scared you.

Don't bring this up again; I don't like hearing about it."

Xiaoying stopped laughing and said to me with a slightly coquettish tone, then continued bathing me

.

It turned out she was just joking to punish me, but it really scared me half to death.

"If you really want to answer this question, first of all, I will never leave my husband. Even if we

separate one day, it will definitely be because you don't want me anymore, not because I don't want you. I can

guarantee that ."

Xiaoying looked at me blankly, and perhaps knowing how eager I was for an answer, she stopped taking a shower

and began to look at me gently as she answered.

"If one day you don't want me anymore, if you abandon me, then I will try everything to win

you back. I will change whatever you ask me to change. In short, I will do

everything I don't want to do for my husband. Well, if my husband is determined not to leave me then, and I

can't change anything, then I will choose to end my life in our home. Even if I die, I want to

die in our home."

As she finished speaking, Xiaoying's eyes filled with tears. Perhaps she suddenly thought of the mistakes she had made, and the

possible consequences if I knew the truth. Xiaoying couldn't help but start to cry, but

when she said her last words, there was a hint of determination in her tearful eyes. Seeing Xiaoying's expression, I knew that

Xiaoying's words were definitely not empty words.

"I'm sorry, wife, I shouldn't have brought this up. I believe in your feelings for me."

I felt a little guilty at this moment, and I couldn't help but hug Xiaoying and gently pat her

back .

"Honey, can I ask you a question too?"

After crying for a while, Xiaoying suddenly raised her tear-streaked face and looked up at me.

"Go ahead,"

I said gently, looking down at Xiaoying's cheek and stroking her hair softly.

"If one day—and I mean if—I do something to betray you,

will you forgive me?"

Xiaoying suddenly lowered her head and asked me in a soft, hesitant voice.

It seemed she was referring to her relationship with her father, but the addition of the word "if" completely changed

the meaning .

"What betrayal?"

I asked, feigning ignorance. I'm quite good at acting; why didn't I apply to

film school back then? "Like physical infidelity,"

Xiaoying finally managed to say after a long pause, then lowered her head even further.

"If one day you have a physical affair, but not an emotional one, and you still love me,

and it was for my own good, due to unavoidable circumstances, and it was just a momentary impulse, and you're willing to completely

abandon , I will forgive you."

I thought for a long time, then cupped Xiaoying's face in my hands and said to her in the same firm tone.

Xiaoying had actually already met all the conditions I mentioned, but I didn't want to admit that I knew about her affair with my father.

Since it was a family matter, I could only express my views hypothetically.

"Thank you, husband,"

Xiaoying buried her head in my chest again. My words unintentionally put her completely at ease and relieved her

long- standing worries. My words gave her a sense of security.

I don't know if my answers and conditions would be suitable for other men, but as

a man who truly loves her, I believe he would forgive her.

After showering, Xiaoying and I embraced, completely naked, and

fell asleep in each other's arms.

This night was different from usual; Xiaoying and I slept very soundly.

What must be faced must be faced. When I woke up the next morning, my father finally stopped avoiding it and got up early

to make breakfast for Xiaoying and me. Perhaps he wanted to make amends in a different way.

When he first saw me, his gaze didn't waver, but I still caught the subtle panic in his eyes

.

After breakfast, a hectic day of work began. In the afternoon, there were still two and

a half hours until the end of the workday, and Xiaoying would be off work in an hour.

After Xiaoying gets off work, she needs to spend two hours alone with her father, at least until she gets to my house.

Will talk to her father about anything? After all, Xiaoying wrote in her diary that she wanted to sever her ambiguous relationship with her father while

ensuring she wouldn't hurt him. I'm very curious about what method Xiaoying plans to use.

While I was thinking, I suddenly received a call from Xiaoying. On the phone, Xiaoying told me that starting

today , she had found an extra part-time job as

a teaching assistant in the clothing tailoring program at the vocational college in our city, teaching two classes a day.

Including the commute, she'll be home about half an hour later than me from now on.

I couldn't help but feel strange. Why would Xiaoying take on a part-time job for no apparent reason? Xiaoying is a

senior engineer , and I have no doubt about her abilities, but even as a teaching assistant, she doesn't earn much. Why

waste her time? I raised this question on the phone, and according to Xiaoying, she wanted to earn more

money to ease the burden on her family.

After hanging up, I couldn't help but start thinking. Xiaoying wasn't doing this to earn money, but to avoid

her father.

From the moment she started this part-time job, she arrived home half an hour later than me every day. This

meant she would no longer have time or opportunity to be alone with her father, except when I was away on business.

Xiaoying was indirectly avoiding her father. I believe that finding this part-time job wasn't a one- or

two-day thing; perhaps she had been preparing for it for a long time.

She was fulfilling the promise she made in her diary entry; perhaps finding a part-time job was just the first step.

After reading Xiaoying's diary entry, I decided to stop pushing Xiaoying and her father's relationship and let them

develop naturally. Now it seems there really is a possibility that they might end things.

Thinking about all this, I couldn't help but hesitate. Was ending their relationship really what I wanted?

Why did I have such conflicting thoughts? I decided not to think about it anymore; thinking too much would only trouble myself. Let things take their course.

Besides, breaking up isn't so easy; who can guarantee that uncontrollable "accidents

" won't happen in the future

? That evening, I arrived home first.

My father had already prepared dinner; he had been waiting for Xiaoying and me to eat.

After arriving home, I first told my father about Xiaoying's job as a teaching assistant at a vocational college. Upon hearing

this initial reaction was confusion, followed by disappointment, and finally, heartache.

I noticed these three changes in his expression. In the end, my father and I decided to wait for Xiaoying to come and

have dinner .

About half an hour later, Xiaoying finally arrived.

At the dinner table, Xiaoying seemed very excited. She chattered excitedly, telling us about

the wonders and her experiences teaching students, as if she were back in her university days.

Seeing Xiaoying's excitement, I felt that becoming a teaching assistant at a university might be a good choice for her;

it would make her life more fulfilling and allow her to fulfill her own "wishes."

During this time, Xiaoying and I maintained a frequency of sex twice a week. I must admit, without

the aid , I could no longer reach the vigor of that night.

However, the good thing was that Xiaoying always catered to me attentively, engaging

in various forms of play—wandering, breast play, oral sex—she tried different things with me without complaining of being tired, allowing me to fully enjoy her tenderness.

During this time, I researched a lot online and watched a lot of adult videos, learning men's flirting

techniques had sex with Xiaoying, I made sure to do plenty of foreplay.

I had sex with her twice a night, once at night and once when I woke up in the morning, ensuring that Xiaoying

reached orgasm at least once, although the orgasm wasn't very intense.

The only regret was that I never managed to make Xiaoying squirt, even when I took aphrodisiacs that night

.

But when Xiaoying had sex with my father, he could easily make her

squirt .

I think this is related to penis size and stamina. I can never surpass

my father . I can't exactly get a penis transplanted into myself.

Another half month passed, and my father fully recovered. All the hospital bills and procedures were completed,

and it time to discuss reimbursement and compensation with the insurance company and the power company where my father worked.

The insurance company was easy to deal with; there were terms and conditions in the agreement, and everything was done according to the terms and conditions.

The problem lies with the power company where my father works. The company had already given my father

a warning, but he did not leave. As a result, the power company was unwilling to take responsibility, and

negotiations with the power company gradually reached a stalemate.

Ultimately, I decided to take legal action and sue the power company. However, just as I was preparing the complaint

, the power company said their headquarters would send a high-ranking official to negotiate with me privately. After all, they didn't want to

get involved a lawsuit, regardless of the outcome.

It was said that this official was the regional general manager for the three northeastern provinces.

That day, I received a notification that the regional general manager had arrived, so I rushed to the power

company for the negotiation. When I arrived at the general manager's office and pushed open the door,

both the regional general manager and I were dumbfounded.

"Damn it!"

"Saucy!"

The regional general manager instantly stood up and walked out from behind the old desk. We immediately embraced

, calling out the nicknames we'd given each other in our university dormitory.

Xiaoying and I always had a lot in common, and she understood my thoughts very well. Seeing my

dejected look, she knew what I wanted; she knew I wanted to regain my virility while I was recovering.

She reached down and instantly grabbed my penis, then, like leading a horse, pulled it

upwards.

There was nothing I could do; my manhood was in her hands. I could only kneel and slowly

incline . We were now in the most normal missionary position.

Although I didn't know what Xiaoying was going to do, I could only let her pull my body up.

When my penis reached Xiaoying's face, "slurp!"

Xiaoying opened her cherry-like mouth and took my penis, which was covered in vaginal fluid, mucus, and the semen she had just ejaculated,

into her mouth.

I remembered that Xiaoying had also given my father oral sex that night when he became limp, helping him regain his virility, but Xiaoying

had cleaned his penis thoroughly beforehand.

But when Xiaoying made love to me, she didn't clean my penis; instead, she didn't mind the mess and just took it in her mouth

.

Watching Xiaoying's head lift off the pillow as she gave me oral sex, a warm feeling welled up inside me.

At this moment, I was straddling Xiaoying's head, and she was lying on the bed giving me oral sex. This position was very satisfying for

a man and helped him find his self-esteem. Only I could make Xiaoying

serve me so "humbly. "

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle,"

enjoying Xiaoying's special oral sex position, my penis finally became erect again.

Seeing that my penis was erect, Xiaoying didn't stop, but continued, trying to maintain my

erection .

After about a minute of oral sex, "pop,"

Xiaoying spat out my penis.

At this moment, Xiaoying's mouth was full of a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen. Just when I thought Xiaoying was going to

spit out the filth, I saw Xiaoying "gulp"

down the vaginal fluid and semen.

Although Xiaoying swallowed it, she still uncontrollably gagged a few times after swallowing.

It was clear that she actually disliked the taste of semen and vaginal fluid, but just to stimulate me, or perhaps to let me

know that she didn't mind anything from me, she still insisted on swallowing it.

Although I felt a little sorry for her, she had already swallowed it, could I really make her spit it out?

Actually , Xiaoying really didn't need to do this. I was already very satisfied with what she had done tonight.

After Xiaoying finished giving me oral sex, she reached down to her genitals and

collected a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen from her vaginal opening.

She then slowly smeared this mixture between her breasts

.

Gradually, her 34D breasts, already glistening with sweat, became even more translucent with the lubrication.

"Could it be that Xiaoying wants to?"

At this point, I would be incredibly stupid if I didn't understand what Xiaoying was up to. The thought excited

me . I had never tried this kind of sex before, neither had Xiaoying, and my father had never experienced

it.

"Husband, come here."

After smearing the fluid, Xiaoying used her hands to squeeze her breasts together,

sandwiching my penis between her soft, white breasts.

Breast sex—I had never experienced this kind of unique sexual activity before. The feeling of my penis being held between Xiaoying's soft breasts

was completely different from vaginal sex—warm, smooth, and most importantly, psychologically stimulating.

The moment Xiaoying clamped my penis between her breasts, it involuntarily became even more erect.

"Honey, this is something I learned in school. Do you like it? If not,

let not do it. I just wanted to make it more comfortable and exciting for you."

Seeing me standing there dumbfounded with my penis clamped between her breasts, Xiaoying assumed I thought she was

promiscuous and was upset. She spoke to me nervously and hesitantly.

"No, no, I like it very much. Let's try it, haha."

Hearing Xiaoying say this, I knew she had misunderstood. I stopped thinking and started

riding on Xiaoying's chest, thrusting back and forth.

My penis began to move in and out between Xiaoying's tightly pressed breasts. Because Xiaoying had applied

a lubricant beforehand, I didn't feel any dryness.

Comfort, stimulation, and smoothness—these special sensations surged from my penis into my brain.

I couldn't help but look down at my penis moving in and out between Xiaoying's breasts. Occasionally, Xiaoying

would squeeze her breasts together forcefully, sometimes too forcefully, pushing her nipples and areolas inwards. Whenever Xiaoying's pink

nipples and areolas touched my penis, the uneven texture, different from smoothness, excited me even more

.

While squeezing her breasts, Xiaoying's mouth wasn't idle either; every time I moved forward, my glans...

Through Xiaoying's breasts, the semen would reach her chin, and Xiaoying would seize the opportunity to

gently peck at the head of my penis with her cherry-like lips.

The stimulation from her breasts, combined with Xiaoying's repeated pecks, gave me an unprecedented

pleasure.

At this moment, only I could enjoy it, but Xiaoying didn't experience any sexual

pleasure from this type of sex. Instead, she had to squeeze her breasts forcefully and constantly lift her head to peck at my glans. I imagine

Xiaoying's arms and neck must have been sore by then, but she persisted, as if she wouldn't give up until I ejaculated.

Because

the feeling was so stimulating, I finally ejaculated in less than ten minutes. Although it was the third time I

had ejaculated, my semen still came out in four streams, but it was no longer white; it had turned into

clear water, somewhat like egg white.

The semen landed on Xiaoying's neck, chin, and even her face.

I finally ejaculated and couldn't help but roll over and lie on the bed.

Xiaoying got up and began to clean her face, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her body.

Listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, I lay on the bed resting. At this moment, I felt pain in my penis, my stomach

, and my lower abdomen—symptoms of excessive sex, not from the aphrodisiac; its effects had worn off.

With the aid of the aphrodisiac, I barely managed to achieve the same number of sexual encounters as my father that night.

But I knew I had still failed, because my father hadn't taken any aphrodisiacs and relied entirely on his

powerful sexual ability to ejaculate three times.

I was only able to achieve this under the influence of the aphrodisiac, plus Xiaoying's special stimulation. If

either the aphrodisiac or Xiaoying's breast play were missing, could I have ejaculated a third time tonight? The answer is no; I know

my own body. However, I was still very satisfied tonight, at least Xiaoying was. She probably found it very strange

that I brought her to orgasm three times .

"Honey, why don't you go take a shower too?"

After what seemed like an eternity, Xiaoying finally finished her shower. Her skin and

complexion , but she didn't seem tired at all. Unlike the night her father had made her suffer so intensely,

she didn't have the strength to even come to the bedroom to rest or shower, and ended up sleeping with him in his bedroom that night

.

I got up from the bed, but I almost fell to the floor. Luckily, Xiaoying quickly helped me up

.

I was still too exhausted; the three rounds of sex had left my legs weak.

"Giggle giggle,"

Xiaoying giggled at my appearance, seemingly aware of why I had

almost fallen.

Although she was laughing, it wasn't mockery, but rather amusement.

Sigh, seeing Xiaoying laugh, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I had originally planned to use aphrodisiacs to completely

conquer , but after taking the drugs and the lovemaking battle, Xiaoying was fine, while I had almost been

drained dry by this little fox.

"Honey, let me help you shower in the bathroom. You look exhausted."

Xiaoying noticed my sudden sadness and knew her unintentional giggles might have caused him

misunderstanding and hurt, so she immediately stopped laughing and spoke gently to me.

Xiaoying helped me to the bathroom. Once there, perhaps anticipating my weakness, she

filled the entire bathtub with water after she finished showering.

Xiaoying was so thoughtful; standing under the shower for so long would have been unbearable . I lay comfortably in the tub, and Xiaoying, naked, began to wash me.

She washed me gently and attentively. Her slender, white hands, laden with warm water and foam, glided over my body, feeling incredibly comfortable. Water droplets still clung to her hair; she looked so pure and radiant after her bath. But this body was no longer mine alone; it had been used by another man more than once, and that man was none other than my father. "Hehe, honey, do you still have the energy for a fourth time?" Xiaoying noticed me staring blankly at her and teased me by starting a conversation. "You want to kill your husband?" I couldn't help but smile wryly. "Honey, you were amazing tonight! I didn't expect you to be even better than before after you recovered." Xiaoying said excitedly as she washed my penis. "That's because I took aphrodisiacs." I thought to myself, of course, I could only say that in my heart, not out loud. "Wife will be so happy from now on, hehe." After washing my penis, Xiaoying patted it gently, as if talking to it. After speaking, she gently pecked the clean glans with her lips . Looking at Xiaoying's playful appearance, I felt a warmth in my heart. Although I had slowly accepted her special relationship with my father, whenever I thought about their past, while I felt excited, I still couldn't help but feel a little sour. I wondered when this feeling would completely disappear. I'm not worried about losing her, nor am I worried that my father will try to take her away from me. I trust Xiaoying, and I trust my father. Perhaps the breaking of the taboo has already reached the limit of what they can bear; they would never do anything more outrageous. "Wife, if one day I leave you, what will you do? Will you leave me one day?" Although I know I won't lose Xiaoying, and I know that what I'm worried about won't happen, I still couldn't help blurt out this question.

Upon hearing this question, Xiaoying froze instantly, her movements of bathing me stopping abruptly.

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