Chapter 1 Ying'er and me

Ying'er and I have never been separated since high school. From high school to college, we take the postgraduate entrance examination, work, proposal, and marriage, everything is done step by step.

In the eyes of outsiders, we are golden boys and jade girls. We are all couples around us for many years, breaking up and getting back together. It is really rare to see us from the age of 16 or 7 to the marriage.

Ying'er is my wife and an integral part of my life. After so many years, our relationship has gradually transformed into a complex relationship that includes love and family affection, a feeling that losing the other person is like losing half of your body.

Ying'er entered my life when she was in her second year of high school. She moved from the provincial capital to Beijing to study for high school and lived in her aunt's house. She happened to be a neighbor opposite our house.

Now I can't remember how we got together. I always vaguely feel that I made Fang Hongjian's mistake back then and got her trap.

Every time Ying'er mentioned this, she would inevitably lose her temper. After many years of change in our lives, Ying'er told me that when she first saw me, she knew that we were all the people. It felt a bit like the destiny of the wolf clan in Twilight City. I could only smile bitterly...

Ying'er is a smart girl. Shortly after we dated, my parents were designated as daughter-in-law. Now that my parents are avant-garde enough, the school teachers can't do anything to us.

Even after immigrating to her aunt's house, Ying'er naturally lived in my house. My mother thought she was flying around with her father all year round, leaving Ying'er in our house and someone took care of me. I could only smile bitterly again...

Every time our parents are gone, we become legitimate couples, who can do things that can be done at any time. When something is done repeatedly, people's psychology will slowly accept it and think it is normal. This truth has been verified countless times in Ying'er.

Similarly, this principle is also true for the reserve of a 17- or 8-year-old girl.

Looking back now, I don’t know if we should thank this environment or blame everything on this environment. After a period of uncontrolled indulgence, our interest in sex, or my interest in sex is no longer so strong. This is a very sad thing for a 20-year-old couple. We let this marriage burnout that should have happened 10 years ahead of schedule in the 30s.

At this time, we went to Big 2, which was also an era when Japanese romance action movies were popular in the streets and alleys of Zhongguancun. I found the source of inspiration again. I was never picky about A-film, but my taste became more and more heavy like eating vegetables. I looked forward to the scenes in A-film that could appear in my life...between Ying'er and me.

What’s funny is that I have never been interested in other women from beginning to end. Maybe the destiny that Ying'er said exists...

Ying'er and I were in the north of the city and the east of the city. We only gathered at home on weekends. The unchanging formulaic sex every Saturday night has become useless. We seem to have gradually lost the only thing that contacts us. Our first crisis finally broke out on a weekend... Seeing Ying'er crying silently, I took off my headphones and jumped out of CS, I felt that some things had reached a point where I had to be solved.

I know we have a problem, do you... still have feelings for me?Ying'er looked up at me and said.

Of course, do you still need to ask?I lowered my head and played with zipp in my hand.

Then come here now - fuck me!I was jumped by her sudden words. This was the first time I heard swear words from Ying'er, and I didn't know how to follow them.

I saw Ying'er slowly pulling her pajamas to her feet with her back to her. This was the first time I stared at her naked body in a long time. Ying'er was not tall but her proportions were perfect. She had pink skin under her wet shawl, slightly raised buttocks, slender calves and white tender feet, and the fragrance of shower gel from her skin. Sadly, this couldn't even raise any sexual interest in me. I even had a little doubt about my sexual orientation at the time, but I knew clearly that if I found a reason to make excuses, the two of us would end. Making love was the only way we had left to communicate.

I walked over and hugged her from behind. I could feel her tears falling on my arms... I turned back and turned off the lights in the room.

Turn on the light.Ying'er said: I want to see your face.

That time I saw a girl who loved me deeply riding on me with tears and trying to please me, but at that time I didn't know what else I could give her.

Everything was over again, and I got physiological satisfaction. I wondered if this would reduce Ying'er's slight uneasiness. I held her in my arms as usual and waited for her to fall asleep.

My mom called me in the morning.Ying'er said as she curled up in a ball with her back to me, and my stepfather was dead.

Ying'er rarely talks to me about her family. I only know that her mother took her to remarry to the provincial capital when she was 12 or 3 years old. Later, she came to Beijing to study and rarely went back.

My mother asked me to go back, can you go with me?

Um.I hugged her tighter with heartache.

I have had many things I haven't told you, and I originally planned to never tell you, but I have no home anymore. If my husband, you don't want me anymore, I don't know how I will go on... I know maybe I tell you my past, you may only be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be

I kissed her long hair and comforted her and said: Wife, you are all my people, why would I not want you anymore?

Ying'er turned over and hugged me tightly, telling me a part of her past.

(As everyone expected) Her stepfather was a pervert. Ying'er was violated by her stepfather in the first year after her mother remarried. Although I don't think she is a good person, I even have the heart to whip the corpse like this scum who attacks young girls.

What's even more sad is that her mother chose to remain silent when she found out. She even ran into her stepfather molesting Ying'er several times, but her mother actually left silently. This deformed relationship lasted until Ying'er was admitted to high school in Beijing and left that small provincial capital.

Although Ying'er emphasized that her stepfather did not actually constitute rape because his cock could not be hard at all (imperfection), I know how big a psychological wound such a thing is for a girl.

The girl who suffered this kind of trauma should have hated this kind of thing. Only then did I understand what kind of knot Ying'er had been holding and having sex with me, but I didn't realize what role this experience played on Ying'er's sexual concepts at that time...

Now that I think about it, although I had had no less than a hundred times with Ying'er, Ying'er might have never had an orgasm from me, and she might have even pretended to have a lot of orgasm to meet my psychological needs.

This also explains why when we did it, Ying'er didn't bleed. Although I'm not a person with a virgin complex (actually the opposite, haha), this has always been a knot in my heart, because I think she has always kept something from me.

Wife, I will always be by your side, you can't get rid of me even if you want to.I looked at my eyes with pity and cried and said Ying'er.

Gradually, the crying sounded less. Ying'er slowly reached her right hand under her, and held my words and slowly started to stroke it.

(Fuck me, come Ah) I thought to myself, but I don’t want to refuse to hurt her heart. I know she wants to repay me in this way.

From Ozawa to Kawashima and Tsumi, I fantasized the female worries in Japanese romance action movies in alphabetical order, but those words were really not good... At this time, the perverted old man's figure suddenly entered my mind. I was startled by myself, thinking in my mind that he inserted his dirty fingers into Ying'er's vagina in front of Ying'er's mother, and at the same time, sucking her precocious breasts vigorously, biting her nipples with her teeth. Ying'er let out a few low crys, looking at her mother with her help, but she was dizzy by the pleasure in her lower body...

Is it fun, little slut, tell your mother.The old man used his index and middle fingers to check Ying'er's vagina, while using his thumb to dip her vaginal fluid and gently rub her clitoris.

Ying'er shook her head with tears in her eyes, her contradictory psychology and hoped that her mother would rescue her and hoped that the stimulation under her could bring her to the next climax.

Bang!With a crisp sound, the old man slapped five fingerprints on half of Ying'er's face. If it weren't for the fingers inserted under her, the huge impact would almost slap her off the bed, saying!Are you happy?

Ying'er burst into tears and said loudly: You... don't hit me, I said... it's great!

Bang!Another slap, and half of Ying'er's face was almost swollen. She said loudly, turn around and say to your mother!

Ying'er could no longer hold it back, and tears had already flowed into a river. She hurriedly turned her face to her mother: It's great, mom, I'm happy!

You, a little slut born to you, are all a torn shoe that you need to fuck like your mother. Look at you, you have more chickens than I have ever played with. Tell your mother, is it your slut or the slut in the county?

Ying'er learned her lesson this time, and while crying, she shouted to her mother: I'm slutty, I'm slutty, I'm more sexy than the chickens in the county... Ah... I'm almost out of here... Mom... I... I'm coming soon!

Thinking of this, I was shamelessly tough...

Ying'er mistakenly thought that her efforts had been rewarded, so she bent down and raised her round butt and took the right root of my cock into her mouth. It was the first time I had been blown away. Ying'er was beaten to death and she didn't want to do it.

At the same time, my sinful fantasy continues.

The white juice was inserted from the old man's fingers below Ying'er, and the frequency of breathing was consistent with the random checks. The muscles of the thighs also began to tremble irregularly. All this means that Ying'er's orgasm was about to come. At this time, the old man pulled out his finger and kicked her down on the bed. After Ying'er screamed, she only left the emptiness that lost the impact of the random checks and the dissatisfaction at the edge of the climax.

The old man waved his hand and said to Ying'er's mother: Old bitch, come here and demonstrate to you, this slut girl, what is a mean to be a shabby tomb!

Ying'er's mother had no expression on her face, took off all her clothes and walked to the bed.

She is a standard 35-6-year-old young woman, and a beauty embryo. Ying'er has obtained all her best inheritance. Although her lower abdomen is slightly raised and her breasts are no longer firm, her skin is still smooth and elastic. What's more different is that from her lower abdomen to her vagina is a plain that is born with no grass, a natural white tiger.

The old man grabbed her hair and pulled her to her side. Come over, old bitch, try your daughter's slut!Then he inserted his right hand, covered with white powder, into her mother's mouth.

Ying'er lay down on the side and watched her mother bit by bit with her stepfather's fingers.

After licking the vaginal fluid, a stream of clear flow gradually emerged from my lower body.

The old guy sneered and looked at Ying'er who was dissatisfied with desire, and said to her mother: Stop licking, I still lick it after all. I like to eat your daughter's vaginal fluid. Go, go there and eat fresh ones!Then she pressed her head under Ying'er.

Ying'er was in a dilemma. She instinctively rejected such things that were extremely contrary to human ethics but could not suppress the huge sense of emptiness in her lower body, and subconsciously raised her buttocks.

The old man smiled obscenely: Little bitch, do you want to have fun?If you want to have fun, you have to beg for the old bitch, right? Mom of the child?The old guy deliberately emphasized the word behind to humiliate them.

Ying'er's consciousness was completely destroyed by this perverted scene. She shamelessly twisted the water snake's waist in front of her mother and said: Mom, Uncle Lang said, I'll make it feel good to ask me to beg you. Mom, I feel uncomfortable, can you help me?

Ying'er's mother looked back at the old man. The old man pouted forward and signaled her to continue. Her mother turned around and took Ying'er's entire labia into her mouth, stretched out her tongue to lick Ying'er's vaginal fluid from her abdomen to her anus without leaving any trace. From time to time, she made a squeaking sound to suck Ying'er's new vaginal fluid completely.

Ah...Mom...Mom...You suck too hard, I can't stand it anymore...

Suck me up, and then click on it...yes...it's there...I can't do it anymore...Mom...I'm coming...Ah...

At this time, the old guy on the side dragged his pants aside, revealing a dirty soft cock. Little slut, you're so happy. Come on, add some food to you and wash my cock!, and as he said that, he squatted on Ying'er's face and put his stinky cock in front of Ying'er.

Ying'er almost suffocated, and her dirt-filled dick had to be washed for at least a week.

But this turned into a powerful aphrodisiac for Ying'er on the edge of orgasm. The more disgusting and perverted things were, the more aroused the original desire at the bottom of her. So Ying'er slowly opened her mouth and put her main cock with her scrotum in (it wasn't hard anyway). She saw her cheeks bulging as if she was rinsing her mouth. The dirty cock and testicles were wandering in Ying'er's mouth. The stench almost made Ying'er faint, but at the same time, she was discharged from a pool of vaginal fluid, and was sucked by her mother.

What a lewd picture this is, I suddenly realized that this is what I want...

Looking at Ying'er who was trying hard to swallow and spit my cock, I burst into tears.