Chapter 10: Ebrection and Training in front of your husband

On the way home, Ying'er kept holding my arm tightly, as if I would run away as soon as I let go.

A few hours ago, what happened in the bed in that room seemed like a dream, and all the details gradually blurred in my mind, as if everything had become less real.

I remember once discussing a question about emotional and physical attributes with Ying'er.

It is generally believed that men are used to using physical contact to confirm the existence of emotions, while women accept men's bodies through emotional sublimation.

Ying'er is one of the few women who use physical contact to confirm emotions and gain a sense of security.

Her constant doubts and fear of uncertainty in the future make her need for a sense of security like a black hole that will never be filled, and her need for physical contact is also swallowed by this black hole.

Ying'er intertwined her feelings for me in this sense of fear, turning the spiritual void into a physical need. That invisible pressure once made me feel breathless.

Everything that happened today was like a broken window paper.All Ying'er's persistence in front of me became meaningless in an instant.

Just like a carefully planned bitter drama, once it starts, it will be like a huge gear that rolls forward, crushing all the obstacles that block it.

Every character will slowly become involuntarily, rolling into the vortex of the gears.

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How are you?Ying'er asked me.

I?Am I OK Ah?What's wrong?

Ying'er lay on the sofa, habitually resting her head on me, and changing the TV channels randomly.

What are you thinking?husband

I'm thinking of you... I miss you this afternoon...

Are you lying to me?You actually care a lot, right?Ying'er suddenly got up and asked in my eyes

No...I...I can't explain it clearly...

Actually, I was confused by myself.

Can you accept him?I asked Ying'er.

I don't really care...and don't reject it...

Ying'er slowly lay down again, rested her head on my chest, and listened to my heartbeat.

My body has been ruined by them.But my heart is only for you, husband.

Well...I know

I stroked Ying'er's hair and asked her, Lao Qiang and you... are you... comfortable?

Are you talking about physically or psychologically?Ying'er asked me back.

I want to know

Physical... Actually, there is no difference... Psychologically... Ying'er paused and said, "It feels a little stimulating... because she knows that you are under the bed, your husband...

What does it matter if I'm under the bed?

I can't understand... I feel guilty in front of my husband... and I have been very rebellious since I was a child. I feel that the more taboo things are, the more exciting things... But you must be there...

Is there such a big difference or not?I asked curiously.

Of course!I must be able to feel you by my side.If I find you are not there... it feels... it will feel like I was on the rooftop that night...

I felt ache in my heart and hugged Ying'er tightly and said, "No."I'll never do that again

Husband... Do you have any feelings this afternoon?

Well... Didn't you see that my pants were wet? Haha, I said with a wry smile, but when the old gun hit you, I kept suppressing myself and almost rushed out to fight him.

Hehe... I knew my husband loved me... Ying'er pulled my arm and kissed me.

In fact, Uncle Lin... didn't really hit hard... I later... that was to show you... Ying'er whispered.

You little slut?He actually acted for me?I said in surprise, and I laughed and made a fuss with Ying'er.

Ah Ya... don't make a fuss...hehe...I admit...I'm not completely acting.I just think Ah has a husband who loves others so much and loves others... but he was violated by another man in front of his husband and became his sex slave. It feels so exciting to think about it... I can't explain it clearly anyway, it's just a sense of contrast... It makes people feel itchy...

Oh... I understood. I suddenly realized.

What do you understand?Cuckold husband, hehe... Ying'er continued to play with me despite my reaction.

God's arrangement...

I made my own mysterious words aroused Ying'er's interest. She sat back on the sofa and urged me to continue.

Wife, you are a psychological abuser and a physical abuser.And I am a psychological abuser and a physical abuser.This is God's arrangement to let us meet each other and walk together

Looking at Ying'er's suspicious expression, I explained.

Wife, look, you will feel excited about being humiliated in front of your husband. This is a manifestation of your psychological abuse of your husband, but the pleasure brought by physical abuse is caused by your physical tendency to be abused.

And I hope to see that you are being violated by others is psychologically abused and spoiled, and the various trainings on you are manifested by physical abuse.Alas, I am too strong and have risen to the level of philosophy. Haha, I admire myself back and forth in the mirror with a sarcastic look.

I'm so bad...you little narcissist...

Although Ying'er is stubborn, I know she agrees with my analysis.

Then do you think the body and feelings can really be separated?Ying'er suddenly asked me.

I didn't answer her.

Ying'er leaned against her pillow and looked out the window. She said, "I have always thought that body and emotions are one." I have never had any fantasies about any other man except my husband.

Ying'er continued to say to herself that I can feel that I love you more than the day before... It's like this now... It's the same in the future... It's just that I can't explain my physical reaction... You deliberately didn't give it to others a while ago... I felt so uncomfortable and couldn't say it... So today...

I took Ying'er's words and said, "Well... I know... I don't know if I can separate my body from my emotions... I just feel that you can be satisfied mentally and physically, so I feel that I feel very accomplished, no matter whether the physical pleasure is given to you or not...

Well...Psychologically...only the person I love can give me a feeling...so only my husband can... Besides...I also want my husband, you can get better quickly...I want my husband, you...and also can enter my body...Ying'er hugged my neck and looked at me with her big eyes.

My feelings for Ying'er have never been as strong as it is now. It is by no means an vent of lust, but a plain sense of tacit understanding, a feeling that only two people can understand it.

I know Ying'er is like me now and can feel it.

This is a very wonderful feeling.

It seems that we have handed over all our body and mind to each other without reservation.

I was sometimes in a daze. Is Ying'er and I chatting or talking to myself?

I tried to slide my hand into Ying'er's pajamas, but she held it down with one hand.

No, now... The master said... Only when the master agrees, you can touch me... Hehehe

I was actually put on one stroke by myself, and I reached back with depression.

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When he arrived at Lao Qiang's house, he was sorting out the photos in the study.

Did you come very early today?Lao Gun raised his head and smiled at us.

The weather is too hot and there is no place to go... I was so embarrassed that I was just trying to make excuses.

When she walked to the desk, Ying'er's face suddenly turned red.It turns out that Lao Qian sorted out the photos of Ying'er and her mother back then.

I searched for it for a long time last night. Lao Gun raised a photo of Ying'er being inserted into his lower body with his fingers, showing a blush on his face on the edge of orgasm.

Lao Gun compared to Ying'er, who was standing opposite, with a blushing face. He said that he hadn't changed at all, but he was still so sexy.

I leaned over and looked at me curiously, but was dragged to the living room by the embarrassed Ying'er. Husband, don't look at those things, come and accompany me.

The weather is quite hot today.Xiaoying Ah, go to the swimming pool in the backyard to swim. I'm having something to do with your husband. The sound of the old gun came from the study.

You are going to plot against Uncle Lin again to make trouble for me, right?Little bad guy Ying'er raised her mouth and said to me.

But her curiosity was even more serious than mine. When she heard that she could swim, she jumped up from the sofa.

Have you brought your swimsuit?I asked curiously.

Ying'er turned around and smiled at me. Humph... Is it necessary to wear it with you two here?

I shook my head with a wry smile and walked back to Lao Gun's study.

It was okay when I went back yesterday. Lao Geng stood up and walked towards the wine cabinet.

Um.fine

I roughly described the conversation I had with Ying'er last night to Lao Qiang.

The old gun was amazed.

It turns out that Ying'er still has this kind of mentality, I really didn't expect this... It seems that it is God's arrangement that you two can get together.

I originally wanted to be a few days late, but since Ying'er hopes you are by your side...how about it?Are you mentally prepared?Let you watch the battle today

He said that, handed me a glass of whiskey with ice.I am gradually getting used to this special bitterness.

It should...it's OK. When I thought about what was going to happen later, I was trembling a little.

Lao Gun found that I was sweeping the photos on the table with the corner of my eyes, and walked over to pat my shoulder, saying

You can watch it slowly by yourself.After reading it, come to the back to find us. He said that and walked towards the backyard.

After Lao Qian left, I casually looked through a few photos and found that Ying'er's mother was once so brilliant, and her every move was not inferior to the youthful and beautiful Ying'er.

But just a few years later, she has become so haggard. It seems that Uncle Duan’s death has really hit her a lot.

After only reading a few pictures, I couldn't read it anymore. At this time, my mind had already flown to the backyard and to Ying'er, who was swimming naked in the swimming pool.

I quickly walked through the corridor with floor-to-ceiling windows, pushed open the small door at the end, and came to the open space in the backyard.

Ying'er was lying naked on the chair beside the swimming pool, basking in the sun.The white skin was covered with water droplets, and the wet long hair was scattered, which made it even more teasing.

Not far away, Lao Qian was wearing a pair of shorts, revealing his strong chest muscles, sitting in another chair, admiring Ying'er's ketone body.

Seeing me coming, Ying'er turned over and said to me embarrassedly

Husband... The master said... You prefer it...

I looked around and didn't understand what she was saying.

After looking closely, I found that Ying'er's pubic hair was removed at some point. Only the pink labia was exposed under her smooth and flat belly.

Ying'er, whose hair was removed, did not increase her lustful feeling for some reason, but instead seemed more pure like a little girl.

You... don't you like it?Ying'er asked me in a low voice.

like.Wife, you are so beautiful.I said sincerely.

Ying'er smiled happily, turned over and lay down on her back.

This is the way a woman’s psychology is. Once she has been sleeping with a man, she will not feel that she has such a strong sense of shame when she reveals her body in front of him.

Besides, I think Ying'er is even a little more enjoying the old gun's sexual abuse at her body, especially in front of her husband.

This once again proves my analysis of Ying'er's psychology.While I enjoyed her being raped, she was also enjoying the pleasure that stimulated me.

Lust, show me how you tease your husband?

Ying'er looked at me affectionately and asked, husband, do you want it?

Well, I want to

Ying'er sat up from the chair and slowly opened her legs in front of Lao Qian and I. Her pink labia were also separated from each other, revealing her clitoris and light pink tender flesh that had not yet been fully erected.

Ying'er continued to look at me with provocative eyes, held up one breast with her left hand, stretched her right hand to her lower body, covered the wet vaginal opening with four fingers that were close together, and slowly drew a circle, spreading the vaginal fluid all over the inner side of her thighs and the entire vagina, muttering to herself

Well...husband...there's so wet under him...

The noon sunlight hit Ying'er's wet lower body, reflecting the lewd light, and I couldn't help but walk a few steps forward.

Ying'er narrowed her eyes slightly, and her lower body was gradually flooding.As he rubbed, his two fingers inadvertently slid into his vagina.

Ah...husband...come here...I want you Ying'er murmured

My heart also accelerated. I walked to the chair a few steps, took off my shorts and pulled out my soft cock. I shook it, and I was still dejected like a dead snake.

etc!

Ying'er, who was holding my dick with one hand and was about to open her mouth and put it in, was startled by the sudden order from Lao Gun and was stunned.

Lao Qian stood on the other side of the chair at some point.The big dark cock, twenty-two or three centimeters long, also appeared on the other side of Ying'er's face.

Only one can be included, you can choose it yourself

As he said that, he pulled Ying'er's other hand and held his own dick.

Ying'er looked around with one hand, but couldn't take her mouth.

She actually understood the meaning of Lao Gun, but she may still be a little bit unwilling to let go of her psychologically.

This kind of scene of humiliating her husband directly in front of outsiders is both exciting and unfamiliar to Ying'er. After all, it takes a process to transition from her wife's identity to a slut.

I nodded slightly and expressed my tacit approval. Ying'er put down her last knot, kissed Lao Gun's cock, turned her head and said to me frankly

Sorry, husband.The lust wanted to eat his master's big hard cock.

I felt so uncomfortable when I heard this, but at the same time I was extremely excited and looked forward to Ying'er's performance later.

Ying'er held Lao Gun's cock with one hand, stuck out her tongue and started from the base of the scrotum to go upward, passing her penis, and licked the urethra on the glans all the way.

Then, his tongue kept sweeping left and right in the groove of the glans of the old gun cock, licking the transparent liquid that was overflowing from the urethra.

Lao Gun closed his eyes slightly, gasping heavily, sweeping me with his eyes from time to time, with an indescribable arrogance on his face.

Ying'er, who had her glans transparently opened her mouth and put her entire cock in.This big black cock was too big for Ying'er's little mouth, almost half of it was exposed.

Ying'er kept sucking Lao Gun's cock up and down, making a ziz sound of water, while looking at my expression with her big eyes.

I think she must be enjoying the redness and whiteness on my face.My soft snake on her other hand was flowing out a few drops of transparent liquid at this time.

Tell your husband, how does the owner’s dick smell?

Lao Qian grabbed Ying'er's hair with one hand, and thrust Ying'er's little mouth forward and backward like a ball.

Ying'er made a slutty sound, and her cock penetrated her throat, making Ying'er unable to say anything, but the vaginal fluid flooded in her lower body was divided into several transparent water marks, which were left on her feet along her legs.

Lao Gun suddenly pulled out his dick.After Ying'er coughed a few times, her face was covered with her own saliva.

Master’s... Master’s dick is delicious... Lust Ji... Lust Ji likes the taste of his dick

To be tortured like this, she has not forgotten to answer Lao Gun's question.

good.Don't fall down the balls below. Lao Gun grabbed Ying'er's hair again and pressed it between his legs.

I looked carefully and found that the old gun not only had a powerful cock, but also had two testicles the size of an egg. It took Ying'er's little mouth a long time to put one in.

Licking girl, tell me what is the difference between your master's dick and your husband?Haha, Lao Gun asked provocatively.

Ying'er, who was carefully cleaning the scrotum of the old gun, tried hard to spit out a testicle. She didn't dare to look at me, but she secretly aimed at my reaction with the corner of her eyes.

The master's dick is bigger than the husband's and harder than the husband's

These sentences hit my sore spot, but now I can't walk even if I want to, because Ying'er never let go of the other hand that was pulling my cock.

In addition to adding it, do you like to use it?Lao Gun continued to ask.

I also like... and I also like... being fucked by it... Ying'er's voice was getting smaller and smaller, and she could hardly hear the few words behind her.

Sound louder!Your husband didn't hear it!Lao Gun pulled Ying'er's hair hard, and Ying'er screamed.

Ah... don't... I still like... I also like... I'm fucked by my master's big black cock... I fucked the lewd girl's small pussy...

Two lines of clear tears were left at the corner of Ying'er's eyes.I was both excited and unbearable to see it, but from the flow of Ying'er's vaginal fluid, I could tell that she was still in an excited state.

Lao Gun put Ying'er down on the cold chair, stood between Ying'er's legs, supported her legs to both sides of her body with her hands, twisted her waist, and let her cock rub against Ying'er's vagina.

I knelt beside Ying'er, grabbed one of her hands, and clenched my fingers tightly.The other hand gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Husband...Ah...

Ying'er shouted at me lightly.

You... are you okay?I'm worried about asking

Ah... everyone... everyone is under...Ah...

Lao Geng's cock was covered with Ying'er's vaginal fluid, still rubbing back and forth at the base of her thighs, with no intention of inserting it in at all.

Husband...husband...is...there's itchy below... Ying'er told me in a crying voice.

Then...what do you want?I don’t know Lao Qian’s next plan, so I can only ask Ying’er.

I...I want...Woo... Ying'er's rosy little mouth is breathing fragrance, panting, wanting to be fucked by her dick... The lustful Ji wants her master's big dick...

I looked back at Lao Gun, who was obviously enjoying the process of torture us.

It’s useless to ask me, don’t you see that I have both hands?You have to beg your husband, Lao Gun said with a lewd smile.

Ying'er had no choice but to turn her head and cry to me.

Husband... I'm so itchy under me... I want to be fucked by my master's big cock... Is it good... Woo...

How to do it?What do I do?I was also confused at this time.

Husband...Woooo... Husband... Don't blame me... You... You helped someone insert his master's big cock into his pussy... OK?…Woooooo…

When I heard Chong Ying'er say this, I realized Lao Gun's intention and looked up at the old thing who was still smiling lewdly.

A sense of shame and unprecedented stimulation invaded my brain. I dare not think about holding my wife's mistress's cock in my own hands and inserting it into my wife's pussy, the lustful hole that once belonged to me.

I couldn't bear to watch Ying'er go crazy about lust, so I had no choice but to reach out to Lao Qian's crotch. After hesitating for a moment, I reached out to hold his big black cock, feeling nauseous in my heart.

Ying'er's cock, covered with old guns, had become extremely greasy and slippery, and only after holding it, I realized that his hardness and temperature were not on the same level as mine.

I pulled Lao Gun's cock to Ying'er's vagina and rubbed her glans up and down at Ying'er's vagina.

Ying'er twisted the water snake's waist, trying to adjust the position of her vagina, and also used force from time to time, hoping to suck her cock into her vagina.

At this time, I was so perverted that I was enjoying the fun of torture Ying'er with another man's dick.

Do you really want it?Wife?

Ah... Stop making trouble... Husband... Come in quickly

Wife, this is not my husband’s dick, do you want it too?

Woo... well... want... want...

Do you want the wild man's dick?I was still teasing Ying'er.

Woo... I want... I want... the wild man's dick is OK... anyone's dick is OK... I really want to be fucked... Husband... You fuck the wild man's dick into your wife's bad pussy... Woo...

Ying'er was tortured by me and completely collapsed.

Taking advantage of Ying'er's buttocks lifting, I inserted Lao Gun's cock into it.

Lao Qian also cooperated well. After the glans entered the vagina, his waist sank and his entire cock completely penetrated Ying'er's vagina, leaving only his two big testicles shaking at the vaginal opening.

Ah...so deep...so comfortable...Ying'er screamed.

The old gun was indeed very skilled. As soon as he got up, he did not use his dick to thrust violently for his own comfort.

On the contrary, he was slow, but he pulled out the whole piece and then infiltrated it every time he thrust.

I squatted on the ground and watched Lao Gun rape my wife's pussy with his big black cock covered in white.

Every time the thrust is in, a piece of vaginal fluid is brought out, and the vaginal fluid is then stirred into white juice and brought into Ying'er's vagina.

The sound of flesh hitting meat came from a few centimeters in front of me. My face was so close that the splashed vaginal fluid from the old gun could hit me. The lewd sound was echoed by Ying'er's moans coming from the cold chair, one after another.

The lewd smell of the genitals is unprecedentedly permeated.

My mind was blank, and my lower body stinged like a needle. My cock jumped a few times by accident.

Ah...my cock moved...my wife...my cock moved...I screamed excitedly and ran to Ying'er's side.

At this time, Ying'er's eyes were out of focus, and she was shaking her two big breasts with her hands, unable to hear what I was saying.Just keep repeating

Ah...Ah...Fuck...Fuck me to death...Fuck your lewd girl...

The old gun has gradually changed from nine shallow and one deep to crazy insomnia.Ying'er's screams also escalated.

Ah...Ah...No...No...I can't stand it anymore...Honey...I'm going to die...Ah...I feel so comfortable...Ah...I cum to me...I cum all...

At the peak of Ying'er's scream, Lao Gun's seminal vesicles shook for several times, and a large amount of semen was sprayed into Ying'er's uterus. Because the amount was too much, it had already overflowed from the intersection of Lao Gun's cock and Ying'er's vagina before the Lao Gun was pulled out.

The old gun, who was panting heavily, pulled out his cock covered with semen, vaginal fluid and white juice, walked to Ying'er, and inserted it directly into her mouth.

Ying'er, who was still unsatisfied with orgasm, felt as if she had seen delicious food. She held the old gun and put her entire cock into her mouth, and kept licking the dirt on her penis and scrotum.

Is this my Ying'er?I was a little scared.

Wife...wife...

I shook her and shouted.

Ying'er turned her head and looked at me, as if she realized what was going on. She hurriedly spit out Lao Gun's cock and cried out.

Woo...husband...sorry...I just...woo...

I hurriedly comforted me.

It doesn't matter.My husband likes you like this.It was just so exciting. My husband just felt stronger than before and even jumped several times.

Woo...really?...I'll take a look...

Ying'er gently held my soft snake. I looked up and saw that the old gun had fallen into three laps than me. I had always felt inferiority complex.

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We spent more and more time at Lao Geng’s house every day, and later we were tired of running back and forth, so we simply stayed.

This happened every day in the next few weeks.I was surprised at how Lao Gun maintained his physical strength. Ying'er's weak body actually accepted it all, which really surprised me.

Although I have to be by Ying'er's side every day, doing this too much is like a routine. Since I first participated in their acquaintance, I have never found that level of excitement.

Ying'er's changes are obvious to all.

From the beginning, she was half-spoken, to taking the initiative to put on makeup and change clothes in advance, the interval between estrus and orgasm became longer and longer. In the last few days, Lao Gun had to change several positions, and persist for at least half an hour before Ying'er could reach her peak.

However, in Lao Qian's opinion, this was exactly the training goal he wanted to achieve, because it proved that Ying'er had gradually established a regular orgasm habit and could not satisfy ordinary stimulation at first.

What I am pleased with is that after the climax, Ying'er will always become my sweet little wife, which has never changed.

Ying'er and I both knew in our hearts that the training of Lao Gun may change our lives, but it will not change our emotional foundation.

Four weeks later, early one morning.Old Gun called me to the study room

You also know that Xiaoying will take a shower and change her clothes every afternoon.And it is becoming increasingly difficult to satisfy.The initial physical dependence we want has been established.Lao Gun continued to say to me mysteriously, that is, we can consider starting basic training training, there are several projects we can consider