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🕑 Added 2025-10-04 19:57:31 +0000 UTCVolume 4: Family Arc, Chapter 3 Part 4
"Okay…" he submitted, unwilling but helpless.
"Hehe, I love you most, hubby I'm hanging up now can't wait for Mr. Ma to fill my pussy Hehe… bye-bye mwah"
With Chen Yi's answer, Lin Qingrou beamed. If her face wasn't currently pressed up against a cock, her smile would have seemed innocent and pure yet there she was, blowing a kiss at the camera before kissing the thick, rosy glans beside her cheek…
The call disconnected. Chen Yi stared blankly at the chat screen, taking a long time to collect himself. He was fully aware that although they'd only been married two or three months, his beloved wife had already brought other men home several times, and now she was even spending nights out. Events were spinning out beyond what he'd imagined, and Chen Yi also knew: having been trained into this cuckold-addicted state, he'd lost any real control over the relationship. Any hope of turning things back was long gone; all he could do was continue loving Lin Qingrou, giving her unconditional trust…
Only then did he notice that his pitiful, stunted cock barely one or two centimeters, after so much being toyed with was already leaking again, a wet patch showing even through his pants. With a resigned sigh, he quietly covered himself and returned to work.
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Not long after, with things on the construction site sorted, Chen Yi could finally go home. Driving off, freed from the atmosphere of work, he couldn't help but replay his wife's earlier call. The sky was already completely dark, but streetlights lit his path. As his car sped under the lamps, Chen Yi wondered: where is my wife now? What is she doing? Is my beloved at this moment beneath some middle-aged man…?
Is she still wearing her clothes? Or has she already been stripped bare by a man who isn't me?
Are those sexy, slender legs spread, accepting his invasion, yielding to thrust after thrust… or are those beloved feet of mine now wrapped around someone else's waist, maybe contorted into positions even her husband doesn't know?
Inside the quiet car, only the sound of tires and the occasional honk broke the silence. The calm only made Chen Yi's mind more feverish with thoughts he couldn't suppress. At last making it through traffic, he arrived home, but his wife didn't greet him warmly. The apartment was dark and cold. He stood silently, taking in the orderly house: everything in place, but the person who made it all lovely was missing. Right now, his wife was likely lying naked with another man, their bodies entwined.
Chen Yi stood by the door, a little lost. Just thinking about the contrast of his loneliness and his wife's passion made his stunted cock totally useless for procreation begin to stir. Before it even had a chance to half-harden, Chen Yi felt a warmth begin to drip down his urethra. He suddenly realized just how thoroughly he'd been trained his once above-average dick, ruined by limitless pampering at his beloved's hands, now leaked even at the faintest arousal.
The deepest kind of shame turned his disappointment into agitation. Though alone, unable to restrain himself, Chen Yi fell to his knees at the entryway. Just his wife's used high heels, resting on the shoe rack, were as addictive as any drug to him.
What is she doing right now?
That pussy, supposed to be his alone, the cradle for their love's union was it right now stuffed full of some other man's cock, going in and out?
The scent inside her heels was heaven. As he buried his face into her shoe, savoring the salty, lingering sweat, what was his wife herself doing? Maybe another man was enjoying her sweet, soft tongue directly…
The negative chastity cage nearly destroyed his cock physically, so he couldn't wear it long-term he'd just taken it off today. Undoing his belt and relishing his cock's brief freedom, he slid his wife's other sexy heel up against his groin…
Chen Yi had once tasted Lin Qingrou's pussy himself warm, wet, impossibly soft and tight, like paradise on earth. Was another man enjoying that now? Was that wondrous flesh now open for another cock daily? Did they feel as blessed as paradise inside her? And yet here he was, kneeling with a cock that barely got hard, not even a centimeter, stuffing it into the heel his wife wore… Rubbing the smooth-slick sole, soaking in her sweat and scent against his most important place as a man, every stroke letting thin streams of semen leak into the sexy high heel. Sperm and pride alike, wasted on her shoes.
Cum, cum, and more cum… Kneeling at the entrance, image after image of his beloved played through Chen Yi's mind each fantasy an anguished, obscene scene: his darling's delicate body twisted into various poses, used and ravished by one man after another, not a single one ever himself. His most beloved wife at the height of orgasm under other men, each pornographic image tearing at his heart, yet leaving him more and more aroused and unable to control it… Every movement of his cock in her shoe squeezed out more semen. All these scenes should have belonged to the "legal husband" but were only gifts to other men, while Chen Yi "wasted" his seed into her shoes out of heartbreak.
The next morning, with the urgent business order squared away and the last staff scheduled, Chen Yi actually had little to do just routine paperwork and wait for the account balance to grow. But, as always, he got up early, dressed, and left the house eagerly.
Soon, he arrived at a hotel. Last night, after he'd gone to sleep, Lin Qingrou sent him a message with the hotel address. Today, he woke out of habit, planning to sleep in, but seeing her message wiped away any trace of drowsiness. Hurrying to the hotel, anticipation churning, he practically ran, tapping the elevator button and cursing its slowness.
