She slowly walked toward the sofa where K was sitting.
K spread his legs, and that cock of his was indeed quite a bit longer than mine.
Actually, I wasn’t small myself—I’d measured a few times before.
On a good day, I could reach about 17 centimeters.
According to my wife, “Honey, yours is too big. Big stick.” Mm, I was actually quite confident.
At least until today.
But then I remembered—this was just a game.
You could set your size during character creation.
So that meant this K had held back?
Was his real one smaller, so he thought this size was already big?
Heh.
Thinking about it, I don’t know why, but I actually felt a bit of contempt for K?…
But I was quickly slapped in the face by my own foolish thought.
My wife walked over and slowly crouched down, preparing to start with her hand.
But K stopped her, saying that for dual cultivation, both parties couldn’t wear clothes.
My wife paused, said nothing, stood up, and slowly removed that silk dress that barely covered anything anyway.
For the first time—even if it was in a game—she was presenting her naked body, in full, to a man other than her husband.
It was a body I could never tire of looking at.
Full, round breasts.
Two nipples that should have been light reddish-brown were now standing erect from the atmosphere, and due to engorgement, they showed a thought-provoking wine-red luster.
Her lower belly was slightly rounded—although she herself was self-conscious about it, it was my favorite part—her little belly.
Below was a patch of pubic hair that had just been washed—whether not dried properly or dampened by her own juices, I couldn’t tell.
My wife didn’t have much pubic hair—you could say it was quite sparse—just enough to cover the top part of her flower cave’s opening.
Standing up, you couldn’t see the full cunt from the front, only a small portion of the light brown butterfly-shaped petals that the pubic hair couldn’t hide.
K seemed very entranced.
“Yu—allow me to call you that—your body is beautiful.”
“……”
“Before you, I’ve already matched and dual cultivated with many people. I don’t seek long-term partners because I want to experience different women. But you’re the most conventionally proportioned body I’ve ever seen.”
“……”
“Because this is a game, everyone I’ve seen before set their bodies to some exaggerated proportions. But you didn’t. I think you modeled this game character after your real body, just like I did. So I’d really like to be long-term with you.”
I fell silent too…
He said he also modeled his character after his real body… meaning he was really…
Damn.
At least he’d never meet my wife in real life.
But holy shit—he could actually tell that my wife’s game character was based on her real body.
Was that perceptive of him, or…
After listening to his speech, my wife remained calm.
“No. I’m just doing this temporarily for leveling. I’m not looking for anything long-term. So let’s begin.” With that, she tried to act natural, sitting cross-legged facing K on the large bed.
Then my wife’s jade hand reached out.
She hesitated for a moment when she touched that big cock.
Indeed, my wife’s hand game wasn’t very good.
When she had her period, because she disliked the smell, she’d never use her hands.
She’d tried with her chest a few times—although her bust was 88, tit-fucking didn’t feel that great.
Maybe you’d need an E cup or above to feel something?
So she basically always used her hands for me, but every time she’d have to jerk me for at least an hour before I could cum.
That shows how skilled her hand game was…
Sure enough, she switched between various techniques—though really just a few—and after half an hour of stroking, there was no sign of an impending eruption.
“Yu, this won’t work like this. We’d never finish in one night. Why don’t you try using your mouth?”
Holy shit!
My wife had mild germophobia.
Even when I was freshly washed, if I asked her to take me in her mouth, she’d only agree if we were in the bathroom with the shower running, and even then she’d only give a symbolic lick or two.
Holy shit, what was happening?
Was this really dual cultivation???
Just as I was lost in thoughts about my wife’s various aversions to oral, I saw my wife on screen adjust her position to kneel on all fours on the bed.
One hand supported her on the bed, the other brushed aside the stray hairs at her temples, tucking them behind her ears.
Then she gripped that white flesh pillar, brought her small mouth to it, parted her vermilion lips, and took the glans of that pillar into her mouth.
Hiss~~~ The warm, wet sensation of her oral cavity made K inhale sharply.
Yeah—even I, her legitimate husband, had never received such treatment.
After taking it in, I saw my wife’s delicate brows furrow slightly—she still found it uncomfortable—but she didn’t spit it out.
Instead, she began a seemingly clumsy suction.
“Yu, you’re wonderful. At this rate, it won’t take long to succeed. Oh…” Clearly, K was enjoying my wife’s current oral skills.
“If you could lick it with your tongue, that’d be even better.”
“Oh~~ You’re so clever! Yu. You’re amazing!”
I don’t know if K noticed, but while my wife was diligently working on him, beneath her raised ass, from her butterfly-shaped cunt, a barely noticeable, extremely thin, crystalline thread hung down to the bed and spread out.
Even though I’d already jerked off once, seeing this scene, I couldn’t help but start stroking myself again.
“Can you go a bit deeper? Yu.”
Gulp, gulp… mm… mmm… smack, smack…
“Oh oh oh…~ right there, Yu, I’m about to cum!”
“Mmm… gulp, gulp…” My wife seemed to feel the thing in her mouth swelling.
She wanted to pull it out, but helplessly, that 18-19 centimeter shaft was already deep in her throat, with only a small section of the base visible outside…
At this point, my wife’s physiological tears at the corners of her eyes, the saliva in her mouth, the fluids from her cunt—all were uncontrollably dripping down.
“Mmm mmm mmm…” K pressed down on my wife’s head and let out a low growl.
“Oh oh!!”
Gulp, gulp, cough, cough—bleh… cough, cough… haa… ah… cough, cough…
Whether because it was thrust too deep or for other reasons, my wife seemed to swallow every last drop of what K sprayed out.
Though a thin white line still hung at the corner of her mouth.
“Yu, my turn. You’ve received my yang essence. Now it’s time for you to give me your yin essence.”
!!
This dual cultivation wasn’t over just like that!!
My wife’s current state must have been absolutely terrible—that completely soaked cunt, engorged nipples, dazed eyes, that small mouth still slightly open from being stuffed too long, disheveled hair, flushed face—every single thing was telling her opponent: I’m already in heat…
Should I log in right now and rescue my wife from this burning water?!
It’s time for me to make my entrance!!!