Chapter 124

“No, no, no colon cleansing, no…” Mayumi screamed as he underwent colon cleansing.

　　 “What do you mean, ‘no’?” she replied. Mayumi closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Naoya began to push further in.

　　 “Ah, ahh, oh…” Mayumi bit her lip and cried.

　　 The flesh next to my buttocks felt like something was vibrating there, and all I could do now was internally react.

　　 “How was it? Feeling alright? It would be so nice for a woman like you to get a colon cleanse.”

　　 Naoya looked at Mayumi, who was sullen and crying, and pushed the enema syringe inside.

　　 “Vulgar, vulgar, ahh, what? It’s in, it’s in…”

　　 “No, no, don’t go in!” Mayumi knew that what was being pushed in was cyclophosphamide, and she started crying again. She thought about how men and women always did this kind of thing when they came into contact.

　　 Shi Jiang watched as Zhiye pushed his hand in, while also looking at Mayumi’s bare vulva.

　　 “Yes, madam, I’m teaching you a colon cleansing technique. Was it comfortable?”

　　 As Shi Jiang spoke, he kept pushing and resting, only pushing in a portion of the tube.

　　 Mayumi opened his mouth and cried out in anger.

　　 “Keep going, ah, oh dear. Stop right now!” Mayumi pleaded, head bowed.

　　 “Quick, quick… This is the only way. This is the only way I can do it.” Naoya pushed the tip of the tube in a little further, just a little bit more.

　　 “Ugh, wow, amazing, that’s incredible!” Mayumi roared like a madman, his whole body covered in sweat. His left leg, which was suspended in the air, had his toes curling inward.

　　 “Madam, no matter how much you cry, you still have to play,” Shi Jiang said.

　　 The injected ruciferine solution began to gurgle as it entered my lower abdomen.

　　 “Mmm, mmm, haven’t you finished washing your intestines yet? Ah, ahh…” Shi Jiang chuckled, the effects weren’t yet fully taking hold. The reaction from her lower abdomen to her breasts would be even stronger, bringing even greater pleasure.

　　 The intense pain felt like defecating, a desperate urge to go. After the second cycle, the urge to defecate would intensify even further. “Ah, ah, what is this? It’s so hard, so uncomfortable…”

　　 The thought of defecating resulted in it flowing out of Mayumi’s plump buttocks.

　　 “No, what are you doing? It’s all leaking out…” Naoya pushed the tube away, laughing.

　　 “Hmm… Mayumi likes colon cleansing; he feels so much better afterward.”

　　 “Yes, she’s willing to let Jun cleanse her intestines, like a sow.” Naoya pushed all the ruciferine solution in at once.

　　 As he pulled out the enema syringe, Shi Jiang plugged it with his fingertip. Then he started playing with Mayumi’s vagina again.

　　 “Ah, ah, no, don’t touch me!”

　　 “Don’t touch it, just bear with it.”

　　 Shi Jiang cruelly inserted his fingers inside.

　　 “Ugh, it hurts…no!”

　　 “No, quickly pull the rope open!”

　　 Mayumi cried out and screamed, his whole body beginning to spasm.

　　 “Young Master, don’t be so fast with your ‘magic wolf’ act.”

　　 Shi Jiang touched Mayumi’s face with his hand, trying to bend over while his left leg remained hanging there. He looked like a dog with one paw raised.

　　 “Ah, what a mess this is…” Mayumi was utterly embarrassed.

　　 Naoya then went to play with the fluid that was flowing from her lower body.

　　 “Hahaha, Madam, Young Master, this is how it is when men and women play together.”

　　 “No, don’t do that kind of thing, don’t!”

　　 Naoya knew perfectly well that he was just toying with her body. Mayumi simply couldn’t bear it.

　　 “Oh no! He’s my child! How could you do this to me?”

　　 Mayumi thrashed about violently, desperately moving his waist, while also feeling an urgent urge to defecate.

　　 “They’re not her biological child. Madam and Young Master aren’t of the same blood, hahaha… What’s wrong with Young Master playing around with you?”

　　 “Madam’s asshole is so fun, Zhixiao, right? Your little hole is for Daddy’s exclusive use.”

　　 “Your asshole is mine exclusively.”

　　 “What…how could you do that…”

　　 “It’s alright, young master, do you really like madam’s anus?”

　　 Naoya hugged Mayumi’s waist from behind and started playing again.

　　 “No, no, don’t play with my butt…” Mayumi felt particularly scared.

　　 Mayumi felt as if something like a jewel was cutting into her flesh, she thought desperately.

　　 “No! You beast, you beast!”

　　 “Playing with her asshole is my favorite thing, and I’m very confident in it.”

　　 “Ouch, it hurts! It hurts so much, you beast!”

　　 He was like a man engulfed in flames, forcefully thrusting it in as deep as possible.

　　 “Hurry up, go in, go in, let me enjoy it to my heart’s content, let it flow out, Mom,” Naoya said to his mother.

　　 Mayumi cried out in anguish, as if a strong wind were howling outside.

　　 The next day, Mayumi got up very late. Naoya and Shige also got up very late. Shige didn’t get up until lunchtime.

　　 “Madam, the young master is fine. He loves giving you an enema and playing with your anus a few times.” Shi Jiang said this without even realizing it, and still blushed.

　　 “The young master said you flirted with him all night. Hahaha, do you understand?” Shi Jiang threatened.

　　 Shi Jiang’s words were pre-arranged with Zhi Ye. Yu Yan wouldn’t believe Mayumi’s words. Hearing Shi Jiang’s words, Mayumi was at a loss. She couldn’t help but be afraid of her husband, so she remained silent. Tonight, her husband Yu Yan returned from his business trip. Mayumi hesitated, unsure of what to do. She thought she should observe her husband’s expression first. Her husband, Yu Yan, entered the room. He smiled at Zhi Ye first, then gently kissed Mayumi’s cheek. Zhi Ye seemed to be in a dream, saying nothing to Yu Yan. Yu Yan looked at his wife and felt something was wrong with her.

　　 “What’s wrong, Mayumi? Are you feeling unwell?”

　　 Mayumi turned his face away and said it was nothing.

　　 “You…” Mayumi said, turning his face away while licking his lips and smiling.

　　 “What’s wrong? You look so pale.”

　　 “It’s nothing, just a little tired.”

　　 Mayumi seemed unsure of herself, hesitant to speak, and forced a smile. How could she talk about those things? Naoya had his bowels cleansed, and several times he had played with her vagina, making Mayumi fawn over Naoya.

　　 Mayumi thought that Naoya had put drugs in the whiskey. How could that be? It was infuriating.

　　 “Tomohiko, you’re not feeling well, your lower back is a little sore and numb. Are you starting to recover?”

　　 Mayumi walked into the restaurant’s wine cabinet, and Naoya followed him in.

　　 “Mom, I’ll make some simple dishes and drinks.” The voice calling for her mother was ignored by the woman in plain clothes.

　　 Naoya hummed a little tune as he walked away with the plate. He was like a monster. Looking at this innocent and lively child, no one could believe he could have done such a cruel thing last night. Naoya held a sausage in his hand and stuck it into Mayumi’s buttocks, making Mayumi extremely embarrassed.

　　 “No, no, no!”

　　 “Don’t make a sound, or Daddy will hear you.” Naoya said, while stroking Mayumi’s bottom.

　　 “Ugh, I’m telling your dad!”

　　 “Hehe, don’t tell. Dad can’t know about yesterday.”

　　 Naoya knew his father was sitting there properly, and Mayumi hadn’t told Tomohiko anything. Mayumi pushed his hand away, resisting in a low voice, starting to get a little bolder.

　　 Yu Yan saw Naoya in the mirror near the liquor cabinet, his hands stroking Mayumi’s buttocks.

　　 “Hey, you beast…”

　　 Mayumi seemed not to hear her husband’s words and moved to walk out.

　　 “Mom, the food is delicious.”

　　 Naoya pinched her buttocks from behind.

　　 “Ah, no, please.” Mayumi whispered, pushing Naoya’s hand away.

　　 “Let’s show Dad the photos.”

　　 “This is a record of what we did yesterday. During the enema and acupuncture, Shi Jiang took these photos to keep as a memento.”

　　 The husband watched the ball game on TV. Naoya muttered to himself as he stroked Mayumi’s bare buttocks.

　　 “No, don’t touch it.”

　　 It seemed as if her husband hadn’t seen it.

　　 Why are you completely naked? Is this how you act in front of Dad?

　　 Thank you, hehe, for letting me fuck your asshole and even hanging your legs up for you, Mom.

　　 “No, that won’t do, not with your butt…”

　　 Mayumi tried to escape, her thighs tightly closed, trying to cover her buttocks, but she couldn’t get away. Naoya’s hands continued to play with her plump, white buttocks. Mayumi felt a surge of despair and wanted to die. It felt as if the flesh on her buttocks was being cut off with a knife. Her lower body was trembling. Although she kept her thighs tightly closed, Naoya forced his hands inside her from behind. He forcefully inserted his fingers into Mayumi’s vagina.

　　 “It would be nice if Mom let me play with her.” He started with one finger, then used two fingers to forcefully insert into her vagina, but it felt like he wasn’t inserting it deep enough.

　　 “Mom, this is a sausage. Wouldn’t it be nice to use this sausage to stick it in your mouth?”

　　 He whispered, “How about Mom puts the sausage up your ass?”

　　 Naoya took a sausage from the frying pan; it was still hot.

　　 So he inserted the still-warm sausage into Mayumi’s hole.

　　 “Ah, ah, hot…” Mayumi cried out through gritted teeth, enduring the intense pain from the burning sensation in his intestines.

　　 “What’s wrong, Mayumi?” Her husband, Tomohiko, who was watching the game, came over and asked.

　　 “It’s nothing, I just got burned by the oil in the frying pan.”

　　 At this moment, she brought the dishes and wine to the table. Dining with her husband, Mayumi was filled with grief and indignation, but outwardly she appeared calm.

　　 Tomohiko seemed completely unsuspecting, laughing as he drank his whiskey. He never imagined that his wife would be played by Naoya.

　　 “I’m so happy, and I’m so grateful to Mom and Dad.” Naoya said in a cheerful and innocent tone, while watching Mayumi’s reaction and pushing the intestines towards her with his hand.

　　 “Haha, Naoya. Mom says Naoya’s a good boy, so Dad can go to work without worry.”

　　 “Yes, when Dad is away on a business trip, I listen to Mom very well.”

　　 That night, as soon as Yu-yan got into bed, he pulled Mayumi close, undressed her, and wanted to play with her, kissing her. He stuck his thick tongue into her mouth, pushing it in forcefully, as if trying to tear her mouth open. Mayumi held Yu-yan tightly with both hands.

　　 Then Yu-yan began to caress her two large, white breasts. He sucked on them alternately with his mouth like a child nursing, and Mayumi would occasionally let out soft, lustful moans, which further aroused Yu-yan.

　　 To satisfy his frustration at being away from his beloved wife on a business trip and unable to be intimate with her, Yu-yan wanted to indulge himself. So he spread Mayumi’s legs apart, pried open her vulva with his fingers, licked it up and down with his tongue, and then inserted his tongue into her vagina.

　　 As her husband played with her like that, Mayumi would occasionally moan, “Ah, it feels so good! Hurry, go in! I want it, I want your cock!”

　　 Unable to contain his excitement, Yu-yan lifted Mayumi’s legs and placed them on his shoulders. Holding her buttocks with both hands, he inserted his thick, wooden penis into his new wife’s vagina. Yu-yan’s penis was typically 24.5 centimeters long and 10 centimeters thick for an Asian man. Upon penetration, Mayumi cried out, simultaneously thinking that she would soon be engaging in two different kinds of erotic activities with Yu-yan and his son, and a mixture of joy and anxiety welled up within her.

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　　Chapter 53

　　 I fucked my daughter’s three beautiful holes in one night.

　　 I fucked my daughter’s three beautiful holes in one night.

　　 Last summer, my daughter’s mother and I officially signed the divorce papers, and I officially began my life as a single man. Thankfully, the court awarded custody of our daughter to me, so I won’t feel too lonely at home. My daughter is very sensible; she never throws tantrums or makes demands like other children. But I always feel that as a father, I’ve failed her a lot, so I always try my best to make her happy, which makes me feel incredibly happy. Seeing her happy smile always gives me a special sense of accomplishment.

　　 Before I knew it, my daughter had turned fifteen. While she wouldn’t be considered a stunning beauty, she was certainly a graceful young woman, especially with her large breasts, which she inherited from her mother. Sometimes, even I felt a strong urge to fondle them, especially at night when I was lonely and restless, tossing and turning, often reaching orgasm in the fantasy of raping my daughter, only to be filled with remorse afterward.

　　 I got home from work late that night and saw the light still on in my daughter’s room. I suddenly wanted to see her sleeping, and I also wanted to kiss her forehead as usual; that would make me so happy. Not wanting to disturb her rest, I quietly went to her room. Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw her reading, seemingly engrossed in a book. So I gently pushed the door open. She seemed startled and shoved the book under the covers. I said, “What are you reading? Aren’t you going to sleep?” She said, “I’m going to sleep now, I’m not reading anything, I’m not reading anything.” Her chest heaved rapidly, captivating me. I also noticed her face was flushed, the very image of a young woman in the throes of first love. Seeing this, my heart skipped a beat, and I thought to myself, “My daughter has really grown up. I wonder who she’ll end up with.” Thinking this, I said to my daughter, “Hurry up and cover yourself with the blanket. Aren’t you going to sleep? You have class tomorrow. Sleeping so late, you might not be able to get up.” My daughter secretly glanced at me and said, “Okay, I’m going to sleep now. Dad, you should go to sleep too. You have work tomorrow. Take care of yourself.” Hearing my daughter’s considerate words, I felt that my daughter still cared for me the most. My daughter is so good. I left my daughter’s room, but what book was she reading? Was she studying? A novel? Could it be something erotic? I decided to find that book tomorrow morning after my daughter left.

　　 The next morning, my daughter woke up very early. After breakfast, I drove her to school, making sure to tidy her backpack. It was heavy, but there weren’t any odds and ends. I figured she must have hidden the book in her bedroom. After dropping her off, I rushed home. When I got to her bedroom, I hesitated. Should I go in and look through it? What if she found out? How would we get along then? She wouldn’t trust me anymore, and might even distance herself from me. But another voice told me I had to go in and see what she had done the night before. It was necessary to prevent her from going astray.