Li Wei wakes up in a strange body, confronting a world of unfamiliar martial arts and sexual customs. His future wife, Mei Ling, gives herself to another man, plunging him into a whirlwind of jealousy, desire, and confusion.
The world around him is alien, a tapestry of martial arts and spirit beasts that unfolds before his eyes with overwhelming intensity. He awakens in a body not his own, inhabiting the skin of a respected son-in-law, a man whose name still resonates with admiration on the lips of others. His name is Li Wei, though he doesn't feel like one. His mind, an intruder in this alien body, struggles to understand the rules of this new universe.
The room surrounding him is spacious and luxurious, with silks and carved woods that speak of a wealth that does not belong to him. Sunlight filters through the silk curtains, illuminating the delicate figure of a young woman sitting on the edge of the bed. It is his future wife, Mei Ling, whose beauty is as ethereal as that of a lotus flower floating in a pond. She wears only a pair of white panties, her smooth, pale skin contrasting with the darkness of her raven hair.
Li Wei approaches with silent steps, feeling the strangeness of this body that is now his. He kneels before her, taking a small jade spoon to gently feed her. The gesture is tender, almost intimate, but he can't help but feel like an imposter. Mei Ling smiles, her full red lips curving in an expression of gratitude. Her deep brown eyes look at him with a mixture of shyness and desire that unsettles him.
At that moment, the door whispers open, and a servant enters the room. He is a young man, with strong features and a slender but muscular body. His presence is electric, and Li Wei immediately notices the erection bulging beneath his clothes, dripping with semen as if ready to burst at any moment. The servant approaches with a confidence bordering on insolence, his eyes fixed on Mei Ling with an intensity that makes Li Wei's stomach churn.
In this world, sex is a normal activity for wives, a custom Li Wei still doesn't fully understand. Mei Ling is no exception. The servant flirts shamelessly, his voice husky and seductive as he leans over her. She, though shy, seems to respond to his call. Her cheeks tinge with a rosy blush, and her hands move nervously, as if she wants to resist but can't.
"My lady," the servant murmurs, his warm breath brushing Mei Ling's ear, "will you allow me to please you?"
She lowers her gaze, her long eyelashes fluttering as she nods slowly. Li Wei feels a knot in his stomach, a mix of jealousy and curiosity that keeps him rooted to the spot. It is not his desire, but hers, that guides this moment. Mei Ling rises gracefully, her white panties the only obstacle between her body and the world. She climbs on top of the servant, her legs wrapping around his waist as he holds her easily.
"Please," she whispers, her voice pleading, "make me yours. I want... I want to be pregnant."
The words are like a dagger in Li Wei's heart. It's not his child she desires, but another man's. And yet, something stirs in him, a mixture of arousal and confusion that compels him to act. He climbs onto the bed, his hands trembling as he unbuttons his pants. He begins to masturbate, his gaze fixed on the scene unfolding before him.
Mei Ling and the servant kiss passionately, their tongues tangling in an erotic dance that makes Li Wei gasp. The servant lays her down on the bed, his nimble hands undoing her panties as she moans in anticipation. Her pussy is large and wet, the swollen, pink lips inviting penetration. Li Wei moves closer, her heart pounding as she grabs a bottle of lube from the nightstand.
"No condom," he murmurs, his voice husky as he applies lubricant to the servant's member. "Do it without protection."
The servant nods, his gaze filled with gratitude as he positions himself between Mei Ling's legs. She greets him with a moan, her hands gripping the sheets as he slowly penetrates her. The sound of flesh entering flesh is obscene, primal, and Li Wei feels mesmerized. Mei Ling's body moves against the servant's, their hips colliding in an ancient, filthy rhythm.
"Harder," she moans, her eyes closed as her face contorts with pleasure. "Harder, please."
The servant obeys, his thrusts becoming more brutal, more primitive. The bed creaks under his weight, and Mei Ling's moans fill the room like an obscene melody. Li Wei masturbates frantically, his gaze fixed on the union of their bodies. He feels part of it, a spectator who, in some way, also participates in this forbidden act.
The climax hits like a wave, washing over everything in its path. Mei Ling screams, her body arching as the servant spills inside her, his hot cum filling her completely. Li Wei cums almost at the same time, his cum splattering onto the sheet as he watches his fiancée's body relax, satisfied and complete.
Their breathing slows, the air heavy and laden with desire. Li Wei sits up in bed, his mind reeling as he watches Mei Ling, whose face is set in a contented smile. The servant bows, his cock still dripping as he leaves the room.
"Who am I?" Li Wei murmurs, his voice barely a whisper. "A husband, an observer, or simply a lost soul in a strange body?"
The answer doesn't come, suspended in the air like the semen that still shines on Mei Ling's skin. She opens her eyes, her gaze meeting his, and for a moment, Li Wei sees something in her expression he can't decipher. Is it gratitude, desire, or something deeper? The question remains unanswered, lost in the complexity of this world he doesn't yet fully understand.