The Cuckold’s Lush Estate (Fan Edition) by Akamashi

Deep in the summer night, the vast Chang'an City, shrouded in darkness, lay like an ancient colossal beast coiling on the Guanzhong plain. From afar, it evoked a sense of awe and lament. At this very moment, within a spacious residence in Yong'an Ward of Chang'an City, the moans of a woman pierced the darkness of the summer night. These moans were at times joyous, at times seemingly pained, at times like a tender sob, sometimes even mixed with the woman's soft whispers and giggles. The bone-numbing, exhilarating moans waxed and waned, intermittently gnawing at the nerves of anyone who heard them.

These deeply sensual, bone-chilling moans emanated from the master bedroom of this residence. Peering through the cracks in the window, one would discover a voluptuous young madam, fair-skinned and exquisite, being fiercely thrust into by two dark-skinned Kunlun Slaves, whose complexions were darker than charcoal. The fragrant couch beneath the trio, covered in vivid red bedding, seemed on the verge of collapsing, emitting creaking sounds with their every movement. The two large hands of the Kunlun Slave beneath the young madam gently kneaded and caressed her thighs, while vigorously thrusting his thick penis up and down within her flower hole. The other Kunlun Slave pressed against the young madam's smooth back, his equally large penis inserted into her chrysanthemum hole, savagely violating her rear entrance. His hands, meanwhile, wrapped around the young madam's pearly white and fleshy body, forcefully kneading her two tender, rounded, ample breasts. The two crimson points on her ample breasts were his particular focus; his four rough fingers continuously pinched and squeezed these crimson buds, causing the fleshy young madam to softly whimper amidst her constant moans.

Before long, both Kunlun Slaves simultaneously drove their thick penises deep into the voluptuous young madam's body, trembling violently. A copious amount of cloudy, thick yang essence instantly surged into the young madam's flower palace and soft intestines. One gush! Two gushes! Three gushes—until nine gushes of thick semen were discharged before finally ceasing! The young madam, stimulated by this fierce seminal drenching, raised her head and cried out loudly!

But the moment the young madam raised her head, I discovered that she was none other than my wife, Li Ying!

"Ah!!!" I screamed, bolting upright. But what greeted me was a room identical to the one in the dream, only without the nightmarish scene.

"Ah? Husband, what's wrong? Did you have another nightmare?" As I was still relieved that it was just a dream, a soft, tender body pressed against my back. A gentle voice pulled me back to reality.

"Mm, I'm sorry to have worried you, Madam. Your husband is fine." I wiped the cold sweat from my brow and replied, "Madam should rest early."

Without another word to the beautiful woman behind me, I put on my shoes, got out of bed, draped on my outer garment, and left the room.

My name is Wu Tao. That's right, I transmigrated. Just a month ago, I transmigrated to the eighth year of Zhenguan in the Great Tang Dynasty due to a work accident! I never understood why heaven chose me to transmigrate! In my previous life, I was just an ordinary person, from birth to adulthood to marriage, nothing special. If I had to say anything special, there were only two points: First, I was an engineering student, and I even won national awards for my inventions. Second, I had a beautiful and sexy wife, with a voluptuous figure, the kind of fleshy woman. What drove me craziest was that, as a foot fetishist, my wife's tender, delicate jade feet were truly inexhaustible for me. Every time we made love, I would focus my tongue on those jade feet, and footjobs were a regular occurrence. By the end, my wife's footjob technique had been developed by me to rival an AV actress!

Actually, my wife and I had a secret: we had been married for five years without children. It wasn't that we had physical problems; it was because of my work. As a man who often traveled for business, I was simply too little available to care for my wife and family. This also led to us spending more time apart than together. Moreover, when we first decided to be together, her parents, who later became my in-laws, disagreed, believing I wasn't good enough for their daughter. After all, I was just an ordinary office worker, while my wife had stayed at the university to work after graduating with excellent grades. However, because of my wife's persistence, we still got married, which made me feel that I had always owed her.

So, soon after we got married, before I went on business trips, I would jokingly tell my wife that if she couldn't stand the loneliness while I was away, she could find a man to play with. And my wife would blush and respond with a "Pah!" or "Get out of here!" But as our marriage and ages grew, my wife also became more open. She would no longer respond with a "Pah!" or "Get out of here!" Instead, she would say, "Alright! Then I'll find a black man, just like the black man you showed me in that Blacked movie. That black dick is much bigger than yours! Humph! Just go, while you're gone, I'll go to our school and find a black exchange student to live in our house. During the day, he'll eat your food and use your things, and at night, he'll fuck your wife on your bed, fuck your beloved wife's beautiful little feet, and even cum thick semen all over them! Hahahaha~~"

During business trips, whenever I had free time, I would also text my wife, teasingly asking her how many black exchange students she had found to fuck her. And my wife would respond by saying she had found several, sandwiching her between them on our marital bed, beneath our wedding photo, fucking her slutty cunt and asshole until she was incontinent, and always cumming inside!

Every time I heard my wife say that, my lower body would instantly become rock hard, wishing I could rush home and pin her down on the bed to violently fuck her dry!

Later, we weren't satisfied with just verbal teasing, so I often used Photoshop to edit images of Blacked actresses, replacing their faces with my wife's, and then showing them to her when we made love. I found that as soon as my wife saw my edited images, her moans would become exceptionally loud, and her orgasms would come especially quickly and intensely. She would even intersperse her moans with dirty words she had never used before, especially one AV actress named Valentina Nappi. This woman's figure was very similar to my wife's, both voluptuous and fleshy. Combined with my Photoshopped images, my wife said that every time she saw a composite image based on her, it was like seeing another self, with an extremely strong sense of immersion.

But now... haha... everything has become a fleeting dream. As the footsteps of the Jinwu Guards on patrol echoed beyond the wall, my thoughts returned to reality. I don't know whether this inexplicable transmigration is a blessing or a curse. A blessing, because after transmigrating, I found that my wife in this world actually has the same name as my wife in the modern world, exactly the same: Li Ying. She is also twenty-eight years old, also married for five years, and her figure and appearance are also identical, simply a replica of my modern wife! Actually, my wife Li Ying's beauty isn't necessarily country-toppling, city-destroying; rather, she usually appears somewhat aloof. But her beauty has a charm that makes people "unconsciously associate her with the bed," making one want to immediately pull her onto the bed and violently ravage and fuck her. And this current Li Ying's jade feet are even more beautiful than in my previous life, if that's even possible! Her jade feet's skin is smooth, fair, and white, surpassing frost and snow! To the touch, they are like silk, incredibly smooth! Her entire jade foot is slender, yet not without fleshiness! The arch of her foot is like a crescent moon suspended in the air, with graceful curves! Especially those ten delicate, slender jade toes, round and tender, evenly proportioned from top to bottom! Her toenails are also lustrous and translucent white, with a hint of pink, alluringly moist! They are so beautiful, they hardly seem made for walking!

What's different from my wife in my previous life is that my current wife is unmatched in knitting and embroidery, her pair of jade hands are miraculously skillful, and the Hanfu and ornate clothing she creates are widely sought after in Chang'an City. Even Princess Changle, Li Lizhi, the Emperor Li Shimin's eldest legitimate daughter, is one of her admirers. The painting of a court lady currently hanging in my study was painted by Princess Changle herself, a token of gratitude for the exquisite court dress Li Ying made for her.

Although my wife in my previous life came from an ordinary family, my wife in this life comes from a prominent family. That being said, I haven't met my in-laws since transmigrating, and I don't know if their attitude towards me will be as difficult as in my previous life. I imagine they won't make things hard for me, after all, Li Ying's parents are martial artists. Her father, my current father-in-law, is the renowned "Thunder God" Li Hong in the martial arts world. His 'Falling Thunder Fist,' a powerful and unrestrained style, is his unique skill. Although my father-in-law is over fifty, his body is as hard as iron, and combined with his unique martial arts, he is unmatched in the martial arts world. My mother-in-law, Yu Xiarong, is even ranked eighth on the so-called "Ten Beauties of Heroines List," and her 'Thousand Flower Needles' hidden weapon technique is truly perfected, earning her the title "Flying Flower Fairy." Although my mother-in-law Yu Xiarong is already forty-three, I don't know what special secret technique she possesses, but she maintains herself like a young madam in her twenties, with a slender and graceful physique. Coupled with her appearance, which closely resembles the modern actress Chen Shu, this so-called "Ten Beauties of Heroines List" seems to speak the truth. It's just that my wife didn't inherit her parents' martial arts, I don't know why. Otherwise, with Li Ying's aloof appearance, voluptuous figure, and perfect jade feet, she could definitely rank within the top five on the "Ten Beauties of Heroines List"!

As for my own background, my memories are fragmented and incomplete, perhaps due to the chaos of transmigration. I only remember having inherited peerless medical skills, and my acupuncture technique is particularly adept. I opened a medical clinic in Chang'an's bustling East Market, and my family is quite well-off. After all, this spacious residence in Yong'an Ward was earned through my medical practice. It has everything—pavilions, towers, water pavilions, and gardens. There are nearly twenty servants and maids in the mansion. Moreover, I vaguely recall that I am even a close friend and fellow Taoist of the Immortal Sun Simiao.

However, as the ancient saying goes: Calamity is man's blessing; blessing is man's calamity.

After the blessing comes the calamity! Speaking of this calamity, I grit my teeth in hatred! Because after transmigrating, I discovered that the penis of this body's original owner is actually an infant's root! Its erect length is only three inches!

This meant that when I had intercourse with my wife, she had to be on top, because I couldn't even penetrate her in the normal position. As for doggy style, I could barely get the glans in! The most critical thing was that even in missionary position, after penetrating, I would ejaculate in less than twenty thrusts! For the past month, I've tried many self-prescribed medicines for conditioning, but to no avail. Fortunately, women in ancient times were taught the "Three Obediences and Four Virtues, husband as the wife's guide" from a young age. Otherwise, if this were in modern times, I would instantly be cuckolded! I must say, Li Ying's voluptuous figure is my favorite, but in this life, it has become my torment! This is precisely why I've been having nightmares since I transmigrated, suffering beyond words.

"Master? It truly is you. Why are you standing here?" A clear female voice came from behind me.

"It really is Master! Master, please return to your room quickly; Young Mistress will worry about you." Another graceful female voice also appeared behind me.

"Hmm? It's Lin'er and Ting'er. I'm fine, just had a nightmare and came out to calm myself. I'll be back soon." I turned around to find Li Ying's personal maidservants, Lin'er and Ting'er.

They were Li Ying's dowry maids, having been with her since childhood, and also my live-in maids. Their figures and appearances were beyond reproach. Lin'er was lively and adorable, while Ting'er was calm and elegant. Unfortunately, with this body, I could only look and nothing more. Moreover, that maid named Ting'er always had a hint of disdain in her eyes when she looked at me; I wondered if it was just my imagination.

"Mmm, Master has been having nightmares often lately. Young Mistress is very worried about you," Lin'er said, her face showing a trace of concern as she looked at me.

"Indeed," Ting'er said blandly, her face expressionless as she looked at me. "Young Mistress has also been taking us to Xingfu Temple to burn incense and pray recently, asking the Bodhisattvas to keep you safe. And Young Mistress has grown thin lately."

"Haha, is that so? You two have worked hard lately, and you've worried for me." I couldn't tell these two maids my inner thoughts, but Lin'er's words did bring me some comfort.

"It's nothing, nothing. As long as Master and Young Mistress are fine, that's enough," Lin'er said with a smile, bowing to me in a deep curtsy, while Ting'er simply nodded lightly.

After Lin'er and Ting'er left, I looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, my heart a mix of emotions. This truly was "Calamity is man's blessing; blessing is man's calamity."

On a summer night with twinkling stars and moon, the night wind gently blew, dispelling a trace of the day's heat. I stood under the moonlight in the backyard, my heart still racing. That nightmare felt so real—Li Ying sandwiched between two dark-skinned slaves, moaning wantonly, her face flushed, even shouting the vulgar words we used only in private teasing in my previous life.

An old locust tree in the backyard cast dappled shadows. My fingers unconsciously kneaded the corner of my clothes, replaying the dream's scenes. I gave a self-deprecating laugh; such nightmares were not new since I transmigrated into this body. Each time, it was the same content—my wife and black men, and I could only watch from the side.

"Master? Why are you standing here?" Lin'er's voice came from behind, interrupting my thoughts.

I turned and saw Li Ying's two personal maidservants. Lin'er wore a light green dress, with a few small flowers adorning her hair bun, her youthful vitality evident even in the night. Ting'er, on the other hand, wore a plain, crossover-collared gown, her hair simply tied up, her demeanor cool, and she stood behind Lin'er with an expressionless face.

"Is it that nightmare again?" Ting'er's voice carried no discernible emotion. "Young Mistress has been deeply worried about you lately." I noticed a flicker of disdain in her eyes when she said this, as if she was mocking me, her incompetent master.

"I'm fine," I forced myself to say calmly. "Just came out for some fresh air."

Lin'er stepped forward, saying with concern, "Master, Young Mistress has been going to Xingfu Temple daily to burn incense and pray, hoping to dispel your nightmares. If you continue like this, Young Mistress's health will also suffer."

My heart tightened. This body's penis was short and impotent, making me unable to satisfy Li Ying. Although she never complained, the memories from before transmigration and my physical sensations told me what would happen to a woman who was left unsatisfied for a long time.

"I'll go back now," I replied, but didn't move.

Ting'er seemed to see through my hesitation, and calmly said, "If Master is worried about Young Mistress, why not go see her? When we came out just now, Young Mistress was still awake." Her tone was calm, yet I felt a strange stirring.

Just as I was thinking, a gentle breeze swept by, lifting Ting'er's skirt and revealing a section of her fair ankle. In that instant, my throat unconsciously bobbed. As a foot fetishist, even in this situation, I still couldn't help but let my gaze linger on her delicate ankle for an extra second.

Ting'er seemed to notice my gaze, frowned slightly, and subtly stepped back half a pace, her skirt falling back down. I awkwardly averted my eyes, pretending to admire the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

"Master," Lin'er innocently broke the silence, "Young Mistress often says you never used to have nightmares, but they suddenly started half a month ago. Is there something unclean in the mansion?"

I chuckled wryly. There was nothing unclean; it was just the memories and desires brought by me, the transmigrator, at work. Those memories of cuckolding flirtation from the modern world were manifesting as nightmares in this ancient body.

"It's nothing," I sighed, "Perhaps too many patients at the clinic recently, making me tired."

Ting'er glanced at me, her eyes seeming to hold a deeper meaning: "If Master is tired, perhaps you should rest early. Young Mistress said that these past few days you have been especially… vigorous in the bedchamber." She suddenly stopped, as if realizing her slip of the tongue.

My face instantly flushed. So Li Ying actually discussed our bedchamber affairs with the maidservants? Was she complaining about my less-than-three-inch short member and less than fifteen minutes of time? Thinking of this, I was both ashamed and inexplicably excited. In the later world, words my wife used during our cuckolding flirtation echoed in my mind: "Look at your pathetic little dick, it can't even fill my little hole…"

"Master?" Lin'er looked at me in confusion.

I came back to my senses, finding my palms already beaded with sweat. "You two go back first; I'll be right there."

The two curtsied and withdrew. I noticed Ting'er's back was straight and aloof as she left, while Lin'er frequently looked back, her expression one of concern. After they were far away, I took a deep breath and looked up at the moon.

How was I to face the shortcomings of this new body? How could I satisfy my wife? According to my experience with my wife in the later world, the only solution was… I shook my head, temporarily suppressing the thought. That was the later world; this was the Tang Dynasty, strict in its moral codes. How could the two worlds be compared?

Yet, when I thought of Li Ying's body, identical to my wife's in the later world, those same jade feet that captivated me, and her unsatisfied expression in bed, my heart rate quickened again. Perhaps… perhaps I could try to introduce some elements from the later world? Like those games we played back then…

As night deepened, I collected my thoughts and slowly walked towards the inner chambers. No matter what, I should first go back and face my beautiful, yet possibly unsatisfied, wife.

I took a deep breath and slowly walked back into the inner chambers. The moment I pushed open the door, candlelight warmly spilled onto the bed. Li Ying half-leaned on the brocade quilt, her dark hair slightly disheveled, making her slightly weary face appear even more delicate and alluring. Seeing me enter, she immediately sat upright, her eyes filled with concern.

"Husband, you're back? Are nightmares troubling you again?" she asked softly, her voice carrying a sweet, weary hint.

"It's nothing; just some distracting thoughts at work," I walked to the bedside and sat down, smelling her light, elegant scent. "I've made Madam worry."

Li Ying reached out and gently placed her hand on the back of mine: "Husband has been preoccupied lately. Is there some difficulty at the clinic?"

"Everything is fine at the clinic, it's just that recently…" I hesitated, unsure how to begin. The dissolute times with my wife in the later world churned in my mind, a stark contrast to this well-behaved Tang Dynasty wife before me.

Li Ying seemed to sense my discomfort and gently said, "If Husband has something on his mind, why not tell your wife? Husband and wife are one; there's no need to hide anything."

"Do you think between us…" I paused, recalling the information Ting'er had inadvertently revealed, "Are you satisfied with our intimate affairs?"

A blush instantly crept up Li Ying's cheeks. She lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes trembling: "Husband, why do you say such a thing? Your concubine… your concubine is naturally satisfied."

"Ying'er," I called her by her pet name, a rarity, "Have you discussed our intimate affairs with Ting'er and Lin'er?"

Li Ying's body stiffened noticeably, her fingers unconsciously kneading the brocade quilt: "How did Husband know about this? Your concubine was just… just occasionally chatting with them."

My heart pounded, a mix of shame and an inexplicable excitement: "Then have you ever told them that I… that part of me isn't long enough?"

Li Ying suddenly looked up, a hint of moisture in her eyes: "Husband! How could your concubine say such a thing?" She gripped my hand, her voice trembling slightly, "Husband is already very good; your concubine has never had a single complaint."

I read concern in her eyes, but also a subtle, almost imperceptible avoidance. In that instant, my later-world wife's words on the bed echoed in my ears: "Your thing is too small; it can't satisfy me at all…"

"But I truly can't make you enjoy yourself fully, can I?" I asked with a bitter smile.

Li Ying bit her lower lip, seemingly pondering how to answer this sensitive question. Finally, she sighed softly, "Husband, not all couples prioritize that matter. Your concubine has been married to you for five years and has never had any dissatisfaction because of it."

She didn't directly answer my question, which only strengthened my conviction. I held her soft hand: "If one day, you desire more…"

"Husband!" she interrupted me in surprise, "What do you mean by this? Your concubine has no other thoughts."

"I just mean," I struggled to organize my words, trying to integrate modern ideas into the Tang Dynasty context, "If one day you feel I cannot satisfy you, I do not wish for you to suffer in silence because of it."

A hint of confusion flashed in Li Ying's eyes: "Husband's words today are strange. Could it be that nightmare affecting your mind?"

I didn't know how to explain, so I simply lay down beside her and wrapped my arm around her waist. "Perhaps. I just worry you'll feel wronged."

"Silly husband," she gently stroked my cheek, her eyes filled with tenderness, "Your concubine only has you in her heart; how could there be any talk of feeling wronged?"

I silently looked at her, and suddenly felt an impulse to throw back the brocade quilt. Li Ying gasped, but did not stop me. Beneath the sheer nightgown, her voluptuous figure was faintly visible, and my hand unconsciously stroked her leg.

"Husband, are you so eager tonight?" Her voice trembled slightly, trying to mask her nervousness with playful banter.

I didn't answer, but gently lifted one of her jade feet. The foot, smooth as jade, was flawless, and her toes were as delicate as spring bamboo shoots. My throat bobbed, and I said softly, "Ying'er, your feet are truly beautiful."

Li Ying was slightly stunned, then her face blushed even deeper: "Husband, why are you suddenly so interested in your concubine's feet?"

"I've always thought your feet were the most beautiful," I leaned down uncontrollably, placing a kiss on the back of her foot, "Every inch of them captivates me."

"Ah!" She let out a small cry, seemingly unaccustomed to such intimacy, yet she didn't withdraw her foot, merely trembling slightly, "Husband, this… this is improper."

I looked up at her, my eyes pleading: "Ying'er, tonight, could you allow me… just this?"

Li Ying bit her lip, her brow slightly furrowed, but she eventually nodded. My heart pounded. I carefully kissed every inch of her foot, my tongue gently licking. Though this body's male organ was short, its tongue was exceptionally flexible.

"Ah… Husband…" Li Ying's breathing gradually quickened, and soft moans escaped her lips. Her hands gripped the bedsheet; clearly, this was her first time experiencing such stimulation.

My tongue moved from her sole upwards, gently teasing her ankle, and delicate kisses spread along her calf. Li Ying's body visibly became more sensitive, trembling slightly, but she did not refuse.

"Ying'er, does it feel good?" I looked up and asked, my hands still caressing her jade feet.

"Mmm…" She nodded shyly, then shook her head, "This… this is not proper marital conduct."

"What's proper or not proper? As long as husband and wife are mutually enamored, it is the right path," I said, continuing to kiss her feet, feeling her slight tremors.

A hint of confusion flashed in Li Ying's eyes, but it was gradually replaced by intense lust. Her breathing became erratic, and her body involuntarily writhed. My hand moved up her leg, slipping beneath the sheer fabric, and felt a moist warmth.

"Husband…" she panted, her voice tinged with a plea, "Don't just… just play with your concubine's feet."

My heart suddenly raced; this sentence was exactly like what my later-world wife had said. I sat up, intending to remove my underpants, but was ashamed to find that my member was already erect, yet still small.

Noticing my embarrassment, Li Ying gently said, "Husband, no need to worry." She gently pulled my hand, guiding it to caress her private parts, "Your concubine is already… already very pleased."

My fingers explored the warm, wet orifice, carefully moving in and out. Li Ying's breathing grew more rapid, and her body swayed gently with my movements. I leaned down and kissed her lips, while my other hand continued to play with her jade feet.

"Ying'er, you're so wet here," I whispered in her ear, feeling her tremble.

"Husband…" She shyly closed her eyes, but did not stop my blunt words.

I sped up my fingers, feeling the contractions of her inner walls. Li Ying's moans gradually became louder, and her body tensed. Suddenly, she grabbed my arm violently, and after a tremor, she collapsed onto the bed, gasping for breath.

"Ying'er, you…" I looked at her in surprise, realizing she had reached orgasm.

"Husband… your concubine is so ashamed." Li Ying panted, her palm lightly covering her flushed cheeks, "I've never felt such… such an intense sensation."

My heart was filled with both joy and bitterness. Joy at being able to please my wife in a new way, and bitterness at my own inadequacy. Just as my thoughts were racing, Li Ying had already straddled me, and softly said, "Since Husband has made your concubine so comfortable, how can your concubine leave Husband alone in the empty room?"

Her slender hand untied my underpants, and she carefully grasped my erect, yet small, male organ. I turned my face away in shame, but she gently turned it back: "Husband, why be self-deprecating? Your concubine has never looked down on you."

Li Ying slowly lowered herself, enclosing my male organ within her. Due to her recent orgasm, she was incredibly wet inside, and I was instantly enveloped in warmth. She gently swayed her hips, each rise and fall bringing me immense pleasure.

"Husband, are you comfortable?" She leaned down, her hair scattering across my face, carrying a hint of fragrance.

"Mmm…" I couldn't help but moan softly, my hand caressing her buttocks, matching her rhythm.

"What exactly is Husband's nightmare?" Li Ying suddenly asked, her body still undulating, "Is there some unresolved knot in your heart?"

I froze, unsure how to answer. Was I to tell her that I dreamed of her being pleasured under a black slave? In the Tang Dynasty, strict in its moral codes, this would be tantamount to digging my own grave.

"It's nothing, just some distracting thoughts," I replied vaguely, my hands caressing her plump breasts, trying to change the subject.

Li Ying seemed to sense my avoidance but didn't press further, only quickened the pace of her hip movements. Pleasure surged like a tide, and I felt a tightening in my lower abdomen, knowing I couldn't hold on much longer.

"Ying'er, I'm about to…" I warned softly, but she didn't pull away; instead, she pressed down even harder.

A hot stream erupted, and I groaned, ejaculating inside her. Li Ying also trembled slightly, leaning on my chest, panting heavily.

"Husband," she said softly, her fingers gently stroking my cheek, "No matter what troubles you, I will stay by your side."

I gently embraced her, feeling her warmth and scent. Perhaps I should bravely face this new world instead of dwelling in the phantoms of the past. But how could the idea of cuckoldry and the fantasies of black men be realized in this morally rigid Tang Dynasty? My heart was both satisfied and empty, unsure where to go.

Li Ying quickly fell into a peaceful sleep in my arms, while I still tossed and turned, my thoughts churning like a tide.

Moonlight, like water, spilled through the window onto the bed, adding a hazy ambiguity to the room. Li Ying quickly fell into a deep sleep after her climax, her breathing even and long, her chest gently rising and falling with each breath. Looking at my wife's voluptuous figure, half-covered by the sheer nightgown, a wave of desire welled up in my heart again.

I lay quietly beside Li Ying, gazing at her peaceful sleeping face. Tonight's experience surprised me; it turned out that I could make her climax just with my tongue and fingers. This restored some of my confidence, but the underlying sense of dissatisfaction lingered. The memories of the cuckolding games with my wife from the later world refused to dissipate, and the desire to please my wife in more ways grew stronger.

"Maybe I can try more…" I murmured softly, my gaze falling on Li Ying's jade feet peeking out from under the quilt. Her feet, fair as jade, tender and smooth, looked exceptionally alluring in the moonlight. The graceful arch of her foot, the rounded heel, the delicate ankle—every part made my heart pound.

I carefully reached out and gently stroked the back of her foot. My fingers glided along the arch to her toes, feeling the delicate touch. My heart rate quickened, and the already slack member below me showed signs of becoming erect again.

Li Ying stirred lightly in her sleep, emitting a faint murmur, but did not wake up. I grew bolder, leaning down and pressing my lips to the back of her foot, gently kissing, my tongue carefully licking. Her jade feet carried a faint body scent, intoxicating me.

"Mmm…" Li Ying let out a soft moan, her slender jade feet trembling slightly beneath my lips. I paused my actions and looked up to observe her reaction. Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she felt something in her dream, but she still didn't wake.

I continued the teasing, my tongue dancing between her toes, gently sucking her pink, tender toes. Li Ying's breathing gradually quickened, and her soft moans increased. I clearly felt her body beginning to respond, but she remained immersed in a semi-conscious state.

"Husband… what are you doing…" She finally opened her hazy, sleep-filled eyes, her voice carrying laziness and confusion.

"Ying'er, I want to continue… wasn't it very comfortable just now?" My voice was low and seductive, my fingers still tracing patterns on the sole of her foot.

Li Ying's face flushed, though it was hard to tell in the moonlight, but her shyness was palpable. "But… but just now… and this isn't proper…"

"Not proper what?" I interrupted her, saying gently but firmly, "Between husband and wife, as long as there is mutual desire, what is improper?"

Li Ying bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded gently. A wave of joy surged in my heart. I leaned down and kissed her jade feet again, while softly coaxing, "Ying'er, why don't you try using your jade feet to comfort your husband…"

A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes: "Use… feet? How?"

"I'll teach you." I guided her to sit up, leaning against the headboard, then brought a small pillow to prop under her waist to make her posture more comfortable. I removed my underpants and knelt before her, gently lifting both her feet and placing them on my already erect member.

"Just like this, use the soles of your feet to gently rub…" I instructed her, my voice slightly hoarse with desire.

Li Ying's movements were initially clumsy and hesitant, the soles of her feet lightly touching my member, as if unsure how to proceed. I patiently guided her: "Bring both feet together, clamp it… yes, just like that…"

She gradually got the hang of it, her two jade feet clamping my small member, sliding gently up and down. The tender soles rubbing against my most sensitive part brought an unprecedented pleasure.

"Is this… alright?" Li Ying asked softly, her eyes holding both tentativeness and curiosity.

"It's wonderful… Ying'er's jade feet are so soft…" I panted, feeling the warmth and delicacy of her soles, "A little harder…"

Li Ying followed my instruction, her toes slightly curled, increasing the friction. Her movements gradually became smoother, her two jade feet sliding alternately up and down, occasionally using her toes to gently pinch my glans.

"Ah… Ying'er…" I couldn't help but moan, that pleasure far surpassing ordinary intercourse. My hands held her ankles, guiding her rhythm, while also admiring her flushed cheeks due to arousal.

"Husband… how does it feel?" Li Ying's voice was soft and curious, the shyness in her eyes gradually replaced by a novel excitement.

"Ying'er's jade feet are superior to a fairy's hands…" I sincerely praised, "Continue… just like that…"

Her foot movements became more confident, and she even began trying some techniques I hadn't taught her, cleverly teasing my sensitive spots with her toes. Whenever I let out a satisfied sigh, a hint of pride and excitement would flash in her eyes.

"Husband likes your concubine's feet very much?" Li Ying suddenly asked, her voice carrying a hint of playfulness.

"More than anything else…" I answered honestly, "Ying'er's jade feet are the most captivating marvel in the world."

A sly glint flashed in her eyes, and her foot movements deliberately slowed: "Then Husband must serve your concubine's jade feet well…"

I understood, leaned down, and while still receiving her footjob, also used my lips and tongue to worship her other jade foot. My tongue slid from heel to toe, meticulously attending to every inch of skin.

"Ah…" Li Ying couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her foot movements slightly chaotic from the pleasure, "Husband… there… it's very sensitive…"

I concentrated even more on licking her arch, feeling her tremble. Li Ying's breathing became more rapid, and her foot movements quickened accordingly. We pleased each other, both enjoying this novel and transgressive stimulation.

After a rapid footjob, I felt a tightening in my lower abdomen, knowing I was about to ejaculate. However, this time I didn't want it to end so quickly, so I stopped her movements.

"What's wrong, Husband?" Li Ying asked, confused.

"Ying'er, your husband wants to make you comfortable first…" I said, gently laying her down and spreading her legs.

"This… this isn't proper…" Li Ying tried to close her legs, but there was no longer much resistance in her tone.

"Between husband and wife, what is proper or not proper?" I firmly separated her legs, then lowered my head and kissed her inner thigh, "Ying'er, let your husband taste your flower nectar…"

Li Ying no longer resisted, only shyly covered her face with her hand. My lips and tongue moved along her inner thigh, finally reaching that already moist secret place. Gently parting the two petals, my tongue lightly touched the already slightly protruding clitoris.

"Ah!" Li Ying suddenly arched her body, letting out a gasp, "Husband… no… that part cannot… it's dirty…"

"Where on Ying'er's body is there anything dirty?" I said firmly, my tongue again lightly licking that sensitive clitoris, "Relax… just enjoy…"

Li Ying's resistance quickly melted away under my tongue technique. I meticulously attended to every inch of her sensitive spots with my lips and tongue, sometimes lightly licking her clitoris, sometimes delving deep into her vaginal canal. My experience from later generations gave me complete knowledge of the female body, knowing how to maximize her pleasure.

"Ah… Husband… this… it's too much…" Li Ying's voice was already laced with a crying tone, her body unconsciously twisting, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly.

I quickened the pace of my tongue, simultaneously inserting a finger to gently massage the sensitive spot inside her. Li Ying's moans grew higher pitched, and her body tensed more and more.

"No… Husband… I'm almost there… I can't… ah!" She suddenly cried out loudly, her entire body arching taut like a bow, then trembling violently. A warm liquid gushed out, soaking my chin.

I didn't stop immediately, but continued to lick gently, helping her prolong the afterglow of her orgasm. Li Ying's body still trembled slightly, her moans gradually turning into satisfied hums.

As her climax slowly subsided, I lifted my head, looking at her flushed cheeks and dazed eyes, my heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"Husband…" Li Ying whispered, her voice carrying an unprecedented softness and charm, "I've never felt… such an intense sensation…"

"Does Ying'er like it?" I lightly kissed her lower abdomen, moving upwards.

"Mmm…" She shyly nodded, reaching out to caress my cheek, "But Husband hasn't…"

Her gaze fell upon my still erect penis, which, though small, was hard as iron.

"Does Ying'er want to continue using your feet?" I asked, already having a plan in mind.

Li Ying nodded, actively sitting up and adjusting her posture to lean against the headboard. I straddled her, placing my penis between her clasped feet.

This time, her movements were much more skilled. Her delicate feet nimbly gripped my penis, sliding up and down, her toes occasionally lightly pinching the glans, bringing forth extreme pleasure.

"Ying'er learns so fast…" I praised, enjoying her service.

"Husband was so good to your humble servant just now… your humble servant naturally must repay you…" Li Ying's voice carried a hint of playfulness, her gaze fixed on my eyes, "Husband likes your beautiful feet, don't you?"

"I like them… I like them too much…" I answered honestly, "Ying'er's feet surpass all the beautiful jade in the world…"

"Then if Husband ever wants them in the future, just tell your humble servant…" Her foot movements quickened, "Your humble servant's feet are always ready for Husband…"

These words acted like an aphrodisiac. My breathing grew more rapid, my lower abdomen tightened, knowing I was about to reach my peak.

"Ying'er… I'm going to cum…" I gasped, warning her.

"Cum…" Li Ying said softly, her foot movements more skillfully stimulating my sensitive areas, "Cum on your humble servant's feet…"

Hearing this, I could no longer hold back. With a muffled grunt, semen spurted out, landing on her pristine jade feet. The milky fluid slowly flowed down the backs of her feet, a scene both decadent and beautiful.

"Ah…" I let out a long breath, feeling the intense afterglow.

Li Ying looked at her semen-stained jade feet, a flicker of shyness crossed her face, but she showed no disgust. I picked up a nearby handkerchief, ready to wipe her clean, but she gently stopped me.

"Husband…" She hesitated for a moment, her voice almost inaudible, "Do you… want to see your humble servant… lick them clean herself?"

I froze, unable to believe my ears. These words were exactly what my wife in the modern world had said in bed. Did she also have similar thoughts? Or could it be that Tang Dynasty women, when aroused, would also have such bold ideas?

"You…" I was speechless for a moment.

Li Ying seemed to sense my shock and quickly explained, "Your humble servant just… thought Husband might like it… If it's improper, your humble servant shouldn't have mentioned it…"

"No, I like it very much…" I quickly said, my heart pounding, "I just didn't expect Ying'er to think that way…"

Li Ying smiled shyly, "Your humble servant doesn't know why I had such a thought… it seemed to be due to a moment of arousal… If Husband doesn't mind…"

As she spoke, her soft body leaned forward, lifting a semen-stained foot to her lips, extending her tender pink tongue tip, and carefully licking the milky fluid. Her gaze remained on me, as if confirming my reaction.

Seeing this scene, my lower abdomen tensed again. My penis, having just been relieved, actually showed signs of rising again. Li Ying's actions were too bold, completely out of line with Tang Dynasty moral strictures, yet they hit exactly the spot in my heart.

"Ying'er…" My voice was hoarse with arousal, "You are truly too beautiful…"

Li Ying's face flushed, but she didn't stop her actions. She earnestly licked her foot, taking every drop of milky fluid into her mouth, then swallowing it. The scene was both decadent and sacred, utterly captivating me.

"Does Husband like your humble servant like this?" she asked after licking one foot clean, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"I like it too much…" I sincerely praised, "Ying'er, you are truly the best wife in all the world…"

Hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes. She then lifted her other foot and continued her "cleaning" work. I watched this scene with fascination, my heart full of pleasant surprise and gratitude. Perhaps, although this body of mine has its flaws, through my experience from later generations, I can still satisfy my wife and even develop pleasures she has never experienced before.

When Li Ying finished licking the last drop of semen, her eyes were completely filled with the color of lust. Her voluptuous body was faintly visible beneath the sheer gauze, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Ying'er, you… why are you suddenly so bold?" I couldn't help but ask, still somewhat incredulous.

Li Ying lightly bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, then softly said, "Husband, your humble servant doesn't know why… Tonight, after such intimacy with you, many thoughts I've never had before have sprung up in my heart… It's as if another self has awakened within my body…"

These words sent a shock through my heart. Could it be that there was truly some mysterious connection between Li Ying in this body and my wife in the modern world? Otherwise, how could they be so similar, even their reactions and preferences in bed so identical?

"Ying'er, if you have any thoughts, just tell your husband." I gently stroked her cheek, speaking sincerely, "Between us as husband and wife, there's no need to hide anything."

Li Ying nodded and leaned into my embrace. We lay there, holding each other. Her breathing gradually evened out, and she soon fell asleep again. I, however, gazed at the moonlight outside the window, my mind racing with thoughts.

This night's experience gave me hope. Perhaps in this Tang Dynasty, with its strict moral codes, I could gradually guide my wife to accept those "games" from later generations. I just didn't know what her reaction would be when it truly involved other men, especially those two Kunlun slaves. My heart was a mix of anticipation and apprehension, yet also faintly excited.

Li Ying lightly snuggled against my chest in her sleep, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. I gently kissed her forehead and slowly closed my eyes. What lay ahead tomorrow, I would think about tomorrow.

The summer night breeze gently blew through the window lattice into the study, bringing a touch of coolness. I tiptoed out of the inner chamber where I had slept with Li Ying and came to this study, filled with the fragrance of ink. A copper oil lamp burned on the desk, its light not particularly bright, but sufficient to illuminate the secret record I was about to make.

The furnishings in the study were simple yet tasteful—a painting of court ladies gifted by Princess Changle hung on the wall, various medical books and precious medicinal herb samples were arranged on the desk, and shelves in the corner neatly held various classics. This was my place for thought and work, but tonight it would bear the record of my most secret desires.

I sat before the desk, taking a deep breath, savoring the lingering aftertaste of the intimacy I had just shared with Li Ying. My fingertips still seemed to retain the soft touch of her jade feet, and my tongue tip felt as if it could still taste the sweet essence of her private parts. I lightly licked my dry lips, recalling that incredible moment—Li Ying actually actively licked the semen I had ejaculated onto her feet, showing not the slightest disgust!

"This is certainly not typical behavior for a Tang Dynasty woman…" I murmured to myself, simultaneously taking out a special booklet hidden in a secret compartment. I had never shown this booklet to anyone; it was for recording confidential medical cases and personal reflections. Now, it would record my most private sexual fetishes and plans as a transmigrator.

Grinding the ink and taking up the brush, I wrote the date of this night on the paper, then began to record:

"Summer, the eighth year of Zhenguan. Overnight, I seemed to discover a new world. Ying'er surprisingly reacted so strongly to foot stimulation, and unlike ordinary women, she was not shy about trying new methods of lovemaking. The footjob made her endlessly curious; my three-inch member found such pleasure under her feet. Most unbelievably, she actually actively licked my semen, showing no disgust at all. Such behavior is rare even in later generations, and utterly unimaginable in the Tang Dynasty, with its strict moral codes."

I paused my writing, recalling Li Ying's lust-filled eyes tonight and her words, "It's as if another self has awakened." I continued to write:

"Ying'er said that another self seemed to awaken within her. Is there some mysterious connection between this and my transmigration experience? Apart from their identical appearance and physique, my modern wife and the present Ying'er even have similar reactions in bed. Most perplexing is that the 'green hat game' I played with my wife in later generations now appears repeatedly as a dream-like scenario. If I can guide Ying'er to accept such play, perhaps it can resolve the knot in my heart…"

As I wrote this, a strange heat stirred in my lower abdomen again. Imagining Li Ying being serviced by the Kunlun slaves Zaha and Abu, sandwiched between them, my heart involuntarily quickened. Although my body's male organ was short and impotent, my desire for my wife to be fucked by black cocks did not diminish in the slightest.

"Guiding Ying'er to accept the matter of the Kunlun slaves must be done gradually. Since footjobs and oral sex have been tried tonight, I can proceed to try more methods." I recorded my plan, "Foot sensitivity is key and requires more training. Additionally, I can try to stir Ying'er's interest in the Kunlun slaves, perhaps starting with differences in skin color and physique…"

After writing all this, I suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and a golden light seemed to flash in my vision. I put down my brush and rubbed my temples, only to find a translucent light screen before my eyes.

"What is this…" I reached out to touch it, but my hand passed directly through. At that moment, several lines of text appeared on the light screen:

[Mysterious System]

Status: Initializing…

Welcome, Transmigrator Wu Tao

Detecting strong NTR fetish and foot fetish preference in host

System is loading relevant modules…

My eyes widened, and my heart almost stopped. Wasn't this the system often seen in novels? Had I actually gained such a cheat?

[Mysterious System]

Modules loaded.

Features at a glance:

Modern Item Exchange – Use System Points to exchange for modern items.Task System – Complete specific tasks to earn System Points.Skill Enhancement – Improve host's specific abilities.Memory Management – Selectively enable or block host's modern memories.

Current System Points: 0

Redeemable Items: None yet (requires System Points)

Current Available Task: [Initial Task]Spring Radiance Underfoot – Successfully guide Li Ying to display her feet to the Kunlun slave Zaha or Abu for observation. Reward: 10 System Points.

I gasped, this system actually aligned so perfectly with my deepest desires! And the very first task was to have Li Ying display her jade feet to the Kunlun slaves… This was simply tailor-made for me!

The system interface continued to display more information:

[Host Status]

Name: Wu Tao

Physical Condition: Healthy (Penis short, length 3cm)

Sexual Preferences: NTR fetish (strong), Foot fetish (extremely strong), Humiliation fetish (strong)

Modern Memory Integrity: 87%

Current Emotions: Excited, Anticipatory, Slightly Anxious

"It can even detect all this!" I exclaimed softly, while carefully examining the additional information provided by the system.

[Key Character Information]

Li Ying: Wu Tao's wife, 28 years old, voluptuous figure, particularly beautiful jade feet.

Ting'er: Li Ying's personal maidservant, aloof personality, slightly disdainful towards Wu Tao.

Lin'er: Li Ying's personal maidservant, lively and innocent, loyal to her mistress.

Zaha: Kunlun slave, Head of the Security Guards in Wu Tao's mansion, penis length 28cm.

Abu: Kunlun slave, Manor Guard in Wu Tao's mansion, penis length 30cm.

"This… this is too detailed!" I saw the penis length information for the Kunlun slaves and nearly fell out of my chair in surprise. My own male organ, as the master of this mansion, was only 3 centimeters, while the two Kunlun slaves had 28 centimeters and 30 centimeters respectively! This comparison was an immense humiliation to my male dignity, yet it inexplicably excited me.

The system seemed to sense my thoughts, and a new line of text appeared on the interface:

[System Prompt]

Host excitement level increasing.

Suggestion: Utilize existing household connections to gradually guide wife Li Ying to interact with the Kunlun slaves.

Reminder: Maintain secrecy in the initial stage to avoid unnecessary social pressure.

I took a deep breath, calming myself to consider the system's advice. Yes, in the Tang Dynasty, with its strict moral codes, such matters required extreme caution, at least in the initial stages. I needed a meticulous plan that would both satisfy my desires and avoid external suspicion.

I picked up my brush and continued to plan in my booklet:

"System has activated; I will proceed step-by-step according to the plan:

First step: Continue to cultivate Ying'er's foot sensitivity, making her accustomed to and fond of foot stimulation.

Second step: Find an opportunity for Zaha or Abu to see Ying'er's jade feet, completing the system's initial task.

Third step: Gradually guide Ying'er to develop an interest in Kunlun slaves, perhaps starting with differences in skin color and physique.

Fourth step:…"

As I concentrated on writing, I suddenly heard faint footsteps outside the door. I immediately stopped writing and alertly looked towards the entrance. The footsteps paused for a moment in front of the door, then softly moved away. Was it Li Ying waking up and looking for me? Or was it a servant on night duty passing by? I didn't know, but it reminded me that I must be even more cautious.

After confirming that there was no more movement outside, I carefully put away what I had written and hid it in the secret compartment. Then I took out a medical book and pretended to be engrossed in studying it, in case anyone suddenly entered.

The system interface still floated before my eyes, but it seemed only I could see it. I quietly asked, "System, can you hear me speak?"

[System Reply]

Yes, the system can recognize the host's voice commands.

To protect host privacy, it is recommended to use mind communication.

"Mind communication?" I thought to myself.

[System Reply]

Mind communication test successful.

Host can communicate with the system through thoughts.

No need to worry about being overheard by others.

I secretly marveled at the system's powerful functions and immediately began to think about how to use it to achieve my plans. First, I needed to complete the task of having Li Ying display her jade feet to the Kunlun slaves to earn System Points. But how could I do that without arousing suspicion?

I asked the system with my mind, "Do you have any suggestions for completing the initial task naturally?"

[System Reply]

The Cuckold’s Lush Estate (Fan Edition)

Volume 1

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: Chang'an's Enchanting Dream, A Night of Shock