32. Before He knew it, His Wife turned into a Slut.

“Manaka… w-was… everything… my fault…?”

Naoya said to his wife with a sullen tone in his voice.

“It’s not your fault. It’s… my fault, I can’t endure this anymore.”

“B-But… I’m… always…”

“Despite knowing that I wanted a child, you ignored me for years, I slightly resent you for that.”

“… R-resent… so, that’s why…”

“The most precious time as a woman has been wasted. Even I have been thinking about that.”

Naoya could only lower his head in shame after hearing Manaka’s words.

What she did was, of course, unforgivable.

But the cause was undoubtedly her husband, Naoya himself, and he knew about her worries from the start.

“…I, I’m sorry…”

“You don’t have to apologize. It’s a disease, it can’t be helped.”

It can’t be helped.

Was it really ‘it can’t be helped.’

He wondered if there was a way to prevent all this before it happened…

No… what was the point of thinking all of that now…

It was already too late.

“I-I guess… y-you were going… t-to break up with me… r-right…?”

Naoya looked up at the face of his beloved wife and forced the words out of his mouth.

Her face was filled with sadness and somewhat worried as she stared at her husband.

“Why did you say that?”

“W-Why? Y-You, don’t love me anymore…?! And your feelings toward that brat…”

“I’m not in love with that kid or anything. You also hate that kind of man, right.”

“Eh..”

“You don’t have to worry. There is only one person that I truly love, and he is you, Naoya-san.”

Naoya felt more bewildered than angry at Manaka for being able to say such a thing to him as if to admonish him.

He no longer knew what she was thinking.

His wife, whom he should have known so well, was nowhere to be found.

“T-That’s…! h-how can I believe those words…! T-Then, w-why did you and that brat…!”

“It can’t be helped right.”

The cold tone of her voice stunned Naoya.

Manaka looked down at her husband with emotionless eyes.

This was the first time he had ever seen her look like this.

“… c-can’t be helped…?”

Manaka was sneering and stomped her feet on her husband’s tiny dick.

“It can’t be helped right? Your beloved husband is a masochistic person that cannot get an erection unless his wife is cheating on him. And that he is a perverted M man who gets more excited the more he is bullied…”

“Ah… uh…!?”

The pain of the trampled vital parts caused Naoya to wince in anguish.

She looked down at her husband’s pitiful figure and expressed her own overflowing feelings.

“Even I never intended to cheat on you in the first place. But after years you stop seeing me as a woman, I lose confidence in myself…”

“I remember when the Kikuchi couples helped us for swap play. Your reaction and your desperate expression to reach out to me were very cute. I thought ‘This is it’ at that time…”

“That’s why I got a little pissed and asked Rin-san to help me by joining that club to make you jealous. I also gave you the blog address so that you can see all my cheating activities.”

“… T-That was… you…?”

Manaka smiled and nodded at him.

“That’s right. I was thinking if he suspected something and got jealous, he might see me as a woman again.”

“… However, you just took pleasure in watching videos of me having sex with other men, didn’t you? No matter how far I tried, you just got excited and didn’t show any intention of stopping me…”

“W-Wait a minute… I-I didn’t realize that was M-Manaka…!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes…”

Manaka turned her gaze to the wall in the room.

He followed her gaze.

“You lied. The truth is, you knew all along, right?”

There was a bookshelf there, with various objects placed messily.

Her gaze was fixed on one of the objects, a video camera.

The video camera was recording every activity in the room.

“There you have it. The whole time you were watching the video you were calling my name, weren’t you?”

“…!”

Staring at her husband’s face, who was shocked that he was found out, Manaka keeps chastising him with words.

“You called my name over and over with a pathetic voice as you watched the video. Desperately masturbating with your erect penis and wasting a lot of sperm… And still, you say you didn’t notice?”

“But, I’m very happy. That means I’m the only one you love. You never got a boner with any other woman but me, right? this perverted masochistic dick…!”

With a happy expression, Manaka stomped gently on her penis repeatedly

She felt his limp manhood twitch under the sole of her feet.

“Fufufu, I’m sure a normal wife would become totally disillusioned with such a perverted masochistic husband and divorce him. But I am a devoted woman… I did it all for you, didn’t I?”

“… Ahk… n-no… you’re w-wrong… hn…”

“There is nothing wrong.”

As Manaka said this, she pushed her crotch close to Naoya’s face.

The somewhat depraved scent of a female tickled his smelling sense.

Her crotch was already soaking wet.

Her black stockings and the light blue panties underneath were visible even through the fabric since they were so wet.

“Take them off. You want to know, right? What I’m doing earlier… and with whom.”

Manaka was smiling happily.

Waiting for that moment, excited with anticipation, the stain on her crotch spreads even wider.

With his trembling hands, he pulls her stockings down.

The panties were already soaking wet, and her love juices were running on her thighs.

The fabric was transparent now, and even her well-groomed pubic hair was clearly visible.

“A…”

For some reason, at the crotch area of the panties, there was an unnaturally small bulging.

Under the light blue fabric, he could see inexplicable green, red, and purple colors.

Even though he didn’t know what it was, Naoya could not help but feel indescribable fear.

With his hands on her underwear, he was unable to take them off any further.

“Are you scared and trying to run away again? As usual, you’re a coward.”

Manaka laughed at her beloved husband and pulled down her own panties in front of frightened Naoya’s face without any hesitation.

A clear thread pull could be seen from her crotch to her panties.

Her panties, which had been removed, were soaking wet to the point of making a squelching sound when it hit the floor.

However, Naoya’s attention was not on such a lewd scene but on a certain part.

From the moment he saw it, Naoya was looking paler than before.

“…Aaa…”

Several things that looked like mouths of rubber balloons of various colors were poking out of the lips of Manaka’s vagina.

Naoya immediately noticed that they were a bunch of used condoms.

The extremely thin rubber contraceptive and filled with the semen of a man who was not her husband.

Such easily torn things were sticking out of the vaginal opening of his beloved wife.

“Lately, when he wants to have sex, he calls me up and we meet just the two of us.”

With a cheerful expression, Manaka gently plucked out the condom from her vagina with her fingers.

The foreign object slid out of her womanhood along with a lot of her love juice.

“He ordered me to leave it like this inside me all the time until I got home. It’s a dangerous day, you know. If it’s torn, it’ll be quite troublesome…”

A bundle of condoms full of the semen of her cheating partner was swinging in front of her husband’s eyes.

Manaka smiled lustfully as she bared her sluty female nature.

“I’m not on the pill right now. He said it was very arousing because of the thrill. I’ve been getting fucked raw every day until the last moment of my safe day. He even put a plug in my pussy. It was so exciting to have a thick pool of semen inside me, you know.”

Naoya just looked up at Manaka in disbelief when he heard her confession of cheating, which was so immoral and vivid.

Her smile was so beautiful that it made him want to cry, and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

“Naoya-san, you didn’t notice it at all, did you? You were only concerned about the video and didn’t look at me properly…”

“Ma, Manaka…”

The gentle, innocent wife he knew so well was nowhere to be found.

She had become another man’s property, irrevocably transformed into a wanton female.

Naoya was crying and trembling at the sight of his wife.

“Why aren’t you angry at me…?”

A husband who was so helpless that only shows fear when he hears his wife’s sluttish confession of infidelity.

Looking down at the sight of such a feeble and pathetic husband, Manaka could not suppress a shiver of sexual excitement inside her.

“…? … fu, Fufufu.”

Then she noticed something and sneered at it before turning into a laugh.

It should have been something familiar to her, but right now it felt much cuter than she remembered.

For the first time in several years, the husband’s small, meager penis was hard and stood erect before his wife’s eyes.

“Ah, finally… finally you got an erection with me. This small masochistic dick…”

She immediately mounted her husband’s lower body.

Her love juices spilled out of the female’s crack and dripped around her husband’s frail manhood.

“Fufu… with this we can make love, Naoya-san.”

“A… ah…”

The drenched opening pressed against the tip of his penis.

Manaka slammed her hips down and swallowed his penis all at once.

“…ah, this is… really tiny… ufufufu.”

With an entranced expression, Manaka’s pussy finally tasted her husband’s manhood again after a long time. And, it was much smaller than she remembered.

In size, hardness, and sensation, it was nothing like Takumi’s manly, virile cock.

Even when fully erect, it lacks the sensation of being penetrated, and it was such a lousy dick that can’t make her feel good.

She giggled as she thought of this, and moved her hips lightly to tease her husband’s cute manhood.

“Ah… M-Manaka… uh… w-wait…!”

Her vagina clamped around his penis. It wasn’t a strong squeeze but good enough to the point he arched his back for experiencing the pleasure.

Just being able to get his penis inside the hot, soft glorious flesh and became one with Manaka quickly sent him over the edge.

“Eh…?”

Seconds later he poured all his semen inside Manaka.

Manaka narrowed her eyes as a tiny amount of semen spilled inside her. And it didn’t even reach her cervix.

She couldn’t help but snicker at such pathetic and very quick ejaculation.

“Already…? Ufufufu.”

“… uh..”

Manaka swiped the semen leaking from her vagina with her finger.

It was nothing compared to Takumi’s jelly-like semen.

She was not going to be satisfied with a few dozen seconds of lovemaking that just consisted of insertion and ejaculation with such a tiny amount of semen.

“I don’t even remember you being such a premature ejaculator. I just put it in, but you were the only one who got to feel something good…”

“Eh… ah…!?”

Manaka forcefully spreads Naoya’s legs as if they were in a reverse missionary position.

Then she put more weight on their joined sex to prevent him from escaping.

“Did my pussy really feel that good after all these years? If so, I’m glad then… But.”

Naoya gasps in embarrassment as she looks straight into his face in a female on top position.

Her vagina wriggled to stimulate her husband. Sweetly tightening around her husband’s almost deflated penis.

“… you can still continue, right? This kind of pathetic sex won’t satisfy any woman, you know?”

“… uh…”

If he wanted to escape from the humiliating intercourse, he could always pretend to go with the flow.

But he was happy to become one with Manaka again, even under such unusual circumstances, and that also made him sad.

Even if his wife’s heart did not belong to him anymore, Naoya still loved her.

“Oh… it won’t erect anymore. Oh well, it was always over after just one ejaculation, to begin with. It’s been a while so I forgot.”

Despite expertly tightening her vagina to stimulate her husband’s penis. It seemed like it won’t get erect anymore.

But, she never let go of her husband’s thighs as her mouth twisted in amusement.