I’m not a local, and I have no family in Suzhou, so I’ve been working on my job for a long time. After three years, I was promoted to deputy departmental manager because of my excellent work.
In early 2000, I met Wen, a beautiful local girl two years younger than me who had just joined the company’s secretary’s office. The first time I saw her, it made me experience what love at first sight means, and I felt that I fell in love with her.
Because of my work, I had more contact with Wen. On the basis of my deliberate suppression of my feelings, I approached her without moving (because I heard that locals are a bit xenophobic at heart, and I was worried about being rejected).
From the beginning of the pure work nature of communication, slowly developed to chat life, personal interests, hobbies and so on. To later often send some small jokes on QQ as well as personal sudden inspiration, ideas, I think our distance is drawing closer.
I myself come from a small city in the mainland with an average family, so I worked harder after I had the idea of pursuing Wen.
That year life is really very tired (work reasons, travel about half a month every month, checking and supervising the work of the branch), but it is very fulfilling, feeling very sweet.
In the second half of 2007, traveling in Shenyang one night, suddenly received a phone call from Wen. This is the first time she took the initiative to give me a personal phone call, we talked for a long time, the last sentence made me ecstatic, said, “you’re not in the company’s days, I feel so boring and dull”.
On the first weekend after I returned, I took the initiative to ask her out. After dropping her off and arriving at her house, we snuggled up.
The first time I kissed her, she was trembling and felt a little nervous. Her little tongue was smooth, delicate, and her mouth felt sweet (maybe it was psychological).
Since then, we have established a romantic relationship.
One day, a month or so later, she said her mother wanted to see me and for the first time volunteered information about her family.
Turns out she grew up in a semi-single parent household, her parents divorced when she was in her third year of middle school for reasons I didn’t know at the time.
She and her father saw each other once or twice a year, though both were in the same city. I was a little surprised, but didn’t think much of it for fear of hurting Shizuku.
Her mother was beautiful and Vin inherited her good genes and has gotten better.
Her mother was very strict, especially feeling towards men. I guess maybe it was her failed marriage that made her wary of every man who approached her daughter. Thinking about this, I was relieved not to be concerned.
I later heard from Wen that her mother, after learning about me, thought it was okay, except for the fact that I was from out of town. Another reason that was ludicrous was that I was a bit better looking.
I said to Vin at the time, “What kind of logic is that?” Vin evaded my question with great flair, and I didn’t dig deeper.
In May ’01, at her mother’s request (and I snickered), we got married; I was 27 and she was 25 that year.
My parents also came from their hometown to give us their blessing. Wen is very filial and treats my parents very well. I really thanked God for giving me such a perfect wife, I was satisfied.
On our wedding night, Vin and I had our first physical interaction.
She was petite and slim, her skin was pale and smooth, her breasts standard and firm, her areolas bright red and slightly darker, especially underneath the thick dark hair, and her pussy was red and tight and clean.
She was very emotional that night and bled quite a bit, and when the dick went in, it felt tight, hot, slippery and wet. We barely slept that night, and we didn’t get up until almost noon the next day, feeling a little embarrassed to see some strange looks from my mother-in-law.
Wen didn’t bleed that night, and I didn’t really care, because in my perception, Wen had a strict upbringing and went to college locally, so I thought I was her first man.
The lack of bleeding I attribute to the dance experience at the Waveny school, or biking, etc. ……
At that time, my mother-in-law asked us to live with her, but Wen was a bit reluctant (I agreed, of course), and we ended up buying a big three-room, two-bathroom, two-bathroom, 148-square-meter house in the park (the house is related to a later episode, so I’ll introduce it). Compared to the crazy house prices in Suzhou, I am glad that I have to work for the developer for ten years less.
In June ’02, Wen gave us a baby boy, which really made me happy.
Meanwhile later that year we moved into a new house and it was a really enjoyable time, Vin and I bonded even more, and the post-partum depression that I was worried about didn’t fall on Vin.
Vin has recovered nicely from the birth, and looks even more radiant than she did before the birth, the only thing she doesn’t want to do is that Vin likes to bounce.
I do not like the hall of fish and snakes mixed environment, and their own unless work reasons to entertain customers, absolutely not to go to the entertainment venues, I prefer to read and proper exercise, the thought of bouncing can keep Wen a beautiful body, I did not interfere too much.
After the first few times I accompanied her, I never wanted to go to that kind of place again, and later on Vin used to go with her coworkers and friends.
Every time she came home in a sweaty state near midnight, I couldn’t help but be passionate with Wen. The living room, the kitchen, the study, and the bathroom all left the mark of our passion.
And Wen became more and more passionate and active later on, making me tease her as a “little horny girl” and “little horny mother”.
And the baby is brought by my mother-in-law, on the one hand, it does not interfere with our work, on the other hand, it can also make the baby free from the residual poison of the new house decoration, so that we are living the sweet life of the two of us again.
After Vin had her baby, and with our coordinated married life, she was a great mix of teenage girl and young woman.
She often comes back from weekend shopping and whispers to me that someone is always staring at her, making her feel exasperated and a little smug.
I say, “It’s not their fault that people are looking at you, but it’s your fault that you’re so seductive.” She’ll get mad at me, and we’ll “wrestle” with each other.
During that time, it just felt like being alive in heaven, and there was always something unreal about it.
One day at the end of ’03, Wen came back from work and told me that she overheard the old boss, old man Jason, on the office phone, and that she was considering promoting me after New Year’s Day.
Sure enough, three days later the old man asked me to talk, evaluated my work in the past, said the Chinese company is ready to accompany the entire national layout, structure adjustment, ready to send me to the United States headquarters for three months of training, and then come back to work in the newly established southern branch (South China, Central and South China) of the general manager, at a higher level to strengthen the coordination of marketing and sales, management, to adapt to the customer’s situation of the expansion of the production layout, the branch stationed in Guangzhou.
I was a bit hesitant because it would mean that I would have to separate from Wen, but on the other hand, I would soon be 30 years old. As the saying goes, “when you’re 30, you’re 30”, and a man needs his own career to support him.
When I asked Wen for her opinion, she supported me without hesitation. I was very touched by this, “What more could a man ask for in a wife”.
In this way, I spent the first Spring Festival in the US without Wen after our marriage. Although we e-mailed each other daily, it didn’t solve the problem.
New Year’s Eve night, I gave the phone Wen (by the way, China Telecom, and the United States of America, international telephone rates, China Telecom is simply a money grab), listening to the phone Wen cried about longing, said soon to be difficult to support the time, I faltered, is it really so important to work?
It was easy to come back and we were hungrily entwined, together again and again, asking for and telling each other how much we missed each other. Finally tired enough to stop, we hugged each other and went to wash.
Looking at Wen’s moistened and tangled hairs, her crimson swollen pussy and the residual secretions from both sides that were oozing out mesmerized me.
In helping her clean there, I teased, “Here there is no bad thing while I’m not there ah?” Immediately felt Wen’s legs tense up, looked up, Wen’s face reddish haze dense, half a day before the petulant said she is good to keep a woman’s way.
At the moment when I hesitated to accept the appointment, my mother-in-law expressed her opinion to the effect that a good man should give priority to his career, and that it was easy to go home because of the convenient transportation nowadays.
She actually made a joke at the end, saying that a small farewell was better than a wedding, and that as long as I didn’t do anything to apologize to Wen while I was out of town, she’d keep a good eye on her daughter.
Wen’s face turned red then, and she hastened to scold her mother-in-law. As far as I could remember, this was the first time the serious mother-in-law had made such a joke.
Kissing my wife and children goodbye, I embarked on a flight from Shanghai to Guangzhou in May, 2004. When I first arrived in Guangzhou, I immediately went to work.
On the one hand, the branch is newly established, busy with the formation of the branch, adjust the personnel of the subordinate provincial branches, sales network layout, the development of the breakdown of sales policies and plans, busy; on the other hand, also in order to allow the branch to get on track as soon as possible, so that you can quickly go home to comfort his wife, visit his son.
Every day when I got back to my place at midnight, no matter how tired I was, I insisted on reading Shizuku’s e-mails and replying to them.
Later on, although the mail is more able to express each other’s thoughts, but it is too time-consuming, and gradually changed to telephone contact, although the phone is not as good as mail, you can take it out to reminisce from time to time.
Four months later, the branch was on track and business had grown substantially (the company was in electronic components), so I was finally able to go home for the Fourth of July. In order to surprise Wen, I didn’t inform her in advance.
When I came home, I smelled the light fragrance and felt very cozy. It was still early for me to leave work, so I went to the market and bought quite a few things, preparing to cook a good meal for my wife.
The food was finally ready, and the incense and candles were lit, quietly waiting for Wen’s return.
It was getting dark, but Wen hadn’t come back yet ……
Finally bored, walked into the master bathroom ready to take a shower first, so I can wait for Wen to come back and save time before the fun, hehehe! Seeing the laundry basket full of Shizuku’s dirty clothes, I couldn’t help but laugh a little bitterly at the little lazy cat!
Picked up the basket, ready to go to the balcony laundry, looking at the sexy lingerie placed at the bottom of the basket, I can not help but flabbergasted, Wen Wen when to buy, how did not say? Did she prepare it in advance?
Picking up the lingerie, she held it in her hands and studied it over and over again: a semi-transparent, half-cup black tulle bra, with a small, colorful rose embroidered in the center portion, lined next to it with two small, blue leaves, and thin, elastic shoulder straps and back straps.
This guy, with such sexy lingerie and little summer wear, isn’t he afraid of getting naked? This cover can only cover most of the breasts!
And then look at the panties, even more let me nosebleed, and bra and the same material, thin, the middle crotch has colorless secretion condensation hard lumps, can not wrap the butt, is it sandwiched between the legs comfortable?
What’s even better is that there are actually sheer black stockings and lace-encrusted garters, I pour! Plus an equally sexy set of lingerie.
What’s with Shizuku being so sexy? I can imagine her wearing this. I’m sure I’ll be up all night.
Waiting until after seven o’clock, I finally heard the door open, Raven was back. The door opened and there came the sound of her talking, as if she was spilling her guts and talking to someone on the phone.
When she saw me standing in the living room looking at her, Raven flinched and didn’t move for a long time.
I smiled and walked over to her and hugged her, which she avoided in a bit of a panic, hanging up in the process. I was a little surprised, wondering at her reaction.
Waiting for her to change slippers, Wen Wen flavorful curls over, sat in my arms, greedily asked why I suddenly came back? I didn’t turn on the light and didn’t say anything in advance, so I scared her.
Smelling the scent of Wen Wen’s body, my whole brain seemed to freeze, and my original doubts were gone. It was with great difficulty that I restrained my excitement, when I suddenly felt that in addition to the familiar body odor, there was also a trace of an imperceptible smell of cigarette smoke on her body.
I casually asked, “Raven, why do you smell like smoke?”
She paused for a moment and replied faintly, “Maybe I caught the smell of conference room smoke from today’s meeting!”
I didn’t care, and then got up with her in my arms and said, “Let’s eat first!”
We were eating our meal lovingly and suddenly remembered about the sexy lingerie and I asked what it was about. She gave me a flirtatious glance and said it was for me.
I asked, “Aren’t those panties hard to wear?”
She said she wasn’t used to it at first, but got used to it as she wore it more, and ate and laughed at how it felt like someone was picking at it there.
Looking at the look on her face as she spoke, I couldn’t hold back any longer and picked her up as I walked towards the bedroom.
When she entered the bedroom, she quickly popped off the bed, said she’d shower first, then rummaged around in the closet, dashed into the bathroom, and locked the door. I had no choice but to lie on the bed and wait for her.
After a long time, Raven came out and looked at her, her eyes about to fall out. Shizuku was wearing the exact same style of lingerie as that sexiest set, only it was all red.
Red sheer bra, red thongs, red garters and stockings. My eyes were red, my eyes turned red, and the whole world was red.
Gasping for air, I pounced on Shizuku, pinning her down and rubbing her hard. Far from my ears came Raven’s voice, “Am I beautiful?”
I kissed her, “Beautiful! Makes me dizzy. Raven, I love you!”
Raven rolled over on top of me, bent her head down, took hold of her dick, which was already rock hard and much thicker than usual, and eased it into her mouth.
Watching it fade into Raven’s red lips, feeling hot and wet, my heart was intoxicated.
I could barely hold back the softness of her tongue as it kept circling around the “little eye” and the prongs.
Wen suddenly pressed her head down hard, and I felt my dick enter a narrow bottomless place, and couldn’t hold back any longer, I erupted. After a long time, Raven raised her head, her little tongue adding to her lips from time to time, looking at me flirtatiously.
I was grateful that this was the first time I’d ever gotten this kind of service; but also a little ashamed that Raven hadn’t been satisfied yet. I leaned over Raven and began to suck on every part of Raven’s body with my tongue.
When it came between my legs, I saw that the crotch of my panties had become almost a rope, nestled between Raven’s sultry, moistened lips, while the labia, which had become red from engorgement, were tenaciously exposed; some of the hairs echoed this, burrowing out of the tiny mesh of the panties.
At this point all I could feel was a rush of blood to my brain, and against all odds I pressed on and sucked desperately.
All I remember at the time was being able to keep sucking on things, my head being held in a death grip by Wen’s legs… Finally, being pushed off by Wen, she straddled me, pushed aside her panties, flicked her dick to her there, and sat down with two strokes back and forth, both she and I letting out simultaneous moans of satisfaction.
All I remember now is that it was almost dawn that day before we finally stopped and were vaguely glad it was the weekend before we went to sleep.
Finally, after the National Day holiday, with Wen Wen’s tears and desire to speak, I left my wife and children and returned to Guangzhou. Luckily, the division is on the right track, and I can finally stop blacking out.
But the time was there, but the call time with Shizuku was gradually shorter, and even a month passed, and there were two times when I actually couldn’t contact Shizuku.
I haven’t heard a peep from the company about promoting Shizuku ah, and mother in law doesn’t know where Shizuku is going, which has never happened before.
Although Wen soon called back to explain that she was at the hall where she popped in with her friends and didn’t notice that her cell phone was disconnected, I still had a vague feeling that something wasn’t right.
But I couldn’t tell you what was wrong, so I politely reminded Wen to be safe.
It was almost New Year’s Day ’05, and with the signing of China sales agreements between the division and the China headquarters of several multinational companies, the ’04 sales task was completed ahead of schedule, and I was able to return to Wenwen a week earlier.
This time, I still didn’t inform Wen in advance, on the one hand, in order to continue to surprise her, on the other hand, there was a doubt in my mind, and I wanted to figure it out quietly, so that I could also avoid publicizing the doubt and hurting Wen.
When I got home in the afternoon, the closed doors and windows kept the house a little warmer than outside, while there was a hint of stuffiness due to the lack of air circulation.
Opening the window to ventilate the room, it was only then that I actually noticed a thin layer of dust on the furniture in the living room, but of course, I wouldn’t have noticed it unless I looked closely, so it seemed that Wen hadn’t cleaned for half a month.
Where’s your mother-in-law? Why didn’t she come to clean up? With a bitter smile, he repeated what he had done the last time he was home, and mentally grumbled at Shizuku.
While washing the clothes and sheets that Wen had accumulated unwashed, I finally discovered something that made me ashamed, angry, sad, and sorrowful; three different styles of sexy lingerie, including a pair of butterfly shaped panties that were actually open crotch.
And the only thing that was the same was the solid white and yellow curd that remained in the crotch section, yellowish for longer periods of time and white for shorter periods of time.
It was definitely not Wen’s discharge, as she had never had any gynecological problems and her physiology was normal.
With trembling hands I picked up the dark blue muslin open crotch thong that left a solid white residue and slowly brought it to the bottom of my nose, a familiar odor burrowed into my nose, the same odor as the product of my hand solution when I missed Wen Wen in Guangzhou.
Spreading out the sheets, the dotted patches on them taunted me mercilessly. The sky collapsed and tears flowed without feeling.
I sank quietly deep into the living room couch, looking at the cigarette butts that lit up from time to time in the darkness and the three pairs of panties of various styles that loomed on the table in front of me. I don’t know how long it was, but there was the sound of a door opening, followed by the murmur of a man and a woman flirting.
“Yikes, why does the house smell so bad of smoke?” It was Raven’s voice speaking.
“Turn on the lights, don’t be on fire!” It was the voice of a strange man.
“Splat…” the crystal chandelier in the living room shot out a blindingly bright light abruptly. I squinted my eyes to adjust to the sudden glow.
“Husband…” said Wen, her jaw dropping as she looked at me, her face turning white. Next to her stood a tall, handsome young man with a suit and shiny hair.
The man looked at me, flinched, turned and ran away. I remained seated in the couch, staring daggers at my wife.
I gestured to the panties on the table and said hoarsely, “Can you explain? I want you to tell the truth.”
“Husband…” whimpered Raven as tears flowed from her eyes.
“I’d like you to tell me what happened before and after as it happened, and maybe you’ll have a chance to keep calling me your husband.”
I said coldly, but who knew my heart was weeping.
Raven jumped in front of me, fell to her knees, hugged my legs and said, “Honey, don’t leave me behind, I’ll listen to you, I’ll say anything.”
Turns out, it was her college friend, her first love.
She hid it well because of her mother-in-law’s strict discipline. When she was about to graduate, Wen gave him her virginity, and until they left school, they spent as much time together as they could.
After graduation, the man’s grades are average, did not find an ideal job, had to return to his hometown in the northeast, and gradually lost contact.
Wen has been resenting her mother-in-law ever since, believing that it was her mother who invariably sabotaged them. From then on, Wen liked to bounce, the only way to exhaust herself and make herself forget him soon.
In this way, after Wen was about to be able to make peace with this, she met me ……
From the beginning of the work contact, to gradually deepen the understanding, Wen Wen unconsciously relied on me, which days do not talk to me, I feel that something is missing.
When we made our relationship official, Wen held back from giving it to me several times, worried that I would find out she wasn’t a virgin or that I would think less of her.
After the marriage, Wen’s worries were finally put aside as I never asked her about her relationship history. After she let go of her mental baggage, she finally devoted herself to the relationship.
Because I spoil her, love her unconditionally, and have a harmonious sex life, it makes her feel like the happiest person in the world, especially after having our love child.
But when I went to the United States for training, the sudden single life made Wen feel the torment of loneliness, especially the difficulty of sleeping alone every night.
She felt more sexually aroused after giving birth, but because of our harmony, the problem didn’t come to light, but after we separated, she realized the problem.
When I left for Guangzhou a month or so later, Wen’s first love suddenly came to Suzhou to find her.
It turns out that he was sent to Suzhou by his company to carry out business. He told Wen that he asked to be sent here on his own initiative, and Wen was quite touched, but nothing more.
But the next, this kid three days and two days about Wen Wen, on her offensive, sweet words, Wen Wen gradually some resistance, began to pay more attention to dress up.
When surfing the Internet one day, she inadvertently saw a website selling erotic lingerie, Wen Wen was a little obsessed, fantasizing about her wearing these clothes, the first love infatuation, so she plucked up the courage and mail-ordered a few sets.
Just two weeks before my country’s celebration of coming home, Wen put on these lingerie and started officially dating him.
On the day I came back, Wen got off work early (because by Friday, you can get off a little early as long as your work is done) and went to her first love’s place and had dinner together.
After the meal they couldn’t help but start to tangle, and when Wen’s coat was removed, he was so shocked by Wen’s attractive body in sexy lingerie that he couldn’t help but cry out, “Wife.”
But Vivian is jolted out of her funk, remembers her loving husband, and with difficulty rejects her first love and returns home.
When he was almost home, he apologized to the phone Raven, and the earliest scene occurred.
Because of the guilt in her heart, Wen learned from the episode on the yellow disk and gave me my first blowjob.
After a happy and sweet couple life on the Fourth of July, I left Wenwen again, which made her feel even more lonely and isolated. Although we talked and videoed every day, it was no substitute for a living human being.
At this time, her first love lost no time in contacting Wenwen again with QQ and luring her to video. Finally, a month after our Qing left, Wen couldn’t resist having sex with him for the first time online.
At the time, Wen reassured herself that she wasn’t really sorry considering it wasn’t really physical contact, plus they’d already had substantial contact before, so Wen reassured herself that she wasn’t really sorry.
But it was the video sex that gave Wen a huge thrill, but the sense of unreality as well as dissatisfaction began to trap Wen.
Finally, a week later, Wen couldn’t resist going to him, and Wen spent the night at his place that night, and that was the first time I couldn’t get in touch with Wen.
After they did it, Shizuku cried, and he comforted Shizuku by saying that love and sex can be separated. Shizuku gradually accepted this idea amidst his constant repetition, and became reckless.
The night before I went home for my New Year’s Day vacation, Wen brought her first love home for almost a night of passion. As she described it in more detail, I gradually began to get a little unusually aroused and my dick grew hard.
Noticing this, Wen glanced timidly at me and began tentatively touching my dick, and seeing that I didn’t react much, she boldly pulled it out and began sucking my cock. Obviously, this time it was much more skillful than before.
By this time, I was unusually agitated and couldn’t care less, pushing Wen Wen away and roughly pinning her down on the couch, ripping off her outerwear, revealing a set of tender green sexy lingerie with open crotch panties.
Looking at Wen’s somewhat messy, red and swollen privates, a familiar smell of man’s bodily fluids interspersed with some sourness hit her nose.
Raven explained in a small voice that they had done it again before going out to dinner, then said to go clean it.
I didn’t say yes, and without a word, I took hold of my dick, parted Wen’s crotch, and drilled it hard into Wen’s privates, slippery, hot, but noticeably not as tightly gripped as before.
I slammed into Raven with some vengeance, and within a few strokes there was a “plop, plop, plop” sound coming from the joint, which basically didn’t stop for the rest of the night.
The next day, looking at the tear-stained, sleeping Wenwen, I left home without saying a word and returned to Guangzhou. Since then, I never answered Wenwen’s phone calls. She texted me that she wanted to come to Guangzhou to look for me, but I refused.
As New Year’s Eve approached, I had not yet adjusted my mindset and was ready to spend the Spring Festival alone in Guangzhou. My mother-in-law and parents called one after another.
My mother-in-law only said three things: first, that Wen had wronged me; second, that she had wronged me for not educating her daughter well; and third, that she had no objection to all my decisions, but just wanted me to think it over.
My parents called and blamed me, saying that I didn’t even come home for the Spring Festival for my work, and that I was lucky to have my daughter-in-law and grandchildren with me, and then instructed me to take care of my health. Apparently, Wen was afraid that my parents would be sad and hid the real reason.
My heart is in turmoil. I love Wenwen, but my traditional education makes me hate her cheating. Even after the divorce, so what? The baby was left without a mother, the sadness and disappointment of my parents and mother-in-law, the unusual looks from my coworkers.
The point is, I still have feelings for Raven that I can’t let go of. I think I need time to soothe them.
That Spring Festival, I stayed alone in the hotel in Guangzhou, browsing the unintentional description of cheating, exchange of articles, while marveling at the exclamation, but at the same time, the “pistol”, the strange stimulation makes me want to stop. It’s funny to think about it now.
Half a year passed, time gradually healed the wounds in my mind, I began to communicate with Wen, and I could start to calmly analyze the problem with her.
Listening to my son’s tender cry on the microphone, “Daddy, I miss you…”, I thought it was time for me to go home.
During this period of time, through the recommendation of a friend on QQ, I joined a group about exchange. In the group and strange friends exchanged, trying to understand their thoughts.
At the end of 2005, after their introduction, I entered the “joyful white-collar club …” almost every day to browse, of course, more time to dive.
After more than half a year of exchanges in QQ groups and browsing this website, I think I accept this basic theory: love and sex can be separated; fulfilling, passionate sex is more likely to promote the sublimation of love!
Earlier this year, I began to consider whether or not to recommend this site to Wen. Because of the earlier change of heart, I was a little worried about whether she would be receptive and whether she would suspect that I was punishing her in disguise.
My wife and I had a discussion about her earlier cheating, talked about each other’s views, Wen confessed that this cheating let her have a familiar strong excitement, especially because there is no psychological burden, so it is very open, take the initiative to try a lot of positions and tricks, but also some like a small child cheating on his mouth after not being discovered by the theft of joy.
As I read more and more articles on swapping, I often fantasize about my wife having sex with other people (including her first love) and feel very excited, and then I get very excited when I do it with my wife, and the pleasure is extraordinarily strong.
My wife often asked me what was going on and how I got so excited. I didn’t have an answer, was I supposed to tell her that I was fantasizing about her getting fucked by someone else while I was doing it with her?
Frequent fantasies like this would give me the idea to try it out, maybe it would be exciting to find a couple to swap with! But how to tell my wife? I thought excitedly, and an idea slowly came to me.
In the future, often with his wife on some adult websites, slowly let her exposure to the husband and wife exchange articles, at first she looked at these very shy, do not dare to look at, and then I encourage her, to explain to her such a point of view.
“That’s really bold!” Raven exclaimed.
“Actually it can be, this can increase the interest of the couple, and if handled well it can also enhance the couple’s relationship.” I said my point of view, “As long as the two couples have a good relationship and are able to honestly exchange views with each other and determine each other’s attitudes, they will be fine, don’t you see that they are very excited?”
After discussion, my wife also accepted this kind of imagination, and then often with me into the “happy white-collar …” and other sites to read such articles, see the excitement of the time, we will be intense sexual intercourse.
As I was doing it I said to her, “Shall we do the same? Let another man fuck you…” and so on and so forth, and my wife gets even more excited and meets my strokes more enthusiastically, especially feeling very tight down there.
Since then, we have enjoyed this method of increasing our sexual interest, and my wife often puts herself into the role and responds to me more openly.
I think the time is ripe, to the wife proposed to find the exchange of proposals, his wife also shy but also some expectations agreed, and then we began to contact the previous I met on QQ, a couple of Nanjing.
The man’s name is Lin, 33 years old, 172 centimeters, relatively lean and strong-looking, and his wife is more than satisfied with him.
The woman’s name is Ya, 31 years old, white and beautiful, working in a bank, relatively tall, with 170 centimeters.
It was also the first time for both of them, so we started dating, asking each other via video chat about what they thought about this kind of thing, their preferred way of fucking, etc.
The other husband and I also tease each other’s wives a lot, which feels very exciting, and then my wife goes crazy every time she does it with me, so it seems like women are really scary when they let go!
After a month of dating, it was decided to go to a resort on the outskirts of their place, which was quiet and away from the hustle and bustle, just right for us.
On the first day of May, we left the child with my mother-in-law, and my wife and I went to Nanjing with unusual excitement and some trepidation.
At the exit of the highway, I saw the couple’s car, and it looked like they were looking forward to it, and the two cars went straight to the resort, back and forth.
After we walked into the living room of the cottage, I sat down next to ya and Lin sat down next to my wife, probably with some stage fright, everyone was a little quiet at first.
Slowly everyone let go and began to talk, gradually involving sensitive topics, the woman is no longer subtle, boldly respond to each other’s teasing.
I put my arm around ya waist and leaned in close to whisper in her ear, feeling her body catch fire, her breathing start to get ragged, and her pale face turn even redder ……
Feeling excited and my dick hardening, I wrapped her in my arms and rubbed my hand up and down. My wife and Rin were also leaning in close and whispering, his hand stroking Raven’s leg.
Feeling that it was almost time, I gave Lin a wink, so we all joked and joked and walked to our respective bedrooms with our arms around each other’s wives.
I hugged ya and kissed her mouth. Her body is really sensitive and she soon meets me enthusiastically, and I taste her tongue while my hands caress her body, my desire growing higher and higher.
I took off her clothes, ya white body was presented in front of me, slim figure exquisite, flat slightly stretch marks belly below the black shiny pubic hair attracted me to explore the more wonderful scenery there.
My dick, already hard as iron, tackled ya to the bed, pressed against her hot body and started kissing her.
The breasts were full and very comfortable in my hands, I kissed one and kneaded the other in my hands, letting the snowy white breasts change shape in my hands.
Ya were also in high spirits, her snow white skin was glowing with the pink color that comes from high lust, and by the time I kissed her pussy, it was already very wet.
She didn’t have a lot of pubic hair, but it was dark and shiny, and her labia weren’t black, just slightly darker in color, and her vaginal opening was already slightly open, and a lot of lewd water was dripping out.
“Come on, I can’t take it anymore, mmm…mmm…” ya couldn’t stand my flirting and demanded my entry.
I couldn’t help myself, my bottom was so hard it was already a little sore, “Can I not use a condom?” I begged ya.
“Mmm… whatever, hurry up!” I gladly pushed up against Ya’s there, and with a push forward, I smoothly stabbed into Ya’s body, the compact and hot pleasure spread all over my body at once from my lower body, my dick was tightly wrapped by her hot and wet little sister, it felt so soothing.
I started pumping harder, rushing through ya body faster or slower, entering her depths each time.
Ya always tried to straighten her upper body as I fucked her, moaning over and over, and it didn’t take long for there to be sharp contractions there, trying to suck my rod into the deepest recesses of her cunt, her arms wrapped powerfully around my neck, her legs wrapped around my hips in a death grip as if she wanted me to squash her.
Ya’s orgasm came strong and long, bringing me intense pleasure as I pressed into her and kissed her and began to speed up to match her orgasm.
It wasn’t long before I gasped and asked, “Ya, I want to cum in it.”
Ya didn’t answer, but hugged me harder, agreeing to my request with her actions.
I had no other thoughts in my head at that time, only thoughts of moving in and out of Ya’s body, feeling wave after wave of quite intense pleasure surging from my lower body to my whole body.
The room was filled with the sounds of “popping” and “banging”, the sounds of ya screaming and my heavy breathing.
Soon feeling that an orgasm was coming and becoming even thicker and harder down there, I thrust my dick into ya’s pussy with all my strength and my whole body rolled as my semen shot into Yasin’s body, and she reached her second orgasm under my stimulation.
It had been a long time since we’d had such intense pleasure, and our orgasms lasted so long that our entire bodies had been used up in the earlier engagement.
I pressed myself motionless against Yasin’s body as we kissed and enjoyed the afterglow of our orgasms.
“So cozy. Are you comfortable?” I asked as I stroked ya body.
“Mmmm, very comfortable. You’re so good oh, I’m going to pass out.” Ya’s face was flushed with the aftermath of an orgasm.
We teased each other about marriage and sex and soon there was a desire to continue. This time ya took the initiative and gave me a blowjob with great technique.
We were in the man-down, woman-up position, and she moved with great enthusiasm, her fat ass twisting and rocking rapidly against my crotch, giving me frequent and constant pleasure.
Ya had great stamina and she stayed on top until we came again.
When Yasin and I went to the bathroom, sexy noises came from the other bedroom, and we peeked through the crack in the door to see our wives riding on top of Lin, their bodies rising and falling up and down, screaming loudly ……
The thick penis loomed in and out of his wife’s vaginal opening, a ring of white foam surrounding the root; his wife’s hair seemed wet with sweat and no longer flowed.
“Your wife is amazing!” Ya giggled as she ate in my ear.
“Well, you’re not far behind.” I stared intently at the place where my wife and Lin were joined.
My wife and I spent three days in Nanjing, two couples forgetting to have sex, doing it as soon as we needed it, changing a lot of tricks ……