I’m not a writer, I’m just telling what really happened to me and cherishing the story because there won’t be many of them. Can you please guide me on what to improve in my work?
Xitou is the place where we fell in love, we would go there every few years to revisit our old dreams, and we have long been very familiar with the scenery there. Whenever we went to Xitou, we would go to the pavilion at the top of the garden and sit on the ground, but we didn’t like to sit in the pavilion because of the view and the scenery, and because couples (us) don’t like to be disturbed. Whenever we returned to that place, we loved to sit together behind the flowers and on the grass, watching the afternoon clouds slowly flooding the wide view of the nursery… but this time something unexpected happened that we couldn’t hide from even if we wanted to.
In this scene, I just couldn’t decide what angle to use and what words to use to interpret the restricted scene. After thinking about it, I finally decided to stay true to the original flavor of the male and female characters, so I will use sensational words to tell the story, and replace the male and female characters with “sweetie” and “brother” to facilitate the name calling and the string performance. This article will be categorized as alternative fiction, but 90% of the content is true to my husband’s and my wife’s experiences, so if you don’t agree with what is stated in this article, please close the file and leave, and let’s get to the story…
I remember that day when it was nearly dusk, my wife rested her head on my shoulder, the clouds slowly filled the mountains, everywhere a foggy. I will embrace her into my arms, but also ruffled her long hair, gently lifted her cheeks, she slipped into my arms with deep affection, the two embraced tightly, four red lips touching, tongue also entangled together.
Wow! This kiss has lasted for more than ten years, recalling that when she was seventeen years old, I kissed her for the first time at the head of the creek, and it was so indescribably sweet. Now, although the years have turned a young girl into a plump young woman, I still love her deeply. At this moment when I revisit the old place, the difference is that she has become a mature and emotional young woman, and no longer has the dickey that she had when she was seventeen years old.
At this moment, a couple walked into the gazebo with their arms around each other, they mistakenly thought that no one was around and embraced each other and kissed, the man also rubbed his girlfriend’s buttocks with his hands, while the woman turned around and twisted her rounded buttocks, rubbing her boyfriend’s casual pants, which caused his boyfriend to rise up androgynous symbols. Look at them seem to be covered by lust everything, so did not pay attention to a side of the flowers behind, but also another pair of our couple’s existence. But the main thing is still around the cloud is getting thicker and thicker, has been behind the flowers and the two of us and the scenery outside the gazebo all swallowed up due to.
At that moment, the scene was being played out in the mist of the mountains, on a gazebo less than five meters away from the two of us. At the beginning, I called the heroine “sweetie” and she called her boyfriend “brother”.
The next part of the couple’s flirtatious kiss is very ordinary, we often act, so I will not repeat it. But the story goes on, the brother slipped his hand into his girlfriend’s clothes, caressing her sweetheart’s breasts, he familiarly flicked and buckled his sweetheart’s pointed nipples, using the palm of his hand to touch and pinch the plump breasts, and then reached out to remove his girlfriend’s bra buttons, and then skillfully organized her clothes to keep them in place, and then looked around the pavilion and then continued the show.
We hid in the grass behind the flowers, actually we were there first so I should say we just watched from the sidelines.
It seemed to us that Sweetie was happily catering to the situation, when her boyfriend’s other hand had already been restlessly lifting up her skirt, allowing us to look over the foot of the stone chair base and see quite clearly that Sweetie was surprisingly panty-less.
Both of us dared not move now, fearing that if we did, we would ruin the most wonderful music of our lives being played by this heavenly couple right in front of our eyes. I just let my wife spread her body out in my arms, and as she shook her body and put her hands on mine… it made me feel a little bit swollen in that area of mine. Don’t laugh! I’m a man I lowered my head and kissed her lightly on the lips, signaling her not to move.
The two of them turned back to look at the man and woman in the gazebo, and Sweetie said to her boyfriend, “Keep an eye on them, don’t be like the last time when they didn’t even know someone was coming…” Then she closed her eyes and let him do whatever he wanted to do to her. As he continued to do so, he moved his hands to her private parts, touching the dark, oily, thick hair in the triangle.
After our boyfriend touched her pussy, we felt a gentle tremor in our sweetie, and then her reaction became even more intense: “Brother, your hand is so gentle… it feels so good…” She even moaned as if she were a swallow crying out in delight.
Anyone who’s ever been in that situation knows that she’s aroused her brother’s male instincts, and she’s hoping that he’ll give it to her in that misty cloud…
Then Sweetie turned around and squatted down, and from the longing look in her eyes I knew even if I was stupid that she would be sucking her boyfriend’s cicada next. “Brother, can you lie down on the stone chair?” The man then lay down on the stone chair, Sweetie lowered her head close to her boyfriend’s crotch, and skillfully pulled out his penis from his casual pants and put it on the edge of her mouth, and her little tongue kept running back and forth on the penis, or put the glans in her mouth to stir and suck.
“Sweetie, you’re amazing…” Her actions caused her boyfriend to become even more aroused, and as we watched, he seemed to be completely overwhelmed by a flood of passion, seemingly oblivious to the fact that someone was about to come out of the fog at any moment. He rolled over and sat up from the stone chair, and quickly let her sit in his arms, watching him wrap his arms around her and gently push up, in a “sitting and swallowing treasure” style, the two of them joined together in a perfect union.
I think her peach hole must be dripping and wet at this point, because it’s the only way to do it so smoothly. Whoa, whoa, whoa! They compelled us to share, to share the feeling of rubbing our beloved babies in our tight peach pussies, and what a stimulating and crazy situation that was for us old couples who were hiding in the wings.
At this time, the surrounding atmosphere was as silent as eternity, as if the whole mountain forest was holding its breath to watch these two angels performing the rite of passage. Just as he was taking the waist and leaping, she was in her boyfriend’s arms, twirling her waist and twisting her hips, the two of them were in constant joy, and were about to move step by step towards the climax, when suddenly another couple had come from the distance with their arms wrapped around each other at an unknown time, which suddenly made the whole of the mountains and forests of all creatures thinking about how to protect this pair of angels, even if it is to block for a while for them.
At the most important moment, her boyfriend knew that it was too late to react, so he pulled his girlfriend’s skirt out of her arms, covering her perfectly, and then he kissed his sweetheart vigorously. The couple, who had wanted to walk up to the gazebo, saw the scene and had to hold hands to hide into the fog. The heroine was being passionately sucked by her boyfriend, and although she couldn’t make a sound, she was still trembling slightly, moaning softly, and slowly rocking her waist up and down. She didn’t even know that there was this scene of visitor’s interlude, almost desecrating this mountain feast.
After the brother attentively for his girlfriend service, this scene will not be so cold, then the brother will let the little sweetheart lying on her back in the stone chair, he adjusted the position of his girlfriend’s two snow-white legs up high, ready to enjoy her warm and tender carcass. The way he lifted up her white thighs allowed us and all the other creatures in the forest to witness more clearly what he was doing when he thrust his big, straining prick into her flesh.
Just as Sweetie moaned, her brother erupted and poured his essence into Sweetie’s slit, which slowly turned into gentle whimpers like manna. In the midst of her pleas for mercy, her face was like a ripe peach, and her slit was still overflowing with lustful juices… Time stood still for a long, long time before her brother smiled and said, “Sweetheart, this time I’ve given you a special treat… I’ve fed you well, haven’t I?” Sweetie tilted her head and gave her brother a little smack, and then the two of them embraced each other contentedly and disappeared into the clouds.
Anyone can do this kind of thing, and I’ve been doing it for over a decade, but this was the first time it played out so real in front of our eyes. A variation of the performance, we have become the closest audience, we look at the side of the heart is almost popping out. My wife’s face was flushed red with ecstasy, and it was only when I felt my feet tingling that I tried to push her away, but she said, “I don’t care… I want you to give me a different sensation… just like she did…”
I caressed her breasts through my shirt and said to her with a smile, “Really? I’ve been squashed.” She smiled and said: “Let me touch it and see if it’s still there.” She smiled and said: “Let me touch them and see if they are still there.” The first time I saw her, she got up and rode in my arms, ironing her breasts against my chest.
I suddenly have a kind of soft jade warm chest feeling, it turns out in order to see this border mountain forest rhyme song, we were Yun Lan wet clothes, good thing she used the pearl chest to give me warm.
Whether the performance was of an erotic or erotic nature, I have no control over it, but I think the performance of the hero and heroine was just right, so much so that our hearts floated up with the mountains and arbors. Just when I felt lucky, I had to go hand in hand into the clouds to follow the lovers and make a wish: “May we go up the mountains and down to the sea and from now on, we will always be together in heaven and on earth.”