I’m in bed with two sisters.


This inhumanity continued for many years.

In the early 80’s, trading balls were prevalent.

On weekends, I would pay a few dollars for a ticket to a place where I could make the most of the two hours or so by holding a woman’s hand, hugging her around the waist, and feeling her breathing and heartbeat up close… I would go home, reminisce, fantasize, and masturbate… It was like having sex for once.

It’s tragic! It’s so nice nowadays! Anywhere, anytime, for a few hundred dollars, you can be a woman.

Young and old, short and tall, fat and thin, front and back, playing and singing, threesomes… you can have fun until you run out of steam….

Therefore, I’m afraid that few of today’s buddies and brothers will not have the experiences and feelings that we have.

One night I befriended a girl about my height while dancing in the hotel auditorium, and we were together from start to finish, dancing the entire floor with every dance song.

After the show broke up, I carried her home on my bicycle in the early spring night air.

I later learned that she was a former basketball player, now retired and working as a laborer in an army quilt factory.

From then on, we met almost every weekend and went to all the big and small dance halls in town, dancing, chatting, walking, talking on the phone… Half a year went by, and we grew closer and closer.

In October of that year, we came down from the prom and took a walk along the riverfront together to take her home.

Walking up to the front door, she didn’t seem too keen on breaking up and stood there talking non-stop, and I had a vague feeling that something was going to happen tonight.

Sure enough, she said, “The people in the same house have gone home to visit their relatives, so you can go up and sit down if you want.”

She lives in a single dormitory on the third floor, all the way she tugged on my hand without saying a word through the dark hallway, open the door I can feel her rapid breathing, hand trembling, usually very familiar with the door locks can not be opened, or I snatched the key from her hand to open the door.

When I entered the house, she was leaning her back against the door, and from the darkness I felt her looking at me, in anticipation.

“Turn on the light!”

I said.

…they were very close, and I gently held her waist with my hand, as if I were dancing.

She threw herself into my arms, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, her face pressed against my chest, and the hot breath she exhaled rolled over my heart.

One step at a time, as she pushed me forward and collapsed onto the bed.

I could feel it was her bed, and it was filled with a scent that had long been familiar.

For a long time I used to fantasize about making love to her while holding her in my arms and dancing, surrounded by music and lights, and even got an erection on many occasions.

In the summer, dressed thinly, that hardness must have been something she felt when she was in close proximity.

Occasionally she responded, clinging to my body, eyes closed, breathing heavily, and unwilling to release me at the end of the song.

We found each other’s with our lips at the same time, kissing wetly together as I sucked on her slightly spitting tongue, hating that I couldn’t swallow it in one bite.

Nearly a year without sex, at this time I was burning with desire, roughly pulled off her bra, a pair of hands to rub her breasts.

The breasts were petite, yet firm due to the movement, and the nipples were barely palpable.

I probably pushed too hard and she screamed, “That hurts!”

“Turn on the lights, I want to see!”

Bla bla bla, a small light came on over the bed.

Her eyes were closed and her face was flushed.

“May I?”

I hesitantly asked knowingly to.

She didn’t show the slightest sign or resistance as I quickly stripped off her skirt, removed her bra and panties.

The nude body that had been fantasized about countless times was presented to the lower eye in an instant.

Tall and long, her skin was a little brownish-black, full of firm, healthy beauty; her nipples were almost the size of matchheads, so it was no wonder she couldn’t touch them just now; and her lower body was bare, with not a trace of pubic hair.

I kissed all over from my hair, my lips, my neck, my chest, my belly, up to my thighs and toes, and my pussy continued to ooze fluid, surprisingly wetting the mattress sheet a tiny bit.

Her eyes were still closed and she looked nervous and shy as she put her hands in around me and crossed them over her chest to protect her breasts.

Not being able to care much, I stripped myself naked in three tries and climbed on top of her.

There was a little bit of instinctive resistance as she spread both legs, but she soon gave in to my efforts.

Without any foreplay, without warmth or caresses, my cock pressed against that wet hole and poked inside.

She suddenly tightened her legs, but it was so wet there that my glans went in anyway.

“It hurts!”

She said.

I stopped and held her close and kissed her to ease her tension.

“Don’t be afraid, it won’t hurt for a while.”

She opened her eyes and looked at me.

She nodded trustingly as my passionate kisses released her legs, “I’m not afraid! Come on, I want you.”

My vagina was very tight, even though it was wet. I pressed down hard and went in! It was warm, moist… I pulled out and pushed in again… I lost control of myself and ejaculated in her vagina in just one stroke… It lasted for more than 10 seconds before I was done… I crawled on top of her comfortably and fell asleep without moving again.

When I woke up I realized that I was still on top of her, my cock had long since fallen out of her limply, and felt the sheets wet with a mixture of bodily fluids from both of them.

She looked at me with one unblinking eye.

“It’s my first time, can you believe it?!”

I certainly believe that.

“You’re the second woman besides my wife.”

That night, we didn’t sleep at all, talking and making love all the time.

The last time I did it, I was standing on the edge of the bed with her feet in my hands. She was there for almost two hours, and she said, “I want to scream so bad!”

Not daring to scream out, she actually bit her lip and pinched my ass as well, and she climaxed, and the day dawned.

We’ve had sex a lot since then.

She knew I was married and my wife was pregnant, but made no demands.

I don’t love her, I just go to her when I want to.

She was a very submissive woman and never refused my every request for sex, even having sex with me when she was on her period – using oral sex and letting me cum inside her mouth.

She seemed to have been born to be my special creature, laxative flesh for me, vaginal sex, oral sex, breast sex, anal sex, hand sex, she gave it to me whenever I asked for it, regardless of the time, place or occasion.

One night we were walking along the river and I said, “Go back, I want you.”

“It’s too far, can you stand it?”

She asked.

“I don’t know, can’t seem to help it.”

“Right here.”

With that, she pulled me down on the floor and sat down, pulling out my cock and burying it in her mouth.

It was so exciting and stressful that I couldn’t cum for a long time.

When she saw my hard face, she put down her skirt, pulled down her panties, grabbed my swollen cock and aimed it at her pussy flat crossing and sat down on her ass, wrapping her arms around my neck and moving up and down, both of us climaxing at the same time.

That’s the same time she got pregnant.

This was only told to me after she went alone to get an abortion, which was the only time in our three-year-long sex life.

Since she scraped the uterus, a long period of time are sexually frigid, there is absolutely no passion in the past when making love, just let me *, let me indulge in her body, after the end of the people feel soporific.

It seems she sensed this as well, and the following story took place.

A year later, I went to work in Hainan.

Hainan has just been established as a province, I went there with a company to develop, the work is very hard, sometimes have to work about 13 hours a day, after going to bed, sleep, almost no desire, and no ability to think about women.

After all, it’s human, and desires are hard to resist.

After basically adapting to the environment and work rhythm, life tends to stabilize, lust began to torment me again.

Back then, Hainan was a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and there were ladies – chickens everywhere. As long as you had money, leisure and refinement, you could go from morning to night without running into trouble.

However, it’s purely a case of picking up the goods with one hand and paying with the other, which is particularly uninspiring.

We were staying in a hotel, and whether we were going out or coming back in, as soon as the car stopped, it wasn’t the doormen who greeted us, but it had to be the cockteasers.

Some of them will be so reckless that they can’t wait to squeeze their heads into the open lathe, their bodies will try to get into the car, and some of them will even put their hands directly on your crotch.

Hainan has a hot climate and people dress thinly, so cocks can easily be caught in the act.

For others, they stand around the perimeter of the car and wait for you to get out before coming up to hang you.

In fact, this kind of chicken is the most difficult to deal with, they do not achieve the goal will never stop, almost will always follow you to the door of the room, cheeky even repeated knocking on the door or keep calling your room.

First-timers are sure to fall for it.

In any case, these chickens are inferior and the vast majority suffer from STDs once.

A client from Beijing was once blocked in the car by the ladies just after arriving at the hotel.

This dude had probably been out a bit longer and with the teasing he was getting from a couple of ladies in turn, his hard-on was ripped out of his pants and he almost ejaculated in the car.

I had said I would go to dinner first, he said he would go up to his room first to get some rest, got out of the car and picked two people and went up, thinking it was going to be a big game.

I waited in the lobby for just shy of half an hour before I saw him limp down the stairs one step at a time.

I asked, “Are you done? So soon!”

He said: “Bird! The man was Miss La! The door even pants did not finish being put down by the two of them turned over, 1200 yuan!

Real heck.”

I almost didn’t fall down in the lobby laughing.

This is a true grievance!!!

By no means is it a lie, I had sex in Hainan for most of the year – not sex once.

The hotel I stayed at had a sauna, and whenever I worked 17 or 18 hours straight, the head family rewarded me with a trip there to relax for a better job.

I always go to Ms. 5, she’s a good masseuse.

We got to know each other well, and started chatting, then I was asked to touch her as much as I wanted, and to add 50 dollars to give you a jerk off… Finally, one morning at around 5am, I had her on a massage bed without a condom because she was not a hooker at that time.

At that time, I inserted and ejaculated, scared her bare ass, covered her pussy and rushed into the bathroom to rinse, and came out only to complain that: “I’m in the danger period, surely to get pregnant!”

I haven’t gone back to her since, wondering if she really hit the mark.

However, she later joined in welcoming guests at the hotel entrance.

In Hainan, I received a letter from my wife saying she wanted to divorce me.

When I arrived in Hainan, my wife had already transferred to our unit.

After I left, my old “she”

Han wrote a letter and sent it to his wife, who opened it.

That’s what led to my eventual divorce.

I was leaving without saying goodbye, and Han was pining for me.

So I quickly reconnected with her.

That year, the university students had a school riot, Hainan’s economic development was greatly affected, I had no choice but to return to the original place.

Han picked me up at the airport when the flight arrived and we went straight to her house.

She had moved out of her singles dorm and rented a single room with a bathroom outside.

That night, we both relived our first night together.

After the rain, she told me: she rented a room for her is a Wenzhou man, is the head of the lighting business, about a week or so a month and she lived together.

Maybe there is a fixed man, similar home life, sex life is stable, Han’s frigidity naturally disappeared, and more womanly flavor, more know how to make a man in bed to be used.

Her one-bedroom apartment was then naturally occupied by me most of the time.

A woman may be the most unforgettable in her life is the man who reclaimed her first night, no matter how much time has changed, it is still hard to give up.

Men, on the other hand, mostly want to get more women’s first night, always seeing different women, and it is difficult to keep a good woman for a long time.

It has been established in ancient and modern times.

Some of the previous owners said that I was plagiarized novels, in fact, wrongly accused old brother.

All of this is indeed a true experience of my own, and is in no way contrived.

As luck would have it, Han is the only woman I’ve ever met who truly loved me, willingly committed herself to me, and went out of her way to please me.

Now she is a long time wife and mother.

I truly realize at this point that a man would be lucky in life to have a woman like this as a wife!!!!

It’s time to get back to the main story, or else you’ll think I’m missing the point! Han and I went from guerrilla fighting to regular combat, and we got bored over time.

In the past, whenever I sneaked out of her dormitory, it was physically and mentally pleasurable; now, every night, intercourse was like food and clothing, and it was rare to find anything new and exciting.

Sometimes, while clearly pistoning inside her, her mind went blank or wandered.

Even though her fucking skills were at a decent level, they still didn’t satisfy the kind of excitement I was looking for.

It wasn’t until a chance encounter that there was a new life in our sexual relationship.

I love to swim and must go to the pool daily in the summer to take a dip.

Han used to play basketball for the provincial team and retired due to injury.

When she was on the team, she had a teammate named Haru who was as good as a sister.

I met Haru shortly after I met Han and we ate and played together a lot.

Chun has a lot of respect for me because at that time she wanted to enroll in the University of Electricity, and it was me who helped her to get into the university as she wished after studying for the exam.

I’ve always treated Haru like Han’s sister, but I’ve never thought of her in a bad way.

That summer, Chun’s provincial women’s basketball team went to Wuxi to play in a national tournament and came back with two gifts for me, an Adidas t-shirt and a pair of swimming trunks of the same brand.

At that time, such brand-name things are not rare, so I was so touched, and my heart also seems to have a strange taste.

Han laughed on the side and said, “Chun, how come you buy me everything every?”

“This is a thank you to the Master! Do you understand?”

Haru blushed a little.

After a slight moment of silence, Han said, “Since you gave us swimming trunks, crispy we’ll accompany him to go swimming.”

The three of them went to the swimming pool of the sports academy together.

It was already night.

Normally the swimming pool is open to the public in the afternoon and for athletes to train in the evening.

With the two of them breezing in, we made it in without any problems.

I got into my spring sent pants and walked to the pool to find them already in the water, waving at me.

Jumping as fast as I could into the water, I quickly swam to the sisters.

Two hours passed and the training crowd dispersed, leaving us and a handful of others in the pool.

The management turned off most of the lights, leaving the one in the center on, and the pool became so dim that people one or two meters away were in a fog.

Spring is a good swimmer, constantly floating back and forth in the water.

I was a little tired and stood by the pool with Han waiting.

Han was so close to me, almost close.

With a sudden impulse, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her.

“Want?!”

Han whispered.

My cock rose up against her belly.

She pulled me to swim to an unoccupied corner and pulled my cock out, diving her head underwater to take a mouthful and lasso it.

I quickly responded by reaching a high point, and as she raised her head to take a breather, she said, “Don’t cum, I want to too.”

Spring seemed to have spotted us and swam over.

“Let’s go back.”

Han said.

“Yes, go to the dorm and wash up, the pool water is not clean.”

Chun concurred.

The first time I went to the female blue’s dorm, I was a little nervous going up the stairs.

Chun seemed to be aware of it and said, “It’s okay, I just got back from the game, so many people haven’t returned to the team yet.”

There were four beds in Chun’s dormitory, which was very neatly arranged, without the slightest excess decoration, and full of athletic vigor everywhere, except for a large cloth tiger placed at the head of one of the beds.

“Spring belongs to the tiger.”

Han said to me.

“You guys get some rest, I’m going to take a shower, and you can go back later when there’s no one else.”

Haru said picking up the basin and closing the door to go out.

Han turned and pushed me down onto Chun’s bed, putting down her skirt, and it turned out that she wasn’t even wearing any panties.

As soon as she backed my short library down to my knees, she took a mouthful of my cock and sucked on it.

At first I was a little worried about Spring coming in, but soon had an erection in her mouth.

Immediately after that, Han sat on his ass and moved up and down on me and quickly went into a state of arousal.

Influenced by her, and the excitement generated by intercourse in a special environment, I also cum quickly.

Since I had just swum and had sex, I actually fell asleep right away.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but I was dimly aware of someone speaking softly and came to my senses.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the indoor lights had gone out, and Han and Haru were sitting on the end of the bed whispering in the bright light streaming in through the window.

My pants were already on, I was covered with a towel, and a faint aroma emanated from the room, emanating from the bodies of two bathed women.

Everything that makes me feel like I’m in a dream.

“Do you really love him that much?”

“Ugh… Ugh… There’s something indefinable about feelings! I feel good with him, and I can’t find it anywhere else.”

“I don’t quite get it.

Is it because your virginity was given to him?”

“Not exactly, with him I felt like a real woman, I could enjoy the pleasure, the orgasm! Not with that guy, only a feeling of being raped, totally for his sexual gratification.”

“That one seems to make some sense.

I’ve never felt any orgasms, just the occasional itchy, hot feeling inside, and just a little bit of sensation before Pay ejaculated.

Every time.

Is this an orgasm?”

“No! An orgasm should be a feeling of death, every pore of your body gasping for air, every inch of your skin electrified…”

“Ah!!!

I’ve never had that experience.”

Women will always be more forthright than men when it comes to communicating about their sexual experiences, and they will talk about almost anything, even if it means sharing every detail, every feeling, and every pleasure of making love with each other.

“I thought I saw you get out of the water in front of him just now.”

“Yes, I sucked his cock in the water.”

“Ah! …”

In the darkness, I could still perceive Haru’s stunned face.

Fellow warriors, don’t be fooled into thinking that I have some great bedside manner that can make a woman fall in love with me.

I’m actually like everyone else.

The scenes in pornography and sex novels where you have to fight for a long time without getting diarrhea are all hype, never feasible, and never to be emulated.

I think there is a fundamental difference between intercourse and lovemaking; intercourse must be short, lovemaking long.

The term sexual intercourse refers to the act of coitus between the simple sexual organs of the opposite sex.

For example, animal mating almost always involves ejaculation of the male’s genitals into the female’s genitals, accomplishing the task of mating and reproducing.

Has anyone ever seen an animal entwined in bed like a man? Whoring is pretty much like animal mating, except instead of reproduction, it’s an act that men do to get their sexual juices flowing.

Most won’t last.

I seldom visit prostitutes, in those experiences that can be counted, most of the insertion and twitching not long, the longest not more than ten in the ejaculation.

The reason is that prostitutes will not even be on you, just to make money and you have sex, when your cock has not yet stabbed in she may start screaming, once you inserted, she is more twisting and screaming, make a killing, three or two times to get you done, do not wait for you to come back to your senses, she has already taken the money and left.

All of you should know this well.

Making love, a sexual act between a man and a woman – whether husband and wife or lovers – that goes beyond mere intercourse.

Embracing, kissing, caressing; thrusting in different positions, different frequencies of pumping… From the body to the mind, the mingling produces a substance that acts on the brain and then spreads to every blood vessel and every inch of the body, the pleasure of which is unparalleled, and thus you will consciously or unconsciously allow this feeling to be delayed and enjoyed as much as possible until both parties have reached the realm of immortality.

If there is an exception, it is coitus with a sexual partner, somewhere between intercourse and lovemaking, hard to say please tell.

I have had such an experience: a little brother of mine came back from a business trip to the county town not long ago and said to me with pleasure: “Brother, I found a superb, first-class oral skills, a hundred big hairs to get it done, absolutely worth it!!!!”

So, encouraged by him three times, I went with him to the county seat that night.

Two pounds of yellow wine down, after a full meal, we opened a room in the county party committee guest house, he called the “excellent”

Recruitment.

“Bang, bang, bang,” there was a knock on the door of the room.

“Come in.”

The little brother went forward and opened the door, introducing a woman.

“This is my brother and this is Wu.

Sisters, serve my brother well and the tip is on me.”

After that, he went out the door and left.

Wu, less than 160cm tall, wearing a sleeveless black T-shirt, jeans, black skin, big buttocks fat, people are not pretty, but also not ugly; walking up the road with legs spread out, double peaks trembling.

She is one of those women that a man will instantly feel the urge to fuck her at first sight.

She walked over to the bed and sat down, “Brother, I’ll take a shower with you, okay?”

We stripped naked and went into the bathroom.

Under the spray of the showerhead, she skillfully washed me from top to bottom, taking special care to clean my anus.

Then she slathered a pair of big boobs with body lotion and cupped my cock in the center and pumped it back and forth, stopping just as I was about to erupt.

Then she quickly rinsed off, wiped me and her body, and went back to the bedroom together.

I lay very comfortably on the bed and she had me spread my legs and kissed me meticulously and gently down my neck, chest boob, and belly to my lower body, showing her tongue at my anus, which soon gave me an erection.

Seeing that my cock had raised its head, I eased it into my mouth.

The oral skills of this are truly remarkable, no wonder my little brother even complimented her as being superb.

She skillfully used her lips, tongue, and throat to gently show her face and slowly suck on it, taking it fast and slow in a way that was spot on, better than the feeling of a cock pumping in her pussy.

After only a few minutes, it was hard for me to hold back any longer.

I stood up so she was on her knees, my hands tugging at her hair as my cock slammed into her mouth, slamming her head back with each stroke.

“Boo, boo…”

With several pulses of my cock, I ejaculated, and she sucked me in so hard that she had reached her throat.

When I was done, I collapsed into bed exhausted and fell asleep in a flash.

It was already the next morning when I slept fishy.

In the light through the curtains, I found her lying at the base of my thighs, still asleep with my long weakened cock in her mouth.

At that time, there was a real indescribable feeling in my heart.

I couldn’t help but gently stroke her and knead her nipples, unable to resist getting hard again in her mouth.

At this point, she glanced at me with seemingly awakened eyes, turned aside and went back to sleep.

I lifted up and sat up and continued stroking from her wave down, and when I touched her pussy, it actually felt like I was touching a baby’s ass.

Surprised, I parted her two fat legs and looked.

The labia majora is particularly fat and thick, legs spread out, can only see the inner labia minora like the mouth slightly spit out the tip of the tongue.

I’ve seen a lot of women in person, and there’s absolutely nothing like this.

I poked my finger into the cunnilingus crossing and found it astringent.

She hasn’t woken up yet.

So, seeming to have long forgotten that she was a recruited whore, I stroked some spit on my cock, climbed on top of her, and poked at her vagina.

Two or three trips back and forth and finally inside.

She woke up under my jerking.

Maybe it was the higher libido in the morning, maybe it was last night’s release, maybe it was the alcohol, in any case, that intercourse with her lasted for quite a while, and at the end of it, she was sweating profusely, and I had a full-blown diarrhea.

It was the most comfortable and the only time in the history of my whoring, not unlike so-called sex.

Later, Wu became my sexual partner and we still have occasional coitus to this day.

Oh, digressing.

Or then again.

That night, Han and Haru’s stolen conversation was interrupted when they realized I was awake, and they said goodbye to each other and parted ways.

A week late afternoon.

I was at Han’s house having a good nap after making love to her.

The door to the room suddenly opened.

It must have been Han’s bag husband who came back! I woke up with a jolt and rolled over from the bed in a single leap, grabbing the clothes and pants thrown on the floor in order to run to the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Han is woken up with a fright.

“You bad man, you come in without knocking, trying to scare us to death?”

Hearing Han’s teasing voice brought me back to my senses.

It turned out to be Haru who opened the door and came in.

She had a key to this place, as we all knew originally, and Han had warned her to always knock first when she opened the door so as not to cause embarrassment by entering by mistake.

Today, I don’t know if she forgot or did it on purpose.

The scene was indeed embarrassing, both Han and I were naked and Chun was in a dilemma.

After all, they are sisters, and both of their hearts are in the right place.

“Chun, come in. Don’t be embarrassed. You saw his bare ass the other night.”

Haru hesitated, but closed the door and came in.

I rushed into the bathroom.

I went to bed after finishing with Han just now, and now I felt some fit in my lower body, so I turned on the water and rinsed it off.

I washed and dressed before returning to the bedroom.

Han was naked in her robe, her nipples and pubic hair faintly visible.

They had been used to seeing each other naked for a long time.

But, after all, I was there, and it seemed somewhat natural for Haru to see me go out and blush for a moment.

Han also got up and got out of bed at this moment and walked into the bathroom, leaving a sentence: “I’ll take a shower, you guys talk first.”

Talk? What to talk about, how to talk! In the middle of the awkward conversation, Chun called me from the bathroom, “Bring my clothes in.”

I took the opportunity to leave.

Fellow warriors, it’s not that I’m a hypocrite pretending to be one.

It’s really because it came out of nowhere, unprepared and overwhelmed.

That night, we cooked dinner together at Han’s house.

After the meal, we all opened the beer again long should drink until late at night.

“It’s too late, I should get back to the team.”

“Yeah! It’s past 12:00, the team closed a long time ago.”

Han said as he subconsciously looked at his watch.

Haru flinched.

Looking at us not knowing what to do.

Han said thoughtfully, “Stay here, don’t leave.”

At that time, a feeling that I had never felt before suddenly flooded my heart, plausibly.

Han pulled up Chun and went into the bathroom together, I don’t know what the two sisters said in there, and the content of that conversation is still an unrevealed secret to me to this day.

When they came out, Han said, “You take the couch, we’ll take the bed.

After the lights out, the two of them lying on the bed with wide clothes and whispering, I slept on the sofa and wanted to listen but how can not hear clearly, in a daze, I thought for a while and then went to sleep.

As if in the middle of a picturesque place, I was lying comfortably naked on the grass, with two slender, beautiful-looking women on my left and right, one kissing me tenderly, the other sucking on my penis, and the two of them talking affectionately about their feelings… “Don’t be afraid to take it in, it will be very stimulating. “

I snapped out of it.

It’s Han talking.

She cradled my head in her arms and Chun crouched stupidly in front of the couch, looking right at my bottom.

As it turned out, my pants were down and my penis was standing angrily.

It’s hard for anyone to help themselves when they see this.

With total disregard, I rolled off the floor and wrapped my arms around Chun and pressed her into a wild kiss.

Haru began to struggle against it, but gradually the instincts latent within her body were aroused to respond to my naked and forceful advances, and she let me do whatever I wanted.

Han flattened me on the ground after a moment of rough debauchery, smacked and sucked my cock, and grabbed Chun’s hand to rub my balls.

It was the first time in my life that I had ever made out with two women, and I was so excited.

I pushed away from Han’s body, which I had long been familiar with, and picked Haru up and threw him over the edge of the bed.

Shocked by the oral sex scene she had just witnessed, Haruichi lost her ego and shyness, and her vagina filled with moisture.

I was in without a hitch in one go.

In front of Han, I pumped in and out of Chun’s cunt in tight bursts, fully enjoying the lubricated, warm pleasure.

Han was lying next to her, and one moment I probed over and kissed her wetly, and the next moment I sucked in and showed and licked Chun’s nipples.

Beautiful! Wonderful! It’s hard to describe in any words this feeling of coitus with two women who are as close as sisters.

After all, Han had been with two men and had a strong sexual desire, and seeing me with her sister, she was even more aroused.

Suddenly, she pushed me off of Chun and mounted me on my crotch, sitting on her arms and moving up and down.

Chun is simple, see this situation will not know what to do, at a loss.

Han moved and softly called out, “Chun, kiss him, kiss him!”

I was busy wrapping my arms around Haru’s neck for a deep kiss, and in her ecstasy Haru instinctively stuck out the tip of her tongue, which I took into my mouth at once and sucked on.

The three entered into a state of oblivion, gasping for air.

At some point Haru’s arms tightened around my head and my hands were busy squeezing her breasts from side to side.

A while later, I sat up again and held Chun on my lap, letting her vagina slide down over my cock, lifting her ass up and down; a while later, I was thrusting into Han’s vagina and slamming frantically… This three-way sex went on for quite a while, and I was eventually overwhelmed.

When I screamed: I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum! Chun immediately jerked up, my penis launched, Han hastily put it in her mouth, let me in her mouth completed the ejaculation.

Wait for me to weaken before you let your mouth go.

After that, we had coitus a few times.

Today, both sisters are married, and thus disconnected.

Whenever I think back to those soul-crushing situations, there is always so much, so much sweetness that I can’t shake.

Yet more heartfelt sighs.