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We've been married for 10 years, and our son is 8 years old—a happy family of three. As the years have passed, our marriage has gone from initial passion and excitement after having a child to a gradual decline into a mundane routine. Ten years—it sounds so long, yet it feels so short. We've gone from vibrant youth to approaching middle age in the blink of an eye. Time washes everything away, leaving only the marks of time. We're no longer young, no longer passionate; all that's left is a formulaic life: home—work—home. The content is unchanging: elderly parents, children, the mundane necessities of life. Our once-hopeful intimacy has lost its excitement, like the three daily meals—bland and tasteless, yet unavoidable. Perhaps this is what they call visual fatigue! In bed, we're like two familiar strangers, mechanically moving without any desire, like a son completing homework—a little reluctant, yet unable to avoid it. Perhaps this is life!

Undeniably, in these mundane days, we both inevitably started some subtle actions. Actually, we could both sense it. Although we both hid it well, after all, we've been married for 10 years, and we can both perceive subtle, imperceptible changes. But for the sake of the family, neither of us dared to break the ice. We each knew exactly how far things had progressed; no one mentioned it, and no one tried to stop us. However, one sunny early summer Sunday afternoon, we sat at home drinking tea, chatting casually. I don't know who brought it up first, but we talked about our current life. Unexpectedly, we were both so frank and serious, as if we had planned it beforehand. Time flew by, and we talked for a full four hours. Reflecting on our 10 years together, we finally reached the same conclusion: we needed to improve our marriage, to rekindle some of the passion we once had, even if it was just a little bit! We agreed to both take Monday off work, drop the kids off at school, and then drive to a hot spring resort in the suburbs to relax, enjoy some time alone together.
On Monday, everything went as planned. Around noon, we arrived at the hot spring resort in the suburbs, had a quick lunch, and checked into our room. The room was a semi-detached villa, a single-story house with one bedroom and one living room. The backyard had a large, semi-open-air hot spring pool that could easily accommodate four people, surrounded by high walls. Perhaps because it was Monday, there were very few people. Everything around felt so quiet and cozy. We took off our clothes and soaked in the hot spring, closing our eyes and enjoying the comfortable feeling of the warm water caressing our bodies. I opened my eyes and looked at my wife, naked in the pool. It had been a long time since I had looked at her so closely. She had gained some weight; having given birth, she had a little extra fat on her lower abdomen. Time waits for no one! However, I was comforted by the fact that my wife's skin was still as fair as before, and although her breasts and buttocks had sagged a bit, they were still quite full. My wife was 1.65 meters tall and weighed 120 kilograms, a typical figure for a married woman. I squinted again, wanting to savor the sight of my naked wife before me. She lay in the pool, eyes closed, seemingly aware of my gaze. She slowly opened them, and seeing me staring at her intently, smiled slightly, a hint of mischief in her eyes, and said, "What are you thinking about?" I opened my eyes wide, looking directly at her, and whispered, "Making love!" "I knew you were thinking about something naughty!" my wife retorted softly, her voice equally coquettish. I chuckled twice, feeling a stirring in my lower body; my penis gradually hardened. To be honest, this was the first time in all our years of marriage that we'd bathed together like this. My wife sensed my change, glancing at my already erect penis out of the corner of her eye, and smiled.
After a moment of silence, perhaps just a few seconds, my wife climbed up to me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and said in a voice only we could hear, "Hey! Honey! Let's do it in the water! We've never done it in the water before, it'll be so exciting!" I didn't say anything, just smiled at her, seeing her face flush slightly. I lowered my head, cupped her breasts in my hands, and unconsciously took one of her large nipples into my mouth to suckle. After soaking in the hot spring water, I could feel that my wife's breasts were swollen, and her skin was much redder—no! It should be much pinker. I greedily sucked on the nipple, which had become larger from breastfeeding, watching her areola slowly turn red. While suckling, I kneaded her other breast with my hand. After a while, my wife felt something and let out a soft moan, "Oh! Oh! Oh…!" I kissed and suckled at her body, which was so familiar to me. My wife was aroused. Without realizing it, she straddled me with her legs in the water, her hands around my head, her lips whispering in my ear, "Husband! I want it!" Then, without warning, she reached into the water and grabbed my long-awaited penis. She lifted herself slightly, then sat down forcefully, inserting my penis completely into her. At the same time, I heard her gasp softly, "Oh! My God!" Perhaps because of the unfamiliar environment, or to avoid being overheard, she controlled her voice. At this moment, I could feel my wife was completely aroused. She closed her eyes, moving up and down with perfect understanding and skill. Her full breasts bounced in front of me and near my mouth with her movements. I truly felt that long-lost excitement filling my entire body. The warm spring water surrounded us, our lower bodies submerged. I braced myself on the steps by the pool, keeping my upper body above the water, my legs on the bottom, eagerly awaiting each powerful thrust from my wife. "Ah! Ah! Ah!..." My wife, while enjoying this rare pleasure, kept letting out familiar, exciting moans. However, she still tried to control the volume, after all, this wasn't our own home where we could be as carefree. I was already a little tipsy, to the point of forgetting myself. Who cares? Nobody knows us anyway, who can tell us what to do when we're having sex? I thought to myself! Then I whispered to my wife, "Baby, louder, louder!" Encouraged, or perhaps because the pent-up pleasure was finally coming again, my wife let out sounds from deep in her throat—no, from the very depths of her being. "Oh! Oh! Oh!..." My wife began to moan loudly, the loudest I'd ever heard in our 10 years of marriage. She had completely forgotten everything else. The rhythm of her moans grew faster and faster, and each moan became more powerful! I knew my wife's climax was approaching. I also felt my pent-up energy about to explode in this beautiful moment. "Slap! Slap! Slap!..." The crisp sounds of their bodies colliding mingled with their frenzied cries, weaving a beautiful melody that drifted into our ears, pounding against our eardrums and stimulating our nerves. As if driven by a powerful force, I thrust forcefully into my wife, matching her rhythmic movements. A warm pool of water seemed to frolic under our influence, creating small ripples around our bodies. At the same time, I opened my mouth and took one of her erect nipples, which swayed before my eyes, into my mouth, sucking on it frantically. I alternated between sucking on each nipple. Just as she was about to reach her climax, I gently bit her nipple with my teeth. "Ah! Husband, I can't take it anymore!" my wife cried out, and I felt a primal force about to erupt from deep within me. I quickened the pace of my thrusts and increased the force. Not long after, accompanied by our passionate shouts, a thrilling current surged through our bodies, and we once again experienced the pleasure of reaching a shared climax, a feeling we hadn't felt in a long time. My wife held my head, pressed against my body, and breathed heavily. However, our bodies didn't separate; my penis remained inside her. After about half a minute, I saw a thick, white fluid flow from our point of contact, slowly dissipating and gradually dissolving into the warm pool water. After a while, my wife gestured for me to sit on the edge of the pool. I slowly pulled my penis out of her, and she let out a soft "Oh!" I sat up on the edge of the pool, and my engorged penis floated to the surface. Strangely, although my penis had just experienced a fierce battle and was somewhat limp, it didn't shrink or recede as usual. Instead, it maintained its original length, as if panting and waiting for its owner's call. My wife also noticed this subtle change and seemed very excited. Suddenly, my wife knelt down in the water facing me, grabbed my penis with both hands, and began to give me oral sex. To be honest, after so many years of marriage, my wife's oral sex skills were quite good. However, at this moment, in this place, I felt a strange excitement I had never felt before. My wife kept changing her techniques, and I noticed her body trembling slightly underwater. After about 10 minutes, my penis was erect again in front of her. Suddenly, my wife jumped up from the pool and ran quickly into the room. Before I could fully process what was happening, she came out with a large bath towel from the shower stall. Years of tacit understanding made me immediately understand her intention. We smiled at each other, watching her spread the towel on the edge of the pool. I stepped out of the water and stood on the edge. We didn't speak, continuing in silence. Perhaps, any words at this moment would be superfluous. My wife spread out a bath towel, turned her back to me, knelt on the towel, placed her hands on the ground, and shamelessly raised her hips high, displaying her lush pubic hair before my eyes, like prey waiting for the hunter's madness.
It was a plunder! It was also a seductive provocation. I knelt behind her on one knee, one hand supporting her plump buttocks, pressing down slightly. She immediately adjusted her position, arching her back, and now she was perfectly positioned. My other hand grasped my now-erect penis, aiming it at her slightly parted, moist entrance, and gently thrust my hips forward. "Sizzle!" My entire penis entered my wife's body, and I heard her let out a low moan, "Mmm!" What followed was another exhilarating marital battle. Amidst my wife's post-orgasmic ramblings, I also ejaculated. So pleasurable! It felt like a memory from long ago, yet now it felt fresh and real. My wife collapsed weakly onto the towel, seemingly still savoring the excitement. I, too, was utterly exhausted; my penis drooped helplessly, shrinking like a deflated balloon. After a short rest, we soaked in the hot spring together for a while before getting up and returning to our room. We took showers and lay down on the bed, embracing each other. I felt really tired and sleepy. But even lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep immediately. We stayed in each other's arms, in a half-awake, half-asleep state, reminiscing about the exciting moments that had just happened in a dreamlike voice, hoping to slowly drift off to sleep. Suddenly, as if possessed, I blurted out, "Such a beautiful setting! It would have been perfect if there had been another couple with us!" As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized my mistake. A jolt ran through me, and all sleepiness vanished. However, words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back. I knew I was about to receive a merciless scolding from my wife. I stood there, speechless, as if time and air had frozen. But my wife remained silent and motionless. After what seemed like an eternity, my wife turned to me, breaking the silence. In a gentle, peaceful tone, she asked, "You really want to?" My eyes widened, and I nodded. Unexpectedly, she smiled. "You want to play some kind of... game?" she asked, a hint of coquettishness in her voice. I replied, "I had that thought just now!" Another smile, tinged with a slight chuckle. She slowly said, "I don't object!" This time, I was speechless. I sat up abruptly and said solemnly, "Really?" My wife looked at me and nodded firmly. Haha, it was truly a case of "searching high and low without finding it, only to have it fall into my lap effortlessly!" A surge of secret joy welled up within me! What others struggled to obtain, I had acquired so easily. At that moment, I even doubted everything I had heard! We were wide awake and began a lively discussion. We talked about many things, sharing our perspectives, and finally reached a consensus, along with a few rules. Without affecting our families, we can find couples who share the same ideas to enjoy the pleasure of sex together; the other person must be a married couple with legitimate jobs, or a long-term relationship; they must be in good health; if we confirm the other person's health, we can go without condoms; and we don't object to four people playing together. As we talked, an inexplicable excitement washed over us, and before I knew it, my penis had become erect again… … What
followed, of course, was another round of passion.
As the sun set, we got up and headed home, merging into the sea of cars and people with a sense of anticipation. We both looked forward to a new chapter in our lives. Walking home, we remained silent. But I knew we were both feeling a surge of emotions, our thoughts racing, unsure of what awaited us. After a day of indulgence at the hot springs, we returned to the familiar yet monotonous reality, playing our respective roles. We picked up our child from school, went home, ate dinner as usual, watched our son study, settled him to bed, and then returned to our warm, comfortable bed. Leaning against the headboard, I read the newspaper, and my wife read a book. Usually, we would chat casually about trivial matters and what we'd seen or heard, but today we were both silent. I flipped through the day's newspaper, but couldn't absorb a single word. I didn't know why; my mind was a jumbled mess, completely confused. Finally, I broke the silence, turning to my wife and asking, "Do you think this is okay?" My wife seemed to immediately understand what I meant. Perhaps she, like me, is in a state of confusion, and reading is just a pretext. My wife put down her book, looked at me, blinked, and after a moment's thought, replied, "I don't know!" "Then do you want to?" I continued. "Hmm... how should I put it? I kind of want to, but I'm also afraid!" "Afraid of what?" I asked her, though I was also a little worried myself. My wife thought for a moment, and then I saw a faint blush rise on her face, which was no longer as tender as a young girl's. She softly replied, "I can't explain it either!" Yes! "Afraid"—such simple and clear words, yet at this moment, those two words contained such richness, so indescribable, so inexplicable, like a lead weight pressing down on my heart, feeling heavy. Could ten years of shared trials and tribulations be so easily crushed by the chariot of desire? I don't know! I don't know! I really don't know! However, one thing I was clear about was that there was a door in our hearts that we both wanted to open, to see what kind of world lay behind it, hoping that a ray of bright sunshine would drift in and dispel the gloom that seemed to hang over our lives. After a long silence, I broke it again, "What do you think we should do next?" "What do you think?" My wife replied without hesitation this time. "How about we give it a try?" After another moment of silence, my wife said, "Let's look for it first, what do you say?" "Okay!" I answered excitedly after receiving my wife's approval. I casually tossed the newspaper onto the floor beside the bed, sat up, and asked, "How do we look for it? Should you look or should I?" My wife smiled slightly, the first smile she had shown all night, and said with a shy, coquettish tone, "This is a man's job, why are you asking me? I'm embarrassed to do this!" With that, she put down her book, turned over, and went to sleep. Hey! It's supposed to be a job for both of us, so how did it become just my job? I thought to myself, but a faint smile still appeared on my face. I got up, turned off the light, and looked at my sleeping wife in the darkness, and smiled again. Though it was a smile, a complex feeling welled up inside me. Whatever, let's sleep first. After all, today had brought unexpected gains. I was tired, really tired! Several youthful indulgences had left us exhausted. With our hopes for a new chapter tomorrow, we drifted off to sleep, and we both slept soundly and deeply that night. The next day, as usual, I rushed to work. But this time, I felt a sense of freshness and comfort. I walked briskly into the office and immediately turned on the computer. Normally, I would have made a strong cup of tea, opened the newspaper, and lingered for ages. I went online, searched—a series of practiced operations. Soon, I found a bunch of relevant information; I hadn't expected it to be so easy. During my spare time at work, I sifted through the numerous related results. Without much effort, I found a QQ group for couples in our city to make friends. I never expected so many people to share this hobby! But which ones are genuine? Which ones are fake? It seems I'll have to do some careful work first! Never mind, since I've embarked on this path, I'll just keep going! Whether it's good or bad, I'll try it first. I immediately messaged the group admin, explaining that we were a sincere couple and wanted to try making friends with other couples. After a long wait, luckily, the admin replied. We chatted, and after confirming my sincerity, he asked me to send him a photo of us as a couple. I immediately sent him a photo of us from my computer. Simply put, he approved my request and gave me a few pointers. I was incredibly excited, but at the same time, I felt extremely nervous—it was my first time! My heart was in my throat, my breathing was rapid, my face was flushed, and even my hand holding the teacup was trembling. However, a powerful force and my own desire drove me to forget everything else. There were quite a few people in the group, but not many were online. I eagerly checked each friend's profile; haha, they wrote all sorts of things, it was really interesting. I calmed myself down a bit and quickly sent friend requests to everyone, online or offline. I waited expectantly for their replies! Soon, I received responses, and I chatted enthusiastically with them. As for the content, I think everyone has been through this before—it was nothing more than age, height, appearance, and of course, our thoughts on exchanging partners. However, after chatting for a while, I realized that there weren't many sincere people who met our requirements. Actually, at this point, I really didn't know what kind of people met our requirements; I was just chatting with them based on a gut feeling, feeling very nervous but pretending to be very casual. Time passed by, but there were no results, leaving my enthusiastic and eager heart feeling disappointed.
At this moment, several young men in their early twenties kept sending me messages, asking me to send them photos—what was this all about? I was a little annoyed! "So young, are they even fully grown yet? Coming here to hang out, how could they possibly be a couple?" Later I learned these kids were looking for couples to play threesomes with, but we didn't want that. I ignored them, drinking my tea and busy with my work, while also quietly waiting. About an hour later, I heard a "thump! thump! thump!" sound from the computer, like knocking on a door. I knew someone had come online. I didn't look up, continuing to work. Suddenly, "beep! beep! beep!" The computer on my desk emitted a crisp, pleasant sound. Someone had sent me a message. I subconsciously glanced at the screen. My friend who had just come online (hereafter referred to as A) had sent me a message through the group chat. I immediately put down my work, clicked the mouse, and a short message appeared: "Are you new here?" I immediately checked his profile; he was two years younger than me, not bad! My intuition told me this person was suitable. I immediately replied: "Yes! I just joined today," and then we started chatting. At first, we repeated what we'd mentioned before. As the conversation flowed, the atmosphere became more lively. We learned about each other's situations and thoughts, felt much more familiar, and our speech became more relaxed, even direct. I realized they were quite experienced. "Do you have a video?" he suddenly asked. I said, "No, I'm at work, I don't have a video." "Then do you have photos?" Again, photos? I immediately countered, "Do you have any?" "We have videos. If you send us photos, I can show you our video." Huh?!
"Great! Great!" My brain immediately buzzed with excitement, and my heart raced with nervousness. Was this real? Could it be that all those fantasies from yesterday were about to become reality? My mind raced, but my hands didn't stop. I found what I considered to be the best photo of the two of us on my computer and sent it to him. Soon, he opened the video call. I saw a man about my age, who looked very capable. "Did you see me?" he asked. "Yes, yes," I quickly replied, feeling incredibly excited, almost speechless. "Want to see my wife?" he asked. "Yes!" I answered without hesitation. Heh, who wouldn't? We'd been chatting for ages, waiting for this. A moment later, Mr. A's wife sat down in front of the screen, a voluptuous woman, who I felt was even more voluptuous than my own wife. I excitedly opened my eyes wide, afraid of missing a single detail. I greedily, now that I think about it, I really did greedily look at her. Damn it, why is this video window so small? Who invented it? Couldn't they invent a bigger window? I cursed inwardly. The woman in the video appeared mature and composed. "How does it feel?" she asked. Heh! This was the first time in my life I'd scrutinized someone with such a clear, albeit ulterior, purpose. To be honest, I prefer women with a fuller figure, and she certainly fit my aesthetic preferences. I said, "Yes, pretty good!" Then, I started chatting with A's wife. I'll keep the details of our conversation a secret; it's really inconvenient to describe here. After about fifteen minutes, A returned to the screen, interrupting our conversation. "You've seen us," A said. "Yes, yes," I quickly replied. A continued, "We've seen your photos too, and they seem good. Go home and discuss it with your wife. After all, you're newlyweds. Discuss it yourselves first, and then contact each other again tomorrow!" "Okay, okay!" I hurriedly replied, still feeling somewhat overwhelmed by the excitement. Our first chat ended just like that. After work, I drove quickly through the rush hour traffic, all my past complaints about traffic jams gone, my only thought was to get home as fast as possible. When I got home, my wife had already picked up the kids. Seeing my slightly embarrassed face, she was a little surprised. "Why are you sweating? That's not like me!" My wife seemed to understand something, giving me a look, and I immediately understood. She didn't ask anything, and we finished everything as usual. Once in bed, I described the day's events to her in detail. My wife listened attentively, a familiar blush occasionally rising on her face. When I mentioned some of my naughty thoughts, my wife blushed, lowered her head, and avoided looking at me. She was shy—such a familiar expression! Ten years ago, I knew it so well, yet ten years had made it so unfamiliar. I felt as if I had rediscovered something I had once lost. I was getting agitated. I stared at my wife, who kept her head down, not looking at me. I could feel her face was burning. After a moment of silence, I suddenly exploded. My hands roughly but expertly ripped off her nightgown. My wife looked at me in surprise. "What are you doing?" Before she could finish her sentence, I had stripped her naked. What am I doing? Did I even need to ask? What can a husband and wife do in bed? I forcefully turned her over, her back to me, face down on the bed. Despite my rough movements, she managed to adjust her position quickly. A husband and wife are a husband and wife, after all; they could achieve perfect harmony in a split second. I raised my already erect penis, aimed it at her secret opening, and *whoosh!* My penis slid in completely. "Ah!!!" My wife screamed, her head slumped, and she fell onto the pillow. I wonder if our son next door heard her. Damn! Without any foreplay, my wife's vagina was so lubricated; I hadn't expected it. Could it be that she was already aroused? Without thinking, I continued what I was doing. I reached my hands to my wife's chest, grasping her breasts, which I had held countless times before, and kneaded them vigorously. I lay on her back, thrusting into her as if releasing my pent-up emotions. "Ah! Ah... Ah!..." From the moment I entered her, my wife never stopped moaning. A fierce battle ensued, and with another cry, we both reached our long-awaited climax. After a short rest, my wife weakly scolded, "What's wrong with you today?" What's wrong? Did I even need to ask? Wasn't that a rhetorical question? I chuckled. Seeing my somewhat mischievous smile, my wife lightly punched me with her fist, turned, and got out of bed to go to the bathroom. I also got out of bed, tiptoed to my son's room, gently pushed open the door, saw his sleeping face, smiled slightly, closed the door, and returned to my own bed. Another deep, sweet sleep!
I woke up this morning to a busy day, and seeing my wife's more radiant face eased the gloom that had settled in my heart in recent years. From then on, I added another task I voluntarily took on—online chatting. Arriving at the office, my first task was no longer making tea, but turning on the computer and going online. As planned, I met A again on QQ. Today, we greeted each other like old friends. He asked how our discussion from last night went, and I said it was okay. He was very happy, and we agreed to have a phone call together that evening. Ah! My mood was truly pleasant, and work felt much easier. In the afternoon, I held my teacup, leaned against the office window, and watched the endless stream of cars and bustling crowds below, lost in thought. You know, people are so strange. Humans have desires, but when do these desires ever end? We're always impeccably dressed, so respectable, yet deep down, how can our hearts be so bizarre and unspeakable? What awaits us? Passion? Excitement? Or satisfaction? But what comes after satisfaction? What else could happen? Would there be danger? Would I contract a disease? Would my family be torn apart…? I dare not think about it, I dare not think any further. The masses of people beneath my feet, what are you thinking? How do you live? Do you, like me, harbor some kind of unspeakable secret?
As soon as I got off work, I rushed home as usual, something on my mind. I also wanted to tell my wife the results of my conversation with A, hoping she would accept my promise. I ate a hasty dinner, and while washing the dishes in the kitchen, I quickly and briefly told my wife the results of my conversation with A during the day, and that A and his wife wanted to speak with us on the phone. My wife listened to my story while washing the dishes, and finally chuckled softly to herself. At that moment, I understood; I didn't need to wait for her answer, I already had the answer. After finishing the housework and settling the children in their studies, I took my wife's hand and said, "Let's go for a walk!" My wife didn't say anything, picked up my phone from the coffee table, and took my arm as we went out. Early summer, a gentle breeze carrying the faint fragrance of various plants caressed our faces, so warm and comfortable. It had been a long, long time since we had walked hand in hand like this, and I couldn't help but feel a little wistful. The passage of time has made us realize that our youth is gone, and fragmented memories of the past are slowly resurfacing in our hearts. We didn't immediately call Mr. and Mrs. A; instead, we walked arm in arm through the neighborhood, discussing things earnestly and frankly. "Have you thought it through?" my wife asked seriously. "I have, but I'm not sure if I'm truly ready. I really want to experience that novel and exciting feeling. We've focused too much on the practical aspects of life in the past, neglecting our spiritual feelings. People our age seem to have experienced a lot, but we've never truly valued ourselves," I replied just as earnestly. "Are you ready?" my wife asked. I thought for a moment and replied, "I've thought about it carefully these past two days. If we can both be honest with each other, I think I can accept it. I really want to try. What about you? What do you think?" "I... I'm not sure yet. I don't object to trying, but I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed, afraid you won't be able to accept it," I smiled at my wife. "Honestly, I don't have any concerns about this itself. We're an old married couple, what can't we accept? As long as you're willing, I have no problem." My wife smiled back at me and said, "I also want to try, but I don't know what the result will be." I still smiled and replied, "Hehe, don't think so much. Just think of it as a passionate game we're playing!" My wife became a little shy, hugged my arm tightly, and whispered, "I'm just embarrassed! Doing that with a strange man, I can't be completely uninhibited, can I?" After hearing her say that, I tilted my head back, and for some reason, a wicked, satisfied smile appeared on my face… Time flew by, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. I said, "Let's call them!" "Okay," my wife replied readily, handing me her phone. I took the phone, a strange nervousness rising within me, my movements a little flustered. I knew that from this moment on, we were about to open a door so alluring to us; we were about to enter that door and explore the world beyond; we would also be transformed in that world—transformed into what? I didn't know yet, perhaps only through fire could we be reborn. I dialed A's number, and they answered quickly, as if they had been waiting. "Hello? Is this A? Hello!" "Yes, it's me, are you Qin Yong? Hello!" We greeted each other. "Are you both there?" A asked first. "We're both there!" I replied. Suddenly, I was speechless. Although I could answer fluently in front of a computer, I didn't know what to say on the phone. After a long silence, I sensed that the other person was also waiting, but I couldn't quite describe what they were feeling. "Have you two decided?" After a long silence, A broke the silence first. "Yes, we've decided!" I answered affirmatively. "Then you should talk to my wife first!" I heard A hand the phone to his wife. At that moment, I immediately felt a surge of heat rising from my heart, gradually spreading to my brain, and my face flushed. All the questions and answers I had prepared were completely forgotten. I asked some irrelevant questions incoherently. My wife held my arm tightly, her head close to my ear, trying to hear every sound on the other end of the line. I was so nervous that I didn't know what to say or ask. I could feel that A's wife was speaking very calmly and skillfully on the other end of the line. My wife nudged me, indicating that she wanted to say a few words, and I immediately said, "Let my wife talk to you!" "Okay!" the other party replied calmly. I handed the phone to my wife, who took it and excitedly started chatting with the other person. I never expected that she, who was usually so taciturn with strangers, would be so talkative. She and the couple talked non-stop for over half an hour. During that time, she told me everything about our thoughts, concerns, and sexual desires, making me blush. I stared at her, stunned; she occasionally smiled shyly at me while speaking. When I felt they had finished their conversation, I interrupted them. I composed myself, took the phone, and slowly asked, "How are you feeling?" A, on the other end, said happily, "I feel good about you two. When are you free? Come over to our house, let's meet up. If neither of us is averse to it, how about we try something?" "Sure! We'll go back and discuss it. After all, it's our first time trying this, we need to communicate!" I replied sincerely. "Okay! We'll wait for your reply. Goodbye!" "Bye!" Our first ever exciting yet nerve-wracking phone call ended just like that. Afterwards, it felt somewhat mysterious and warm, with a slightly sweet aftertaste, leaving a lingering aftertaste. After the phone call, we laughed and joked as we went home. After settling our son to bed and washing up, we hurriedly went to bed ourselves. The usually quiet bedtime routine was much more lively this time. Leaning against the bed, I eagerly asked, "How did you feel?" My wife just
laughed and didn't answer. "How did you feel?" I asked again. She still laughed, and after a while, she finally asked, "You really want to know what I think?" "Of course I want to know," I replied, feeling a little flustered by her ambiguous answer. My wife smiled and said, "Those two seem alright to me, they don't seem like bad people! But, I don't think I can play with them!" "What? What? What do you mean by 'can't'? Tell me!" At that moment, I felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over my head, instantly extinguishing the raging fire that had just ignited within me. My mind went blank. I didn't know what to say. Was all the hard work I'd put in for the past few days going to be destroyed by her casual remark? Was the door of hope that had just opened about to be closed so quickly? No! "No! I need to get her to explain. 'They seem fine, don't they? Tell me, why won't it work?' I asked, trying to clear my jumbled thoughts. 'I don't know, I can't explain it, it just doesn't feel right. You know what I mean? I just don't have that feeling!' My wife laughed, and once again I was speechless. A sense of dejection welled up inside me. I lay weakly on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and sighed. Seeing my somewhat gloating expression, my wife chuckled. I glanced at her slightly smug smile, feeling a surge of resentment. I said, 'Are you playing me? You say it's okay, but you don't really mean it!' My wife laughed again, seemingly pleased. She said, 'No, no, really no! I just feel it won't work. You can look for someone else, maybe someone else will do! Really, look for someone else!' I looked at her somewhat resentfully, thinking: Look for someone else? You make it sound so easy, but it's not that easy! Although I was somewhat dissatisfied, I thought again that this required both of us to be willing, and it wasn't something I could force. We chatted about other trivial things for a while before drifting off to sleep. This first, so longed-for close encounter ended abruptly, leaving a sense of regret and disappointment as it became a thing of the past. My once excited and passionate heart gradually calmed down. Could this be considered an experience, a kind of maturity? Although we are nearing forty and have weathered some storms, in this matter we are still like toddlers taking our first steps, everything seems to have just begun. Day after day, the cycle repeats itself, everything seems to have returned to the past, mundane and unremarkable. The only difference is that I am still searching online, waiting, hoping that a new and passionate experience will arrive soon. During these days, our sex life seems to have improved somewhat, especially when we talk about our thoughts and experiences with sex, it always ends with a passionate lovemaking session. It seems we are slowly accumulating something, and when it reaches a certain point, it will erupt like a volcano once the right environment is encountered. I can clearly feel that we are eager to try.
Since my brief but exciting encounter with Mr. and Mrs. A, I've become much more composed online. Occasionally, Mr. A would call me, hoping to take things further, but I always politely declined. To be honest, even now I still don't know why my wife said "I don't feel anything" that day. Whenever I ask her about it, she just smiles and never gives a clear answer. Women are like that; sometimes they're unpredictable. Later, through my persistent efforts and careful screening, we met Mr. and Mrs. B and C. Unlike with Mr. A, we didn't video chat and then talk on the phone. Basically, we chatted until we felt a connection, then arranged to meet in person at a teahouse. Both meetings were equally exciting, and even a little thrilling. Because before meeting, no one knew what the other would be like, what they would talk about, or what they would do; everything happened without any preparation. Mr. and Mrs. B were both quite nice, with refined manners and good character. Mrs. B was mature and charming. They were a year or two younger than us, and their child was four or five years old. Mrs. C was elegant and pretty, over 1.7 meters tall, almost as tall as me at first glance. Mr. C and I were about the same age, but his wife was much younger, about 10 years younger. Both meetings took place in a romantic and warm atmosphere. The men could greedily and passionately gaze at each other's wives without any hostility, while the women could shyly steal glances at each other's husbands without any restraint. Often, their eyes would meet briefly before quickly looking away, making one's heart itch with desire. Although they would say they were looking away, their hearts were clashing intensely. Occasionally, taking advantage of getting up to go to the restroom, they would intentionally or unintentionally engage in some slight physical contact with each other, which was quite exciting and pleasant. When the men talked about some key and stimulating topics, the women would always lower their heads, avoiding the gaze of their other men, their faces blushing shyly. Sometimes, they would join in, expressing their own opinions, but in the end, they would smile with lowered eyes under the passionate gaze of their husbands. What an experience it was! It was so unforgettable; even now, thinking back on it feels like I'm right there, unwilling to leave. However, good things often come with difficulties. Although we had closer interactions with Mr. and Mrs. B and C, we never progressed further for one reason or another. I clearly remember that after those two meetings, my wife and I had quite intense sexual intercourse. Each time, we fell asleep exhausted after an unparalleled stimulation and intense climax. During this process, we began to indulge in many novel fantasies and actions. She was no longer herself, and I was no longer myself.
Until one day, the appearance of Mr. and Mrs. D (hereinafter referred to as Jun and Hong) finally brought us a turn for the better after our blind waiting, and we finally achieved our goal. I met Jun through a QQ couples group. At first, we chatted casually and seemingly casually, and I didn't pay much attention. Through chatting, I learned that the couple was a few years older than us and, like us, had no successful experience in this area. They, too, felt mentally exhausted and numb after a long marriage, a feeling we deeply empathized with. After more than a month of lukewarm conversations, we became much more familiar, and our conversations became more casual. Having confirmed our mutual sincerity, we exchanged photos of ourselves as a couple. From the photos, I sensed they were a well-mannered, gentle middle-aged couple with fairly average looks, meeting our criteria for friendship. I wondered what Jun thought of our photos. In any case, our conversations began to heat up. The day after exchanging photos, Jun told me he had shown our pictures to his wife, who was quite satisfied. I told him that his wife was equally satisfied with their photos, and that evening, my wife and I even imagined them as rivals and had a playful argument. Jun and I were both very happy; the topics of conversation gradually increased, and our language became more unrestrained. We discussed many ideas and details about exchanging photos. After a period of communication, the day finally arrived for us to meet. It was a midsummer weekend evening, the air humid and muggy. Perhaps it was the tension, but my breathing was rapid. We both had a premonition that this trip would be fruitful. Before leaving, my wife dressed up carefully, choosing a white, sheer, sleeveless long dress that concealed some of her physical imperfections. Approaching forty, she looked rather slender. She even wore perfume, making her look even more alluring. We dropped the children off at my parents' house and drove to the teahouse we had arranged to meet. Jun and Hong hadn't arrived yet, so we chose a small private room with air conditioning, ordered a pot of green tea, and chatted while sipping it. My wife and I talked about random things, neither of us mentioning Jun and Hong's upcoming arrival. I could sense that we were both quite nervous and expectant, but we pretended to be nonchalant. My palms were slightly sweaty, and even though I was drinking tea, my throat felt dry and burning. Smelling the delicate fragrance emanating from my wife, and looking up at her face, filled with shyness and tenderness, we smiled knowingly. Half an hour later, Jun and Hong arrived gracefully. Both were quite tall, and it was clear they had taken great care in their appearance. Jun was 1.81 meters tall, wearing a white t-shirt and crisply pressed dark trousers, looking very gentlemanly. Hong was 1.68 meters tall, also wearing a sleeveless long dress in purple, which suited her perfectly—a look that was both intense and unpretentious. Jun was very robust, with a slightly protruding belly; for someone in his early forties, maintaining such a physique was quite impressive, indicating regular exercise. Hong was around thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, and like most women her age, she was somewhat full-figured. Perhaps it was well-concealed, or perhaps it was due to her height, but she still appeared quite well-proportioned. I took a very brief few seconds to carefully examine Hong, and I was quite satisfied. Her full breasts were accentuated by her well-fitting clothes, and her slightly protruding belly displayed the unique charm of a middle-aged woman. Her exposed arms were somewhat thick, but her skin was fair. Her face was made up, lightly powdered, and her skin, though showing some wrinkles, still looked smooth and delicate after the makeup. The other three had undoubtedly used the handshake and small talk as an opportunity to carefully observe their respective targets. Jun and Hong first apologized for being late due to traffic, and we, of course, said we didn't mind. After the pleasantries, there was a brief silence, perhaps because everyone was quite nervous, and no one knew what to say. The men were more courageous and broke the silence, casually talking about some interesting anecdotes from home and abroad—a man's forte, after all. After a while, the tense atmosphere seemed to ease considerably. For some reason, the wives remained silent, just quietly listening to the two men rambling on. I noticed that my wife's eyes were fixed on her teacup, and Hong's head was down. The men noticed the situation and felt a bit stifled. Soon, the topic shifted to the trivialities of their lives, and the wives became more lively, raising their heads and gradually joining in. As for me, I also stared at Hong with unabashed, somewhat greedy eyes. At first, Hong didn't dare look at me. As the conversation became more lively, she would occasionally glance at me, but she would immediately look away when our eyes met. I sipped my tea, maintaining a smile, and occasionally stole glances at my wife and Jun. I noticed they were doing the same, their eyes darting nervously and anxiously. Based on my previous two experiences, I felt confident. As we got to know each other better, the atmosphere became more lively, and the tension dissipated. Jun and I also boldly let our eyes linger on each other's wives. The wives no longer nervously avoided their husbands' gazes and some even bravely engaged in eye contact. However, when they noticed their husbands' gazes lingering greedily on certain sensitive areas, a blush would appear on their faces, and they would adjust their posture. Hong would sometimes intentionally or unintentionally cross her arms over her chest, perhaps trying to subtly block my intense desire for her rather prominent breasts. My wife would sometimes fidget and lean towards me, seemingly trying to avoid something, though it was unclear whether she was genuinely trying to. Hehe, they probably realized that their two husbands, with their rich life experience, had already used their sharp eyes to strip them naked and see through their bodies; all their feigned bravado was completely ineffective. As time went on, the atmosphere of the conversation became more relaxed and lively. The husbands seemed quite excited, talking animatedly; the wives, no longer coy, became much more confident and natural in their expressions and movements, occasionally even boldly showing off. Several times, Honghui straightened her back, no longer crossing her arms.
Before my burning gaze, she seemed to deliberately display her two plump breasts, making me somewhat fantasize, and I kept swallowing hard. My wife would also occasionally adjust her posture, intentionally letting Jun feast his eyes on her beauty with every gesture. At this time, I noticed that Jun's eyes were somewhat glazed over. Before I knew it, the topic had shifted, and it turned to something we were both looking forward to but were too embarrassed to mention. After the warm-up, Jun and I were much braver, and we shared our views with considerable candor. When Jun was speaking, I deliberately nudged my wife beside me. She immediately understood my intention, lowered her head shyly, and nodded with a gesture that was barely perceptible to the other person. I knew that my wife was satisfied with Jun. With my wife's approval, I was very happy, and listened to Jun's talk with a smile. Then I looked at Hong, who was fiddling with her teacup, a blush unconsciously rising to her cheeks. After Jun finished expressing his views, he apologized and went to the bathroom. Only my wife, my wife, and I, along with Hong, remained in the room, and a silence fell again. No one knew what to say in that brief moment. Suddenly, to my surprise, my wife softly asked Hong, "Are you satisfied with my husband?" My head spun, and I felt a rush of blood to my head. Such a direct question—I didn't know how Hong would answer. Hong glanced at me, then lowered her head again, softly saying, "I think he's great!" Haha, those simple words filled me with joy, a feeling of excitement instantly coursing through my body. I clearly realized that there were no longer any barriers or obstacles between our two couples; our four hearts could now communicate freely. Hong, after answering my wife's question, was already blushing deeply, her face as red as a sheet. When Jun returned, he didn't notice anything amiss and continued the conversation. I also deliberately got up, indicating that I needed to use the restroom. I knew I should give them a chance to talk to their wives alone, so I consciously lingered outside for a while longer. As expected, the atmosphere inside was quite lively. Everyone acted like long-lost friends, very friendly. The conversation then became quite explicit and direct, filled with laughter. We shared interesting stories about our sex lives with our spouses and our individual habits, bursting into laughter at the most amusing parts. Time flew by, and it was almost midnight. Having said everything we needed to say, we said our goodbyes with joy and satisfaction, and went our separate ways home.
My wife and I returned home feeling relaxed. We exchanged our feelings about Jun and Hong; with our son not home, we could be carefree. While washing up, we even started flirting like we used to when we were younger. My wife said, "Hong is quite something, even more voluptuous than me. You've got a good deal!" I retorted without hesitation, "Aren't you the same? You spent the whole night flaunting your charms, making Jun's eyes pop out..." Amidst our playful banter, we returned to the bedroom. Instead of getting into bed as she had done for years, my wife turned her back to me and provocatively removed her thin nightgown, leaving me completely naked. For some reason, facing this body I knew so well, I felt a burning desire. Normally, I would have given her a numb glance, then helplessly climbed into bed and fell asleep. But now, I felt as if the person standing before me wasn't my wife, but Hong with her mature, voluptuous body. My vision blurred, unable to distinguish reality from illusion. I seemed to see Hong's towering peaks, her lush meadows beckoning me. In an instant, I erupted, like an experienced hunter pouncing on its prey. My wife clearly sensed the difference in me, but she struggled with delight, trying to escape the hunter's advances. However, the prey could not escape the hunter's attack and surrendered amidst shouts. Without our son, we became even more unrestrained. After a fierce struggle, my wife cried out in alarm, and with an excited shout, I put down my beloved hunting rifle. We once again, unusually, embraced and slept. After the two couples met, Jun and I contacted each other online almost daily, joking with one another and actively discussing our various plans, tacitly making preparations. For the next two weekends, we met for dinner. We always found a private room for a quiet discussion; we didn't care much about the delicious food, the key was to experience the thrill and excitement together. Interestingly, for some reason, we switched seats during dinner: Hong sat next to me, and my wife sat next to Jun. Everything proceeded in a warm and romantic atmosphere; unconsciously, we had both made thorough mental preparations. During the meal, the conversation was relaxed and cheerful. Inevitably, we discussed many private matters, and when asked if their wives would be willing to do this or that, they often blushed and giggled. The wives no longer had the initial reservations and shyness, and instead became surprisingly bold. I often saw my wife whispering to Jun, then blushing and giggling as she adjusted her dress. I would also, without realizing it, secretly place my hand on Hong's leg, gently caressing it out of sight of my wives and Jun. Hong didn't resist at all, letting my hand roam freely. She would even lean over and intentionally brush her full breasts against my arm when she briefly picked up food or put something down. I felt a surge of pleasure, a growing arousal in my lower body. Once, I whispered in Hong's ear, "I really like your breasts, I want to take a look." Hong blushed slightly, but pretended to be nonchalant. While my wife and Jun weren't looking, she quickly placed her hand under my armpit and pulled up the hem of my sleeveless dress. I, too, pretended to sit upright and stole a greedy glance at her treasure. Wow! She was wearing a half-cup bra, and half of her white breast was proudly exposed, rising and falling with her breath. I really wanted to grab them and swallow them whole. Soon, Hong withdrew her hand, and I felt unsatisfied, pondering my next naughty idea. During our second dinner date, we mainly discussed practical matters, agreeing on the next steps and location. We were all very excited, chatting animatedly. After discussing the plan, the second half of the time was spent exchanging ideas individually—me and Hong, my wife and Jun, how exciting! We closed the door to the private room, dropped all pretense, and boldly displayed our desires, engaging in various subtle acts. My wife and Jun talked quietly, completely oblivious to our presence. Often, two hands—no, four hands—were fiddling with something under the table. Several times, my wife was amused and giggled, leaning into Jun's arms. Of course, I didn't let up on my advances towards Hong, trying to fulfill some of my earlier wicked ideas. While my wife and Jun were engrossed in their activities and oblivious to us, I made a bold request to Hong. Hong didn't object; she readily complied. She slowly leaned forward, bringing herself closer to me, pretending to look at the menu on the table. I quickly used my hands to thoroughly enjoy my two treasures, which I had been longing for, through their clothes. I still felt somewhat unsatisfied; humans are inherently greedy! I whispered a few words in Hong's ear. Hong laughed and playfully punched me, then got up and said she was going to the bathroom. A moment later, Hong returned to the room, closed the door, and then, as if a little worried, pushed it open. My wife and Jun were too engrossed in their activities to notice us. Hong returned to her seat, and seizing the opportunity, leaned forward towards me, just like before. It was quite a rare sight. I pretended to smile and watch my wife and Jun's activities, but my hand secretly moved towards Hong's breasts. Hehe, just as I asked, Hong went out and unhooked her bra. I put one arm around Hong's shoulder and casually chatted with her. Hong cooperated and chatted with me, as if we were having a heart-to-heart talk. However, my hand didn't stop for a moment. Through the thin fabric of her dress, I moved away from her bra and began to knead her breasts wantonly. I could truly feel Hong's full breasts, her large, hard nipples, and I even squeezed them a little harder. Hong didn't resist, letting my hands roam over her chest, only occasionally covering herself slightly, as we didn't dare to be too forward yet. I explored nervously, hoping to enjoy as much as possible in the short time we had. Feeling Hong's genuine cooperation, I began to explore further. I became a little bolder, my hand unconsciously reaching towards the cuff of her sleeve under her arm, quietly slipping inside. Hong was somewhat surprised, immediately...
I bent down. I quickly touched Hong's soft breasts, feeling their smooth and elastic skin. As I lunged towards the summit, ready to pluck the tempting fruit, Hong flinched and immediately dodged. I didn't persist and withdrew. I smiled contentedly; I had gained so much today, I'd save it for next time. Making an excuse, Hong went out to tidy her clothes and returned to the room. Over there, my wife and Jun were still going at it, but all under perfect cover; I didn't see anything. Soon, everyone had had their fill and gotten what they wanted, and we parted ways. We all understood that our next meeting would be the beginning of a new chapter. On the way home, my wife and I were still excited, laughing and talking about what had just happened. I told my wife everything truthfully, and she laughed heartily. I couldn't wait to ask her about her relationship with Jun, and my wife laughed as she recounted their little antics. Unexpectedly, they were even more enthusiastic than we were. Jun not only playfully touched her breasts, but also got a good look at his wife's underwear, and even caressed her through her bra. Ah! Human hearts are truly unpredictable! Back home, we both took long showers, feeling somewhat exhausted, and drifted off to sleep with wonderful anticipation for our next date.
For the next week, my wife and I kept a low profile, mainly to get every part of our bodies in optimal condition. We silently prepared for everything, but our hearts were also in fierce turmoil. Ten years of marriage, about to face a psychological and moral challenge—what did we want? To continue? Or to give up? Neither of us knew for sure. However, one thing I did understand was that, although somewhat worried, desire had overcome reason in our hearts, attempting to break through all constraints. The weekend quietly arrived, and on Saturday we entrusted our son to my parents. We got up early and packed all the prepared items, including a huge bag full of food, drinks, and entertainment supplies—enough for four people for two days. There was also a bag of underwear for changes; my wife had even bought a new, sexy, semi-transparent silk lingerie set to add some spice to the trip. Full of anticipation, we set off on our journey, laughing and chatting all the way. Around noon, we arrived at our agreed-upon location on the outskirts of the city—a quiet and elegant hot spring resort. It was a bit different from the hot spring resort my wife and I had visited last time. There were two main buildings housing the hotel rooms, and behind them, in a garden filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, were many outdoor shared hot spring pools—everything was so peaceful and cozy. We agreed with Jun and his wife that we would split the cost for the two days. Jun and Hong had arrived a little earlier than us; they had already checked into their room and were waiting for us. It was a large two-bedroom suite—I really admire Jun and Hong's discerning eye and thoughtful planning! Entering the room, we put down our luggage, and the four of us exchanged knowing smiles as a greeting. For some reason, facing this moment I had once so eagerly anticipated, my heart suddenly pounded violently, my breathing became tense, my face flushed, and even my voice trembled slightly. I glanced at my wife beside me; she seemed just as nervous as I was. She held my arm helplessly, her body pressed tightly against mine, completely lacking the ease and naturalness she had shown moments before. Looking at Hong again, she hurriedly averted her gaze, her face instantly turning red. Jun was busy helping us with our luggage and pouring tea. The air was thick with tension as we silently watched Jun finish. Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the silence. It was the restaurant calling to inform us that lunch was ready and to invite us to eat. Hanging up, Jun said, "We ordered lunch before you came; let's go eat first!" "Okay! Okay!" I managed to utter two words, my voice trembling slightly from my dry throat. Escaping the temporary awkwardness, we went to the restaurant together. Once seated, our laughter returned, just like before, with my wife sitting next to Jun and Hong beside me. Today, the four of us were away from the city's hustle and bustle, all dressed casually in crew neck shirts and shorts. My wife and Hong's white limbs were exposed, and they seemed excited about the passion that was about to begin. We enjoyed our food and chatted happily, occasionally cracking a few dirty jokes that made my wife and Hong laugh heartily. I took the opportunity to run my hand under the tablecloth and stroke Hong's thigh; I could imagine Jun probably doing the same thing. Several times, I tried to reach for Hong's sensitive area at the groin; Hong was startled and quickly closed her legs, quietly moving my hand away. After a while, seeing my wife and Jun chatting happily and not paying attention to us, she leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Won't they all be yours in a little while? Why the rush?" I chuckled foolishly, turned to look at her, and saw that Hong was incredibly shy. I knew that if I reached out and hugged her then, she would definitely collapse into my arms. Lunch ended quickly, and back in the room, we were all a little awkward again. No one dared to mention the exchange. Finally, we decided to go for a soak in the hot springs to relax first. We changed into our swimsuits and found a pool that could fit four people. After removing our clothes, the wives' full, mature bodies were displayed before their husbands. Although they were no longer as graceful and perky as young girls, the mature charm of middle-aged women still aroused our desires. Jun and I smiled knowingly. My wife lay next to Jun, and Hong leaned against me, lying side by side in the warm water. Soon, we were completely soaked and sweating profusely. Hong was indeed taller and fuller than my wife, especially her breasts and hips, which frequently drew my burning gaze. Compared to Hong, my wife's previously somewhat voluptuous figure now appeared petite, possessing a unique charm. Jun and I brazenly plundered their bodies. Hong seemed to realize she could no longer hide my greedy desire for her breasts and meadows, so she simply displayed her body openly. I felt a little lightheaded, and my lower body gradually hardened. With a gentle push, I submerged my entire body in the water. I dared not look any longer, afraid I might do something rash. Jun and my wife chatted and laughed nearby, so close, yet I couldn't hear a word. The whole scene gave the impression that Hong was my wife, while my wife was Jun's woman. Over an hour in the hot spring had left our bodies feeling refreshed. Jun and I both realized that everything was ready, and it was time to begin. We suggested going back to the room, and my wife and Hong said nothing, silently agreeing. Wrapped in a bath towel, Jun and I walked ahead, whispering and discussing our next steps. My wife and Hong followed timidly behind, heads down, seemingly pondering how to face the consequences. Jun and I quickly exchanged our thoughts; we had actually already discussed this on QQ, and this was just a reconfirmation. The short distance from the hot spring to the room felt incredibly long. Though I spoke excitedly, my heart pounded with apprehension—a mixture of anticipation and fear of passion. I wondered what the other three were thinking, whether they felt the same way, or if they were already completely uninhibited.
Finally, we arrived at our room. Jun deftly opened the door, and we filed in. To ease the tension, we each poured ourselves a cup of tea. My wife and Hong, wearing swimsuits and towels, sat on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea in silence. I glanced at my wife, exchanged a look with Jun, picked up my teacup, and sat down next to Hong. Jun sat down next to my wife, and I sensed Hong flinch slightly. Sensing our wives' nervousness, Jun and I exchanged another look and suggested we take a shower first, then play cards. There was only one bathroom in the guest room. We quickly showered, changed, and reunited in the living room. Jun and I were wearing beach shorts and shirtless; we knew there was no need for extra clothing. My wife and Hong were wearing pajamas, the kind with low necklines and revealing styles typically worn only in their own bedrooms—the kind of tank tops. Hong seemed to be wearing a bra, making it impossible to see her entire body at a glance. My wife was rather bold, not wearing a bra, her two full breasts clearly visible, their large nipples proudly displayed against her nightgown, inevitably sparking the imagination. The four of us sat interlaced, playing a game of "Archery of the Pig." As the game progressed, everyone's mood gradually relaxed, with more talk and laughter, until finally, everyone was completely at ease. My wife would sometimes deliberately change her sitting position to expose as much of her body as possible, and Jun, of course, didn't hesitate to feast his eyes on her curves. Although I also kept scanning Hong's body, her bra prevented me from fully taking in her breasts. After one round, we all seemed to have adapted to the situation and no longer needed any preamble; after all, we weren't there to play cards for entertainment. I looked around at the three of us, and Jun nodded at me, as if to say, "Let's begin!" I smiled and quietly explained the result of my discussion with Jun, saying to my wife and Hong, "How about we all play together?" As soon as I finished speaking, my wife and Hong blushed immediately. My wife kept her head down, avoiding our gaze, gently shaking her head without speaking. After a while, knowing that Jun and I were waiting for their response, Hong said shyly in a soft voice, "I'm a little embarrassed. Let's separate for now. It's only just begun, and we have more than two days to adjust." My wife immediately nodded in agreement. Jun and I quickly exchanged glances; we knew we couldn't go too far at the beginning. I then took Hong's hand and led her to the bedroom, while Jun took my wife's hand and led her to another bedroom. I didn't look at my wife again; I knew we were both already on the verge of something, and backing down was impossible. Morality, responsibility, shame, and restraint were all forgotten; my only thought was to conquer the woman before me. Hong obediently followed me into the bedroom, where there was a clean double bed. I turned around and closed the door. When I turned back, Hong was facing away from me. She stood there, motionless, as if waiting for something. I pulled her into my arms. How much I had longed for her, and now it had become a reality. Hong's body trembled slightly, perhaps because she had never been held so intimately by another man before? Or perhaps she wasn't fully prepared mentally. With a soft sigh, Hong closed her eyes and leaned against me. I felt a surge of joy and quickly began to greedily caress Hong's body with my hands, letting her pajamas get all wrinkled. I no longer had thoughts of Jun or my wife; let them be. I only wanted to hold onto the present. Hong and I were pressed tightly together, her back to me. It was easy for me to plunder the breasts I craved, my swollen lower body pressing tightly against Hong's soft buttocks. I didn't want to change this position. I breathed hotly, kissing Hong's earlobe, and gently pulled down her pajamas. The pajamas fluttered to the ground, and Hong was slightly startled, instinctively clutching her chest. I knew she was a little shy! But my desire wouldn't allow her the slightest resistance. I stroked her waist, gradually moving upwards, then tried to move her arm away. Hong swayed slightly, perhaps realizing this small resistance was futile, and didn't persist; I moved her arm away. I admired her from behind; Hong was still wearing a half-cup white bra, her full breasts mostly exposed, seemingly struggling to break free from their restraints with her rapid breathing. I skillfully unbuttoned her bra from behind, took it off, and tossed it onto the soft chair beside her. Hong nervously hugged her arms again, as if afraid I would snatch them away. I tried to move them away again, but Hong resisted somewhat forcefully. After a moment, Hong softly said, "Let's close the curtains." Haha, she was in a bit of a hurry and hadn't even closed the curtains. I quickly closed the curtains, still holding Hong from behind, and whispered, "Is it okay now?" Hong didn't speak, but carefully moved her arms away. Holy crap! What two voluptuous breasts! Though they had sagged slightly after breastfeeding, they were still incredibly full, with large, dark areolas and two nipples like Xinjiang cream grapes, standing proudly erect. I was aroused. I imagined how juicy and sweet they used to be. I sat on the bed, facing Red standing before me, my eyes wide with lust. Red shyly closed her eyes, unable to look any longer. I opened my mouth and took one nipple into my mouth, sucking greedily and hungryly. My hands didn't stop either, kneading the other breast—it felt so good! I alternately sucked on Red's two nipples, and soon she became aroused, her breathing becoming heavier. I seized the opportunity and gently pulled down Red's panties. She felt it and let out another soft "Ah!" Red's lush, dark breasts were revealed before me, thick and glossy. My desire filled my entire body. I laid Red down on the bed. Perhaps it was out of habit, or perhaps I felt I could no longer escape, so I decided to face it bravely. Red's legs were slightly parted, and I could immediately see everything clearly; her plump, wet labia were slightly parted. Heh, maybe she was already finished. I continued with foreplay, my lips and hands roaming over Red's body. Soon, my lips reached Red's most intimate part; I paused briefly, glanced at it, and immediately opened my mouth to take her wet opening completely inside.
Her tongue danced animatedly inside my mouth. Red's body trembled, and a long-suppressed moan escaped her lips. "Ah! Ah! Ah! No! No! Don't do this!" Red was almost incoherent; I knew she was completely aroused. Several times, perhaps due to her excitement, she lifted her upper body, ran her hands through my hair, and murmured, "No! No! I can't take it anymore!" before collapsing back onto the bed, moaning loudly. Suddenly, Red gathered her strength, sat up, and without a word, moved my head away, lunging at my penis. Without a sound, she took it all into her mouth. Ah! It felt so good! Red's oral skills were absolutely top-notch; she must have practiced a lot. Red was completely disregarding everything else, moving vigorously between my legs, her aroused body trembling constantly. I was also starting to feel the effects. I gently lifted Red's head, interrupting her movements, and kissed her wet, open lips. Hong understood my intention and obediently lay down, raising her legs and slowly opening them, her swollen opening opening excitedly. Hong opened her eyes, gazing lovingly at my erect penis, waiting for its entry. I didn't rush in, but leaned down and whispered to Hong, "No condom, okay?" Hong's cheeks instantly flushed, she avoided my gaze, and didn't answer, which was tacit consent. I then asked, "Is it okay to ejaculate inside?" Hong immediately turned her face to the side, paused for a moment, and shyly whispered, "Okay!" Without another word, I thrust in. "Ah!!!" Hong screamed, raising her head with wide eyes, looking at me in surprise, as if questioning my intrusion. However, she then collapsed onto the bed, letting me conquer her. Her body was so wet, so hot. Hong wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing down forcefully, as if wanting me to go deeper. I thrust forcefully, almost violently. Hong gasped and moaned, struggling to withstand my impact, her hands gripping the sheets, her fists clenched, her voluptuous body swaying involuntarily with each thrust. After a few minutes, Hong laboriously lifted her head slightly, her eyes wide open, looking at me with astonishment, and cried out, "Ah! I can't take it anymore!" I immediately felt a gush of hot liquid spurt out of her. I slowly withdrew my wet penis from her. "Ah!" Hong cried softly and urgently said, "Don't come out." I breathed heavily and whispered, "Wait a little longer, it'll be over soon!" I straightened up and turned Hong's body over with my hands. Hong immediately understood, turning over and lying face down on the bed, raising her voluptuous buttocks, displaying her genitals unashamedly in front of me. Hong turned her head and said to me, "Hurry! Hurry up!" I didn't say anything, one hand on Hong's plump buttocks, gathered all my strength, and thrust forward, plunging my penis completely into Hong's body. Hong raised her head high and let out a howl of "Oh!", her whole body tensing up and stiffening. I, too, stopped moving due to excessive excitement, letting my penis fully enjoy the pleasure of the intrusion. After a long while, Hong reached back and touched my thigh, gently pushing me away, turning her head to the side, and whispered, "Gently! Gently! I can't take it!" Heh, she can't take it already? The best is yet to come. Without thinking too much, I braced myself on the bed with both hands, pressed my upper body against Hong's back, and began the final sprint. After more than a dozen violent thrusts, amidst Hong's repeated screams, I released all the semen that had been accumulating inside me into her body. I collapsed weakly onto Hong's body, we both panting heavily, savoring the intense intercourse we had just had. After resting for a while, I whispered in Hong's ear, "Was it comfortable?" Hong blushed and said coquettishly, "You're so naughty! I won't tell you!" I chuckled, rolled over, and lay down next to Hong, wrapping my arms around her. Hong remained lying there. After a short while, Hong turned her body, facing me sideways, smiling, and brought her two full breasts towards my head, her large nipples close to my mouth. I immediately understood, opened my mouth, and took the nearest one into my mouth, sucking hard like a baby. After a while, I switched to the other one, alternating between them. Hong seemed to be enjoying it very much, and soon she began to moan softly. I increased the intensity of my sucking—hehe, with all my might! Hong even started moaning a little wildly; perhaps she really liked it when a man suckled her breasts? I don't know how much time passed, but Hong seemed to have reached her limit. She gently pulled her nipple from my mouth, cupped her breast in her hand, and rubbed it vigorously. She said to me, "You're tired too, rest for a while!" I smiled at her, thinking, "What a considerate woman." Then I remembered my wife and Jun next door. I wondered how they were doing. We listened intently to the sounds from the next room. Strangely, there was no sound. Perhaps the walls were soundproof, or perhaps the doors were closed. We couldn't tell what was happening there. I couldn't help but wonder! A moment later, I heard the door next door open, footsteps, and then the bathroom door close. Hong gestured for me to go check. I opened the door and went to the next room. The door was open, but no one was inside. The bed was a mess. I could only hear the sound of running water and the two of them laughing and joking in the bathroom. Hey! They were taking a bath together! I never expected this! My wife, who was usually so quiet at home and so serious with outsiders, could be like this? I went back into the room and said to Hong, "The two of them went to take a shower together, we'll go together in a bit!" Hong chuckled and laughed out loud. After my wife and Jun finished showering, I deliberately pulled Hong out of the room quickly. The four of us met in the living room, and I saw Jun and my wife only wearing towels around their lower bodies. Haha, why bother with towels? What are they pretending for? We all know who we are! Hong and I were both naked. Jun still seemed very excited. As soon as my wife saw me, she immediately lowered her head with a shy smile, and Hong did the same, quietly hiding behind me. Maybe they weren't used to being so naked in front of outsiders with their husbands. Jun and I exchanged a smile and winked. I pulled Hong into the bathroom. We took a long, refreshing shower, and when...
However, during that time, we inevitably satisfied each other's desires with our hands again, and Hong no longer dodged or resisted. Hong understood very well that in the past ten minutes, she had given her entire body to me, and I had no secrets left. After showering, I came out of the bathroom and found Jun and his wife lying on the large bed in the bedroom, covered with bath towels, chatting. I didn't know what to do or say. Anyway, I decided to go and ask. Hong and I went over and sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking at my wife, an indescribable feeling welled up inside me, and I couldn't speak. After thinking for a moment, I asked my wife with concern, "How do you feel?" Everyone present understood the meaning behind my words. My wife lowered her head shyly and softly murmured, "Mmm..." Jun asked Hong the same question. Hong first secretly pinched me on the back, then said shyly, "He's a good person!" Haha, Jun and I both breathed a sigh of relief and laughed happily. It seemed like a good start. We were both thinking to ourselves that the real show was yet to come. After a passionate physical encounter, the four of us felt even closer and could talk about anything. Because Jun and Hong were a few years older than us, they told us to address each other as brother and sister-in-law. We chatted for a few more minutes, then felt a bit tired and decided that the couples should go back to their rooms to rest and take a nap. My wife got up and went back to the other bedroom with me. I quickly closed the door and we lay down on the bed together. I couldn't wait to ask my wife, "Hey! Tell me, tell me, how was it?" But my wife just kept laughing and wouldn't say anything. After a while, she blurted out, "What don't you know? Why are you asking me?" Damn it, how am I supposed to know if you don't tell me? I knew my wife wouldn't reveal any details at this point, so I didn't press her. I just casually said, "Why is it so quiet over there? I thought you…" Before I could finish, she giggled and said, "I was a little nervous, so I didn't dare to make a sound! But I heard Hong shouting over here. You did her well, didn't you?" I chuckled and then asked, "Did you use a condom?" My wife looked at me with some surprise and said, "Yes, of course! What? You didn't?" I smiled and nodded. "You're really something! You're quite charming!" I chuckled mischievously, feeling a bit satisfied. Feeling really sleepy, I said to my wife, "I'm tired, let's sleep for a while!" Then I lay down and fell asleep. The air conditioning in the room was on full blast, and I felt very comfortable. Before long, I drifted off to sleep. I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up, I felt completely refreshed and my body felt much lighter. I reached out and drew back the curtains. The sun was shining brightly outside. I figured I'd only slept for about an hour. I was about to wake my wife, but when I turned around, wait a minute—she wasn't beside me. Where did she go? Did she go to the bathroom? Thinking this, I felt incredibly thirsty. I got out of bed, opened the door, went to the living room, took an ice-cold Coke from the refrigerator, and took a few refreshing gulps. It felt wonderful. Just as I was feeling pleased with myself, suddenly, I heard faint voices coming from the room where the main door was closed. I glanced around and saw that the bathroom door was open, but it seemed like no one was inside. I quickly went to the main door and listened carefully. I could clearly hear my wife's excited moans coming from inside. What was going on? Could they be…? I gently pushed open the door, being careful not to make a sound. The door opened silently. I couldn't believe my eyes—they were having a threesome! Jun lay on the bed, his wife sitting between his legs, moving up and down, her full breasts bouncing with each movement, occasionally letting out comfortable moans. Hong lay on her side beside Jun, her hands cupping her two swollen breasts, kneading them, while Jun sucked hard on one nipple. Holy crap! That's amazing? I felt my blood rush to my head, my head spinning. This! This! How is this possible? My mind went blank. Strangely, I didn't feel angry; instead, I was infected by the scene before me, my body electrified, my penis gradually becoming erect and firm. I really wanted to immediately throw myself into their midst. Inadvertently, my wife noticed me standing blankly in the doorway, screamed, "Ah!" and immediately lay on top of Jun, anxiously calling out, "Husband! Don't come in!" Jun and Hong also noticed my presence. Jun smiled, his eyes seemingly gesturing for me to join in. Hong rushed over, gently pushed me out the door, closed it, leaving only her head peeking out, and said urgently, "Good brother, rest for a while. We'll spend more time with you after the army's affairs are over!" She then immediately closed the door and bolted it. Damn it! They did this behind my back… When did my wife go to their place? How come I had no idea? When did they discuss it? I felt incredibly indignant. But saying anything now seemed pointless. Since it was what it was, I might as well let it be. Then I thought, I'll be with them both soon… … and I felt a little better. I went back to my room, lay down on the bed, and closed my eyes to rest. Is this what we wanted? What will happen in the future? Will we still be able to face each other honestly? There were no answers, and I couldn't understand it. I might as well stop thinking about it! Not long after, Jun came out and stood in the doorway, saying, "Brother, hurry up and go!" I quickly got up, put on my beach shorts, and went to Jun, asking, "How was it?" Jun laughed and said, "It was awesome! Go on! Hey! Take it easy, don't go too fast!" After saying that, he turned and walked towards the bathroom. I rushed into their room and saw my wife and Hong lying naked on the bed, talking about something. When they saw me come in, my wife giggled, and Hong whispered to me, "Close the door!" I immediately turned around, closed the door, and locked it. Then, I excitedly got into bed. Seeing that I was still wearing my pants, my wife laughed and said, "What are you doing! You're still covered up so well!" I chuckled and quickly took off my shorts. Suddenly remembering something, I asked, "Aren't you going to take a shower?" My wife giggled again and said, "Sister-in-law didn't do anything with brother, she just used her mouth..."
"I wanted to save the rest for you! I wore a condom when I did it, you won't mind, will you?" Hong quickly punched her wife, her face flushed, and scolded, "Oh! You're so lewd! You're so naughty!" I laughed, feeling my penis already angrily erect. My wife grasped my penis and stroked it a couple of times, saying, "It's already like this before you've even touched it? Why don't you go first, sister? He's been wanting you for so long!" Hong didn't say anything, but got up and straddled my legs, reached out and grasped my penis, gently lifted her hips, and then sat down hard, "Sizzle!" "It went in smoothly all the way in; it seems she was prepared all along. Seeing Hong get moving, my wife straddled my chest, bringing her vulva to my mouth. Hehe, I've given my wife oral sex like this many times before, but today it seems extremely stimulating. I opened my mouth and took my wife's vulva in, excitedly giving her oral sex. Damn! Is this the legendary threesome? Before long, they both started moaning excitedly, it was really stimulating to hear. The moans were high and low, tight and slow, like a beautiful melody, impacting my brain. I felt that my wife was completely burning with passion, her vulva contracting rhythmically, her moans becoming more and more rapid. After a while, my wife couldn't hold back anymore, turned her head and whispered to Hong, "Let me have a turn." Hong tacitly raised her body, making room, and my wife raised her buttocks, stepped back, and without even looking, very accurately took my penis into her body. "Ah!" "My wife let out a comfortable moan, then deftly began to move up and down. Seeing my opportunity, I pulled Hong over, had her straddle my waist, and said to her, 'I love your breasts so much, let me suckle some more!' Hong's face was flushed, as if she hadn't fully recovered from the excitement. She slowly raised her hips, bent down, cupped her breasts with both hands, and put one large nipple into my mouth. I immediately sucked greedily. After a while, Hong pulled the nipple out and switched to the other. Soon, I couldn't withstand the stimulation anymore; I felt my penis tingling and swelling. My wife immediately sensed that I might ejaculate. She immediately got up, pulled my penis out, and gently stroked it a few times. The penis, about to explode, immediately calmed down a bit. My clever wife let me rest for a while, then pulled Hong's hips. Hong immediately understood her wife's meaning, stepped back, and once again took my penis into her body, thrusting wildly." I still had Hong's nipple in my mouth, enduring her powerful thrusts. Hong was truly going crazy, moving up and down forcefully, screaming wildly. I felt I couldn't take it anymore and ignored my wife beside me. After several dozen thrusts, I yelled and forcefully ejaculated a stream of hot fluid deep into Hong's body. Hong collapsed on top of me, moaning with unsatisfied pleasure. I felt completely drained and could only gasp for breath! After resting for a while, we took showers one after the other. After showering, we felt much better. The four of us gathered in the living room again, brewed some strong tea, and chatted casually while relaxing. Now, we had no secrets from each other, so we spoke freely and without restraint.
I held Hong in my arms, and Jun held my wife, both of us comfortably reclining on the sofa. Throughout our conversation, we no longer concealed our actions, sometimes openly touching each other. I even pulled open Hong's nightgown, exposing her full breasts, and brazenly, almost boastfully, kneaded them in front of my wife and Jun. My wife and Jun smiled, passionately touching each other's private parts opposite us, a small act of revenge, I suppose. Jun and I both expressed our desire for a foursome. My wife and Hong remained blushing and head bowed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, making Jun and I incredibly itchy. After Jun and I relentlessly pursued them, my wife and Hong finally agreed, but on the condition that they separate immediately if they felt uncomfortable. Jun and I both nodded in agreement. The real battle had just begun. Time quickly passed to evening. Instead of going to a restaurant, we took out the food and drinks we had brought beforehand. We had prepared a large quantity, a very lavish spread. The four of us drank a bottle of red wine and had a hearty meal, feeling much stronger. We didn't rush into anything, but simply sipped our wine, hoping everything would begin slowly and naturally. Time passed slowly, and after finishing the second bottle of red wine, we all felt a little lightheaded, our faces slightly flushed, and our hearts racing. I saw my wife and Jun across from me kissing passionately, their hands roaming over each other's bodies. I hugged Hong from behind and lay down on the sofa opposite them, my hands slowly kneading her breasts. Hong and I, slightly tipsy, watched their actions quietly. My wife leaned against Jun, letting him caress her body. Jun whispered something in my wife's ear, but I didn't hear what he said. I only saw my wife sit up, raising her arms high. Jun skillfully and slowly removed her nightgown, then her underwear. My wife was completely naked, lying limply in Jun's arms. Jun's lips roamed over his wife's ear, neck, breasts, waist, and the grass, sucking and kissing. His wife breathed weakly, moaning softly. Hong and I remained lying on the opposite sofa, watching quietly. I felt a surge of excitement; my penis, once again burning with desire, stood erect. I reached into Hong's panties—damn! They were soaking wet. I sensed Hong was aroused; her breathing quickened. Across from us, his wife, unable to resist Jun's advances, moaned louder. Her breasts, once soft and sagging, now swelled and stood erect, her skin glistening with desire, her legs contracting and relaxing. After a while, his wife sat up from Jun's embrace, pulled off his beach shorts, and Jun, now naked, stood erect with an angry erection. His wife turned to us, her face flushed, smiling, and said softly, "I'm still a little uncomfortable. Let's each do it ourselves first!" Then she gestured for Hong to come over. Hong and I immediately understood and sat up from the sofa together. I quickly took off Hong's pajamas and underwear. Jun sat up from the sofa, and Hong stood up, walked over naked, squatted between Jun's legs, and began sucking on his penis. At this moment, my wife also stood up and walked towards me. I immediately lay down on the sofa, and my wife walked over to me, knelt on my legs, and began giving me oral sex as well. I lay on the sofa, enjoying my wife's oral sex while keeping my eyes slightly open, watching Jun and Hong. All the actions were carried out smoothly without any words. About five minutes later, I saw Jun and Hong whisper a few words to each other, but I still couldn't hear what they said. Hong went into the bathroom and got two bath towels, then came to us with Jun. Hong spread the bath towel in front of my wife, and my wife knelt on the towel in perfect unison. Jun spread the other bath towel behind my wife and knelt behind her. Jun suddenly hugged my wife from behind, and my wife cried out, "Ah!" Jun, holding his wife, whispered in her ear, "Can I not wear a condom?" His wife quickly glanced at me, and I gestured to her that I didn't mind. She turned back to Jun and whispered, "Whatever you want!" Jun, excited, quickly pushed his wife down and forcefully thrust his penis into her from behind. His wife cried out, "Ouch!" and lowered her head. I remained lying on the sofa. Hong climbed between my legs, without a word, and skillfully straddled my penis, allowing me to enter her again. "Oh!" Hong groaned softly, then lay on top of me. This time, Hong didn't close her eyes; she stared at me intently, her body moving up and down forcefully, gradually increasing the speed. I also looked into her eyes, thrusting in and out of her with all my might, as if we were secretly competing. Because of Hong's body blocking my view, I could no longer see Jun and my wife. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of two bodies colliding, my wife and Hong's excited moans, and my and Jun's heavy breathing. My mind was blank; I couldn't remember anything. I only felt my body moving, driven by my primal desires. My wife and Hong kept shouting in my ear; perhaps it was their first time experiencing face-to-face four-person swapping, and they quickly reached orgasm. I felt Hong stop moving amidst her shouts, her eyes wide open, staring at me, her vagina rhythmically contracting and expanding. I knew she had reached her climax. Because of the two intense sexual encounters that afternoon, I felt I could continue for a while longer, so I grabbed Hong's hips with both hands and began thrusting wildly beneath her. Hong couldn't bear it any longer and moaned loudly once more. Over there, judging from the sounds, my wife seemed to have reached her climax as well, but Jun showed no sign of stopping, continuing to thrust vigorously. Who knows where he got that much strength? Gradually, my wife couldn't take it anymore. She clung to one of my legs, weakly leaning her upper body against the sofa, enduring Jun's powerful thrusts. Her moans became distorted. Unable to bear the multiple stimulations to my eyes, ears, and penis, after a series of rapid thrusts, I once again released the last of my semen into Hong's body.
After a loud shout, I weakly embraced Hong's body, involuntarily sucking on her captivating breasts. Not long after, Jun, with a shout as well, ejaculated into his wife's body for the first time with satisfaction. His wife weakly stood up and ran into the bathroom, Jun following closely behind. Hong and I ignored them, simply entwining ourselves on the sofa, enjoying the languid feeling after our passion. After Jun and his wife came out of the bathroom, Hong and I went in, turned on the shower, and a warm stream of water washed over our bodies, instantly making us feel much more awake. I began to carefully observe Hong's body—a plump, fair-skinned figure. Although she looked a bit older, she was still somewhat alluring. Heh, is it true that other people's wives are always better? My gaze lingered on Hong's breasts, a pair of full breasts displaying the maturity unique to women who have breastfed, hanging heavily on her chest. Hong noticed me staring at her breasts and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at? Haven't you had enough?" I hesitated for a moment, then mustered my courage and finally asked the question that had been lingering in my mind: "When you gave birth, you must have had a lot of milk, right?" "Oh! You're so naughty!" Hong suddenly blushed and instinctively crossed her arms over her chest. I chuckled and said, "What's wrong with that? I just wanted to know." She saw that I seemed serious and wasn't joking. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Back then, I did have a lot of milk. My breasts were so engorged and painful. The baby couldn't finish it all, so I had to express a lot every day, otherwise my breasts would get engorged!" I looked at her, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Oh? Really? Was it tasty? Sweet?" "Get lost, I've never had any, I don't know!" Hong immediately laughed and scolded. "Where did it go? Jun must have eaten it!" Definitely! I was a little envious of Jun. I said blankly, "I want to eat some too!" "Where can you find any now? They're all gone." Hong laughed. "That's hard to say!" I said dreamily. Seeing my persistence, Hong laughed and said, "Then you can eat it. If there's any, it's all yours!" "Okay! It's on that list!" I said excitedly. After taking a shower, haha, I took a month's worth of showers in one day. I went to the living room, where my wife and Jun were lazily resting on the sofa, completely exhausted. I said to them, "How about we take turns sleeping tonight?" My wife looked at me strangely, but agreed anyway, and Jun naturally didn't object. Watching my wife and Jun go into the bedroom, I smiled strangely. I pulled Hong into another bedroom, closed the door, and hugged Hong tightly, cuddling her for a moment. Hong was very compliant. I laid Hong down on the bed and began to knead her breasts. As I kneaded, I whispered to Hong, "Actually, every man has a bit of a mother complex, especially when he meets a mature woman!" Hong chuckled, puffed out her chest, and said, "You little devil, you know how to talk!" I took the opportunity to suckle one of Hong's large nipples. Hong let out a soft hum and said, "Gently, it hurts a little!" Heh, she was using too much force. I eased up a bit and continued to greedily suckle Hong's breasts alternately. Soon, Hong let out a comfortable hum. We sucked like this for over an hour, and Hong was already moaning with excitement, her hands constantly kneading her breasts. After a while, Hong reluctantly used her hands to support her breasts and slowly pulled her nipples out of my mouth. I saw that Hong's nipples were wet, very erect, and her areolas were also large and red. Because her breasts were so swollen, I could clearly see the blue veins under the skin. Hong continued to knead her breasts vigorously, muttering to herself, "So comfortable, I can't take it anymore! It's all your fault, making it like this!" I chuckled mischievously, got up, and turned off the light. Back in bed, I felt really tired. I said to Hong, "Sleep? Or chat a little longer?" Hong softly replied, "Sleep! I'm too tired! We'll chat tomorrow!" I quickly drifted off to sleep. I don't know when it happened, but I woke up from my sleep. I slowly opened my eyes, and holy crap! I was startled! Hong was lying on her side, staring at me with her eyes open. I came to my senses and asked, "What time is it?" "I don't know," Hong smiled and said. I pulled the curtains open a crack, and a blinding ray of sunlight shone in. I immediately pulled the curtains back down, reluctantly got out of bed, picked up my watch from the table, and looked at it. Oh? It was almost noon! I'd slept for so long? I stretched and asked Hong, "Have they gotten up yet?" "I don't know, I haven't heard a sound!" Hong replied. At that moment, I felt a little hungry. I said to Hong, "Let's go wake them up, I'm a little hungry!" "Okay!" Hong and I got dressed and went out of the bedroom. The door to the next room was closed, but with a gentle push, it opened, and my wife and Jun were lying in bed chatting. It turned out they were already awake too. I said, "What's up? Still chatting? Aren't you going to eat?" Jun laughed and said, "Waiting for you! I thought you were doing morning exercises!" I laughed and said, "Really? Who has that much stamina! Let's go, let's eat!" My wife and Jun quickly got up and dressed. The four of us went to the restaurant, ordered a table full of delicious food, and wolfed it down. Yesterday's high-intensity exercise had left us all exhausted and extremely hungry. However, since last night's four-person battle, I felt a subtle change in our relationship. What exactly had changed? I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but the doubt and panic in our eyes were gone, replaced by tender affection. We ate and chatted quietly, talking about our feelings from yesterday. At the crucial moment, the women just lowered their heads and giggled, falling silent. Hehe, it felt very exciting.

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