young couple sharing an apartment

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My wife is a very traditional northern girl with a pretty good figure. She's 1.65 meters tall, and although she has a little baby fat on her arms and legs, it makes her look fuller. Her breasts are especially impressive; I still don't understand why she has a 38D bust. Among all our friends, I've never seen a bust fuller than hers. Aside from a little baby fat, she's practically flawless. After two years of intense pursuit during college, we finally got married in 2006. When we first graduated, we didn't have enough money to buy a house, so we shared a small two-bedroom apartment with one of her colleagues. It was after we got married that we had our first time. Back then, whenever I touched my wife's smooth, alabaster skin, my penis would get hard. My wife was very compliant; with just a little foreplay, her vagina would become very wet. But as soon as I entered her, I couldn't help but increase the frequency, so every time my wife was still yelling "Harder!", I had already ejaculated. But my wife never said anything. The girl next door is named Lingling. She's not particularly pretty, but she has a great figure, which probably has something to do with her love of yoga! Her boyfriend is a taxi driver, I call him Brother Feng. He's not very tall, but he seems very strong. He usually comes two or three times a week. One time, my wife and I had just finished and were about to go to the bathroom to clean up when we heard Lingling crying out next door. We couldn't resist our curiosity and pressed our ear to the door to eavesdrop. Besides the sounds of flesh colliding, we heard Lingling screaming frantically: "Ah...no...I'm going to die...boohoo..." "I'll fuck you to death! xx, fucking your cunt feels so good..." Brother Feng was also moaning. Could I have misheard? Why was he calling my wife's name? I whispered to my wife, "Brother Feng seems to be calling your name!" My wife must have heard it too, because she said "You're so annoying" and went back inside. Back in bed, remembering what had just happened, my little brother got hard again. I stroked my wife's lower abdomen, and when I slipped my fingers inside her vagina, I found it was even wetter than before I cleaned her! I asked, "Why are you wet again? Do you want more?" "Mmm." "How about letting Brother Feng come and satisfy you?" I said, gently stroking my wife's thighs, her most sensitive spot. My wife squeezed her legs together, and I could clearly feel the heat emanating from them. "Honey, will you fuck me?" my wife whispered breathlessly in my ear, her legs parting to allow my fingers to tease her soft labia. "Good wife, I won't be angry. I just want you to be truly happy. As long as you love me in your heart, that's enough." My wife's eyes were already a little hazy. "Mmm, as long as you're not angry, I'll let anyone fuck me." My wife's voice trembled slightly, but looking at my limp penis, I gave up. However, I had already made a plan in my mind. The northern city already felt like summer during the May Day holiday. Since there were so many people during China's long holidays, it was better to stay home. My wife and I had nothing to do these past few days. Feng happened to come over tonight, so I suggested we go out for barbecue. Since Feng had the next day off, we went to a roadside stall near the square. The four of us ordered draft beer and chatted. My wife doesn't usually drink, but there wasn't anything else to drink, so she got a glass too. The two women discussed clothes and cosmetics, while the two men talked about everything from the South China Sea to Libya, from Sanlu milk powder to Dongguan, and finally, like all conversations, it all came back to women. I said, "Brother Feng, you're lucky! Sister Lingling is so sexy." Brother Feng was a bit tipsy too, and said, "She can't compare to your XX. I'd be satisfied if Sister Lingling had half of XX's figure." "No way! Sister Lingling has a devilish figure!" I had just finished speaking when Lingling said from the side, "You two grown men are so boring. If that's the case, why not just switch?" I saw that her face was flushed, and she was also a little drunk. "Okay! Then let's switch, haha!" I said jokingly. "I'm just afraid your XX won't agree," Lingling said teasingly. "Switch then! Who's afraid of who?" my wife finally said softly. I know my wife's alcohol tolerance; she would never normally say something like that. Brother Feng and I wanted to have a couple more drinks, but the two women disagreed. Seeing that it was only 9 o'clock, Lingling suggested going to a karaoke bar, since we had nothing else to do. We got to a private room. We hadn't planned on drinking, but they were having a promotion—a package deal included a dozen beers, so we figured we might as well take advantage. The dim lighting and the alcohol made things easier, and my wife and Feng started dancing. Since she was on holiday, my wife was wearing a loose t-shirt and athletic shorts. I saw Feng's wife's initial reserve gradually waning. Seeing that she didn't object, he started stroking her hips and occasionally touching her thighs. At this point, Lingling and I were also squeezed together. The rubbing of our thighs made me realize that Lingling's skin was just as good as my wife's. Perhaps seeing the intimacy between Lingling and me, coupled with Feng's constant teasing, my wife's reserve began to crumble. They were now dancing intimately, Feng's erection rubbing against my wife's lower abdomen, and his hand hidden inside his t-shirt. I guessed he had broken through my wife's defenses; I could already hear her moans. At this moment, Lingling retorted, "Let them play! Consider it a wife swap tonight." Without hesitation, I grabbed Lingling's breasts and began to knead them. Although not as large as my wife's, they were much firmer. Then, Feng put his wife on the sofa, pulled down her shorts, revealing a thin, flesh-colored cotton panty underneath, with wet stains on her vulva. Feng gently pulled the panty aside, revealing his wife's vulva—a sight that would make any man's heart flutter—her snow-white skin, her dark, slightly curly pubic hair, and her already aroused state, her juices almost flowing down to her anus. Feng didn't hesitate to lick it with his tongue, occasionally brushing against her clitoris. His wife held Feng's head, her eyes closed, moaning incessantly. When my hand slipped under Lingling's skirt, I realized she wasn't wearing any underwear, which excited me even more. When my palm touched her genitals, I could feel Lingling's restless heart from the fiery heat. At the same time, my tongue was being sucked into Lingling's mouth and she didn't want to come out, so I could only enjoy this rare opportunity. In the blink of an eye, I saw Feng Ge fiddling with my wife's vulva with one hand and grabbing her breast with the other, while roughly sucking on my wife's mouth. My wife was completely overwhelmed, moaning, "I want..." I saw her hand also reach into Feng Ge's crotch. Feng Ge couldn't hold back, pulled his penis out from the side of his shorts, and thrust it into my wife's vagina. "Ah...it's too big, be gentle...harder...I can't take it..." I estimated that if there wasn't deafening music, the whole building could hear my wife's cries. Lingling was not to be outdone, and had already put my penis in her mouth, sucking and licking it vigorously, which felt even better than fucking my wife's vagina. I was about to ejaculate when my penis suddenly started thrusting faster in Lingling's mouth. It felt thicker and harder than ever before, almost filling her throat. Finally, my semen spurted out of Lingling's mouth, filling her small mouth. To my surprise, she swallowed it all. This was the first time I felt a sense of conquest as a man. Although I finished too early, the battle raged on. Feng lifted his wife's legs onto his shoulders and thrust into her like a pile driver. His wife didn't even have the strength to scream; she just seemed to be convulsing. I don't remember how long it lasted, but it must have been almost ten songs before Feng held my wife tightly and poured all his semen into her vagina. When we got back to our place, it was past 2 a.m., and I was much more sober. For some reason, when Lingling was washing her face, I saw her round buttocks and suddenly felt a stirring of desire within me. I asked, "Brother Feng, are we going to have to take turns sleeping tonight?" Brother Feng said, "Yeah, tonight's not over yet!" Without asking our two wives' permission, we went into each other's rooms. To be honest, this was the first time I'd carefully observed Lingling's room. The room was quite tidy. There was a clothes rack near the window with two pairs of black stockings and a small thong hanging on them. I walked over curiously. The stockings were the kind that went all the way up to the thigh, and they seemed to be a set with the black thong. They both felt smooth and had a faint soapy scent. My penis started to get aroused. I wondered what Lingling would look like wearing them. Just then, Lingling finished showering and came back into the room. Seeing me examining her underwear, she said a little shyly, "Brother Feng always likes me wearing stockings. They got dirty yesterday, so I just washed them. Don't you men all like these things? Well, I'll wear them again then!" She was so considerate. After Lingling finished dressing, I was amazed at how much men loved stockings. Lingling looked incredibly alluring and sexy in black stockings, a striking contrast to her fair skin. I knelt before her, gently stroking her legs. Her feet lightly rubbed against my already throbbing erection. I couldn't control myself any longer. I turned Lingling over, making her lie face down on the bed, my penis between her thighs—it felt amazing! Through her thong, I could sense that Lingling was also getting aroused, so I slowly began to thrust...Experiencing this unprecedented feeling, I occasionally nudged Lingling's little hole with the head of my penis. Lingling's moans gradually grew louder, and she finally couldn't help but say, "Husband, come in, I can't take it anymore..." So I pulled her thong aside and thrust my penis into her already overflowing wet hole. "Ah...husband, it feels so good! Harder..." Lingling began to moan lewdly. I also felt that I had never felt so good when I was with my wife before. I thrust hundreds of times before ejaculating, and it landed on Lingling's stockings. Lingling was already convulsing on the bed with her eyes rolled back. It seems she'll have to wash her stockings again tomorrow. My wife told me that Brother Feng was very powerful. That night, she didn't know how many orgasms she had, but she felt like she was flying on the mountaintop. From then on, I began my journey to make my wife happy, including her colleagues, online friends, and strangers I met by chance in bars, until our baby was born, when it gradually decreased.

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