My Group Sex Experience - Reprint

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My Group Sex Experience – A bit extreme, proceed with caution if you're not into that.
Early summer, 2010, Shenyang, the largest city in northern China and the capital of Liaoning Province, was vibrant with life. Due to work, I often traveled here, and of course, I didn't miss opportunities to relax.
After dinner, the sky hadn't darkened at all, but there were more pedestrians hurrying along the streets. Some seemed excited before heading home, others showed the helplessness of having nowhere to go after work. Meanwhile, Sha and I sat leisurely on the sofa in the Fuli Hua Coffee Bar, sipping Tieguanyin tea from a purple clay teapot, its aroma wafting gently.
The hotel's air conditioning was excellent, but Sha's face was still slightly flushed. Perhaps it was the abalone and ginseng soup she had just eaten, or the temperature of the tea, or maybe it was because of the time before dinner… hehe.
Sha was the first girlfriend I met in Shenyang; she was 163cm tall and weighed 45kg. She has a good figure, average looks, and great skin, though her complexion is a bit dark. Her breasts aren't large, but I really like their shape—small peach-shaped. In Shenyang, I've lost contact with some girls I met after her, but Sha is still one of my girlfriends there. The reason is that she always manages to surprise me sexually, and she seems to understand my level of sexual desire and acceptance.
Around 7 PM, the sky was getting dark, and I'd already had five or six infusions of tea, the color of which had faded considerably. Then Sha's phone rang. I knew today's program was about to begin.
Sha offered to introduce me to some of her friends, which surprised me a bit, because she'd never told me about this circle of friends before. It wasn't a large circle, only seven or eight people, mostly couples or lovers. Unlike most other social circles, they were very sincere—no, I should say very open, so open they were practically naked. You know what I mean. I understood, but I'd never met them before, so I was very excited, a mixture of curiosity and wickedness.
On the phone, Sha said her hotel wasn't far from mine, so I didn't need to drive. I was happy to walk, to calm myself down again. I wanted to ask her about meeting this circle... What are some things to be aware of? But I refrained from asking, partly because I didn't want Sha to see through my frivolity, and partly out of confidence in my years of life and work experience. Like watching a movie, the unfamiliar is always worth exploring and anticipating; if you know the ending from the start, the waiting becomes pointless.
It really wasn't far, less than 10 minutes. Sha said we were almost there. As a guest, I decided to buy some Red Bull and Pocari Sweat at the convenience store beforehand, and maybe a box of condoms. Although Sha kept saying it wasn't necessary, that they would have everything prepared, I could still sense her small satisfaction, because I was the one she brought, and my thoughtfulness would make her feel good in front of her friends.
In a 1990s-style residential area, the elderly folks downstairs were lazily gathered by the flowerbed... Under the tree, some sat, some stood, some walked, some swayed—the rhythm was slow and harmonious. This seemed so starkly contrasting with the scene I was about to face and participate in. I couldn't help but force a bitter smile. These elderly people probably never imagined that such a thing could happen around them. Of course, it was the same for me. I went
upstairs, arrived at the door, and rang the doorbell a few times. After a few minutes, the door opened a crack, and a tall woman, around 35 years old, came out. She was wearing pajamas, so I couldn't see her figure clearly, but her breasts were obviously unrestrained, revealing a voluptuous figure. Sha quickly introduced me to Sister Ping. I nodded politely, and Sister Ping hurriedly invited me inside. After we went inside and closed the front door, Sha introduced me to Sister Ping again.
Sister Ping smiled and said: "Little girl, your new boyfriend? That's great! Hurry up and change your shoes. We agreed to wait for you, but the others got impatient and started first."
Only then did I have time to observe the room. It was a three-bedroom apartment. Thick curtains hung on the living room windows, and I was sure the windows behind them were also tightly closed. The air conditioner in the living room was blowing cold air.
A man and a woman were sitting on the sofa. The man looked to be in his forties, wearing only shorts, and had a good build; he must have been more masculine in his youth. The woman was wearing a long dress and didn't turn her head, so I couldn't see her face, only that she had long hair flowing down her back, and was being held by the man while watching TV. I thought, "Is this what they call starting?"
Just then, Sister Ping called out, "Old Duan, stop watching TV! Sasha brought her friends over!"
"Welcome, welcome, we're all family, take care of yourselves," Old Duan said politely, bowing slightly.
"Don't be shy, please sit down," I quickly replied.
"Are you hot? Want to wash up first?" Sister Ping asked.
"No rush, let me hug Brother Duan first. I haven't seen him for almost a month," Sha said, walking over and sitting on Brother Duan's lap, hugging his neck and giving him a kiss.
"Little girl, missed your brother?" Brother Duan casually rubbed Sha's chest.
"Brother Duan, your muscles are still so well-maintained! You swim 3000 meters every day?"
"Of course, otherwise how could I satisfy you, little girl?"
"Tell your friend to take off his clothes, it's hot."
"It's his first time, let him adjust first," Sha said, looking at me with concern.
"Hey buddy, it's okay, we're all family. Come on, sit down and watch TV," Lao Duan said kindly, though his hand wasn't out of Sha's clothes.
I went over, and the woman on the sofa moved further in. Lao Duan introduced her as Xin, her first time attending, brought by her husband. Her husband, Wei, and another guy named Hao were in the room with Hao's wife, Dong. Sure enough, moans came from the inner room.
"Honey, I'm going to take a shower. You talk to Sister Ping and Brother Duan," Sha said, jumping off Brother Duan's lap.
"Mmm, mmm," Sha had just entered the bathroom when she heard a woman's moans beside her. Turning her head, she saw that Lao Duan had already put his right hand inside Xin's skirt, rubbing it back and forth on her thigh. Xin's long, white thighs parted in response, revealing her black stockings. Lao Duan's hand finally stopped at her private parts, his palm tightly gripping her pubic bone, his four fingers already pulling open her stockings and going inside, rhythmically fiddling with them. "Ah," Xin's eyes were tightly closed, but a lustful blush had already crept onto her face, and her body was writhing up and down with the rhythm of Lao Duan's fingers. Lao Duan kept staring at Xin's expression, his left hand going around Xin's neck and reaching inside her skirt's neckline, rubbing and flicking her nipples at the same time.
"Are you hot? Take your clothes off," Sister Ping's gentle voice interrupted my admiring gaze.
It was indeed hot. Although the air conditioner in the room had been running, and although Sha had tried her best to satisfy me before dinner, the comfortable breathing of the two men in the room, the satisfied moans of a woman, and the performances of Lao Duan and Xin had made me unbearably hot.
Since I was already there, I might as well take it easy. I quickly took off my t-shirt and pants, and Sister Ping took them and hung them on the clothes rack by the door. She came back and sat down next to me again, glancing at the underwear I was still wearing.
Sha had already finished showering. "I'll go into the inner room and see what's going on," she said, and ran inside. (That brat, is she afraid I won't be able to relax with her around, so she lets me do whatever I want, or is she just too impatient? Damn it!)
Ping gently grabbed my hand. "Come on, let me run the water for you, take a shower."
We got up and went to the bathroom. Ping took off her pajamas, and sure enough, just as I had guessed when I came in, she was completely naked underneath. Although I personally...
I'm not particularly fond of women with large breasts, but I have to admit, Ping's breasts are definitely a man's most potent weapon. A 38C, but not sagging at all; cherry-sized nipples hang perfectly on her ribcage, the purple nipples standing out exquisitely against the red areolas. Her smooth abdomen suggests she lives a refined life, perhaps due to the nourishment of men, so the cruel years haven't left any trace of aging. Her thick pubic hair below her abdomen hints at her unusual libido.
I took off my underwear and socks, which Ping took and hung on the hooks on the bathroom wall. I couldn't help but hug Ping from behind, gently kneading her breasts, my lower body pressed tightly against her full buttocks
. Just now in the living room, although excited, my penis didn't perform as expected. Perhaps the combination of excitement and tension actually reduced its responsiveness; I still haven't received an official scientific analysis or explanation for this. Hehe.
But at this moment, alone with Ping in the bathroom, my little brother seemed to have returned to his familiar environment and atmosphere, and he was irresistibly eager to perform.
Ping turned around, her left hand grabbing my already throbbing erection, her right hand wrapping around my neck like a snake, her mouth kissing my ear. My right hand had also changed from stroking and rubbing my breasts to pinching my nipples with my fingers, and my left hand naturally reached for Ping's genitals.
Wow, so much water, it was a flood. (Later, when Ping, Dong, and I were resting on the bed in the small bedroom after we finished, Ping told me that before Sha and I entered the room, Ping...) It was during an activity with Hao, Dong, and Xin's husband Wei—a group of four. Ping had just gotten into the mood with Hao when Sha and I arrived. As the hostess, Ping had to stop to open the door for us. After seeing me, she decided to try it out with me first. Haha, this slut, haha, I felt a little more confident in my attractiveness.
Ping carefully cleaned my big cock, and I reciprocated by washing her big balls, little pussy, and anus as well. Especially when I washed Ping's anus, as I slid my middle finger, covered in shower gel, into her tight anus, Ping's hand holding my cock... She gripped it tightly for a moment, then relaxed her grip. (It seems Ping isn't used to anal sex, but doesn't seem to mind, which surprised me. Although I've never participated in group sex before, I've seen videos where there are multiple people, often two men and one woman, so these women are usually penetrated from both ends. Ping's reaction suggests she hasn't been penetrated from behind before. Of course, this was just my guess at the time.)
While I was distracted, Ping squatted down and began stroking my penis with her mouth. Her right hand pushed my penis against her stomach, and her mouth sucked like a suction cup. She sucked and slid my penis in circles, unlike the usual method of just taking it directly into her mouth and stroking it. I personally prefer Ping's method. Mature women understand men's needs better. Ping's left hand held my testicles, sucking the entire outer edge of my penis several times, then licking and rubbing them with her tongue, occasionally taking one testicle into her mouth and wriggling it. Finally, Ping opened her mouth wide and swallowed my entire penis, thrusting back and forth rapidly. I held Ping's head, enjoying it, my legs slightly bent in sync. That tingling, itchy, and hot feeling…
"Squeak," the bathroom door opened, and I quickly opened my eyes. I saw a short-haired woman, around 27 or 28 years old, peek in and say, "Not finished washing yet?"
Ping released my penis from her mouth, but her right hand didn't stop stroking it. She turned her head and looked at the woman, saying, "Are you done?"
"Yeah, my husband and Sha are busy. Wei went to help your husband Duan with Xin. Can you hurry up?" (So this is Dong.)
"Do you want to wash up?" Ping stood up.
"Yeah, Wei ejaculated all over me, I need to shower."
"Go ahead and wash up. This is Liang, Sha's friend."
"I've heard about him." Then, her eyes were fixed on the penis Ping was holding. "It's pretty big."
"Bigger than your Hao's. You come and serve this handsome guy? Haha." Ping said, but her hand gripped it even tighter, and she stroked it even faster.
"Is she still okay?" I asked while stroking Ping's vagina.
"I need to shower first, you guys continue," Dong said, stepping past us and walking to the showerhead.
Dong's skin was dark for a woman, but her body was firm, her breasts small and somewhat flat, her buttocks pert.
My right hand was on Ping's pussy, my left hand pinching her nipple, my penis being teased by Ping. Looking at Ping's seductive eyes, I suddenly turned Ping around, facing the mirror in front of the sink. Ping cooperated by sticking her buttocks out, and I thrust my penis in hard.
"Ah!"
"Too big, ****"
"Slap, slap," I thrust forcefully, my left hand supporting her ass while slapping her buttocks, my right hand grabbing her hair, making her look up at her reflection in the mirror, biting her lip.
At this point, some older readers might realize I've slightly revealed some of my personal preferences. In fact, I do have some SM tendencies. I've also met some SM enthusiasts, and I feel there's a significant difference between us. I'll discuss this further with you all later.
Because Ping's vagina was already very wet, my thrusting felt exceptionally smooth, without any discomfort. On the contrary, due to the large amount of fluid, my penis made a squelching sound as it went in and out, which further aroused both of us—no, it should be the three of us. Dong, who was showering nearby, had gradually stopped, his eyes fixed on Ping and me. Haha, the feeling of being admired is so good! Looking at my own somewhat frantic face in the mirror, and Ping's particularly enjoyable expression... With a lewd expression, my fighting spirit soared even higher.
Dong clearly couldn't stand being just an observer anymore; without even wiping herself, she joined in, biting my left breast with her mouth, her right hand accurately grabbing my exposed testicles, while constantly stimulating Ping's clitoris.
I also took the opportunity to slip my left middle and ring fingers into Dong's cunt from behind, thrusting in and out.
In less than 5 minutes, Ping no longer had the strength to support herself on the edge of the sink; she leaned forward, bent her arms and placed them on the marble, her upper body pressing down on the sink. With her arms raised and her buttocks sticking out, her waist deliberately pressed down, allowing her entire cunt to fully receive my thrusts, I relentlessly pounded into Ping's plump buttocks while simultaneously freeing my right hand to forcefully grasp Dong's small, soft breasts, my left hand's fingers moving from behind to the front, thrusting in and out. Dong couldn't help but put her mouth to mine, sometimes sticking her tongue into my mouth, sometimes greedily sucking on my tongue.
Ping's cooperation in front of me had clearly decreased, while my desire grew stronger and stronger.
"I need a break, it's too long, it's a bit tight, Dong, you take over," Ping said softly, exhausted after satisfaction.
"Mmm," Dong mumbled in response, because her tongue was still being forcefully sucked in my mouth.
I grabbed Dong's hair with my right hand and pulled her directly in front of me, pressing my hand down hard. Dong clearly understood what I meant, but she struggled for a moment, then turned on the sink faucet and roughly washed my penis with water before squatting down (damn, women are really something else; at such a crucial moment, even though she didn't refuse to go in without a condom, she was still thinking of washing me first). After a while of oral sex, Dong couldn't wait to stand up, her right hand still holding my penis. I bent my legs and thrust, my penis, guided by Dong's small hand, slid in completely. It was tight. You can never tell the difference in quality without comparison. Although Ping was well-maintained, she was almost 10 years older than Dong. Before I put it in Dong's vagina, I didn't feel that Ping's vagina was loose, but now, Dong's vagina was definitely more elastic, like her little mouth tightly sucking on my big thing.
This position was very stimulating because I could see the changes in Dong's expression with each thrust, but it was also very tiring because Dong's... She wasn't very tall, only about 162 cm, while I was more than 20 cm taller than her. So, it required quite a bit of leg strength. After holding this position for a while, my thighs started to feel a little strained. Just then, I saw that Ping was getting tired and probably wanted to leave the restroom, so I simply cupped Dong's buttocks with my hands and lifted her up. Dong let out a surprised "Ah!" and immediately wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her legs encircling my waist. Throughout the whole process, my penis never left Dong's pussy. Holding
Dong's buttocks, I leaned forward slightly and used my arms to thrust Dong's buttocks against my penis quickly, repeatedly, and forcefully. Haha, this little girl probably hadn't done this position before, let alone at such a fast frequency and with such force. In a short while, Dong was already a little exhausted from the stimulation. Her arms, which were tightly wrapped around my neck, were now hanging around my neck.
Seeing that both women had already achieved initial satisfaction, and that I was indeed getting a little tired from standing the whole time, I...
"Tired?" I asked Dong softly.
"Not bad, just my arms are a little sore."
"Shall we go outside?"
"Let's do it a couple more times."
"You little slut, rest, rest, let's go outside and do it again."
"Let's go see how they are," Ping chimed in from the side .
"Okay."
I slowly put Dong down. My penis was still hard, covered in Dong's juices, glistening with a lewd sheen under the bathroom light. This slut, even my pubic hair is wet. Hehe.
Dong helped me wash my penis quickly, and we went outside together.
Dong led the way, Ping linked arms with me, and we entered the living room. We saw Lao Duan half-reclined on the sofa, Sha with her back to us, her head bowed, moving up and down Lao Duan's waist. Next to Sha sat a thin man; because his back was to us, we couldn't see his age, but we could see his hand alternately touching Sha's buttocks and inserting his fingers into her vagina.
Dong walked straight over, put his arm around the thin man's neck, and teasingly said,
"Wei, still not recovered?"
"Try again," Wei glanced at Dong and replied disdainfully, then looked at me: "Hello."
"Hello," I replied.
Wei was quite handsome, with big eyes and a high nose, but he had a somewhat shrewd look, a slightly sinister glint in his eyes. He wore a gold chain about the thickness of a little finger around his neck, and although he was thin, he looked quite sturdy. Later I learned that Wei owned a pawnshop, which was essentially a disguised loan shark operation.
"You underestimate Wei. He just had Sha do it again with her mouth," Old Duan turned around and said lecherously to Dong.
"Where's Hao?" Dong asked.
"He's in the cabin with Xin," Sha finally raised her head, a little drool at the corner of her mouth as she spoke.
"Darling, how's Ping?" Sha asked, looking at me.
"Hehe, of course, everything's fine, everything's fine," I hugged Ping and looked at Dong.
While Sha was talking to me, her right hand was still moving on Old Duan's penis. Goodness, only now did I notice that although Old Duan's penis wasn't long, it was very thick, at least much thicker than mine, especially the glans, which was as big as an egg. Damn, no wonder Ping's vagina was so smooth, it wasn't just because there was a lot of water. Luckily, my penis was much longer than Old Duan's, and it looked harder too, otherwise, wouldn't I have lost to a 40-year-old guy? Haha.
Thinking of this, my left hand, which was hugging Ping, unconsciously moved from her back to her buttocks, constantly pressing and scratching the anus deep in her butt crack.
"Are they the only two in the cabin?" Ping, having received my signal, hurriedly asked.
"Yes," Wei pulled Sha's left hand over and placed it on his penis. I have to admit, although Wei was thin, his penis was absolutely well-shaped—long, thick, and quite white. Perhaps because he had already ejaculated twice in a row, it wasn't very hard; Sha's hand drooped down slightly when she loosened her grip. Why is my penis always so dark? I asked myself a question. Hehe.
"Aren't you going in to help your wife?" Dong asked, while offering her breasts to Wei's mouth.
"She's a little uncomfortable with me here," Wei said, opening his mouth to receive Dong's small nipple.
"Xin's doing alright; she reacted quite strongly when we were doing it earlier," Lao Duan quickly praised.
"Then don't disturb them. You two can rest here? The handsome guy and I are going into the main room!" Ping pulled me towards the main room.
“Come on, let’s go inside and lie down for a while,” Wei said, pulling Dong’s hand and standing up as well.
The four of them went into the main room. The room was large, with a 2-meter by 2-meter bed at the back. The light was on, and a silk bedsheet covered a large purple floral sheet. The bedside lamp was on, casting dappled light through the woven lampshade.
Ping took one of the two folded pillows off the bed and placed it outside. I got on and leaned against the headboard at the back of the bed. Ping and Dong followed me onto the bed one after the other. Ping leaned against the headboard... I, taking advantage of the situation, lay down on my chest and started licking and biting my nipples. That slut, she must have seen my reaction when I was licking her earlier, knowing my breasts are very sensitive, which is why she started licking them right away. Dong sat half-upright on the bed next to Ping, while Wei lay on the other side.
Ping's oral skills were indeed excellent. Besides experiencing her impressive penis-licking skills in the bathroom, breast-licking is actually an art; it can't be too forceful, too gentle, too fast, or too slow. Ping's control of the timing was very precise. While I... I lovingly stroked Ping's hair, then reached under her right arm, which she was supporting, and gently pinched her nipples.
My penis quickly regained its erection, but to be honest, the feeling wasn't as intense as in the bathroom. Maybe it's because I'm not used to being in a room with a man yet. Although I was hard, it wasn't from the inside out; it was just the sensation of my penis getting hard from stimulation. So I didn't particularly want to penetrate; I just wanted to continue in this position. Meanwhile, outside the bed, Wei and Dong had already done it once when I entered, and Sha had given Wei oral sex again, so Wei was half-closing his eyes, enjoying Dong's oral sex.
Dong was sucking on Wei's penis while watching the scene, and playing with Wei's nipples with her hand. Ping, on the other hand, changed her focus, concentrating on her lower body. She knelt between my legs, constantly sucking on my glans, occasionally gently biting my urethral opening with her teeth. Slut, looks like she wants to continue the bathroom activities.
I wonder if any of you male readers here feel the same way? There are two states when your penis gets hard: one is when you're aroused and your penis moves, and the other is when it's purely due to external stimulation. These two feelings are completely different, and the second one will soften quickly.
With the woman at my feet working so hard, I gradually got used to the environment of having a man lying next to me, and my penis became harder and harder. I reached
out and patted Ping's face,
"Ping, come on up."
"Okay," Ping quickly put a condom on me and sat on top.
Perhaps stimulated by us, Dong's movements became faster and faster.
"Ah, your penis is so long, it's reached the end!" Ping swayed her breasts, exclaiming exaggeratedly. This might be a kind of female vanity; after all, she was enjoying the penis, while Dong was still preparing.
Wei also opened his eyes, lifted his upper body, pressed Dong's head onto his penis with his left hand, and grabbed Ping's breasts with his right. Of course, I couldn't be idle either; my thumbs reached to the point where Ping and I were joined, stimulating Ping's clitoris.
"Ugh, ugh," perhaps the pressure was too strong, causing the penis to hit Dong's throat. Dong gagged a few times, lifting her head, with a few sticky bits of substance remaining on Wei's penis.
"Are you trying to kill me? Your thing is so big, and you're still pushing so hard," Dong scolded playfully .
"Haha," Wei withdrew his hand from Ping's breasts, got off the bed, pulled Dong up, and made her kneel on the edge of the bed facing me and Ping. Wei held Dong's waist with both hands, tore open a pack of condoms, put it on, and then thrust his penis in. Dong lowered her head and thrust backward to meet Wei's thrusts, occasionally glancing up at the half of my penis that was exposed as Ping rose and fell. Of course, I wouldn't let Dong's upper body off so easily. I cupped Dong's small breasts with my left hand, kneading them forcefully, then pinched her nipples with two fingers and pulled them down hard.
I don't know if it was because I had just done it with Dong, but I instinctively wanted to consider Dong as my everything. When I realized... Seeing her thrusting back forcefully to meet Wei's large penis, the pressure from his fingers was indeed very strong. It was clear that Dong's expression showed pain, and perhaps this pain, in this situation, further stimulated her lust. In any case, Dong didn't resist or refuse; instead, she moved even harder, shouting
"Ah!", "Oh!", "Mmm!" The two women's voices rose and fell, competing and indulging in their cries.
Ping rose and fell on me hundreds of times, each thrust stimulating my glans and the nipples she was pinching. Combined with the cries of the two women being fucked, the pent-up pleasure instantly surged like a tidal wave from my head to every extremity of my body.
"Shoot in my mouth, okay?" I shouted.
"Mmm," Ping replied, increasing her speed as she sat up and down.
"Almost there, almost there, almost there!" I felt like I was about to explode.
Ping quickly climbed down, grabbed my penis, ripped off the condom, and took it into her mouth.
"Ah, ah~" Accompanied by trembling waves, I ejaculated all my semen into Ping's mouth as I let out a low growl.
The pressure of my grip tightened unconsciously with the intense sensation, and Ping carefully pulled the glans out of her mouth little by little, finally sucking carefully at the urethral opening before running away. I guess my millions of offspring were vomited into the toilet again. What a pity, what a pity, how many future national leaders!
The most pitiful one was Dong, because I had pinched her nipples too hard, and after a loud scream in sync with my shout, Dong's body was already lying on the bed in pain. This position, however, looked even more comfortable to me, the observer. Dong's smooth waistline, the curve ending in a small and elastic buttock with an even more curved shape, was being rhythmically fucked from behind, occasionally revealing a glimpse of his penis.
Whew, this scene is great.
Just as I was getting into it, Wei, after a dozen or so rapid thrusts, stopped and, slightly out of breath, said to Dong, "I'm a little tired, I'll rest for a bit." Dong crawled towards me and lay down on the bed, while Wei remained half-leaning against the edge, casually picking up a cigarette from the bedside, offering me one, lighting it, and smoking it himself. Ping came in from outside, seeing that everyone had stopped, and maternally touched Wei's limp penis, saying, "Baby, you've worked hard."
Then she crawled past Dong, who was lying on the bed, and lay down inside me, asking with concern,
"Are you adjusting?"
"Pretty good."
"Is it comfortable?"
"Mmm."
"I felt it too, you came a lot just now."
"Hehe."
"Am I loose down there?"
"No, it's fine." Although I knew perfectly well that Ping was looser than Dong, only an idiot would answer truthfully when a woman asks such a question, okay?
"Sha said you work in engineering."
"Yes, mainly dealing with large and medium-sized manufacturing companies."
"Do you come to Shenyang often?"
"Once or twice a month."
"Come on over if you're free, we've been friends for years."
"No problem."
As I spoke, I kept my hand under Dong's body, gently rubbing her breasts, as if to make up for the hurt I had caused her earlier.
"Shall we go out for a bit?" I asked Ping.
"Okay," Ping agreed.
"Want to lie down a bit more?" I shook Dong's chest and looked at Wei, asking.
"Yeah, let's rest in the room a bit more," Wei said, touching Dong's bottom.
Ping got up from the bed with me .
Just as we opened the door, Sha appeared in the doorway.
"Is it over?"
"Yeah."
"I wanted to join in the fun."
"It's over, why don't you play with Wei and Dong for a while?" Ping said with a smile.
"Forget it," Wei called from inside.
"Are you tired?" Sha came out with us again and asked me,
"What do you think?"
"I wanted to keep you company, if you're tired, rest for a bit."
"Is anyone on the sofa?" I asked.
"No, they've all gone into the small room," Sha said
. "Come on, let's watch some TV," I continued.
We went to the living room...
"You two watch TV, I'm going to check on Xin. She just got here, don't let those two old men mess things up," Ping said, walking towards the small room.
"How was it? How did it feel?" Sitting on the sofa, Sha had a smug look on her face.
"Not bad, thank you," I said, giving Sha's chest a reward-like squeeze and pulling her close .
"Ping came into the small room and told us you were good," Sha said, lying on my lap, facing me.
"You need Ping to tell you that?" I lightly slapped her bottom.
"Don't I know how you behaved in front of them?" Sha said playfully.
"It's past 9 o'clock?" I muttered to myself, glancing at the time on the TV screen.
"Yeah, are you tired? Want to play a little longer?" Sha asked.
"Let's rest for a bit, we'll talk later," I replied. Actually, I had a little suspicion. From the moment I entered, Xin, the first person I saw, definitely had some kind of power attracting me. I could also sense that although Xin hadn't looked at me directly, she must have felt good about me. I didn't know if it was because I hadn't slept with her yet, and I felt a little regretful, or if it was because our auras attracted each other. As it turned out, Xin and I did have a mutual attraction, because after that, although I didn't participate in their activities again, Xin still came to Dalian to meet me several times.
"Ugh, I'm exhausted," a man's voice came from over.
I turned my head and saw a young man, not very tall, a bit chubby, with a noticeably protruding belly, and a rather prosperous appearance. He had a round face and a pair of shrewd little eyes. This was Hao, whom I had only seen since I entered.
"You're done too, buddy?" Hao asked me familiarly.
"Did you and Xin finish?" Sha interjected.
"Yeah, I came twice today," Hao said with a hint of pride.
"Hmph," Sha sniffed dismissively.
"Want some water?" Hao asked.
"Sure, everyone get some Pocari Sweat, there's some in the bag on the table."
Hao handed each of us a bottle of Pocari Sweat, grabbed a Red Bull for himself, opened it, and chugged it down in one gulp. Then he plopped down next to Sha.
The three of us sat there naked, watching TV and chatting without a care in the world. Maybe this is what nudist camps abroad are like. My mind started wandering again. Through our conversation, I learned that Hao worked at the Shenyang office of a foreign company in Shanghai, and Dong was a property manager at a local supermarket. They had been married for five years but didn't have any children. It was clear that Dong was the one in charge at home.
After a while, Lao Duan and Ping also came out of the small room, each with a drink. Ping sat next to me, and Lao Duan sat on a chair next to the coffee table.
"Where's Xin?" Sha turned to Ping and asked.
"She was lying in there resting, but she was still a little reserved," Ping said.
"Yes, she was completely still just now, haha," Hao continued.
"I shouldn't have gone in just now. Did my going in disturb her and you?" Ping looked at Lao Duan and asked.
"Really? Maybe she was tired from doing it with Hao," Lao Duan quickly comforted her.
"Really? When I was with Brother Duan just now, I thought she and Hao were quite natural," Sha said, looking at Hao with suspicion.
"You're like a little slut, everyone who sees you is laughing and joking," Lao Duan said.
"Everyone's like that the first time," Lao Duan said, looking at me, and then continued, "Especially women."
"Haha," I smiled knowingly.
Just then, Xin also came out of the small room. Somewhat surprisingly, she had put on that dress again, making her the only woman in the room wearing clothes.
I must say, when everyone was naked, the woman wearing clothes actually had a certain charm, and I found her more sexy. I don't know if this feeling was because she was different, or because she was the only one I hadn't slept with yet.
"Come sit here," Hao said, seeing that there was no room in the living room. He stood up sensibly. "I'll go in and check on Dong," he said, and walked towards the main room.
So Xin sat in the spot Hao had just been sitting in. Lao Duan leaned closer to her, and while continuing to chat with us, he reached his hand directly into Xin's skirt and slowly began to caress her. Xin didn't resist at this time; on the contrary, she seemed quite cooperative, though her hands were clasped together as if she didn't know where to put them. Seeing that Xin didn't seem too uncomfortable, Lao Duan was encouraged and moved from his chair to the sofa.
Sha also wisely stood up from my right and went around to my left, squeezing in with Sister Ping on the edge of the sofa. This way, Xin sat between Lao Duan and me, with Sha and Ping squeezed together next to me.
Five people sitting on the sofa at the same time naturally felt a little crowded, but Lao Duan didn't stop his actions because of the small space. Instead, he pushed Xin's skirt up to her waist and began to caress her genitals.
Xin was clearly the repressed type; although she was wearing a long skirt, she was completely naked underneath. (Don't look, only do that type, haha.) I especially admire myself for always being able to drift off at crucial moments, but quickly return to reality.
Lao Duan had already started to thrust his fingers into her vagina, his mouth close to Xin's ear, sticking out his wet tongue with wide movements. I licked Xin's ears inside and out, making soft rustling sounds
.
I don't know if it was because Lao Duan's fingers were probing her lower body so intensely that her body went limp, or because Lao Duan's kisses on her ears were so ticklish that she couldn't stand it, or if she was subtly seducing me (anyway, I'm always so blindly confident), haha, anyway, Xin's body was gradually leaning into my arms. Hehe, if this had happened when I first came in, I would have been completely at a loss, but now, hmph, I've not only completely adapted, but I've also mastered the rules of the game here—relax, do what you want. Haha. My little piece of fat, where are you going?
I bravely took Xin's upper body, my hands slipping under the neckline of her dress from both sides of her slender neck, and finally reaching the peaks of her breasts.
Full, firm, delicate, soft, and elastic—are these words contradictory? If not, I'll use them all to describe Xin's breasts, anyway, it's just one word—comfortable.
Let me elaborate a bit more. In my personal opinion, a woman's sex appeal primarily stems from the following areas:
First, her hands—soft, fair, and slender are the standards; a woman with beautiful hands is very attractive to me
. Second, her buttocks—firm, fleshy, and slightly upturned are the standards; a perky bottom can compensate for many other physical flaws.
Third, her neck—a long, fair neck, coupled with beautiful collarbones, is simply irresistible to me.
In fact, through my long-term observation and summarization, women who meet these three criteria are generally women with good figures and excellent temperament. I wonder if we can reach a consensus? Discussion is welcome.
Back to the main topic.
Xin's breasts were bigger than Dong's and tighter than Ping's, especially her small nipples. If I hadn't seen them with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a woman married for several years could have such breasts. If I were alone with Xin for the first time and saw such breasts, you could easily believe that this woman had just lost her virginity. The nipples were the size of soybeans and pink, including the areolas, which were also light pink. Oh, how hateful! Such a beautiful woman, and Wei actually married her, and Wei actually had the heart to share her with others, and even let that tasteless guy Hao share her first. Alas, what a pity, what a pity, what a hateful thing. Haha.
Just as I was thinking, Lao Duan was already squatting on the ground, licking, sucking, and wrapping his hands on Xin's vulva with great effort. Old man, you're working hard, you're going all out.
"Brother Duan's tongue is quite amazing," Sha whispered mischievously in my ear at this moment. (Damn it, as if you're afraid I'll forget that you just did it with him, aren't you? You slut, wait until we get back to the hotel and see how I deal with you!)
Xin was still a little hesitant, her eyes tightly closed, but her head was already fully resting on my lap. Her little hands had somehow grasped my penis, and she was trying to pull her head closer to it. I slightly moved Xin's upper body, stroking her face. Xin, with her eyes closed, opened her mouth and carefully took my glans into her mouth. Old Duan saw our position, but instead of showing any sign of mindedness for my involvement, he seemed stimulated and encouraged, his mouth gripping Xin's labia and clitoris like a suction cup, gently moving it left and right, up and down.
"Hoo~~~, Ugh~~~~~" Xin gasped for breath, completely abandoning her shyness this time, passionately pressing down on Lao Duan's head. Lao Duan had also completely entered a somewhat frenzied state, burying his head between Xin's legs, working diligently.
My penis was neglected. Looking at the current position, Xin was completely unable to continue taking care of my penis. I decisively stood up, only to find that Ping and Sha had disappeared sometime earlier. I guessed those two sluts had gone to the room with Hao and Wei to fool around again. Oh right, Dong, whom I had recently abused, was also in that room. Maybe they could come up with some new tricks. But I didn't have time to think about them now. I had to take care of little Xin first.
Since Lao Duan was firmly occupying Xin's lower body, I could only focus on her upper body. Seeing that Xin was completely lying flat on the sofa, Lao Duan's body was also being moved by Xin's cunt, which moved his mouth, his neck, his upper body, his buttocks, his thighs, and finally his feet. Lao Duan's body was already kneeling on the sofa. Haha, don't think I'm being long-winded, this is really how Lao Duan got to the bed. It's mainly because Lao Duan was too damn excessive. I don't know if it was to prevent me from fucking him first, but his mouth never let go of Xin's cunt.
With brilliant and decisive action, I turned around, lifted my leg, and straddled Xin's neck, kneeling on the sofa with my thighs straight. Leaning forward, I firmly thrust my penis into Xin's panting mouth. Seeing her wide eyes and bulging cheeks, my penis grew even harder. To better coordinate with my thrusts, I gently supported Xin's head with my right hand, allowing her throat to reach a more suitable angle. Xin's eyes
suddenly widened, and her head jerked back forcefully, as if trying to escape my penis. Just then, I heard Lao Duan's long shout behind me. I knew the old man had probably started drilling for oil.
I continued to support Xin's head with my right hand, while my left hand moved behind her to pinch her nipples for more stimulation. Tragically, I touched a large, thick hand. Lao Duan, you're using your lower body while occupying the upper body, a man who refuses to suffer any loss.
Go to hell, focus on your mouth. One, two... ten, twenty. Although Xin didn't try to escape the **** anymore and cooperated well, it wasn't as comfortable as having it inside her vagina. Plus, Xin's oral sex skills and experience were really too average; my big thing got bitten by her teeth several times. No, this can't go on. Soon my **** will become a sieve!
Thinking of this, I pulled my penis out of Xin's mouth, some saliva coming out with it. I wiped her mouth and stood up. Old Duan saw that I had freed up Xin's upper body and was now on top of her, moving around. Haha, it turns out the old guy was exhausted too. Damn, if I had persisted a little longer, the old guy would have given up.
Let you have your fun first. I don't believe you won't finish. Anyway, I just came, so I'm not in a hurry. I just stood there next to them, watching and using my hand to keep my penis aroused.
Xin's mouth relaxed, and her moans became much smoother, emitting soft "mmm" and "ahh" sounds. After a while, Lao Duan's movements noticeably slowed down. He looked up at me; although it was slower, it was clear the old man was still persisting. Finally, after a few vigorous thrusts, the old guy stopped moving. When he pulled out, the condom was empty. "Haha, you're so smug, aren't you? Out of stock, huh?"
Lao Duan laboriously climbed off Xin, turned, and sat in the corner of the sofa. He looked back at Xin; she was slumped weakly on the sofa, her chest heaving. Xin was clearly exhausted, and I, having stood for so long, had lost some of my erection despite my penis being constantly stimulated by my five brothers. So, I decided to stop the vigorous activity. I reached out and lifted Xin's head, then plopped down on the sofa, gently placing her head on my lap. My left hand tenderly stroked Xin's hair and cheek, while my right hand slowly roamed over her body. Xin turned over, curling up like a kitten on my lap, her hand naturally resting on my penis, gently stroking it. At this moment,
Lao Duan got up to take a shower in the bathroom. Sha and Ping were still in the main room with Hao and his wife, and Wei hadn't come out yet. Only Xin and I were left in the living room. I held Xin's head, and she looked up and asked with concern,
"Are you tired from being pressed down on your legs?"
"No, silly girl."
"Shall we go into the small room and lie down for a while?"
"Okay,"
Xin said, getting up from the sofa.
I put one arm around her neck and the other under her legs, lifting her up. Xin looked at me admiringly, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me on the cheek.
Entering the small room, seeing the mess on the bed, it wasn't hard to imagine the lewd scene that Lao Duan, Hao Sha, and Xin had just witnessed in this room.
I gently placed Xin on the bed. She sat up, quickly spread out the sheets, and opened her arms, waiting for my embrace. I lay down beside her, reaching out to pull her into my arms. Xin rested her head on my chest, her legs naturally draped over my body, looking at me, her small hands playing with my breasts. Her head, her face revealing a charming yet slightly shy expression, and I carefully played with Xin's breasts.
Neither of us spoke, just looking at each other, caressing and kneading. Gradually, our emotions rose, and our mouths naturally pressed together tightly. Xin's soft tongue, like a mischievous child eager to explore the world, explored my mouth and body: earlobe, neck, chest, nipples, lower abdomen, navel, all the way down, past my clenched penis, all the way down to my toes. Adorable Xin, to my surprise, Xin took my toes into her mouth and licked them incessantly, sucking and enveloping them.
Damn, this was so fucking stimulating! Honestly, it felt better than licking a penis. She licked more than just my toes; she even lifted the soles of my feet and licked them intently. I couldn't take it anymore.
Before she could lick my other foot, I pushed her down and thrust in without a condom. We worked together perfectly. When I moved downwards, she would spread her legs to meet me; when I increased the pace, she would wrap her legs around my waist; when I put my fingers into her anus, she would slightly lift her buttocks to make it easier for my fingers to enter and exit.
In short, this woman was amazing. She never rejected any of my thoughts or actions, and unconditionally accepted all my requests. I loved her. I loved her gentleness, her unassuming nature, her submissiveness, and her inner desire
. For at least half an hour, and finally, with Xin's consent, I ejaculated. The moment I ejaculated, I felt spasms inside Xin's vagina, and she reached orgasm. Perfect sex. Truly perfect.
Xin and I rested briefly in the small room, exchanged phone numbers, and then left.
When we got to the living room, we found everyone else had finished too. It was almost 11 o'clock. Hao and Dong were already dressed and ready to go home, while Sha was embracing Lao Duan, preparing to see them off. Ping was sitting on the sofa with Wei, her hand still stroking Wei's penis.
Seeing us come out, Dong and Hao greeted me and left first.
After showering, Sha and I said goodbye to Lao Duan and Wei. As we left, Sister Ping repeatedly told us to call ahead if we came to Shenyang again so we could all get together. Wei didn't seem very expressive, especially when Xin and I came out of the small house. I don't know if it was because I had just slept with his wife, but he didn't seem as cheerful as before. Hehe.
As for my re-education of Sha after we returned to the hotel, and Xin and I's several nights of passion in Dalian, I'll write about those later when I have the chance and time to share them with everyone.

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