【A Dreamlike Encounter】(6 Nights)

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??? ⑹〖Netorare〗
??? “What did you say!”
??? “I said I have to go on a
business trip the day after tomorrow.” ??? “Didn’t we agree to go on our honeymoon next week?”
??? “Wenqing was supposed to go, but she was hospitalized a few days ago.”
??? My wife, hearing that my colleague was in the hospital, asked worriedly, “Hospitalized? What happened?”
??? “Appendicitis!” I replied embarrassedly. “It seems

she fell ill shortly after returning home from our wedding banquet.”
??? Although this was just an accident, my wife still fell silent.
??? After thinking for a while, my wife seemed to realize something and suddenly stood up.
??? “Then…then…this house is just me and that…that person left.”
??? That night, under Rou Jie’s influence, that night was filled with an atmosphere of lust. Infected by this atmosphere, my

wife, Rou Jie, and I experienced an extremely lewd wedding night. In the heat of passion, my wife was incredibly affectionate and

intimate with me, but after calming down, there was a rather awkward atmosphere between her and Heng.
I hugged my wife's slender waist from behind and softly said against her cheek, "Yes. Now that I'm gone

, it'll just be the two of you. You two should nurture your relationship."
My clever wife immediately understood what I meant! She instantly used her police skills,

employing the grappling techniques of a police officer apprehending a criminal, to pin me to the bed. She said in a fierce tone, "

What nonsense are you talking about!"
But when I turned around, I saw my wife's face flushed red. When I said my joints hurt, she

hurriedly released me. The reason my wife was so nervous was that this house wasn't just

occupied by my wife and me; Rou-jie and Heng were also temporarily staying there.
Rou's family's house was slated for demolition due to urban redevelopment, while Heng's entire family had

immigrated abroad several years ago. They were finding it difficult to find a reasonably priced and conveniently located place to live. Even with

a monthly resettlement allowance of several thousand yuan, I kindly offered them temporary accommodation with us, though I

did have some ulterior motives.
My wife and I both have demanding jobs; even as newlyweds, it took us about two weeks to finish arranging

our work. We were really looking forward to our sweet honeymoon, but unexpected things

always happen.
We had planned to leave the house with Rou and Heng while we were on our honeymoon, but Rou

went out of town a couple of days ago to participate in an interior design competition. Heng, on the other hand, wanted to buy a house and settle

down back in China, spending his time looking at various large, upscale residential complexes, so he couldn't

be with Rou. With my business trip,

only .
After visiting Wenqing at the hospital with my wife, I started packing my bags and preparing for my business trip tomorrow

.
At the bustling airport, not only did my wife come to see me off, but even my friend Heng came.
"Hey~ Have a safe trip, but don't go around flirting with women!" Heng said shamelessly in

front of .
"My husband wouldn't do that~" my wife replied confidently.
"Oh~ girl, you're protecting your husband! But what cat won't eat fish?"
"My husband is!"
Watching them bicker like this was so funny that I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

They only realized their lapse when they saw me laughing at them.
As boarding time approached, I hugged my wife in a farewell gesture. I whispered in her ear, "

Honey, I'm leaving. You two remember to have a good 'exchange'!" My wife 'humphed' and

pinched my arm hard. Heng, puzzled, watched our playful banter.
Finally, after a light kiss with his wife, I embarked on my business trip.
PS: The following content is changed to Ying's first-person perspective, while the content within parentheses represents the first-

person perspective.
(Ah, my husband's leaving like this, what am I going to do for the next two weeks? And that idiot,

saying he'd communicate properly, but someone's encouraging his wife to do…do that kind of thing with someone else!) I looked at him with a serious expression,

and we stared at each other.
Heng asked kindly, "Hey girl, are you alright? You don't look too good."
"Ah. Ha. No…it's nothing. Okay, it's time to go back." I replied evasively.
I drove my husband's car back on the highway. The car sped along the smooth road, the monotonous

scenery quickly passing by the window, and we were both silent inside, making the atmosphere even more

awkward. In this awkward atmosphere, I subconsciously glanced at him sitting next to me.
I first met Heng two years ago when my husband and I attended Rou's birthday party. My

husband told me that the three of them knew each other because their fathers were from the same village and had decided

to venture out together in their teens. Over the years, they had developed a deep friendship, so their

children were also very close from a young age.
However, whenever I asked Rou if doing this would be bad for Heng, she would always reply with a smile

, "He's very happy!" At the time, I thought she was just saying it casually, but that night I realized

they were all in cahoots.
(Sister Rou's mind is really open-minded; she's actually willing to accept two men, and Brother Heng doesn't

mind even quite enthusiastic.)
(Speaking of which, that fool was quite enthusiastic too! He didn't mind me sleeping with Brother Heng at all, but

that night also... Now that I think back, that night was quite exciting and comfortable. Ah... what am I

thinking!)
"Hey girl, are you alright? Let me drive." The sudden call brought me

back It turned out that Brother Heng noticed my strange behavior and asked me
with concern. Of course, I couldn't tell him that I was thinking about that night on the highway, so I casually replied, "Ah

... no need... I'm fine... I was just a little worried about Cheng."
"No, I'll drive. You should rest and lie down."
Heng's firm attitude left me no choice but to comply. I stopped the car and switched places with Heng,

letting him take over driving.
After I got into the passenger seat, he carefully fastened my seatbelt and lowered the seat slightly so

I could lie down comfortably. These thoughtful actions reminded me of my husband. I remembered one time when I was on a date with

my husband , I suddenly felt unwell. He immediately took me to the doctor, and after we got home, he

stayed to take care of me. How could such attentive care not touch one's heart?
I looked at Heng from behind. Although things seemed quiet now, my mind was wandering.
(Even though we've known each other since childhood, could things have developed like this? Ah… that idiot Cheng, he always

stammers and avoids the question, he even dragged me down with him. No… I have to tell him everything when he gets back! Well

… but Rou-jie's body is really as soft as her name suggests. Ah… what am I thinking again?)
I lay down and continued to overthink, feeling a warm sensation on my face. I'm sure if I had a

mirror , I'd see my flushed face. Luckily, Heng-ge was focused on driving and

didn't notice my current state.
(No… so sleepy.
) After a period of overthinking, my mind gradually calmed down, and with

that came physical fatigue. My eyelids instinctively wanted to close, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.
When I woke up, I wasn't in the car anymore, but on the sofa at home.

The clock on the wall showed six o'clock. I had slept for a full three hours

without . Was I overworking myself lately? I couldn't help but ask myself.
A hissing and swishing sound came from the kitchen. When I went in, I saw Heng Ge wearing an apron,

skillfully scaling and gutting the fish. He seemed to be someone who cooked often.
"Oh, you're awake! Quick, drink that," he said, pointing to the thermos on the counter. Opening the lid

immediately released a rich, sweet aroma. It turned out the thermos contained hot cocoa. Drinking

the warm, sweet cocoa completely dispelled my lingering drowsiness.
I said shyly, drinking the hot cocoa, "I'm sorry, making you take such good care of me. I'm quite heavy, aren't I?"
"No, no, you're not heavy at all. It's my honor to be able to take care of you!"
His words were as sweet as ever; I really didn't know if that was his strength or his weakness. I joked

, "Then I won't stand on ceremony!"
"Great...you're most welcome!
" The warm cocoa not only dispelled my drowsiness but also seemed to melt away the awkward, cold atmosphere.

After finishing the cocoa in the thermos, I helped cook dinner, and the two of us quickly prepared it

. In a relaxed mood, we quickly finished off the two dishes and soup—a simple home-cooked meal.
The next day, I went back to work to report back from leave; at least the busy work schedule helped reduce

the dread of being idle and overthinking at home.
Upon returning to work, I received many well wishes, including from my closest friends.
"Hey~ Bride, you're back so soon, throwing a love bomb!" "Huh? Weren't you going on your honeymoon?
What are you doing here?"
"Ugh, don't even mention it, the company sent him on a business trip for half a month!"
"Oh... I see, so you'll be spending your wedding night alone! That's pitiful."
The person gloating over this at this time is my best friend Ya-xin, a friend since high school.

Maybe friends of the same age, but we don't have to be shy about things like respect or saving face, so we

're often very straightforward.
Luckily, she doesn't know that her husband's friends are currently staying at my house, leaving only Heng-ge and me

, otherwise, I don't know what she would say about us.
"You, gloating at a time like this, really, have you found a new target and forgotten about your

best friend?" I said, tickling her as I spoke.
"Hahahaha...no, no...what goal...hahahaha."
"Oh...don't underestimate me, I've known you for so many years, don't I know you well enough?" I increased the intensity of my tickling.
Ya-xin finally gave in and confessed, "Haha...haha...okay...I'll tell you...I'll tell you

...I just met up with some old friends."
The phrase "old friends" piqued my curiosity, and I pressed, "Hmm...could it be '

that' mysterious boyfriend?"
"Hmm...hmm!" Ya-xin actually answered honestly.
I asked excitedly, "Oh...so there's a chance of getting back together?" But Ya-xin responded calmly

, "Ugh...that's impossible! He already has a girlfriend."
At this point, I really didn't know what to say to comfort her. Instead, Ya-xin teased me, saying, "

Do go looking for other men when you're not satisfied...he might cry...hahaha." After saying that, she gave me a hard

slap on the butt and swaggered away.
(Unsatisfied?)
Cool, refreshing water sprayed from the showerhead, soaking every inch of my skin.

While showering in the bathroom, Ya-xin's words from noon kept echoing in my mind.
(Indeed, we haven't done it since that night.)
My mind replayed the events of our wedding night, recalling the passion that ignited my

sexual desire. My body began to heat up, the cold water from the showerhead seemingly unable to quell

the heat. My hands unconsciously reached between my legs, gently rubbing my genitals.
"Mmm...mmm...ah..."
I moaned shamelessly, aroused by the stimulation of my clitoris with my fingers, though

my mind was filled with thoughts of "not enough" and a desire for "more." Slowly, my hands shifted from stroking my genitals to

one hand kneading my breasts, while the other hand inserted its fingers into my vagina.
(I would never have done this before... but oh well... because it feels so

good !)
Slowly, I became dissatisfied with merely probing with my fingers; my body began to send out signals of craving

something .
"Ah...ha...Cheng...Husband...why did you have to go on a business trip...I want...I want

you so much..."
Feeling the increasing flow of vaginal fluid, I knew I was close to orgasm. The cool fluid occasionally rubbed against my clitoris

through my palms, the coolness deeply stimulating my hot clitoris.
"Ha...no...it's coming...ah...husband..."
Powerless from the recent orgasm, I slumped against the wall, my mind blank, letting the love fluid gushing

from my vagina flow down my thighs, my breath coming in short gasps.
Looking at the sticky love fluid on my hands, I cried out weakly, "Husband...please come back soon."

Suddenly a scene flashed into my mind. It was

the moment on our wedding night when Heng was pointing his long penis at my vagina, ready to penetrate me. Recalling that scene sent a jolt through me.
In that instant, I remembered that Heng was in this room. That night, I had become carried

away by Rou and the others' sexual games, and without realizing it, I had engaged in a rather lewd sexual encounter with them. Even though I was completely absorbed during

the act , I was still quite shocked when I calmed down. This

felt completely different from when I had sex with Rou. The experience of having sex with two women is entirely different from having sex with two men, especially since

one was my beloved.
Recalling how I had been so immersed in the sexual encounter with my husband and Heng that night, it felt as if

I was truly myself.
The desire and craving for sex gradually eroded my moral compass, the two forces constantly

battling within me. However, still lingering from the afterglow of orgasm, I was clearly biased towards "that side." The victorious side instantly

took over my mind, and what I expected prompted my actions. I put on my pajamas and left the

bathroom , heading downstairs.
As I went downstairs, I was still so uncertain, my legs feeling as if they were dragging a heavy stone, making it

difficult to move.
As I reached the turn on the stairs, I witnessed a scene that shocked me and completely changed my mood.
A different drama was playing on TV, but Heng's mind was clearly elsewhere.
He wasn't sitting in his previous spot; he was lying where I had been sitting, his head

even resting on the spot where I had been sitting, as if inhaling the lingering scent of my body. His hand

was kneading his genitals, still visible through his pants.
(It's been so long, surely there's still a smell?)
He was like a puppy, constantly sniffing my scent to satisfy his desire. Although

it seemed perverted, it completely shattered my last line of defense,
arousing my longing for "that."
I walked towards him discreetly, and before he noticed me, I touched his cheek with my finger

and said, "Oops... what are you doing..."
The sudden attack caught Heng off guard. Caught in his embarrassing moment, he

looked like a child who had done something wrong, head bowed and silent.
I deliberately said in front of him, "Hmm... I'm actually that charming!"
My words seemed to provoke Heng. He grabbed my wrist, pulled me to his side, and

pushed me down onto the sofa.
"Of course... you've always been the object of my fantasies!"
We gazed at each other, able to see ourselves reflected in each other's eyes. Heng

breathed excitedly, and I could smell his breath.
"Hmph~ With such a wonderful woman like Rou-jie by your side, you still have your eyes on someone else? Aren't you afraid Rou-

jie will blame you?"
"No, we're both very open-minded. We should enjoy ourselves when it's time to enjoy ourselves. We both know we

deeply love each other, and that's enough. Besides, your charm isn't just mine; even Zi-rou is

deeply .
" "Hmph...you men are all just sweet talkers."
"Of course not...don't underestimate yourself. Being able to marry you is truly enviable."
The sweet talk and the small physical contact between the two filled the atmosphere with an obscene aura.
Heng-ge's left hand reached into my pajamas to knead my breasts. He buried his head in my neck,

licking the skin with his tongue. His saliva covered the area his tongue touched, making me

squirm and laugh uncontrollably.
"Hahahaha...no...it's so itchy...don't do this...hahahaha...stop it...hahahaha

...stop licking...hahahaha!"
The louder I laughed, the more gleefully he licked, until I twisted his back hard before he stopped

.
"Ouch...it hurts...can't you be a little gentler..."
I pretended to be angry and shouted, "Hmph...I told you to stop but you wouldn't...serves you right!"
Heng Ge pretended to be pitiful and said, "I'm sorry...but it really hurts..."
"So what do you want?"
"Some compensation would be best!" After saying that, Heng Ge pouted his lips, indicating what I should do.
(Looks like he'll take advantage of the situation.)
I smiled and then raised my head to kiss his lips. The instant I left his lips, he quickly

pressed them against mine again, sucking on them incessantly, and greedily probing his tongue into my

mouth to explore.
(Hmm...strawberry flavor?)
A sweet strawberry flavor wafted from Heng's tongue. Incredulous, I glanced at

the coffee table. There, on the table, were my favorite strawberries, and several more in the box.
(Ah...I see.)
Heng's tongue danced in my mouth, and the sweet strawberry flavor made

me involuntarily stick out my tongue and intertwine it with his.
"Mmm...mmm...ha...ah...mmm...mmm..."
Heng and I intertwined our tongues like a fierce battle. It wasn't just

our lips; our bodies were also engaged in a mini-battle, our hands

teasing each other by caressing every part of our skin.
(So sweet...such a sweet French kiss!)
The strawberry-scented kiss was intoxicating. Following the sweetness on Heng's tongue, I extended my own tongue into his

mouth , and the perceptive Heng greedily sucked on my tongue even more.
"Mmm...ah..."
I couldn't help but cry out when his hand touched a sensitive spot. Heng's hand had already invaded my private parts,

caressing them.
"Oh dear...oh dear...girl, you're in heat...you're all wet here!"
Heng's words made me embarrassed, but I couldn't argue. I couldn't very well reveal that I

had masturbated and even orgasmed while showering.
Seeing that I didn't object, Heng Ge became even more emboldened. He lowered himself between my legs, pulled down my

pajama bottoms, and spread my legs wide.
Heng Ge said to my private parts, "Wow...girl...your panties are soaking wet...girl, you're so

slutty !"
"N-no...no way."
"Still saying no!" After saying that, Heng Ge inserted his index finger, slowly pushing it deep inside as if exploring

. Soon after, his middle finger followed. I could feel two nimble fingers probing and digging inside my private parts ,

the fingernails occasionally scraping against my inner walls. This tingling, numb sensation made my whole body

boil .
(Ah...no...I'm going to become weird if this continues!)
Heng Ge seemed to know my private parts inside and out, relentlessly attacking my sensitive spots.

I could clearly feel waves of pleasure coming from his fingertips inside my private parts.
"No...not there...no...no...no...
" My erect clitoris received his special attention; his nimble tongue played with it, using

a combination of inside and outside stimulation. This bold yet gentle caress drove me to madness.
His fingers scraped and dug inside my genitals, moving up and down, his thin lips gently sucking on my clitoris,

occasionally his teeth lightly biting, elevating the passion to its peak.
My body convulsed with heightened excitement, knowing I would ejaculate a large amount of

vaginal fluid during my orgasm. To avoid getting Heng Ge's face wet, I uttered a lewd plea: "Heng Ge...it feels so good

...pull back...it'll get you dirty...no...I'm going to come...ah..."
But such plea was meaningless to Heng Ge; it only excited him more.
A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed from my private parts, spraying all over Heng Ge's face. His handsome

face was covered in my fluid, and afterwards, Heng Ge licked his lips with satisfaction.
Panting, I was suddenly lifted up by Heng Ge in a princess carry. At 1.72 meters tall, it was embarrassing

to be carried in such a cute way. But Heng Ge confidently said, "See!
I told you I'm not heavy."
(Even though I've always maintained an exercise routine, I should be quite heavy, yet he could carry me

so easily.)
Heng Ge easily held my body with his strong frame, and I, embarrassed, looked up at his

face. Looking at his handsome face in this state, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire

.
Heng Ge carried me to my room and gently placed me on the bed. He spoke to me in a gentle yet slightly lewd

tone, "Little sister...do you want it?"
??? (Yeah, you should enjoy it when it's time to enjoy it.)
??? I reached out and stroked Heng's penis, rubbing its already erect shaft. Uncharacteristically, I

said to Heng in a soft voice, "At this point...do I have a choice not to?" Heng, understanding

, quickly pulled down his pants, freeing his long-suppressed penis.
??? (Ha...this...is really long!)
??? Compared to my husband's thick penis, Heng's was obviously inferior, but it was unexpectedly long,

giving it a unique and spectacular appearance. His erect penis, poised to ignite, stood proudly, its tip oozing

some clear fluid.
??? This exceptionally impressive penis rested against the surface of my genitals, rubbing up and down rhythmically.
The hard, hot penis aroused my clitoris, sending waves of

pleasure through my body.
"Ah...good...my clitoris is so stimulating...so comfortable...again...again..."
Hearing this, Heng responded happily, "You're so sensitive, girl...but it's my turn now!"
He then rubbed the head of his penis against my vulva.
I saw that he wasn't wearing a condom and was about to insert it. I reached out and grabbed his penis to stop him, saying, "

No. " Since this was only our second time, I still felt a bit resistant.
Heng seemed to sense my resistance and didn't force me; instead, he respected my decision. This respect made me

feel comforted, but the comfort was short-lived. In an instant, he revealed his wicked side, asking me to

put a condom on for him myself.
(That man is a man, probably feeling a sense of accomplishment seeing a woman put a condom on him.)
I climbed up and opened the drawer next to the bed. A box of brand-new condoms caught my

attention , especially the sticky note on it.
[Wife: Life is only a few decades long at most. Sometimes you should put aside your moral prejudices and

enjoy the pleasure of sex. PS: Have a good time with Heng.] The sticky

note even had a victory sign drawn at the bottom.
(That…that idiot…the husband actually encouraged his wife to cheat…and even

prepared condoms…)
My husband's actions made me unsure whether to be angry or amused, but they did allow me to let go of what I was worried about.

Next.
I tore open the condom and took it out. This seemingly ordinary action, however

, captivated Heng Ge
. Full of anticipation, he stood his wet, erect penis before me. Thinking about this unusually long penis about to enter my private parts, I unconsciously swallowed.

I carefully grasped his penis with one hand and stroked it a few times. It quickly released clear fluid to lubricate

the tip.
Excited Heng Ge urged me on. I carefully placed the condom on the tip and slowly slid

it down along the shaft. I glanced up at Heng Ge from time to time; I could see his satisfied anticipation. When I finished,

Heng Ge pushed me down instantly and eagerly inserted his penis.
"Oh…" His satisfied cry expressed his joy.
(Ah...it's in...and all the way in at once...mmm...)
Heng's excessively long penis plunged all the way in at once, each thrust so forcefully penetrating

my heart. I thought that since he was so eager, he would start thrusting violently from the beginning, but his rhythm was so

even. Rather than letting one person release their pent-up desires, Heng wanted to enjoy the pleasure of our intertwined bodies together.
Heng's fiery penis couldn't be covered by a thin condom at all. The heat of his penis

was transmitted to my private parts through the condom, adding a lot of pleasure to my private parts.
Such intense collisions had already caused my private parts to gush with a lot of lustful fluid. My lustful fluid not only soaked

the place where we were connected, but also flowed down between my thighs, wetting the red wedding sheets.
While Heng's penis kept thrusting and manipulating my private parts, his hands were not idle either. His hands

kept wandering all over my body, wanting to leave the marks of his caresses on every part of my body.
"Ah...sister's skin is so smooth." "Oh...your breasts are so soft." He teased me with

words .
When Heng Ge caressed my calves, he pulled them to his face. Of course, I knew what he was

doing , because my husband also loves to kiss my legs when we make love. This isn't me being boastful; although

I don't have Rou Jie's figure, my long legs are still the envy of many.
Sure enough, as I expected, Heng Ge left his saliva on my calves. Even with my husband,

we often do this, but it feels different with someone else. Heng Ge slowly licked

up my knees, kissing them as if they were precious. Meanwhile, the piston-like movements of Heng Ge's hips didn't stop

; in fact, they got faster and faster.
Remembering how much my husband and Heng loved kissing my calves, I couldn't help but jokingly say, "Are you guys

perverts ? Why do you like kissing people's legs so much?"
Heng replied very seriously, "It's abnormal for someone not to have this urge when they see such beautiful legs

!"
Heng's answer was so serious, yet so funny. Hearing this, I could only

sigh silently!
When the greedy Heng had covered my calves with his saliva, he was finally satisfied and

put my legs down, his thrusting stopping. I thought Heng would rest for a moment, but to my surprise

, he instantly picked me up, held me in his arms, and began thrusting again, his hands gripping my waist.
The relentless thrusting had left me breathless. I surrendered in Heng's arms, saying, "Ah...ha...

no ...you're too strong...take a break...you're hitting my G-spot...I surrender...I

surrender..."
Hearing this, Heng felt a surge of pleasure, but the cunning man had no intention of stopping. He said wickedly

to me, "Little sister...you're too tight inside...I can't get it out at all...once it

softens...it can 'rest' a little..." He then thrust even more forcefully, each stroke

reaching deep into my cervix.
"You're really annoying...you have no consideration for my feelings at all."
Heng said confidently, "I only 'fuck'
you so hard because I saw how intoxicated you were." He emphasized the word "fuck."
I pulled away from Heng's embrace, feigning anger, and said, "Hmph... I'm not that lewd."
"Of course... it's just that he's holding my neck and moving his hips enthusiastically to match my pace

... it's not lewd..." Heng said playfully.
Hearing him say that made me feel embarrassed. Heng became nervous when he saw this. He immediately hugged me from

behind , whispering apologies in my ear, "I'm sorry! It was my fault!" He kept saying self-reproachful

, tender, and sweet words until I smiled, and only then did he relax.
But seeing that I was alright, Heng quickly reverted to his true nature, rubbing my breasts from behind and lightly kissing my neck

to rekindle my desire.
Heng passionately kissed my neck, that sensitive spot, his hands skillfully playing with my

erect nipples, and his penis constantly rubbing against my crotch—all these seductive teasing made me incredibly aroused

.
Desperate to open my heart, Heng Ge used every trick in the book to please me.
On the bed, Heng Ge was on my back, using a rear-entry position, but without actually penetrating me. His penis was constantly

thrusting in and out of my vulva. Unlike before, his penis was now wearing the condom we'd used earlier.

Even though the condom was still covered in my semen, the uncomfortable feel of the rubber made it less exciting

and stimulating than before. Slightly disappointed, I thought it would be better if the condom were gone.
Even so, Heng Ge was still quite excited, and even on my vulva, the rhythm of his thrusts

was getting faster and faster.
After hundreds of thrusts, we were both in a state of high arousal. Especially Heng Ge, who

kept letting out soft moans. When he signaled to penetrate, as if by divine intervention,

his penis, which had been rubbing against my vulva for so long, suddenly pulled the condom off and fell onto the bed.
This accident really came out of nowhere. Heng and I each stared at

the . Heng awkwardly picked up the condom that had fallen off, and just as he was about to put it back on,

I gently stroked his penis, and Heng looked up at me, puzzled.
(Well... whatever... it's a safe period anyway...)
While stroking his penis, I said seductively to Heng, "Never mind... no need to wear a mask... just do

it like this !" Heng was momentarily taken aback by my words. When he realized what I meant,

he asked me excitedly, "Little sister... really... really?"
"Don't make him repeat himself~"
Hearing my affirmative reply, Heng excitedly pounced on me. An excited Heng rubbed the tip of his penis

against my vulva a few times before thrusting it in. The moment it entered, Heng exclaimed, "So hot...
??? Is this a girl's real vagina... Wow... It's so tight..."
??? (What is this... So swollen... So hard... It's all the way in...)
??? This was my first time having sex without a condom. Without the barrier of a condom, I could directly feel the heat and

hardness of his penis inside my vagina. The heat emanating from his penis intensely stimulated the contractions of my inner walls, tightly gripping Heng's penis.
??? "Ah... It's getting tighter and tighter... Wow... I can't take it... I want to cum..."
??? Heng began to thrust violently. The long-awaited sex without a condom made Heng extremely excited. His body

swayed rapidly back and forth, his hips repeatedly thrusting into the very top of my vagina. Heng said smugly, "

So good... It's definitely most comfortable without a condom..."
"So hot... So comfortable... So hot... So comfortable... So hot..."
My mind went blank; I couldn't think of any other words to describe my feelings except "So hot" and "So comfortable

." Experiencing such a long penis for the first time, each thrust allowed its tip to easily kiss my

cervix .
With such intense intercourse, my vaginal fluids had already overflowed.

The penis felt like it had wings under the lubrication of my love juices. The sounds of "squeak" and "squeak"

echoed continuously from where our bodies were joined.
On my back, Heng moved his hands from supporting my waist to my breasts, playing with my small

nipples. The intense thrusting made my whole body incredibly sensitive;

even the slightest touch made me tremble.
"So good...it feels so good to rub my breasts...more...more...I want more...keep fucking

me...keep fucking me harder...fuck me to death..."
(Ha...what am I saying...why am I saying such shameless things?
) My mind is blank, and I'm just blurting out these words without thinking. I've thrown "morality," "ethics,"

and "shame" to the back of my mind, only pursuing sexual pleasure.
My lewd moans are like cheers, and Heng Ge, emboldened, is getting more and more vigorous.
With each rapid thrust of his penis, I let out a cheer-like moan: "Ugh...no...fuck me to death

...I can't take it anymore...I want...oh oh oh..." I reached the peak of orgasm. My vaginal

fluids gushed out like a fountain, flowing from my thighs onto the sheets, staining them. My hands

were too weak to support my body, and I lay panting on the bed, my hands tightly gripping the

sheets .
While I was still reveling in the afterglow of my climax, Heng quickly brought me another shock. He

thrust , his lower body slamming against my groin, as if sprinting towards the final moment. In a hazy state, I heard a

low moan. Heng pulled me up, holding my stomach tightly, and his penis plunged deep into my vagina, ejaculating a large amount of semen at point-blank range against

my cervix .
(Ugh…ah…so hot…) Without the condom, the direct ejaculation gave me a unique and

profound experience.
After ejaculating, we both collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. I was too tired to wipe

the semen from my genitals, so I let it flow freely.
After the continuous pleasure, everything calmed down. Exhausted, I lay in Heng's arms, and he

contentedly held me as we rested, but his right hand still lingered on my breast, gently caressing it.
After resting for a while, Heng looked at me seriously and said, "Little sister, let's go back to the question you asked me earlier!"
"Huh?" For a moment, I didn't understand what Heng meant. I had to wait for him to continue before I could understand what he was saying.
"Even though we're very open-minded about this, it's not for everyone. Zi Rou genuinely likes Cheng."
Watching their every move, I knew their relationship was very deep. I

asked Heng the question that had been bothering me the most: "I know you've known each other since you were little. But

why do you have this strange relationship?"
Heng stammered immediately, his reaction just like my husband's. To get to the bottom

of this, I kept pressing Heng until he confessed.
Under my persistent questioning, Heng finally revealed the truth that had been troubling me for so long.
"Actually, it was just a 'coincidence.' As you said, we have indeed been friends since childhood.

The reason have turned out this way is because of our youthful ignorance."
"That year, Zirou and I were only sixteen, and Cheng was fifteen. On the Lantern Festival, Cheng and I agreed

to go find to enjoy the lanterns. When we got to her house, we saw Zirou

peeking through the crack in her older brother's bedroom door, looking rather timid. As soon as she saw us, she yelled at us to be quiet and pulled us along to watch."
"It turned out that Zirou was peeping at her eldest brother and his girlfriend having sex. At that age, we only had

a vague understanding of 'sex,' so seeing a live show was incredibly exciting. Every

position the man used and every moan the woman made gave the three of us an unparalleled sense of awe.

We only quietly left when we saw them panting after their orgasm.
" "We stopped running on the road near Zirou's house. The shock of witnessing sex for the first time

was still lingering in our minds. Feeling clueless about what sex was, I suggested we try it. Cheng and Zirou,

feeling readily agreed.
" "Because I'm an only child, and my parents went to Cheng's house for the holiday, no one was home. In my..."

At home, the three of us imitated the actions of Zirou's older brother to try having sex for the first time. We men

were incredibly satisfied, while Zirou, being a virgin, experienced a lot of pain at first. But once you start, you start again

, and gradually Zirou also began to experience that incredible pleasure and enjoyment, and the relationship between the three of us developed as a result.
Hearing Heng's account of their relationship, I was speechless for a moment, finally understanding

why had been so reluctant to tell me.
(You must feel ashamed to peek at others having sex.)
This leads to other questions: "So how did you and Sister Rou become a couple?"
"Ah... once at Zi Rou's house, her brother caught us making

love, and he assumed we were a couple, so he announced it to the world. My parents and Zi Rou's parents were very happy that we were getting closer

, so they didn't object. But this felt like I was betraying Cheng."
"Plus, after Zi Rou immigrated with my family, the three of us stopped having sex together. Over there,

Zi Rou and I naturally became a couple, but I know that even though we're a couple,

she still can't let go of Cheng."
At this moment, I finally understood why Sister Rou was so eager to bring me in. Her goal was to make

the three of us, no, the four of us, get along well. Thinking about this, I felt a sense of relief and

laughed.
"Hehe...hehe...um...ha..."
Suddenly, Heng started rubbing my breasts. I said to Heng Ge, "What are you doing... Don't do this

... Haha... No..." Heng Ge wickedly played with my erect nipples and said, "Ah, ah

... I already said... Let's rest a little... Now it's time for the next round..." After saying that, Heng Ge

pointed with his eyes at his erect penis.
??? "Haha... No..."
??? "There's no choice not to now..." After saying that, Heng Ge pounced on my body, and soon

the room was filled with lewd sounds again.
The next day, I told my husband what Heng and I had done the night before. But he wasn't

as surprised as I expected. He even asked me, "Did you use the gift I prepared for you
?" However, when I told him about what happened the night before, including having sex with Heng without a condom and even

ejaculating inside him, he didn't say anything. He just said, "I believe you. As long as I didn't force you, it was your choice .

"
(Believe me? Hehe… that's really like you… my silly husband…)
In the days that followed, I don't know if Heng had reverted to his true colors or if this was just his nature. Whenever we were home,

whether in the kitchen, the living room, or even while I was showering, he would appear anytime to seduce me. So,

traces of Heng and me were everywhere in the house.
"Ah… no… not there…"
"Hmm… why not… you're already soaking wet…"
"Hmm… that's water…"
"Yeah… it's your vaginal fluid…"
As soon as I finished showering and sat down on the sofa, Heng came over and caressed me again. After several

meetings , Heng's familiar caresses of my sensitive spots quickly ignited my desire. Just

as our lips were about to touch, we heard the creaking of the door opening. Hearing the sound, we quickly separated.
As the door opened, a familiar yet long-forgotten voice rang out.
"Ah... um... so tired, but finally back home, hey... I'm back..."
Entering the living room was Rou-jie, whom we hadn't seen for over ten days. She slung

her shoulder as she pulled her suitcase. "Oh... Zi-rou... you're back!" "Welcome home... Rou-jie!" we said
nervously . "Oh... I'm back... you're all here... oh oh oh oh oh oh oh," Rou-jie's voice became seductive as she saw my disheveled state . "Oh dear...did I disturb you...I'm so sorry...I'll have to leave now..." "No...no...Sister Rou...I didn't disturb you..." I hurriedly replied. "Is that so...then I won't be polite..." Sister Rou cupped my face and kissed me , her lips meeting mine. Sister Rou seemed to have been thirsting for something for a long time, eagerly sucking on my lips, our tongues intertwining. When our lips parted, a trace of saliva remained, making Heng, standing nearby , watch intently. "Zi Rou...what about mine?" Heng asked Sister Rou jealously. "Okay...I'll do it now..." Sister Rou and Heng displayed their years of experience; the fusion of their tongues was so captivating. Their skillful technique left me speechless. As Roujie pulled away from Hengge's lips, she said, "I can't take it anymore... Come on... I'm going to do it now ..." With that, Roujie grabbed Hengge's and my wrists, pulling us to where we needed to go. Hengge and I exchanged a knowing smile, knowing tonight would be a sleepless night. "Ah... haha... so tired..." After last night's intense battle, my body was still exhausted. But it was a rare day off, and if I didn't tidy up the house soon, it would be a mess. Since getting married, I'd been busy with other things and hadn't properly cleaned the house, so I was determined to clean it thoroughly today. (Unfortunately, Roujie and Hengge had gone to continue searching for their ideal new home early this morning; otherwise, two more people could have helped.) Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh. "Ding-dong~~ Ding-dong~~" The doorbell rang, and when I opened the door, I saw an unexpected person standing there. "Yo~ Hello~ Sis, I'm here." Standing in front of the door was my younger sister, Xianjing, who was a few years younger than me. Although she had a very refined face, she was actually quite...

She had a mischievous streak despite her young age, and now that she was studying psychology, she was even more adept at manipulating people.
Before she married her husband, he often fell victim to her antics, which was quite a hardship for him.
"You still remember to come see your sister, huh?"
Xianjing entered, glancing around the room with amusement. "Sister, don't say that.

I just finished my final exams, you have to understand. By the way, where's brother-in-law?"
"You just need to focus on your studies. He's on a business trip and won't be back for three days."
Hearing that her husband wasn't there, Xianjing looked disappointed. At that time, I thought she was disappointed because she had lost

someone to tease.
Just as I was about to ask her why she came, my phone rang. It turned out that the courier had left the package

at the property management office, and they were calling me to pick it up. I had no choice but to give up asking and went to the property management office alone to get

the package.
When I returned, Xianjing rushed out of the living room and said to me, "Sister, I have to go now

, goodbye!"
(What on earth did she come here for?!)
Confused, I could only watch her leave, closing the door behind me.
"Huff...huff...huff...
" At a crosswalk at an intersection, a young girl, panting

from running all the way from her neighborhood, stood out against the red light. Her heaving chest drew

attention from passersby.
With her intellectual beauty and impressive figure, she always

attracted , but she was used to it and didn't care about being the center of attention.
Now, this young girl was staring intently into the distance, lost in thought,

her delicate lips muttering to herself, "Sister...you guys really went all out..."
"To be continued
"

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