4P with my wife

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

2012 is almost over, and it's been a long time since we've done any wife-swapping. My wife has already checked into hotels with her new lover several times, and every time she comes back, she's really enjoying herself, telling me all about how excited she is, really wanting to see his big penis going in and out of her body. So I discussed it with my wife, asking him to come over and have sex with her.

Thinking about this, I asked my wife, "Honey, are you still in contact with that lover?"

"Which one are you talking about?" My wife asked me while chatting on QQ.

"The other one, that college student of yours, the one from Northeast China."

"Him? He contacted me yesterday, saying he's going to a hotel in a few days. What do you think?"

"Why a few days later? Why aren't we going now?"

"I'm not done yet!" My wife turned around and glared at me.

"After you're done, find your lover and have a 3P or 4P!"

"You want to see someone else fuck your wife again?" My wife turned around and looked at me.

“It’s been almost a year, I haven’t seen anyone else fuck you, I miss it.”

“Get lost!” My wife stopped talking to me and went back to chatting online.

“Honey, think about it,” I asked my wife.

“Get lost, go get me a glass of water!”

I went to get my wife a glass of water, handed it to her, and then asked, “Is it a 3P or a 4P?”

“4P won’t do, three men fucking me, I can’t take it!”

“What about two men and two women, honey?”

“Two men and two women?” My wife muttered, her mouth immediately turning sour. “Who is that woman?”

“Bring one of your little lovers!” I said to my wife with a grin.

“He doesn’t have a girlfriend yet,” my wife said while typing on the keyboard.

“Then I’ll find one?”

“No!” My wife put down the keyboard, turned around and said angrily, “Who do you want to find?”

“Fat Girl, you know the one!”

“Fat Girl? The one from Daxing?”

“The one from Daxing.”

“Does she moan nicely in bed?” My wife suddenly asked me, which stunned me.

"That sounds good, that sounds good."

"Get lost!" My wife kicked me lightly, but not hard.

"If she agrees, then I agree!" My wife turned her face away and went back to chatting online.

We agreed on this: I would talk to the chubby girl, and my wife would talk to her lover. The initial date was set for around New Year's Day.

The next day, I contacted the chubby girl on QQ.

I immediately asked her if she wanted to do it. She said she hadn't done it in a long time and wanted to. I said, "Let's go to a hotel." She said, "That will have to wait until I get off work." I asked her what kind of work she was doing this week, and she said the night shift.

She works at a shopping mall in Xidan, and on the night shift, she doesn't get off until 10 pm. Going to a hotel at 10 pm would definitely mean staying all night, and not coming home at night is a big no-no. So I followed up with, "When will you switch to the morning shift?" She said, "If I switch to the morning shift, I'll hand over the shift in the afternoon, so we can play together in the evening."

Fatty said she'd be working the night shift until the end of the month, then the morning shift starting on the 1st of next month. I asked her when she was off, and she said the 31st. I said, "Then let's go to a hotel on the 31st!" Today is already the 29th, the 31st is almost here. Fatty said no problem.

We continued talking, and I said I'd let her meet my wife. Fatty said she was too scared, so I told her about the 4P thing. Her QQ account immediately went offline.

I left her a message, and she came back online after several minutes. She asked, "Is what you said true?" I said it was true. She said she thought I was making it up. Fatty was referring to the wife-swapping and wife-having-a-lover thing I'd told her about. I talked to Fatty online for a long time, coaxing and cajoling, and finally she agreed. Before she changed her mind, I told her I'd call her on the morning of the 31st and then went offline. Then I called my wife and told her. My wife said she knew, and she'd also been in contact with her lover.

When I got home that evening, I told my wife. She said she had also contacted her lover. I asked if he was coming, and she said yes. Her lover had class on the 31st, so he skipped it to hang out.

That's how it was arranged—the 31st, and I'd choose the place.

Choosing a place is an art. If the other person is a couple, going to one of their homes is the safest option; we've done that before, and it's been very reassuring. I also looked at hotels, but finding a suitable one isn't easy. Resorts are the same, but the privacy isn't great. I remembered a few years ago when someone came to Beijing on a business trip and found an apartment-style hotel—it was perfect! It was a loft-style building, upstairs and downstairs, very convenient, with good privacy, and the price wasn't too expensive. So I booked a room online.

The other thing is about condoms. Speaking of condoms, I need to elaborate a bit. Generally, we use condoms for most activities. I don't like using condoms, but if we haven't pre-arranged a relationship, or if we know the other person has many partners, we usually use them. My wife's lover was a virgin before coming to Beijing, and she lost her virginity to my wife when they met. She hasn't had another woman since, so we don't need condoms. My wife has an IUD, so she's not worried about pregnancy. As long as there are no diseases, we don't need condoms. My girlfriend has only had me as her sexual partner for the past few months; she's clean and disease-free. She's getting her period in a few days, and she says we don't need condoms. We're not planning to bring condoms this time, since there's a possibility of a "sandwich" (sexual intercourse). I still prepared a box of extra-thin condoms; it's better to use them during a "sandwich" or anal sex.

Everything is arranged. If no one cancels on the 31st, and no one backs out after meeting, and everything goes smoothly, we can have some serious fun. When we were exchanging partners, I encountered some who stood me up and others who backed out. The most memorable time was when we were all dressed up, but the other person's wife suddenly changed her mind and refused to continue. She put her clothes back on and ran away. I hope everything goes smoothly this time.

Monday the 31st, a normal workday. My workplace was closed, and so was my wife's. In the morning, I drove the kids to school, and my wife was still sleeping at home. When I came back with the KFC breakfast, she was taking a shower. After

she finished showering and eating breakfast, I lay on the sofa watching TV while she rummaged through the drawers looking for something. I asked her what she was looking for, and she said she was looking for clothes. Women are so annoying; clothes are more important than anything else. More than an hour later, she finally came out of the house with her little backpack, swaying her big hips. When I saw her, my wife, dressed up carefully, looked much younger. My wife was wearing leggings today, the kind that's like stockings, with a short, pencil skirt over it, and a thin white blouse with silk lace trim and shimmering threads—it looked really good. Her high breasts made the blouse look round and full. Wearing high heels, she stood there, asking me what I thought. I glanced at her chest and said, "You'll definitely make your lover's nose bleed." After I said that, she inhaled, lifted her hips, pulled in her stomach, and spun around, immediately flashing a smug look in her eyes.

I called Fatty, and she said she was packing at home and had already left. I asked my wife, "Where's your little lover?" She said she'd call and ask, so she took out her phone and dialed. I also needed to get ready, so I went to find some clothes. When I came back, my wife was already wearing a thick down jacket and said he'd already taken the subway. I said, "Let's go then," and my wife took my arm, and we went out. We drove there.

My fuck buddy, Fatty, is from the South, from Jiangxi. She's not very tall, a typical Southern girl's figure, about 1.6 meters. We met online, initially just chatting casually. One time, she accidentally sent a message to me, and we started talking about sex. That day, she was really aroused, so she went to find a place to go to a hotel. I took a taxi there, we went to a hotel, had sex, it was so great! That's how we became fuck buddies, and we've been to a hotel twice since then.

Fatty, as I call her, has a chubby face, chubby hands, and chubby arms. Especially her large breasts—a D-cup for a girl in her early twenties, the kind you can't wrap your hand around in one hand. Although large, they're firm and haven't sagged. Every time I see her, my hand is always on her breasts; Fatty likes me touching them. Fatty has a small, round, plump bottom. When I penetrate her from behind, her shapely waist and hips are very attractive. She's a very voluptuous girl, not overweight, and I can easily lift her up.

My wife's lover is a 90s-born college student who just came to Beijing for university. They met on QQ and quickly became very close, sharing everything. Eventually, they met in person and slept together. My lover is from Northeast China. He studied hard for 12 years, coming from a small county in the Northeast to get into a prestigious university in Beijing—a 211/985 university, a nationally renowned institution. At first, I thought he'd be a big, burly Northeasterner. My wife says he's not tall, about 1.7 meters, roughly the same height as me, and a bit thin. I asked how thin, and she said I could see his ribs, about the same height as when I was in college. As for his prowess, she said he's tall, about the same height as me, but not as thick. I asked about his duration, and she said he ejaculated prematurely the first time. After that, she said he only has good stamina, not great technique, but he can maintain long thrusting times. She even asked me to teach her a few tricks.

My lover and my wife are practically from the same hometown; my wife is also from Northeast China, from a big city. We've been married for many years, have children, and she's maintained a pretty good figure—not too thin, not too fat, a full figure, and her breasts are quite large. If they weren't large, she wouldn't have attracted me back then; she was a B cup then, now she's a C cup. My wife enjoys sports, has good stamina, and maintains a great figure. She's 170cm tall and weighs around 110 pounds – a curvaceous, mature woman who's neither too thin nor too plump.

We drove quickly to the hotel, checked into our room, and it was almost time. My daughter, nicknamed "Fat Girl," was coming from Daxing by subway, and my elementary school student was coming from Changping University Town; they were almost there, so we drove to the subway station to pick them up.

I parked the car near the subway station; there were several taxis and unlicensed taxis waiting for fares. You can park wherever there are unlicensed taxis; the police usually don't care, so you won't get a ticket. After parking, I asked my wife what time it was. She said it was almost 11 o'clock. I told her to call her lover, and I also called Fat Girl. I took out my phone and dialed Fat Girl's number; the ringtone rang for about a minute, but no one answered.

Then, my wife called her lover. She said into the phone, "Baby, where are you?" Her voice was so sweet and cloying, it almost made my teeth ache. My wife continued in that same sweet voice, "Hmm, it's only a few stops away. We're waiting for you outside the subway station. Call me when you get off, and I'll tell you how to get there... I'll wait for you, no rush..." My wife's sweet voice was talking to her lover on the phone, "Hurry up, baby, I miss you so much... Hmm." My wife hung up, and I asked her, "Where is your lover?" She said he was at Sanyuanqiao, Sanyuanqiao, still more than ten minutes away.

Just then, my phone rang. The name on the screen was "Fatty." My wife glanced at it and said, "Your Fatty's calling, answer it." I said, "Okay, I'll answer." Fatty said on the phone, "I didn't hear you call just now. I asked where you were." Fatty said, "I'm getting off soon, which exit?" I said, "Which exit do you come out of? I'm waiting for you outside the subway station. I'm driving a red XX car." Fatty said she'd be there soon.

After hanging up the phone, my wife looked at me with a grin. "Your chubby girl is here." I said yes. My wife said, "Don't embarrass yourself today," and as she spoke, she reached down and touched my crotch.

The chubby girl said she had already gotten off the subway. I looked towards the subway and saw a girl wearing a mid-length down jacket walking towards my car. My wife pointed, "Is that her?" I looked, and she was pointing to a chubby girl walking this way too. I said, "No, that's not her." While I was talking to my wife, the chubby girl reached the car. I honked the horn, rolled down the window, and called out, "Here I am!"

The chubby girl saw me sitting in the car, and of course, she saw my wife too. My

wife reached back and opened the back door, and the chubby girl opened the door and got in. "Is this your sister-in-law?" the chubby girl asked. I said, "Let me introduce you. This is your sister-in-law." "Hello, sister-in-law," the chubby girl called out to my wife. "This is the chubby girl I told you about." Then I smiled at the chubby girl, and my wife said, "Just call her 'big sister.'" After the chubby girl settled in, she glanced at her phone and fell silent. My wife told her to sit in the back, then got out of the passenger seat and moved to the back, sitting next to the chubby girl. The two women started chatting. My wife asked the chubby girl where she was from and what she did for a living. The chubby girl answered whatever my wife asked, easing the initial awkwardness. My wife took the chubby girl's hand and said, "Little sister, you're so pretty, not too fat, not too thin, look at you!" Then she said to me, "You're talking nonsense, calling someone 'chubby girl' is insulting. Don't call me that anymore, okay, little sister?" As she spoke, she whispered something in the chubby girl's ear, and the chubby girl covered her mouth and laughed.

While the two women were talking, my wife's phone rang. She picked it up, and her sweet voice came through again, "You got off the train... um... we're right outside the exit. You come out of the subway exit, walk straight ahead, and you'll see our car, a red car... um... okay."

He arrived, and I asked my wife. She said he was there, exiting the station. I said I wanted to see which one was her little lover. I looked for a while but couldn't recognize him. My wife pointed to a young man outside the subway station and said, "Look, the one in the brown down jacket and hat, that's him." I looked in the direction my wife pointed, and there was a young man, wearing a brown down jacket, a baseball cap, and a backpack, standing there looking around. I honked the car horn, but the man didn't respond. My wife said she would go pick him up, and then she opened the car door and got out. My

wife walked towards the young man, and Fatty leaned over from the back seat and said, "You two are really something!" I asked, "What's up?" As she spoke, my wife had already reached the young man, and then the two of them walked towards the car.

They opened the car door and got in. The little lover sat next to me, calling me "Big Brother" and Fatty "Sister." I held out my hand, we shook hands, and I asked, "Is anyone else here?" "No one else," she said, "let's go eat." My wife said, "There's no one left, let's hurry up and eat." I said, "Are you in such a hurry?" Then everyone laughed.

We drove to a place nearby and ate a simple meal. While eating, my wife asked if we wanted to drink, and everyone said no, so we didn't drink at noon. After we finished eating, we went out. When we drove past a small supermarket, my wife told me to get out and buy some things. I asked what, and she said food and drinks. I said okay, so I parked the car. The three of them stayed in the car while I went inside to buy the things.

We bought quite a bit of drinks, snacks, and fruit. When I went to pay, I saw condoms on the counter. I thought about it and decided not to buy any. Everyone had agreed not to use condoms and to have sex inside each other. Just thinking about it made me aroused.

When I got back to the car, Fatty's face was flushed. I don't know what they were talking about, but her face was as red as a big apple.

When we arrived at the hotel, I parked the car, and we took the elevator. I took out my room card, swiped it, and the elevator automatically lit up to our floor. Inside the elevator, my wife was clinging tightly to my arm, the guy was carrying a backpack and holding the things I'd bought, and Fatty was looking down at her phone.

After opening the door, we went inside. My wife immediately locked the door and engaged the security chain. I put the things on the coffee table. Fatty was still standing in the doorway. My wife told her to put her things down and sit down. Fatty quietly asked, "Sister-in-law, is it safe here?" My wife glanced at me and said, "It's fine, it's very safe here."

My wife took off her coat, revealing what she was wearing underneath: a white lace-trimmed blouse, a thin black suit skirt, and leggings—the kind that's almost like pants—standing on the ground in high heels. The chubby girl also took off her coat. The little boy put both my wife's and the chubby girl's down jackets in the closet by the door, then took off his own and put it in too.

After the chubby girl took off her coat, she was wearing jeans, completely exposing her lower body curves. Looking at her from behind, her round, plump buttocks were very attractive, and I immediately wanted to touch them. The chubby girl was wearing a red sweater, revealing two bulging breasts on her chest. My wife's lover looked at the two women in front of him, swallowing hard.

My wife said, "Go take a shower." I don't shower often, so I just said I showered last night. My wife said, "I'll let you take a shower." I said, "Okay," and then asked, "Who's coming with me?" My wife said, "Dream on, go wash yourself." Then she said to the chubby girl, "Little sister, let's go upstairs to shower." The chubby girl glanced at me and the boy and said, "Okay, I'm going upstairs." My wife grabbed her backpack, and

she and the chubby girl went upstairs one after the other. Downstairs, it was just me and the little boy. I said, "You go take a shower first." The little boy said, "Okay, I'll go first, big brother." Then he sat on the sofa and started taking off his clothes. He quickly stripped down to his underwear. My wife called from upstairs, "Honey, bring your pajamas up." I said, "Okay, just a minute." I stood up from the sofa, opened the closet by the door, and took out the pajamas. The boy came over, and I gave him the pajamas, saying, "Go upstairs for a bit." The little boy took the pajamas and went upstairs. I went back to the sofa, turned on the TV, and started watching TV. My wife's little lover came downstairs and said to me, "Big brother, I'm going to take a shower first."

I watched TV for a while, and then the elementary school student came out of the bathroom. He had finished showering and came out in his underwear, sitting on the sofa drying his hair with a towel in his hand. "It's my turn," I said, taking off my outer pants and then going to the bathroom in my slippers. I quickly rinsed off; I had just showered last night, so a clean rinse was enough. I gave my penis a good wash; I was going to enjoy myself properly later, so of course it had to be clean first. After showering, I put on my underwear, wrapped a towel around my waist, and came out. The room felt a bit chilly, so I found the remote and turned the air conditioner to 30 degrees Celsius. The warm air blew out of the vents, and the room quickly warmed up. Setting the temperature properly is important; then there won't be any blankets to bother us during our "battle," hehe!

After showering, I went back to the sofa. The elementary school student was still watching TV; it was showing commercials. I wonder what that kid was thinking. I tossed him a cigarette and asked if he wanted one. He took it, and I tossed him a lighter. He lit it, and we started talking. I asked him when his vacation started, and he said mid-January, after the exams.

The women upstairs were talking and laughing. I called out, "Are you done washing up? Should we come up?" My wife answered from upstairs, "Don't come up, we'll be down in a bit."

After finishing my cigarette, I opened a drink, rinsed my mouth to wash away the smoke, and the little boy opened a drink and started drinking.

The sound of high heels came from the stairs. With the clatter of shoes on the wooden steps, two ladies came down, my wife in front and the chubby girl behind, gracefully descending the stairs.

Both women were wearing white pajamas, covering their bodies completely. My wife wore long stockings, fishnet stockings, the kind that's taped together, and brown high-heeled shoes that she rarely wears. The chubby girl was wearing tall leather boots over her pajamas—the same boots she'd been wearing over her jeans.

After the two ladies came down, they took small sips of their drinks. Judging from their expressions, I knew they were definitely wearing sexy lingerie underneath, the kind of alluring clothes. Thinking about this, I started getting aroused. My lover sat on the sofa, unsure of what to do with his hands, finally placing them between his legs. "

Honey, what are you wearing underneath? Let us see," I said to my wife. She called us perverts and tried to sit next to me. I nudged her and said, "Go sit over there," while pointing to her lover.

My wife didn't sit with her lover; instead, she sat down next to me. I pulled her onto my lap and quickly slipped my hand inside her pajamas, immediately feeling half of her large breast—or rather, her entire breast, half fleshy, the other half encased in her bra. I touched it, then used both hands to forcefully pull open the neckline of her pajamas, pulling her out.

She was wearing a dark, thin, semi-transparent, light pink bra. Half of her breast and cleavage were exposed at the opening, her areolas and nipples clearly visible beneath. The bra was only held together by two thin straps at her chest, revealing her stomach below. Her lower abdomen was exposed, and her pubic hair peeked out from the gap. Her pubic hair, which she had trimmed a few days ago, was short and slightly wavy, clinging tightly to her lower abdomen. She wore black fishnet stockings that reached her waist, partially covering her thighs and buttocks, completely exposing her genitals. My wife got off me and stood on the ground.

The chubby girl, biting her lip and head down, stood before us. With our encouragement—actually, mainly my wife's and my encouragement—she took off her pajamas.

Underneath, she wore something similar to my wife's: a light brown bra, the same style, and a thin, light brown triangle of panties, like gauze. Her pubic hair was faintly visible through the fabric. Her breasts were high and firm, her nipples already erect, two small bulges protruding from the thin, sexy bra.

The men started undressing. I quickly stripped myself naked, and my lover also took off his shirt and trousers. He was still wearing his panties, which were bulging high from his erect penis. The area supporting the bulge was already wet; he was almost at his limit.

My wife's lover and I stood on the ground, the two women in front of us, wanting to inspect our size.

We stood there naked, hands behind our backs, with two women watching us. My lover's penis was fully erect, pointing upwards at a 45-degree angle. It wasn't small; it was a large, thick shaft, about 15 or 16 centimeters long. There was some foreskin, and when erect, the glans was mostly exposed. He didn't have much pubic hair; my wife doesn't like men with a lot of pubic hair, so she chose men with less pubic hair. My penis wasn't fully erect yet, but when my wife squeezed it, it started to swell. Mainly, I was thinking about how this big penis would be going in and out of my wife's body soon, so naturally my penis started to swell up. Soon, my penis became erect, though not as much as my wife's lover's, but it wasn't parallel to the ground either; it was pointing upwards. My pubic hair had been trimmed by my wife a few days ago, so it wasn't long, making my penis look even bigger. I have some foreskin, but when erect, without needing to pull it back, the entire glans is basically exposed outside the foreskin. My penis is about the same length as my wife's lover's, but mine is slightly thicker.

Fatty looked at our penises and said they weren't small. My wife asked if my boyfriend's were this big. Fatty said my ex-boyfriend's weren't this big; they were smaller. My wife said that when you get more experienced, you might even find penises bigger than theirs. After saying that, both women laughed.

My wife and the chubby girl each touched one of my penises. My penis was in the chubby girl's hand. She bent over, looked at my penis, then at her lover's penis, squeezed my penis, then quickly squeezed her lover's penis, saying that hers wasn't as hard as hers.

We wanted to see the women's breasts, so we made them take off their clothes. My wife asked her lover to untie the straps. Her hands were trembling slightly. First, she untied the straps on my wife's chest, and her small dress slipped to the ground, revealing her two large breasts. Then she pulled off the straps on the chubby girl's clothes, and her clothes opened up, her breasts popping out from behind.

Both women have large breasts. My wife has a 36C, while the chubby girl's are even larger, a 36D. My wife's breasts weren't this big when we first met; she was only wearing a B-cup then. After having children, she gained weight, and her breasts grew considerably, becoming a 36C. The chubby girl's breasts are naturally large, a 36D. Her large breasts are semi-circular, and her nipples hardened early. Her areolas are pinkish, and her nipples are small, about the size of soybeans, and already firm. My wife's breasts aren't as large as the chubby girl's, and her areolas are already brown. After years of sucking on her nipples, they look like small grapes on the brown areolas. Her breasts are starting to sag, not as firm as the chubby girl's.

The chubby girl sat on the sofa and took off her boots. I brought her a pair of slippers, which she put on. My wife also took off her high heels and put on slippers.

I asked my lover if he wanted to kiss them, and he excitedly said yes. I told him to go find other women, and he and my wife hugged each other and started kissing. On the sofa, my wife and lover sat side by side, legs together, embracing and kissing passionately. One of his hands was around my wife's waist, while the other two were caressing her thighs.

I pulled the chubby girl into my arms, and she sat on my lap. My hands were around her waist, and I started touching her breasts. Her breasts were very soft and felt wonderful to touch. They were large; one hand couldn't possibly cover them all. After a few touches, I bent down to suckle her nipples. When my lips touched her nipples, she took a deep breath, then hugged my head, letting me kiss her breasts and suckle her nipples. Her heart was pounding so hard I could hear it. Her rapid breathing was panting heavily in my ear.

After playing with the chubby girl's large breasts for a while, my wife and her lover's passionate kiss ended. The lover sat on the sofa, while my wife squatted on the floor, her head buried between the lover's legs, sucking his big penis.

My wife lifted her head from between the lover's legs and pinched the area just below the glans of his penis. She was pinching there to prevent him from ejaculating. When I was younger, I was also prone to premature ejaculation. My wife learned this from some friend; pinching it hard for a while would eliminate the urge to ejaculate. It worked very well.

My lover and I stood side by side on the floor, while my wife and the chubby girl squatted in front of us, taking turns giving us oral sex. My wife's oral skills were excellent; she had over ten years of experience since she first sucked my penis. She knew how to make us feel better. My wife mainly used her tongue to lick, but she also enjoyed deep throating. The chubby girl's oral skills were not as good as my sexually experienced wife's. During sex, I occasionally felt her teeth scraping against my penis, causing a slight pain.

My wife stood up and went to get a drink of water, leaving only the chubby girl in front of us. She grabbed one man in each hand, looked at them, and then licked the head of her lover's penis with her tongue, then licked mine, and so on. Later, she simply let go of my penis, grabbed the man's buttocks with both hands, and began to wholeheartedly serve him with her mouth.

After my wife finished her water, she saw the chubby girl doing deep throat with the man and said, "Be careful, she might ejaculate in your mouth." Hearing this, the chubby girl spat out the man's bulging penis and stood up.

My wife pinched the chubby girl's buttocks and said, "Want to fuck? If you want to, go upstairs, the bed is so comfortable." We went upstairs, my wife and the chubby girl in front, and the man and I behind. I carried a plastic bag containing some things we had bought: tissues, wet wipes, drinks, and so on.

The bed upstairs is big. On the bedside table are the clothes my wife and chubby girl just took off. I put my pocket on the bedside table, took out a tissue box, opened it, pulled out a tissue and threw it on the bedside table. I also put the wet wipes on the bedside table.

My wife was already on the bed, sitting down. The chubby girl also sat on the bed. My wife was still wearing open-crotch stockings. She lay down, stretched her legs up, and took off the stockings. I really didn't want her to take them off; I enjoy watching my wife, somewhat clothed, having sex with someone. This was just a temporary, slight disappointment. After taking off the stockings, my wife pulled the young man over and let him touch her breasts and her body. While the man was standing on the floor touching my wife sitting on the edge of the bed, my wife kept stroking the man's body. The chubby girl was also on the bed. I reached out my hand, and she grabbed it, moved to the edge of the bed, knelt down, and hugged me tightly. My hands began to caress her body, starting from her neck and moving down to her shoulders. As she stretched out her arms, my hands reached under her armpits and continued down to her waist, then her buttocks. My hands slipped into her underwear; the flesh on her buttocks was smooth. The chubby girl lay down on the bed, still wearing her underwear. I reached over and pulled off her already soaked underwear. I said I wanted to see their vaginas. I told them to spread their legs and sit there so we could see. The chubby girl said she was sorry, no man had ever seen it like this before. Her knees were tightly pressed together, and she wouldn't separate them. When I used my hands to open her legs, she was almost like my wife, sitting on the bed with her legs spread, her genitals completely exposed to us. My wife's lover and I started admiring the genitals of two women. Some people enjoy this, even calling it "appreciating genitals"—not in the sense of tasting, but rather a critical and analytical exercise. The two women's genitals are somewhat different. My wife's labia are larger and, naturally, darker in color. After 20 years of sexual activity, there's been pigmentation; it's not really a matter of how much sexual activity, but rather a natural darkening with age. The other woman's genitals are much more vibrant. My wife's labia majora are fully open, revealing the opening, and traces of the hymen are still visible. Through the labia, you can see inside the vagina. The opening is already covered in fluid; my wife is clearly aroused. There are dark marks on my wife's genitals, scars from an episiotomy during childbirth. The chubby girl's labia majora were stuck together, mainly because her legs couldn't be spread apart. I used my hand to spread her legs outwards, and her labia majora separated, revealing a pinkish interior. Her hymen was exposed, with various openings and tear marks from penetration, like a pink windowpane torn open. The chubby girl stood there with her legs spread, her vulva already wet; she was waiting for us to penetrate her.

The two women lay flat on the bed. I took my wife's lover between their legs to examine their breasts. Both women had large breasts and were about the same size, with the chubby woman's being slightly larger. However, from this position, the difference was striking. My wife's breasts were large, hemispherical, and had begun to sag over the years. They were soft to the touch, and the distance between them was more than an inch. When she lay there, they looked like two flat, disc-shaped breasts, leaning to the sides. The chubby woman's breasts were different—hemispherical, almost conical. They were large and firm, and the distance between them wasn't as wide as my wife's. When she lay there, it looked like she had two huge round buns on her chest, almost unreal. I had been with the chubby woman several times, so I knew hers were real.

While I was admiring the breasts of two women, my wife's lover stared longingly at their genitals, swallowing hard. I told him to lick them. The boy was now facing the fat girl's legs. Hearing this, the fat girl immediately put her legs together, sat up, and placed her hands between her legs, saying, "No need, no need." I gently licked my wife's vulva. As I licked, my wife let out a soft moan. I asked my wife if she wanted to do it, and she said she had wanted to insert it for a long time.

Since that's the case, the next step is to have sex with women. I let my lover choose first, whether to sleep with the fat girl or my wife. He's the youngest, so let him choose first. The fat girl heard my suggestion and immediately rolled to the far end of the bed. My lover said he still wanted to do it with his older sister first. My wife heard this and lay down. My lover looked at me, then got on the bed, put his legs together, and lay on top of my wife, like doing push-ups. My wife reached over and grabbed my lover's big penis, aiming it at her opening. The two of them coordinated very well. The man's body leaned down, and my wife's hands immediately hugged my lover's body tightly. He lay completely on top of my wife, and my wife's legs pressed tightly together, her knees clamping the legs of the man lying on top of her. The young lover started moving, his buttocks slowly rising and then falling back down. His wife, beneath him, closed her eyes and made soft moaning sounds. The man held his wife tightly, his buttocks rising and falling, the speed gradually increasing. With his movements, his wife moaned with pleasure.

But it was short-lived. The man suddenly stopped moving. His wife opened her eyes, hugged her lover, and asked, "Did you ejaculate?" The man nodded. They separated, and the man knelt on the bed, his penis pulled out of his wife's body. It was still quite large. His wife touched it, then took a wet wipe from beside her, pulled one out, and carefully wiped the man clean. After wiping it clean, she threw it on the floor. The man's penis was still quite large. His wife squeezed it and said, "You've ejaculated, but it's still so hard," and then lay back down.

The man straddled his wife again, this time not completely on top, but supporting himself with his hands. His legs weren't tightly pressed together anymore, but slightly parted, and he penetrated her once more. The

chubby girl knelt on the bed watching my wife and her lover make love again, biting her lip. I pulled her close, and her hand naturally went to my penis. I held her head, and she naturally performed a deep throat motion on my penis before lying down. I lowered my head, parted her legs, and stuck out my tongue. A slightly salty liquid touched my tongue, and the chubby girl gasped. Then she propped herself up on her elbows, looking at me between her large breasts, and said, "Brother, come on top."

She was calling for me, begging me to penetrate her. The chubby girl was impatient, so I parted her legs, kicked off my slippers, and got on the bed. Kneeling on the bed, I pushed the chubby girl's knees apart with both hands, completely exposing her vagina. My penis was aimed at the entrance, and I thrust it forward. The vagina was full of fluid, secretions from when the chubby girl watched my wife and her lover having sex. The head of my penis went in easily, and I leaned over her, my entire penis inside. The chubby girl screamed loudly beneath me, and we became intimate.

I started moving, pulling out and thrusting in, pulling out and thrusting in, moving a few times followed by a deep thrust—this was called nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, which women couldn't withstand.

The chubby girl writhed beneath me, moaning loudly, much louder than my wife's. Her legs were spread wide, and I was completely on top of her, her large breasts pressed against my body. Her mouth was against my neck, and she was groaning loudly.

I turned to look at my wife and her lover. My wife's lover was supporting herself with her arms, while my wife's arms were supporting her. Her arms were wrapped around his shoulders, her breasts tucked between her arms. With each thrust of her lover, her body swayed, her breasts heaving violently in front of her chest. Her feet were on the bed, her knees tightly clamped around her lover's body. With each thrust, her legs pushed against the bed, her body arching upwards to meet his thrusts. She was moaning, her eyes closed, her head tilted back, her chin raised, making soft "mmm" sounds. She was enjoying it.Seeing my wife so excited being fucked by someone else, I gradually increased my speed, no longer using the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, but instead switching to the most pleasurable method of thrusting all the way in each time. The fat girl's body swayed beneath me, and she gradually entered a state of ecstasy, her moans growing louder and louder. Her moans of "Ah!" were endless.

I removed my hands from under the chubby girl's body, no longer embracing her fleshy form. Instead, I grabbed her hands and coiled them above her head. The chubby girl's eyes were tightly closed, wrinkles appearing at the corners of her eyes. Her mouth was pressed against my neck, continuing to shout loudly. This position felt incredibly conquest-like; the woman was completely pinned beneath the man, every inch of their skin pressed together. I thrust into the chubby girl beneath me rapidly.

The chubby girl's vagina began to contract, and I could feel it on my penis. Her moans changed, becoming low and deep—a sign of her orgasm. I thrust in twice more forcefully. Her vagina gripped, or rather, squeezed, my penis. I thrust forward sharply, and her vagina clamped down on it again. She orgasmed. I held my breath and ejaculated, millions of my semen shooting into her body. I stopped moving. She stopped moaning, clinging to me, lying there, panting heavily.

Slowly, my penis shrank and softened inside her. Her vagina was very wet, and my gradually shrinking penis withdrew from her body. I sat up, took a breath, rolled off the bed, grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, wiped myself, and then grabbed another. Fatty sat up too. I spread her legs and saw a white liquid flowing out – it was my semen. I plugged it with the tissue. Fatty took it, wiped herself, threw it on the floor, and then lay back down on the bed.

My wife and her lover were still going on. Their positions had changed at some point; the lover was now kneeling on either side of my wife, his hands on her knees, moving back and forth. My wife's hands were pressed tightly against her large breasts, kneading them and squeezing them inwards. This position made it difficult for my wife to reach orgasm, but she was very excited. She closed her eyes and moaned, making those familiar "hmm" sounds.

I moved closer and pressed my still-erect penis against my wife's face. She felt it, opened her mouth, and tried to take it in. She missed the first time, so she reached out and grabbed it. I lowered myself, and my penis went into her mouth. She immediately started sucking. While enjoying her oral sex, I reached out and touched her breasts. Having just touched the chubby girl's breasts, they felt different. They weren't as firm, but very soft, with large nipples.

My wife sucked on my penis forcefully for a while. Her lower body, still stimulated by her lover, made soft moaning sounds even with my penis in her mouth.

Under this stimulation, my penis quickly grew again. My wife spat out my penis, opened her eyes, and saw that her lover was still penetrating her. I told him to change positions, and the lover pulled his penis out of my wife's vagina. My wife rolled over and sat up, then bent over on top of me, opening her mouth to bite my already erect penis, waiting there with her big buttocks raised. The lover didn't know what to do. My wife couldn't speak, so she swayed her big buttocks towards the lover, reaching between her legs with one hand open, waiting. I told the lover, "My wife is waiting for you to penetrate her." The lover then grabbed my wife's buttocks with both hands, stood upright, and looked down. My wife's hand grabbed his penis and inserted it. He inserted it, then pulled it out. My wife groaned, then lowered her head, hugged my body, and sucked my penis hard a few times. My hands reached under my wife's breasts and began to caress her big breasts.

The young lover was holding his wife's big buttocks and vigorously thrusting into her vagina from behind, while my hands were also busy, playing with her breasts. His wife's mouth was sucking on my penis, and we started a threesome.

After a few minutes, my penis couldn't take it anymore and I almost ejaculated, so I pulled it out of his wife's mouth. His wife then simply lay face down on the bed, and the guy, holding her big buttocks with his hands, his eyes practically blazing with desire, frantically thrust into her from behind.

His wife lay on the bed, screaming loudly, no longer just moaning, but making "uh-uh" and "ooh-uh" sounds; she had orgasmed.

I got out of bed, grabbed the camera I'd prepared beforehand, turned on the flash, and took a few pictures of them. After taking the pictures, I went behind my lover and told him I wanted to have sex with my wife. He pulled his engorged penis out of my wife's body and made way for me. As soon as his penis was out, my wife immediately lay face down on the bed. I hadn't even penetrated her yet, so I pulled her hands over, and she bent over again. My penis explored her vaginal opening, and I saw the liquid sliding down her thighs. I didn't know what it was; it might be my lover's semen, but it was definitely more of my wife's vaginal fluid. Following the slippery liquid, I inserted myself into my wife's vagina, then pulled her hands from behind and began thrusting rapidly. My wife kept her upper body almost completely flat on the bed, making "mmm" sounds.

We did this for a while. My wife stopped lying face down on the bed and started supporting herself with her hands on the bed. My hands were on her buttocks or around her waist. When I pulled out, she leaned forward, and when I thrust in, she leaned back. We coordinated very well; after all, we're an old married couple, and this was a routine we used to.

After a while, my lover stood beside us, his penis erect. He didn't know to put it in my wife's mouth; it was his first time experiencing this, and he seemed a little confused. Unlike couples who frequently engage in threesomes or swapping, he didn't know that a woman's mouth needs something to feel good.

My wife lay down on her side, knelt on her legs, lifted one leg, and, holding his penis, inserted it into her vagina. Then, holding my wife's leg, she began to thrust. My wife's hand touched my lover's body, then grabbed his penis and started sucking it. My wife's mouth was like a vagina, and his penis went in and out of her mouth. We were very excited and did it for a while, but then I felt like ejaculating again. If I did, it would probably take a long time to recover, so I pulled out and called over my wife's lover. We continued

with my wife. They resumed the traditional position: my wife lay there, and her lover was on top of her, her plump legs wrapped around his waist. He was thrusting into her with his buttocks raised, and they were tightly embracing. This time, my wife's mouth wasn't gagged, and she started moaning loudly again.

The chubby girl had already recovered from her orgasm and sat on the bed, her face flushed, watching my wife and us having sex, looking very excited.

Her lover's movements were very vigorous, making a "plop plop" sound as he thrust into my wife's vagina. The bed creaked beneath my wife, who was still moaning softly, enjoying his sexual stimulation. Suddenly, he tensed, pressing his body against hers and remaining still. She opened her eyes and asked, "Did you ejaculate?" He nodded, then got off her. His penis, long and limp, dangled between her legs, pulled out from her vagina, looking exhausted. Before

she could even climax, I climbed on top of her. Seeing me, she said she didn't want to continue. I said, "No way!" and thrust inside her. She kissed me passionately, and I gradually increased my speed, thrusting into her vagina until she cried out loudly with her eyes closed. She had climaxed, and I couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating inside her.i=18> My wife and I separated. She lay there, legs spread, motionless. She was too excited to move and didn't want to change positions. White fluid flowed out of her vagina—it was her love fluid, my semen, and my lover's semen.

I grabbed some tissues and cleaned up my wife's smelly genitals.

She'd been lying there for a while, then sighed and said she wanted some water, so I went downstairs to get some. When I came back with the drinks, my wife was still lying there, but the chubby girl and my wife's lover were entangled together. My wife was leaning against the headboard watching her lover and the chubby girl roll around together. The lover was on top of the chubby girl, suckling at her breasts. He was holding one breast in his hands, suckling at the nipple. The chubby girl's hands were holding her lover's head, her fingers running through his hair. She was enjoying the stimulation of the young man suckling, and soft moans were coming from her mouth.

I opened the drink and brought it to my wife. She opened it, took a big gulp, and then told me to help her up. I reached out and pulled her arm, asking, "Did I just fuck you?" She pulled me up, saying, "You're so annoying! I had a blast!" Of course she did. An hour of constant thrusting from a big dick inside her, two orgasms—how could she not be? My wife got off the bed

, found two slippers, put them on, and went to the bathroom. Meanwhile, the chubby girl and her lover were still making out. The lover was kneeling on the bed beside the chubby girl, sucking on her large breasts. The chubby girl's hand was holding her lover's penis, which was already erect. He'd only ejaculated a few minutes ago, but he was already ready to go again. Young men have good stamina; no wonder my wife likes him so much. They went from friends with benefits to lovers.

I climbed onto the bed and lay down beside the chubby girl. One of her nipples was in her lover's mouth, while the other swayed there. The nipple was erect, about the size of a soybean, with a small areola, barely bigger than a one-yuan coin. The small bumps on it had long since become raised. The nipple was hard. I opened my mouth and licked the nipple. The chubby girl flinched. I looked up at her; she opened her eyes, glanced at me, and I started sucking on her nipple again. Two men were sucking on the chubby girl's breasts. The chubby girl's hand reached down to my groin and touched my penis. My penis wasn't fully aroused; it wasn't very hard or large. The chubby girl squeezed my penis hard, and I felt a little pain.

I asked the chubby girl if she wanted him to have sex with her. The chubby girl said no. I said, "Then we'll take turns with you." The chubby girl started pushing my body off her. She screamed, "Sister, help! They're trying to rape me!" My wife came out of the bathroom, saw the three of us entangled on the bed, and swayed her big butt as she walked over, saying, "Little sister, two men are serving you, so just enjoy it." As she spoke, her hand touched her lover's buttocks.

The chubby girl was still lying on the bed. I lay on top of her, between her legs, my face directly facing her vulva. The pink opening was ajar, and I could see the tear in her hymen, opening and closing with her breathing. It was already glistening with moisture. The chubby girl had blushed when she watched us having sex with my wife; although she had already had an orgasm, the stimulation of the physical encounter had left her unable to resist any longer. She wanted to do it again, so I leaned forward, reached out and grabbed the fat girl's hips, and gently licked her with my tongue. Her body began to writhe violently, and she started screaming like a pig being slaughtered. I looked up and said, "I haven't even fucked you yet, and you're already screaming." The fat girl stopped screaming and lay there laughing loudly. I started licking her vagina again, while simultaneously playing with her clitoris. I inserted my index finger into her vagina and gently touched her clitoris with my thumb. The fat girl's body began to writhe, and she started moaning "Ah, ah, ah." I used my finger instead of my penis to insert a few times, and the fat girl suddenly stopped screaming. The "Ah, ah" sounds were replaced by muffled sounds. I looked up and saw that the guy had somehow gotten on top of the fat girl, straddling her head with his legs spread, and his huge penis was already in her mouth. The fat girl was stretching her neck, sucking on his penis.

My wife said, "Honey, why don't you fuck her?" Then she walked behind me and put her hand on my penis, which was still limp. She buried her head in my crotch, opened her mouth, and started sucking on my penis, sucking hard several times, but it still didn't react. She then pulled down my foreskin, and my penis felt some pleasure, grew a little bigger, and became harder, but still not very hard. After a while, my wife gave up.

The chubby girl's mouth had been fucked by my wife's lover for a while, and her genitals had been stimulated by my mouth and fingers for a while; she was already incredibly excited. She forcefully pushed away the guy who was sucking her mouth, and in a very sweet, slightly trembling voice, she begged him to fuck her.

The man had booked a room with his wife twice already. He'd been "trained" quite a bit by her and had learned some tricks. He climbed off the chubby girl, stood on the floor, grabbed her legs, and dragged her from the bed to the edge. The chubby girl grabbed a pillow and put it under her buttocks. The man then lifted the chubby girl's legs onto his shoulders, guided his penis, and thrust inside. The chubby girl cried out loudly as he entered. The man lifted her legs further onto his shoulders, then bent slightly and began thrusting into her vagina. The chubby girl screamed again.

We needed to make room for the couple. There was a coffee table and chairs beside the bed. The chairs were sturdy wooden chairs with velvet covers. The room wasn't cold, so I sat down. My wife leaned against me, straddling my legs, her legs spread, touching my still-un-fully-engaged penis.

My wife and I enjoyed watching her lover having sex with my casual partner. I had one arm around my wife's waist and the other hand caressing her large breasts. Her breasts were soft in my hand, her nipples soft too. Every now and then, she would turn and kiss me, while gently squeezing my penis, trying to stretch it out and make it erect quickly.

The chubby girl had her fleshy legs crossed, her arms outstretched, one hand gripping the sheet tightly, her head tilted back, constantly twisting. While her lover was having sex with her, she moaned and cried out.

I hugged my wife and asked, "Honey, did you teach him all those positions?" She twisted her body against me and said, "Your wife taught me all of them," then turned and kissed my lips while squeezing my penis forcefully.

Her lover quickly thrust into the chubby girl's vagina again. Before long, she let out a low moan of orgasm. In less than five minutes, she had reached orgasm from her lover's ministrations. The chubby girl let out a low growl, then stopped moving her hands and opened her eyes. She propped herself up on her elbows, her eyes fixed on the college freshman's penis, which was still being inserted. Her breasts swayed in front of her. She said, "Why haven't you ejaculated yet?" The boy paused, then stopped.

My wife asked, "Hey sis, did you enjoy it?" The chubby girl, lying on the bed, said, "How can he be so good?" My wife asked again, "Who's better, him or my husband?" The chubby girl said, "He's better," and then let out a loud sigh.

My wife released my now-erect penis and got off me. My wife's lover also released the chubby girl, standing on the ground, his penis pointing upwards at a 45-degree angle. My wife's lover, being thinner, made his penis appear even larger. My wife went over and started kissing her lover, praising him for being capable and skilled.

I said to my wife, "Honey, my little brother's still burning up. Help him cool off." My wife released her lover's mouth and said, "Honey, I want you to fuck me." As she spoke, her eyes weren't on me, but on her lover. "Honey, fuck me. I need to get you another hat," she said, and then this slut lay down on the bed, spreading her legs, waiting for her lover's big dick to penetrate her.

The chubby girl wriggled and leaned against the headboard. I tossed her a drink, which she opened and drank. My wife's lover got back into bed, straddled her, and guided his penis deeper into her vagina. They were inside each other again. The young man on top of my wife began thrusting. This time, my wife didn't close her eyes; she kept them open, watching the young man fucking her.

After a while, my wife, her mouth half-open, softly made "hmm" sounds. They adjusted their positions. My wife's legs were pinned under her lover's body, her large buttocks practically off the bed, her body bent like a shrimp. My wife hugged her knees, and her lover's legs clamped around her buttocks. He supported himself on the bed with his hands, completely pinning my wife down. His penis was inside her. I could see very clearly between their legs. The lover's scrotum was tightly clenched. The eggs were huddled together, looking like one large egg from my perspective. A thick penis was being inserted into the hole I'd been penetrating for 20 years. My wife's hole was stretched full, the opening forming a "V" shape, tightly embracing the inserted penis. As her lover thrust deeper, a stream of fluid was squeezed out from the opening of her vagina, flowing down her buttocks. Their movements weren't fast; her lover slowly inserted and withdrew, his penis covered in wetness, glistening under the light. As he slowly pulled out, the glans was almost completely exposed, pressed tightly against the opening. The opening was slightly open, and he moved his hips downwards, his penis sliding back into my wife's hole. Another stream of vaginal fluid was scraped down the opening, continuing until it was fully inserted. My wife let out a soft "uh-huh" sound. He pulled out again, then inserted again, my wife's buttocks quickly becoming wet, covered in the fluids produced during their intercourse. My wife kept her eyes tightly closed, enjoying the sexual pleasure brought by the young man.

Watching this, I was incredibly aroused; my penis was already rock hard, and I unconsciously started touching it. When I forcefully pulled back my foreskin, I felt like I was about to ejaculate—it felt so damn good.

My wife knew I had a habit of watching her have sex. After a few minutes, she opened her eyes and asked me, "Honey, is your wife being fucked? 'Mmm, mmm,' you... 'Mmm,' is it good?" I said, "Yes, I love watching others fuck your cunt." My wife closed her eyes again and continued moaning.

They changed positions; she was on top. Her lover's legs were spread wide on the bed, and he lay there. My wife rolled onto him, her back to the man, her legs on the bed, her hands supporting her back, her upper body slightly reclining, intending to have sex with her lover in this position. The man held his penis and groped towards my wife's buttocks. My wife sat down once, but it didn't penetrate her. I tried once, but it didn't go in. I went over, held my wife's buttocks with my hands, and my lover held her own penis. I spread my hands apart my wife's vagina, and the opening opened. The head of my large penis was placed on the opening. My wife sat on it again, and this time it went in. Then my wife started moving up and down on top of him.

Every time she moved, my wife's large breasts swayed, bobbing against her chest. It felt so damn good. I almost ejaculated while watching this. I couldn't take it anymore, so I stood up, got on the bed, spread my legs, and stood on top of them, holding onto the wall. My penis was at my wife's mouth, and she opened her mouth and took it in. She opened her eyes and looked at me, then... She licked my penis with her tongue, her body still moving up and down. I almost ejaculated into her mouth from her licking.

My wife couldn't maintain this position for long; after only a few minutes, her hair was covered in sweat. I got off her, bent over, and right in front of me was a thick penis penetrating her vagina. Her labia majora were spread open, her clitoris completely exposed, a small, bean-sized fleshy bud there. I knew my wife was a clitoral orgasm; she needed proper penetration for vaginal orgasm, and the clitoris was very sensitive. So I stuck out my long tongue and started licking it, while the penis continued to move in and out. As I licked, my wife's moans changed from "mmm" to... The sounds of "uh," "uh," "um," "ooh," "um," and "ah" filled the air; my wife was excited and close to climaxing

again. Exhausted yet excited, she could no longer support herself and collapsed onto her lover, completely pressing down on him. Her legs were spread wide, and her lover began to move beneath her, lifting his hips to penetrate her. One of her arms was on her breast, while the other, using her elbow, supported her body to prevent herself from falling. My wife's lover probably hadn't tried this position before and didn't know what to do. I pulled his hand and grabbed my wife's large breasts; he grasped both of her breasts with both hands, one... He touched her while penetrating her body.

I could clearly see his large penis inside her vagina, moving in and out with great excitement. My wife's hand touched her clitoris, rubbing it rapidly. She cried out in orgasm again, "Uh...uh...ooh...ah...ah..." During her orgasm, I saw her vaginal opening contracting rhythmically. While my wife

and her lover were making love, the fat girl went to the bathroom. When she returned, my wife and her lover had changed positions after their orgasms. Even in the new position, the scene of their intercourse was still clearly visible. I sat on the bed, my wife lying on my lap, her head resting on my... Above her stomach, my penis was pressed under her neck by my wife, her hands pinned down by my arms. My hands were squeezing her large breasts hard. My lover knelt between her legs, my wife's legs were draped over the boy's legs, and the boy's hands were around my wife's waist and thighs, his body moving back and forth. My wife had long since reached her limit, and she was no longer moaning. She opened her eyes and watched with me as my still-vigorous penis thrust in and out.

I bent down, kissing my wife while caressing her breasts. My wife's arms were raised, stretching her breasts, which looked beautiful. We kissed, and then I looked up as my lover thrust in again. My wife moaned. He let out a sound and started begging for mercy; his wife couldn't take it anymore. His lover and wife had tried several positions and had been going at it for another half hour, but he still hadn't ejaculated. After his wife begged for mercy several times, he pulled his enormous penis out of her and sat on the edge of the bed. His wife looked at his penis, knowing he hadn't ejaculated yet, so she got up and started using both her hands and mouth. She forcefully pulled down his foreskin with her hands, exposing the glans completely, and licked it with her tongue. Then, while masturbating, she did deep throat. His wife's oral skills were excellent; more than one man had ever told me that. In less than half a minute, his lover ejaculated, the first ejaculation going straight into his mouth. His wife closed her mouth... My wife held his buttocks, her body thrusting forward, motionless for a long time. Only when he stopped moving did she open her mouth, her tongue covered in white semen. I captured that moment with my camera.

Watching my wife let her lover ejaculate into her mouth filled me with jealousy. From our marriage until now, whether at home or during sex, my wife has rarely let me ejaculate inside her. It's been two years since I last ejaculated inside her. Today, she let her lover ejaculate inside me right in front of me. I was excited, but also incredibly jealous. My wife spat the contents

of her mouth onto a tissue, threw it on the floor, stood up happily, and went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth, naked from the waist down.

I was so focused on my wife that we left the chubby girl alone for a long time. Her face was flushed. I picked her up, and she squirmed, trying to stop me from touching her. But she wasn't as strong as me, so I easily lifted her off the floor and threw her onto the bed. I spread her legs, straddled her, and used my arms to hold her thighs down, reaching out to touch her breasts. The chubby girl gripped my hands tightly, initially trying to pull them away, then pressing them down while I groped her breasts. After a while, she struggled free from under me. She got up, bent over, and started giving me oral sex. Although the chubby girl's mouth wasn't as good as my wife's, and her oral skills weren't as experienced, my penis felt very good inside her warm mouth. While she was giving me oral sex, I kept thrusting forward, and she kept giving me deep throats. It felt so good. We started in the 69 position. I lay on the bottom, her legs straddling my head, her vagina flowing with vaginal fluid, facing my face and mouth. I tilted my head back, holding her thighs, and licked her vagina with my tongue. She pulled my penis tightly with both hands, licking it back and forth with her tongue, which felt incredibly good.

My wife returned sometime later, lying in her lover's arms. Her lover was hugging her from behind, caressing my wife's body and touching her breasts.

The chubby girl couldn't take it anymore from my tongue and fingers penetrating her, and she begged me to fuck her. I tried to get her to be on top, but she refused. My wife suggested she fuck me, but she still wouldn't. However, I still helped her up and made her straddle me. She squatted on top of me, her hips moving up and down, her hands on my chest, her breasts swaying in front of her. As she moved, her breasts bounced back and forth, and seeing her large breasts swaying in front of me was very enjoyable. The woman-on-top position is a great position when having sex with a woman with large breasts; it's very visually appealing. I held her breasts, supporting them, and watched her move. Then the chubby girl sat down, lifting her hips high each time, almost causing my glans to drop out, before sitting down again. The sounds of our bodies colliding were loud and rhythmic.

The chubby girl was moving on top of me. Once, she lifted her buttocks too high, and my penis slipped out of her body. When she sat down, it didn't penetrate me; instead, it pressed against the top of my penis, causing some pain. She lifted her buttocks again. My wife reached over, one hand supporting my penis, the other supporting the chubby girl's buttocks, helping me insert it into the young woman's body. The chubby girl started sitting up and down again.

My wife and her lover got off the bed. My wife walked in front, and her lover followed behind, holding her shoulders. My wife held his penis in her hand. The two went into the bathroom, accompanied by the chubby girl's loud moans and the sound of running water.

The chubby girl started panting, sweat streaming down her face. She said she was tired and wanted to change positions, so we did. She lay on the bed, and I used my hands to push her knees down, pressing her legs against her breasts. Then I spread her knees apart, and she rested her elbows on the bed, her eyes fixed on my penis until it was fully inside her. Only then did she lie down. I knelt in front of her, half-kneeling, holding her hands and moving slowly. She lay there, her breasts pressed together by her arms, her nipples almost touching. Her legs were stretched out, kicking out as we fucked.

From my position, I could see into the bathroom. My wife and her lover had finished showering. My wife was squatting on the floor, drying him with a towel. The guy's penis was erect again. Young men are amazing, high hormone levels, quick erections, and long durations. After they dried themselves off, the two returned. The wife and her lover embraced. The wife knelt on the bed, her body upright, while the lover stood on the floor. The two were pressed tightly together. The wife hugged the lover's neck and shoulders, kissing his head. He hugged the wife's waist and touched her big buttocks, passionately kissing her.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/168327.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=168327&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Indulgent mature woman

Next Page : Family visit exchange