Couples' Sexual Games – Hot Spring Trip 13: Hokkaido Trip

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A Couple's Sexual Game - Hot Spring Trip
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Hot Spring Trip (1)
My first 4P was in Kenting (we shared a room but didn't exchange caresses), it was just watching; the second was a trip to Hokkaido. Since it was a group tour, we spent three nights in the hot spring area. When we were assigned rooms, we had to share a room with four people. Maybe the tour guide saw that we were a young couple, so he also assigned a couple or lovers to share a room with us. I remember that the group was a combined group from the north and south. They were from the north. Maybe their experience in Kenting was still fermenting, because they were eager to have sex on the first night. But my wife seemed to be busy adapting to the inconvenience of sharing a room with others. She was bothered by trivial things like taking a bath, changing clothes, and putting on makeup.
When we slept, the women slept in the middle and the men slept on the outside, so the first night was fine!
The second night was different. I invited them to go to the open-air hot spring together. Because the atmosphere was great, we chatted and got to know each other better. My wives also had a great time chatting in the women's bath next door. That night, when we chatted in the room, we acted very affectionately, hugging and cuddling from time to time. People always like to compare. Seeing how we were acting, they were more relaxed.
Since we had just showered, we were used to not wearing underwear. Sitting on the rice for a long time made our legs go numb, so we needed to move around. My wife asked me to massage them for her. She was sitting, and while I was massaging her, I deliberately loosened her kimono, exposing a large portion of her thighs when massaging her feet, and loosening the hem of her kimono quite a bit when massaging her shoulders. My wife knew what I was thinking, so she didn't seem to mind
the man's gaze occasionally drifting towards her. I could tell his wife was a little jealous, so I chatted with her a bit more. Hey! Her underwear was showing from the angle she was sitting at an angle! And she didn't seem to care. As we chatted, it got late, and my wife asked to shower again before bed, so she went into the bathroom. A little while later, he said he needed to use the restroom, and his wife said he was being impolite, asking if he couldn't wait. I remembered the scene at the Hanx Hotel, so I said it was okay! I told my wife, she closed the shower curtain, and he went in!
I noticed his wife looked anxious, so I chatted with her casually for a bit. Haha! Even going to the bathroom takes forever! It took at least five minutes for him to come out! Then his wife came out too, and whether it was because of the hot water or something else, both of their faces were flushed.
We turned off the lights and went to bed. I gently hugged my wife and said, "Your skin looks so good after the hot spring!" Then I kissed her, slipped my hand under the covers, and touched her breasts inside her kimono. My wife's breathing was so loud, I don't know if she was really breathing, but it was mixed with a few moans. Can you handle that kind of soft panting? Yes! Soon after, I heard heavy breathing and the sound of the blankets being turned over
. Having experience in Kenting, I boldly took the lead in this rare opportunity. I pulled back the blankets and lay on top of my wife, kissing her deeply and licking her sensitive areas with my tongue. She responded passionately. I loosened her sash, cupped her fair breasts in my hands, and sucked on her nipples, which were as big as red beans. I slowly kissed her soft chest and abdomen. My hands lifted the hem of her kimono and stroked her firm, white buttocks from her calves up. My middle finger slid along her cleft, covered in glistening fluid—it was rare to see such a large amount of secretion! When I touched her mysterious threshold, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, a note higher than usual!
I glanced sideways at the commotion next door. A man was embracing a woman's breasts from behind. In the lamplight, the woman's eyes were closed, a blanket was between her teeth, one hand clutching her disheveled hair, the other supporting what appeared to be the man's buttocks or penis. The man's right hand was inside her, caressing her genitals, his fingers burying deep in her pubic hair. His left hand reached around her waist, grasping her not-too-large, but inexperienced and firm breasts. A trembling, almost imperceptible, movement was already occurring in her lower body. Could it be…
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Hi! I'm Tony. I've published a few stories here before. I originally thought these kinds of shameful things would be considered filthy and perverted! I was surprised to find that so many netizens have these experiences, desires, or even a strong interest in them!
I think everyone has some absurd stories hidden in their hearts. Perhaps by organizing them and describing them in plain language, I believe you will gain much enjoyment and reminiscence, just like I have! It can also enrich the "erotic literature" section.
Hot Spring Trip (2)
At this moment, based on the comparative mentality, I was also greatly encouraged... The details are on your wife, find them yourself!
In the process of revelry and unrestraint, everyone almost gave themselves away! Shyness was replaced by passion. In the process, I boldly pressed my back and buttocks against the woman's buttocks and touched her genitals. Because it was too passionate, she obviously did not notice. I hugged my wife from behind and let her face them to enjoy my thrusting. I also let her lie face down to face them and receive the push of my penis! The man's eyes lingered on my wife for more time than on his woman!!
After we were satisfied, the woman quickly hid in the bathroom. I asked the man in a low voice: "Is it okay?" He shrugged and did not say yes or no. I looked at my wife. She stared with her big eyes that were still full of charm. She turned her head away. I think she tacitly agreed!
I knocked on the door. She probably thought it was her man. She also unlocked the door and I went in. As soon as I went in, her eyes and mouth were wide open when she saw me! In a panic, she covered her breasts with both hands, standing there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. Haha! That's the cute thing about women: she forgot to cover herself!
I was very gentlemanly and didn't touch her, just quickly washed up and came out. My wife went in afterward, and we all came out a little while later. Afterward, we all pretended nothing had happened and went to sleep, sleeping very soundly, really tired...
The next day, when we continued our trip, the four of us were noticeably more friendly. That night, we shared rooms, but we still stayed up late chatting, even mentioning whether anyone had broken any rules in the bathroom the night before. Of course, no one admitted it!
Another night passed, and this was our last day at the hot spring resort. As usual, we shared a room. Perhaps because it was nearing the end of our trip, and there might not be many more opportunities like this, we all cherished it. That night, we sacrificed our chance to soak in the hot spring and spent the whole night in the room talking. When it was time to change clothes, the women were somewhat hesitant to go into the bathroom, but when it came to showering, her husband and I tacitly switched places. My
wife went in first, followed by the man, for about 15 minutes. Outside the bathroom, I watched his wife somewhat shyly, unsure what to say. I unexpectedly asked her, "What kind of underwear does your husband like you to wear?" She was very shy and flustered. I softly asked, "Can I see?" She stood up shyly, unbuckled her belt, pulled up her shirt, and then pulled down her trousers. I greedily admired her fair and shapely legs.
I looked at her encouragingly. She then pulled her shirt up further, removing her undergarments. It was the first time I had seen a woman other than my wife wearing a bra and panties so closely. I remember she was wearing off-white underwear, a rather conservative style, perhaps because she lived in the north. Her skin was very fair. Without realizing it, I took off my shirt too. I asked her to take off her underwear, but she stopped. I think the reason was that she was really too shy!
The two people in the bathroom finally came out, wow!! They were sharing a towel, clearly trying to show off to us, but the way they were standing one in front of the other was also quite comical, making me both angry and amused! The woman was dumbfounded and at a loss!
Tears immediately welled up in her eyes. Why was I angry? I couldn't say for a moment. Maybe it was because I didn't expect my wife to be hugged like that, it was too much? I think there was also a very high concentration of jealousy in my heart?! (John, you have to remember this, if you can't handle it and get angry, it's not something that can be easily smoothed over between husband and wife.)
They seemed to realize their lapse in composure when they saw our reaction. The man quickly changed into a kimono, while my wife pretended to pack her luggage. I thought that if we didn't continue, the situation might get out of control, so I asked them, "Is it our turn to shower now?"
His wife was clearly stunned; the man led her into the bathroom, then gestured for me to enter. My wife winked at me and pointed with her index finger, indicating I should be "careful"
before entering. Once inside, she stood still in front of the sink. I hugged her from behind, touching her shoulders, and unhooked her bra, kissing her shoulder as I tried to unhook it. She resisted! I gave in, wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her neck. Ha! Women can't resist this.
I continued caressing her thighs and buttocks, then explored her pubic hair through her silk panties, my hands roaming over her trembling body, giving me a dizzying pleasure. When I reached inside her panties to touch her genitals, she stopped me! Maybe it was a hygiene issue? So I simply slowly pulled down her panties. As I took them off, I kissed her back, buttocks, and legs... She was holding her bra with one hand and covering her genitals with the other
. After taking off her panties, I quickly took off my clothes. I pressed my hairy genitals against her smooth buttocks, held her bra with both hands, and put my hands inside the cups to grasp her soft breasts. After a while, I unhooked her bra and took it off. She was still holding her breasts with both hands.
I found it funny and asked her, "Why are you only covering the top? What about the bottom?" This made her laugh. She looked back at my penis, stuck out her tongue, and asked me with a slight anger, "Why are you so impulsive?" Then we started taking a bath together!
Do you want to know how we bathed? Ask your wife what she would do if another man wanted to help her bathe? And what would you do?
Hot Spring Trip (3)
After everyone had taken a bath and relaxed, we simply took off our clothes together. The four of us sat together against the wall and wrapped ourselves in blankets. I was on the far left, with her on my right, followed by my wife and him. The four of us chatted, leaning against each other, covering
a wide range of topics. I even shared my experience in Kenting, which they found rather embarrassing, saying they were quite open-minded compared to others! We also exchanged opinions on our recent experience, asking for a slow-motion replay, and making comments about each other's bodies amidst laughter and banter…
They wanted us guys to stand up one by one so they could have a contest! So we each used oral sex, and then measured each other's erections with a measuring tape! My wife said she had never touched a woman's body before and wanted to try. The woman was clearly embarrassed, insisting she wasn't a lesbian, while the two of us men cheered her on! Her husband helped her stand up, and my wife boldly touched her breasts. Her breasts were smaller than my wife's, probably around a 32B!
My wife said, "Let me tell you guys, it's different when a woman touches another woman!" Oh? The woman seemed quite uncomfortable when my wife touched her, so we encouraged her to touch my wife too.
She hesitated for a moment, then touched her with one hand at first, and soon her other hand followed. She touched, pressed, rubbed, and pinched, then lifted my wife's breasts, clearly envious. We two men were dumbfounded and incredibly aroused! So we men took the lead,
because I love burying my face in her breasts and enjoying her natural soft pillows, so I encouraged her to do the same. She seemed hesitant, so my wife took the initiative to hug her, and the two women embraced! This was also the first time my wife had ever hugged a woman naked. Since they were embracing, they inevitably started touching each other, first her waist, back, buttocks... I paid special attention to the contact, squeezing, and rubbing of their four breasts. When their nipples rubbed against each other, the originally flat, slightly protruding nipples would stand up.
We two directors were extremely busy, quickly getting my wife to lick and suck the other woman's nipples. My wife was perhaps more open-minded, so she started licking and kissing them! She was standing, while my wife sat on a low table. My wife's hands were on her shoulders, clearly enjoying the kiss. Her head turned left and right, her hair swaying. Then her hands moved to my wife's breasts (John's women really need to be explored!).
Next, I put my wife's nipple in her mouth, and she resisted, turning her face away. My wife is amazing! While stroking her hair and touching her face, she gently put the nipple in her mouth. At first, she only touched it with her lips, then slowly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, touching my wife's nipple with the tip. My wife seemed to be shocked, trembling slightly! She gasped,
her tongue slowly licking my wife a few times, then sealed my wife's nipple with her lips, kissing it, making "tsk tsk" sounds as she kissed, making the men's blood boil. Two of their penises even clashed together
. He turned her around so my wife could kiss her back, and slowly she kissed her buttocks. Wow! What beautiful curves! My wife was caressing and kissing her buttocks in the same way she did to me—no, it was a little different!
Suddenly! My wife pulled me over and asked me to "help her," so we each kissed one side of her buttocks. Her actions reminded me of the man who had kissed my wife earlier. She hugged him, her legs constantly tiptoeing. Since we were kneeling while kissing her buttocks, my hands were either touching her buttocks or her thighs. Without realizing it, I "deliberately" inserted my right thumb into her vagina, while my four fingers covered her pubic hair and vulva, enjoying her body heat. Obviously, no one else noticed!
The directors went a bit too far, even wanting their genitals to rub against each other, but this time they both refused! The passionate scene ended there
(to be continued).

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