Memoirs of a Stone, Chapter 11: Close Friends - The Scholar Couple from Wuhan

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P.S. These are my closest and most stable friends in my friendships. Looking back at the first time I met them, I'm still filled with excitement. I'm so grateful to have met two such kindred spirits!

Goodbye, Xiaobai. I arrived in Wuhan feeling quite disappointed. I feel like I missed out on a wonderful encounter, which is a real pity. But I can understand their fluctuating emotions. Fate is so unpredictable!
After a busy two-day trip to Wuhan on August 28th , I spent the last night of my Wuhan trip at Zhaorui International on Gaoxiong Road in Hankou. And that night brought me an unexpected surprise—I met my goddess!
I met the scholar on 69.com. His profile listed his wife as 155cm tall, 41kg, and 26 years old, which was incredibly exciting and made my blood boil. Plus, the photos on 69.com showed a perfect figure. So, I thought it was fake information and wasn't very focused during our chat, but I was sincere in my intention to make friends.
We arranged to meet on Thursday night a week before I went to Hubei. Having had a painful experience before, I was prepared to say goodbye if things didn't go well. On Wednesday night, I asked them where they were staying at the Optics Valley Hotel, and the next day I booked a hotel near their home—Wuguang, on Gaoxiong Road. The guy requested rum and cola for the occasion. I had to take a taxi to two supermarkets in Wuhan to find rum. Before that, I thought it was just a low-alcohol cocktail; damn, it was 40% ABV! These two must be incredibly eccentric drinkers, using strong liquor instead of red wine for the occasion.
I scouted out five small cafes and a Time Bar around the hotel. Time Bar in Wuhan is a great place to visit; it's small but has a lot of charm. I chose a shop with a sign that looked like Starbucks, ordered a silver needle tea, sent them the address, and sat by the window to wait patiently.
Half an hour later, the couple arrived late, and their first reaction upon seeing each other was shock! — I've met my goddess!
She's my favorite petite beauty, with wavy, curly hair and a delicate face. She's goddess-level, very pretty, and must be very popular at school.
She ordered a cappuccino — perfect for her, silky smooth and flavorful. Her husband was three years older than me, tall and about 179cm, but more muscular. He had a master's degree and worked as a teacher at a university in Wuhan. We chatted for about an hour, talking about their experiences and their hometown—Longshan, the hometown of the girl I loved deeply during my four years of university. She was the first person to show me what a man is, so I felt a connection with them. I didn't look at my phone the whole time, because I felt it was impolite, but most couples I've met chat on their phones when they meet—maybe they're just too nervous.
Finally, he said to me, "Stone, check your phone."
The scholar left a message on QQ: "How are you feeling? Should we continue?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I want it! My sister-in-law is so beautiful!" I sent a fangirl emoji.
After paying the bill, I walked out, and the two of them discussed it for a moment behind me before coming out with me.
"Stone, take her upstairs first, I'll park the car. Be a little affectionate, okay?"
"Okay, sure," I said, putting my arm around the petite goddess as we walked towards the hotel. Her waist was so slender; I was thrilled. I'd already gotten hard in the coffee shop.
"You're so beautiful!" We walked slowly, enjoying the feeling of walking hand in hand with someone else's wife. I stroked her hair with my hand; it smelled wonderful in the evening breeze! She took my hand, and we had just reached the hotel elevator when the scholar arrived. How fast! Or maybe we were just walking too slowly!
After going upstairs together, we each drank a glass of rum, which was really strong. We started taking off our clothes. She was smart enough to start with her underwear and leave her skirt until the end. While drinking, she told them about the embarrassing incident where she played cards with Frank and his wife and they were all naked while she, as a single man, only took off one piece of clothing.
The moment she finally took off her skirt, the room seemed to light up. What appeared before me was a work of art, so small and exquisite that I couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
After taking off her clothes, she hid under the covers. My older brother said she would wash first. She was very shy. Her husband and I touched her until she wanted it, and then she ran to wash like a rabbit. Her lower body was already wet and felt very slippery. The two little labia of her vulva were also very small.
Listening to the rushing water, my brother and I silently high-fived, downed a drink together, and waited for his wife to come out so we could begin our lovemaking night.
"Stone, go and help her wash."
"Okay," I'd be more than happy to oblige .
The second time I went to bathe with her, I was less nervous than the first time and could slowly appreciate her beautiful figure. The water washed over her breasts, glided across her flat stomach, wet her already muddy pubic hair, and finally reluctantly left her glistening little feet.
My penis was hard and engorged. While lathering her with shower gel, I finally couldn't resist hugging her tightly and sucking on her earlobes and neck, my hands squeezing her pert buttocks. She collapsed onto me, and as I held and stroked her, I pressed her against the glass with my legs. Behind the glass was her husband, lying on the bed, watching us bathe together. My older brother lay on the bed, staring blankly at us; his penis was already hard, perhaps from the intense stimulation of watching.
As she began to moan, I held her close, resting her head on my left shoulder, and rinsed our intertwined bodies. After a quick rinse, she stepped onto my feet, and wrapped myself in a towel as I carried her into the house.
"Brother, you go wash up," I said to her husband while kissing her small nipple.
He gently kissed her earlobe, then stroked her breasts and thighs: "You're so beautiful."
"Stone, you're so handsome!" she said shyly, and began to kiss me frequently, not just with teasing French kisses, but also with light, innocent kisses like a dragonfly skimming the water. It made me feel that she liked me from the bottom of her heart, just as I liked her from the bottom of my heart.
I pulled her hand and pressed it against my penis. "This is where it's hot."
When her husband came in, her genitals were already soaking the sheets, and she was wrapped around my waist like an octopus. I stimulated her little clitoris, keeping her at the peak of pleasure without actually penetrating her. I had to wait for my brother-in-law to arrive; after all, I had to respect him. And I also wanted him to see how I started having sex with his wife.
"Big brother, come here," I said, turning over to make way for her and starting to kiss her right nipple.
He leaned against her other side, stroking her other nipple, while his other hand touched her wet genitals.
Do you want it?
"think!"
"Want some small stones?"
"You're so naughty, you want to."
"Then you tell Stone what you want!"
"You two are bad, huh?"
I knew it was my turn, but I still asked, "Big brother, would you like to go first?"
“You come!” He shook his head.
After I put on a condom, I gently rubbed it against the entrance of her vagina. It was small and difficult to penetrate, but very slippery!
After rubbing against the entrance for a while, she tentatively squeezed her head in: "Does it hurt?" She shook her head.
At this moment, her husband turned and hugged her, kissing her, and asked, "Want some stone to come in?"
"Come on, I want it~!" This is the first time I've heard a girl say "come on," I have to give in to her~!
After gently moving the needle around the acupoint a few times, slowly insert it, like giving a syringe injection, slowly and firmly.
"Ah~ Ah~" The goddess's eyes widened, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. Judging by appearance, her husband's penis was about the same size as mine, but it felt very tight, probably because she was so excited and nervous. It felt so good, so tight, so very tight.
After penetrating her completely, the thrusting gradually quickened. During this time, she kissed me incessantly, long, deep French kisses, and I responded passionately. My older brother started filming. I kissed her eyelashes, eyes, ears, and nose, holding her waist tightly, my hands cupping her small, round buttocks. In that moment, I wanted to melt her into my body, never to be separated again. I was so selfish, because I realized I had fallen in love with her, from the very first moment we met!
Some couples treat single men like vibrators or other tools—essentially, you're just there to complete the physical act, but no feelings develop. I understand, and I know that's how it should be, because we both have families and can't ruin our marriages. But I still fell for her; I found myself in love with this woman. Just as I could feel her love for me, her eyes, her gentle, playful kisses, and her passionate responses gave me a feeling of love at first sight. Her older brother also tolerated his wife's infatuation with me and seemed to enjoy my adoration and affection for her.
After filming for a while, my older brother got hard too, so it was his turn. I took off my condom and went to the bathroom to rinse my penis. When I came back, I enjoyed the goddess's oral sex. It was a different feeling from other women. Watching the goddess being fucked by her husband while she sucked my penis gave me a special kind of satisfaction. I didn't go soft.
"Stone, are you safe?" the older brother asked while working.
"It's safe!"
"Are you satisfied with my wife? If you are, then we won't need to use a condom later, and we'll both be safe," the older man said with a strange glint in his eyes.
"OK!"
Soon it was my turn. I slowly penetrated her vagina, which was mixed with their bodily fluids, and I could already feel that her cavity was slightly swollen.
"Does it hurt?" she asked, shaking her head.
I held her head in my arms and repeatedly thrust into her small lower body. Her older brother also came over and hugged her, kissing her nipples for a while before getting up to continue filming. After about 20 minutes of thrusting, I was very tired. Her brother saw that I was sweating a lot and asked if I had ejaculated. How could I bear to ejaculate? After searching for so long, I finally found a couple who satisfied each other both physically and emotionally. I really couldn't bear to ejaculate, but my sister-in-law was too tired.
So I picked her up and rolled her over to a doggy-style position, feet on the ground, upper body leaning forward on the bed. Looking at her slender waist and rounded buttocks from behind, the stunning curves of her breasts made my penis hard again. I slowly penetrated her from behind. Although there was a lot of fluid, it was tighter than before; her little hole must have swollen. I lifted my darling girl's hair and gently tied it into a bun, pulling it back with each thrust, like riding a horse. I was very attentive to her feelings, worried she might be uncomfortable. Fortunately, she was enjoying it, her eyes closed, deeply immersed in the experience. Finally, my little bunny reached out her hands, and we intertwined our fingers, thrusting vigorously, like a motor, pushing harder and harder, faster, faster, faster!
"****, ****~!"
"Shoot inside, it's a safe period," the older brother said.
I lowered my head and French kissed the goddess, my hands sinking tightly into her little buttocks: "I'm going to cum inside."
"Mmm," she nodded shyly.
Finally, it gushed out, then lingered for a couple more thrusts in the wet, slippery passage before lying heavily on top of her, kissing her lovely face, her little mouth, her little nose, and her little ears, feeling his penis slowly soften and contract inside her vagina.
After holding her for a while, I rolled over, and when my limp penis was pulled out, a large pool of milky white semen flowed out. She quickly rinsed herself off, and then her husband took over, using their most consistent and stimulating position: she pressed her legs against his shoulders, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hung on him, her weight completely concentrated on the lowest point of her body—her vagina, which always went straight to her G-spot.
Just as I was about to go over and help my sister-in-law relax, my older brother said, "Shitou, why don't you go take a shower?"
"Okay," I always obeyed, and I was indeed covered in sweat. It had been a long, long time since I had such a satisfying sexual experience. Perhaps it was because I had never met a partner with whom I shared such a deep spiritual connection and mutual affection.
Back in the room, their battle was coming to an end. The older brother ejaculated heavily from my vagina, which I had just ejaculated into. He must have been excited after watching me and his wife do it. A lot of white fluid gushed out of his vagina, and of course, there might have been my little stones in it.
I climbed onto the bed, turned to my side, and hugged her. At that moment, the little goddess, like an octopus, wrapped her arms and legs around me, clinging to me. One of my legs was tightly clamped around her vulva. Occasionally, I would nudge her clitoris with my knee, which made her feel very comfortable.
"Stone, can you still come?" the older brother asked.
"I'm too tired, let's take a break," I replied while putting my arm around my sister-in-law.
Finally, I took on the glorious task of showering with my sister-in-law. After the shower, I cuddled this adorable little bunny in bed with my 87-year-old sister-in-law, who's even younger than me. My older brother also lay down on the other side after his shower.
After we lay down, my brother dimmed the lights. The goddess hugged me, nestled in my arms, and fell asleep with her eyes closed. Her brother also fell asleep. I was a little dazed. It was the first time a couple had slept with me. I tossed and turned all night, thinking about only one thing: why was I so happy tonight? Unlike previous threesomes, today it felt natural, like it all fell into place. Was it because she hugged me after sex instead of her husband like other women? Was it because of his understanding and tolerance? Or was it because of my admiration and love at first sight for her? I couldn't figure it out, but wasn't this the kind of long-term partner I'd always been looking for—a family-like relationship? Finding compatible boyfriends and girlfriends is so difficult; it's even harder for three people to be satisfied with each other. If they were satisfied with me, I would want a long-term relationship with them. If they weren't, I would be very disappointed. Like someone who's passed through a garden of flowers without leaving a trace, I started to feel insecure about the couple.
He was hard all night, rubbing his penis against her clitoris every now and then, and kissing her in his arms every now and then, afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would wake up and lose her. He was excited until 4 a.m.
Around 4 a.m., my husband was having sex with me. He was very relaxed and his penis was very soft. He was very gentle and his penis was very soft. He was very gentle and his penis was very soft. He was very gentle and his penis was very soft. About two hours later, the intense shaking of the bed woke my husband, and he joined in. Just when I was about to ejaculate, I was reluctant to finish. So he went first. Watching him and her vigorous movements, I suddenly felt a little sorry for the little rabbit beneath him. She was so petite and delicate. But thankfully, he was rough but not reckless, and she seemed to enjoy it all. When my brother ejaculated, I couldn't wait any longer. Amidst their thick fluids, I thrust deeply into her womb. In that moment, I wanted to possess her completely; she was mine, and I was hers. A frenzied, irrational thrusting, deeper and deeper, to satisfy her, to make her happy!
The semen gushing from the vagina included both mine and my older brother's. I think I'll never forget them, because I fell in love with them—the drunken scholar from Wuhan, studying his sword by lamplight, and the dazed little rabbit.

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