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My wife's friend's nephew 

    page views:1  Publication date:2017-08-18  
Lately, I've been having a bit of a cuckolding streak again, so I'm going to slowly dig out all the people and things my wife has had sexual relationships with over the years, carefully recall them, and express them in writing, so that everyone can understand my wife. There are too many people and things—relatives, friends, classmates, siblings, customers, strangers, neighbors… I can only choose the ones that left the deepest impression to start with. A close friend of mine from my hometown had a nephew who got into university, I think it's called Huizhou College, it's in the south bank of Huizhou, not far from here. His brother and sister-in-law brought their son to register for school for the first time, and my friend asked me to help them out, since it was their first time there and they didn't know anyone. My wife and I did our best to help them, and we got to know each other better over time. When their son wasn't in school, he often came to visit us and eat… I feed him, help him out, and his parents even bring him things. Sometimes I even pay for his living expenses in advance. Let's call his son, A. He's twenty years old, of average build, and as for looks, well, I, being a man, don't really care—just average. My wife says he's quite handsome. Men and women are different; I think all men look pretty much the same, but it's a different story with women. I've also discovered that this guy is dishonest and lecherous. He claims to be a college student, but his eyes are always darting around at my wife. Doesn't my wife dress sexy? How did this lecherous guy get into college? However, I have a cuckold fetish, and observing his behavior is quite exciting. This guy has a sweet tongue but is a scoundrel. Guess what? He calls my wife "sister" and me "uncle's mother." Maybe my wife looks young? Many people say my wife is in her twenties, even though she's only in her teens, and I don't mind. My wife dresses very sexily, especially in miniskirts. Little A often comes over, mainly to get closer to his sister and see what's going on, which I'm happy to do. Sometimes Little A helps my wife with tasks like stocking shelves, picking vegetables, and washing vegetables—these are the times when she's most exposed, especially in summer. Without stockings, it's even more obvious. With the rise of online shopping these days, I've bought her a lot of things like open-crotch panties and thongs that don't need to be taken off, and my wife wears many of them. Now, even her most ordinary briefs are see-through. If my wife wears one of those open-crotch thongs, it's especially sexy during sex; she says it feels so stimulating, a breeze makes her genitals feel cool. These are all things I used to... I've been training her, telling her that a woman's genitals need ventilation and air circulation, and never let them get stuffy, or they'll quickly turn into a dark, slicked-back vulva. I've told her how well she maintains her underwear and skirt, how bright and tender they are, like a twenty-year-old girl. My wife has seen the vulvas of older women in the countryside, and they say they're dark, so she seems to believe me. My wife isn't very observant; she's exposed quite a bit without realizing it, and I don't really remind her. Imagine, when A and my wife are out stocking goods, she squats down and her skirt reaches her ankles, revealing her transparent underwear, sometimes even sexy lingerie, pubic hair, labia, etc. A is addicted to seeing it. Even when she's wearing a short skirt and sitting face-to-face, you can see her pubic hair between her thighs, but my wife doesn't know. During sex, I always say, "A saw your pubic area, your hair," and my wife gets very tense. There's so much water, you slut, don't try to seduce Little A into having sex... We both find it really exciting. Sometimes when I observe Little A seeing my wife's exposed skin, I'll deliberately tell her, "You have to be careful when you wear a skirt, no one will see it. Just now when you squatted down on the stairs to pick up the cardboard box, Little A and I both saw your labia (open-crotch thong)." Why did you spread your legs when you picked up the cardboard box? Oh, Little A really saw it. I'm being very careful with this skirt. I can't wear open-crotch thongs anymore. I deliberately tell my wife, "You're such a sexy adult woman, so beautiful and attractive, no man can resist you. You even let Little A see your private parts, do you think he can resist? Doesn't he think about your private parts every night and masturbate?" Look how thin Little A has been lately, his eyes are all... "It's getting a bit dark. I must be secretly watching you a lot. You've been masturbating too much. You're really setting a bad example for other people's children. You're indirectly committing a crime, but indirect is not a crime," my wife laughed. "Am I that attractive?" she asked, thinking about my masturbation. I deliberately said, "Among women, you're quite successful. Some people think about you every night while masturbating. That's not something ordinary women do; it's something only celebrities do." This flattery made my wife smug again. The next day, she wore open-crotch pants again. I said, "This is my treasure. Be careful not to expose it." My wife said, "I know, I know." But what if, what if someone accidentally sees it? I said, "Just be careful, and it'll be fine. If someone sees it, then you must be a lucky person. A lucky person is fine." My wife grinned mischievously. She said this was something only the lucky ones could see, and if they did, she shouldn't blame me. I said, "No, no, I won't blame you." Later, my wife asked me several times, "Does A really masturbate every day?" I said, "Of course he does. Look at him, isn't he? Look at me, I'm always with you, my energy is much better than his. He doesn't know how many times he masturbates a night. If he keeps going like this, he'll be ruined before he even gets married. You're so close to him, you have to talk to him. It's all because of you! How can you face his parents? You're such a slut, why are you so attractive? Why don't other wives have that?" My wife got all smug again. I was just making this up, haha. My weird wife is really something. Later, when A came, he actually bought a lot of vegetables and meat, saying that young people need more nutrition. My wife actually asked him about it, saying, "You're still a student..." "Sir, don't focus so much on that kind of thing between men and women. Once you get your diploma and a girlfriend, you can openly do it. Don't think about women now. It's nothing special. But you can't be like those single guys who masturbate. That's bad for your health. You're still a college student!" Little A wouldn't admit it. Finally, one time when I was going back to my hometown, Little A said he wanted to go home for a few days because of a five-day school break. I said we should leave early the next morning. So Little A brought his things and slept at our place for the night, planning to drive back with me the next morning. When Little A arrived, I secretly told my wife, "Little A said he's never masturbated. You can put a roll of toilet paper on that table and you'll know." My wife said, "Is it really that amazing?" I went to my room, took the toilet paper roll I used, stretched it out quite a bit, poked small holes in the side with a toothpick, rolled it back up, and told my wife to take it to his room and put it on the table. I also hid the toilet paper in the bathroom. The rented room was a small two-bedroom apartment with a small living room; the environment wasn't great, poorly ventilated, and the door had a small ventilation hole, so the soundproofing was bad. Having lived in rented rooms seven or eight times over the years, this was the worst place I'd ever been. My cuckolding instincts kicked in, and I quickly pulled my wife into the room to make love, ostensibly to get some sleep since I was driving home the next day. My wife, A, was still playing on her phone in the living room, saying, "It's so early, I'll go to sleep later. I don't need to drive." I said I was making love for A to hear; having someone around was exciting. I told her I was going home for two days and wanted to do it twice tonight, that I had to be satisfied. My wife said, "How about..." Little A was still awake in the living room. I said, "Don't do it now. Didn't Little A say he hasn't masturbated? I'll do it now and see if he masturbates tonight." After saying that, I buried my head in my wife's nightgown and started licking her. My wife said, "Why are you so naughty?" I said, "You're even naughtier. You showed Little A my special condom." My wife quickly got aroused. I was very excited because someone was outside the door, and I was very forceful. The sounds of our thrusting were very loud. My wife was also excited because someone was outside the door, and she was very tight. I knew she was about to climax. She hadn't squirted in a long time. Now, with one thrust, my wife broke down and screamed like a pig being slaughtered. She squirted. I was having a lot of fun, and my wife was letting loose, moaning and groaning. The living room was about two meters away from the door, and the sounds of our sex were very clear. Little A must have been unable to handle it. After we finished, I tidied the bed for a while, and then my wife came up and gave me oral sex. We did it again for a long time the second time. Little A was probably still listening. When we finished and quickly came out to use the bathroom, we found Little A had already gone to sleep. I knew he had just gone in. While we were sleeping, I touched my wife's genitals and said, "Little A was thinking about you again, you little slut, and couldn't sleep. You're so lucky!" My wife was very happy. We even discussed how many times Little A would masturbate that night and made a bet. If Little A didn't masturbate, I would be punished by not being allowed to have sex with her for a week. If Little A masturbated, I would have to go through the back door when I got back (my wife only allows back door visits if she's in a really good mood). The next morning, we woke Little A up to wash up and get ready to leave. While he was washing up, I asked my wife to go to the room to check the tissues. My wife looked at the tissues and exclaimed, "Oh, you pulled such a long tissue last night!" There were no tissues left. I checked the trash can in the corner of the room, but there were none either. I said it must have been flushed down the toilet. "Honey, clean the back door and wait for me to come back in a couple of days." My wife said, "Are you so sure you didn't bring tissues for emergencies? I'll ask later." After washing up, we grabbed our things and went downstairs. Downstairs, my wife asked Xiao A if he had any tissues; she'd forgotten to take some because she'd sneezed. Xiao A said no, he never carried tissues. My wife and I exchanged a knowing smile, and I noticed her beaming face. Seeing that Xiao A wasn't paying attention, she even made a suggestive gesture... Later, I casually mentioned to my wife that Xiao A masturbates every day thinking about her little slut, and that she gets a little slippery down there... This is one of the weird things we did as a couple. Please don't laugh, everyone; it's just my cuckolding mentality at work... Every word is true... To be continued...

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