Unforgettable Memories 2

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I quickly covered my wife's mouth with mine, afraid my buddy in the room would hear. After I brought my wife to orgasm, I came too. I rushed out to shower, only to find my buddy's wife just coming out of the shower. She hadn't expected me to come out either. I was only wearing my underwear; his wife wasn't wearing much. It was hot, and she wasn't wearing a bra. Her white outer garment revealed her nipples. I stared at her body for a while, then froze, covered my chest with my hands, and went back to my room. I also showered and went back to my room. I told my wife, and she said, "Did you have your fun?" I smiled, and seeing no one was around, my wife went to shower and came back to sleep. That was just a side story. The next day, his wife seemed a little embarrassed when she saw me. I didn't say anything. The two women said they were going out to buy something. My buddy and I were in the room. My buddy said, "Yesterday was good, wasn't it? You two had a great time?" He chuckled and said, "It's really not what you guys did, we just thought about it." My buddy laughed too, because we joke around sometimes. He said, "Your wife was moaning really loudly last night." I replied, "You guys did the same." We all laughed it off. Suddenly, he said, "Your wife was moaning and begging me to come and fuck her last night. What does that mean?" My mind raced, and I, driven by lust, said, "Don't we all fantasize during sex? Don't you guys have any fantasies?" My buddy suddenly said, "You didn't think about me, did you?" I said, "Yeah, it's normal for you guys to fantasize about me during sex, right?" My buddy said it was nothing, which I overheard, and I suddenly felt a little awkward. My buddy noticed and said, "It's okay, everything's fine." Just then, his wives came back, and our conversation ended. However, his wife seemed quite uncomfortable around me. But then I thought about his wife's breasts—not too big, not too small, very perky, with two nipples, smaller than my wife's, very beautiful. I felt a little smug. At that moment, my wife came over and said it was too hot during the day and she didn't want to go out. She wanted to rest. I said, "Okay, there are still several days left!" They had no objections, so we decided to have some dumplings. The couple went out to buy groceries, and my wife brought noodles with her. I told her that my friend had told me yesterday he heard her asking him to fuck her. My wife looked upset and asked what I said. I said it was a normal sexual fantasy. My wife blushed and said, "How can I be so embarrassed? It's so shameful!" I said it was okay. My wife said it was because I talk nonsense every day that she cried like this. I quickly went over and hugged her, saying, "Honey, don't cry, it's okay, I love you." I added that they had similar fantasies. My wife asked how I knew. I said he told me, and maybe this time I could really be fucked by him. My wife said it was impossible, I was just playing along with your fantasy, and you're actually going to do it? I said, "As long as you're willing to play along with my cuckoldry fantasy, honey, I really want you to be fucked by another man." Once, I said, "Wife, I love you." She was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm willing to fulfill your dream." "And what about his wife?" I asked without hesitation. "I'll sleep with her." She immediately said, "Are you thinking about sleeping with her? You're using me as an example." I said, "Well, you've enjoyed someone else's penis too." She didn't say anything. A while later, they came back. My wife's face was flushed when she saw my friend; it was really red. My friend could probably tell. His wife looked the same way when she saw me. No one said anything; we ate quietly and went to sleep. Nothing happened that night. Maybe we weren't too keen on it after what we did the day before. We played around like that for two days. Then, on the fourth day, my wife and her friends went shopping at the mall. My friend and I were at home. Then my friend said, "You saw my wife's body that day." I said, "It wasn't intentional." He said, "My wife told me, she cried, and wanted to go home." I comforted her.

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