Wasted Years (Part 2)

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Not long after our passionate encounter, my husband took a vacation and drove me on our first trip to a place hundreds of kilometers away. I invited my cousin to come along. We stopped to take pictures on a winding mountain road. My husband, who loves nature, climbed up the hillside when he saw towering bamboo. I told my cousin to watch the car, then called to my husband and followed him up the hillside to his side. The endless bamboo forest stretched out, undulating with the mountainside. The quiet bamboo grove was just the two of us. I couldn't help but gently embrace him, my arms wrapped around him, without saying a word. We gazed silently at the layers of forest and mountains. My husband's hands naturally became busy. In this vast mountain landscape, he lifted my short skirt and removed my thin underwear. The ground was covered in grass, and we were unprepared. Under my husband's caresses, my juices flowed freely down my thighs. In our desire, we held onto two bamboo poles, bent over, and he moved his hand from my breasts to my erect, waiting genitals. One hand pulled down my pants, revealing my precious penis. No more foreplay was needed. As my husband's penis plunged deep into me from behind, I involuntarily let out a cry and moan of pleasure, the kind only heard during orgasm. At that moment, only the two of us existed in the world, without any worries, except to enjoy the sacred union, feeling the involuntary trembling of my vagina, gripping his strong, hard penis as it thrust in and out. All I could hear was my husband's magnetic moan before ejaculation, like a tiger's roar. My love juices flowed uncontrollably down my calves, then continued to trickle down. A torrential spray, the sound of skin slapping against skin, mingled with my husband's satisfied cries, and then the forest suddenly fell into deep silence. As I slightly raised my head to catch my breath, I caught a glimpse of a pink dress in the distance, then it disappeared. My face flushed; it was my cousin. Back in the car, my cousin and I sat in the back. My husband, oblivious, continued driving intently. My cousin sat beside me, her arms around my waist. I felt her hands were a little awkward, so I wrapped one arm around her waist. We both understood, but neither of us spoke, our hands silently caressing each other's bodies. We both gazed at the passing scenery, our minds replaying the scene. I noticed my cousin's face was flushed. After touring the scenic area, we went to a hotel. My cousin was afraid of the dark, so we booked a business suite with an extra bed for her to sleep in. I quietly told my husband that we wouldn't sleep there that night, okay? My cousin was in a separate room. My husband understood and readily agreed, "Okay." I couldn't help but hug him and give him a loud kiss. My cousin saw this from a short distance away, blushing and smiling. After watching TV and something else, my husband, as usual, took a shower first. He came out of the bathroom wearing his long-sleeved silk pajamas. Normally I don't let him wear underwear, and I didn't prepare any for him before he showered. I wasn't so careless today. So I subconsciously glanced at my husband's crotch as he came out; thankfully, it wasn't obvious. I felt a little relieved. Otherwise, I would have been really embarrassed in front of my cousin. My cousin went to shower next, and came out in a sexy and fashionable nightgown. Her breasts were bowl-shaped, and they looked very perky without a bra. Unlike mine, which are papaya-shaped. After making a couple of jokes with them, I looked at my husband again; everything was normal, so I went into the bathroom. When I came out wearing a short tank top nightgown, my husband's eyes lit up. No wonder, I just bought it a few days ago, and he hadn't even seen it yet. Wearing it out this time, perhaps it was too sexy, the skirt was short, barely covering my thighs. My papaya-shaped breasts were faintly visible, swaying. Just as my cousin was teasing me, I noticed a bulge in my husband's pants. I quickly sat down between my husband and cousin, but my cousin was sitting on the sofa next to him, diagonally facing my husband. My figure couldn't block her view, and I subconsciously reached out and touched my husband's erect penis, gently pressing it down. My cousin probably wouldn't have noticed at first; but as soon as I did, her gaze shifted to my hand. "Sister, you're so...so!" My cousin's silvery voice filled my ears, making me blush to the roots of my ears. After laughing and joking for a while, we both went to bed. I lay down next to my cousin, embracing my husband. My cousin also fell asleep soon after, and I could only hear her even breathing, as she usually does when she's asleep. But we both tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. My husband's hands were kneading one breast and the other touching his vulva, constantly exploring. My hands were stroking his penis. My husband was very hard, but he didn't make any moves; I was just feeling hot all over and very uncomfortable. I kissed my husband's face, then looked up at my cousin's bed. Nothing was happening, everything seemed normal. I couldn't resist lifting the covers and taking my husband's penis into my mouth. My husband couldn't take it anymore, and his movements became more vigorous. I couldn't take it either. I turned and climbed on top of him, glancing at her beside me. She wasn't moving. I thrust my hips forward and took his penis into my vagina. I moved up and down, my body growing even hotter. Without a second thought, I threw the covers off. Seeing me like this, my husband didn't care anymore. He turned and pinned me down, lifting my legs and placing them on his shoulders. His penis was already long enough, and this made it even more irresistible and unbearable. In a hazy, excited state, the world seemed to consist only of my husband and me; my cousin was completely forgotten. We continued until we finished and the rain stopped. Only then did I look at my sleeping cousin. She was still asleep, just with the blanket pulled over her head. I thought to myself, thank goodness. My husband ejaculated twice, both times quite a lot. I helped him clean up before going to wash myself. Afraid of disturbing my cousin, I quietly left the bathroom and saw her turning over a few times. I went to her bedside, touched her face, and we looked at each other, smiling silently. I whispered in her ear, "Do you want it?" My cousin turned her head to look at her husband and shook her head. She grabbed my hand and pushed it towards her lower body; her underwear was soaked. Understanding, I let her place it on her vulva and gently touched it. She had heard me talk about my husband's affairs with other women. Then she whispered in my ear, "I saw it all." Seeing her flushed face and longing eyes, I pulled her hand up and went to my husband's bedside. Looking at my sleeping husband, I lifted the blanket covering his lower body and looked into my cousin's eyes; "Touch it." My cousin stared intently at her husband's limp penis resting on his pubic hair. I pulled her hand several times before she dared to gently touch his penis. Then she went back to bed. (To be continued)

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