From awkward to open exchange

My wife Yan'er and I have been married for five years and have a four-year-old son. Our family of three lived a very happy life.

Last year, my parents missed their grandson, and since his family lived near a kindergarten, they took him there and he stayed there permanently, leaving just the two of us at home.

Our world as a couple was very convenient; we could be intimate anytime, anywhere, and if either of us wanted to make love, we could do it anywhere.

We were very grateful to our parents for creating this convenient situation for us.

But our good fortune didn't last long. Fang called, saying her house had been demolished and she was worried about where to live.

At first, she wanted to stay at her parents' house, but it was too far from her workplace, and transportation was inconvenient.

So she tried renting, but there were no cheap options left, and the rest were all expensive. We're both workers, and we couldn't afford much.

After searching around, she finally politely asked to borrow my house for a year or two.

Yan'er and Fang were childhood sweethearts, inseparable from kindergarten through elementary, middle, high school, and university, all the way into their working lives, until I married Yan'er and Liang married Fang, finally separating them by two different men.

Of course, Yan'er couldn't refuse her childhood friend, so she agreed on her own and then told me to come home and tidy up the house.

I was very unhappy because their arrival would affect Yan'er and me, but since Yan'er had already promised, I couldn't say anything more.

Our house was a welfare housing unit allocated to my parents years ago. It was an old house with a small dining room and a large bedroom.

Later, after our son was born, Yan'er divided the bedroom in two to create more space for the child, building a wall in the middle with single bricks to create a small suite.

After the child was taken away, that bedroom was always vacant. When relatives and friends came and didn't go home at night, they could stay there.

Fang and her husband often came to our house for dinner, and when they drank too much, they often stayed next door. When

Fang and her husband came, they only brought a change of clothes, and their child was sent to their parents' house for foster care.

Everything in our house was ready-made: a double bed, luggage, wardrobe, everything. Whenever someone came, they would put their clothes in the wardrobe, and the two of them would occupy our house.

The two sisters were very enthusiastic when they met. Fang offered to pay the rent, but Yan'er refused. After a bit of arguing, Fang finally gave in.

So, the two families got together, bought wine and meat, and drank together. It was a celebration of moving into a new home, and also a reunion of the two sisters.

The two families lived together and had a very good relationship, so the four of them got along very well. They ate breakfast together, went to work together

, and came home together. Yan'er and Fang worked in the same company and the same workshop. After work, they would go to the market together, buy groceries, and cook together at home.

Liang and I liked to drink. I drove to a rural winery and bought 100 jin (50 kg) of loose liquor to keep at home. When Liang went to work, he would take the empty bottles to the small supermarket downstairs and bring beer upstairs after work.

We drank and chatted every evening, and got along very well, which was enviable.

But as time went on, problems began to emerge.

Two families shared a toilet, but our toilet didn't have a latch, which caused a lot of awkwardness when using the toilet and showering. Many times, when I urgently needed to urinate and opened the toilet door, I would see Fang showering naked, and Liang would see Yan'er showering too.

We installed a latch, but the wooden door was rotten, and the latch soon broke, creating another awkward situation.

So, we invented a sound warning system: whoever was in the toilet would shout "Someone's here!" whenever they heard footsteps outside. This avoided the awkwardness.

However, another problem tormented both families: sex.

Our house was a converted suite, with the walls made of single-brick walls. To save space, the bricks were laid vertically, and there was only one window, which was divided in two by a wall with a fist-sized gap in between. So, any noise in one room could be clearly heard in the other.

At first, Yan'er and Fang thought this was an advantage, chatting through the wall at night.

But when it came to sex, this advantage became a problem.

We're both around thirty, at the peak of our sexual desire, and this non-soundproof wall has become an obstacle.

Although people are more open-minded now, this is ultimately a matter between husband and wife, and neither of us wants to publicly announce our inability to have sex.

Yan'er and I have tried visiting my parents' house and her parents' house to look for opportunities, but my parents are always happy to see us and never give us a chance.

So, we're both very distressed, but we don't know how to solve it.

The only solution is drinking, because drinking a lot numbs the nerves, and we can just fall asleep in bed and not think about it.

So, every night Liang and I drink a lot.

Fang has a high alcohol tolerance and drinks with us.

But Yan'er doesn't drink a drop, which is the hardest for her. Every night she touches my penis, which makes me very uncomfortable.

I want to have sex, but Yan'er doesn't agree because she moans very loudly during orgasm, and the couple can definitely hear her.

Yan'er secretly called me, saying she regretted letting them come, since they might stay for a year or two.

Actually, Yan'er and I are enduring it, but aren't Fang and her husband doing the same? As we caressed each other, we could hear the two people on the other side breathing heavily, and occasionally Fang's soft sobs, mixed with Liang's helpless sighs.

At that moment, in my house, there were two piles of dry tinder, just waiting for a tiny spark to ignite them.

But who would light that spark first? We could only endure, endure, and endure some more… One evening a month later, we drank and chatted as usual.

But we had almost run out of things to say in the past month, so we had to find another topic.

The two women started talking about Xiao Hong from their workplace, a very flirtatious woman who had slept with several leaders and was caught in bed with another man by her husband, leading to their divorce.

This topic touched on sex, and immediately everyone fell silent, heads bowed, lost in thought about their own sexuality.

This is quite normal; everyone reacts this way when the topic inadvertently touches on their own lives.

That day, perhaps Yan'er had been suppressing her feelings for a long time, and she also wanted to drink.

She usually blushes even after just a sip of beer, but she drank a small amount of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and then a bottle of beer, and got drunk. I helped her to the bed in the room before we went back to continue drinking.

Fang, having no one to talk to, could only watch us drink and chat. Before long, she too became tipsy, staggering into her room and collapsing.

Only Liang and I were drinking together, but without two chattering women around, we suddenly lost interest. So we drank a few more sips until we felt we couldn't go on, then switched to beer.

We were truly drunk; we didn't even know how we got back to our room to sleep.

Yan'er woke me up; she was playing with my penis. At the same time, I heard rustling sounds from the other room; Fang must have been stroking Liang's penis too.

I reached out and touched her. Yan'er, as usual, was already naked, waiting for my middle finger to enter. So I inserted my finger into her vagina.

I was drunk and didn't kiss Yan'er first; instead, she kept kissing me.

I like touching buttocks, so I pulled Yan'er close and started touching her.

I felt that Yan'er's buttocks had become larger after drinking, though a little rough, but big buttocks were my favorite, and I touched them to my heart's content.

Then Liang spoke: "Never mind that, just do it."

Before I could finish speaking, both women screamed simultaneously! The sound was a drawn-out moan, but not very long, and then it stopped.

I felt that Yan'er's voice came from the other room, while the one next to me was Fang's.

Then a very interesting scene unfolded: the woman next to me jumped up, ran to the door, and turned on the light.

I looked and saw that it was Fang, completely naked.

Then Fang opened the door and ran out, and there was a loud crash as the two women said, "They've come to the wrong room."

The door opened, and Fang walked in.

I heard the two women say almost in unison, "You've come to the wrong room."

After saying that, Fang squatted down and covered her breasts with her hands.

The shouts were simultaneous again: "Get out!" I opened my eyes and saw that it was indeed Liang's room. I didn't care about my clothes, jumped up, ran to the door, opened it, and went out. I bumped into Liang rushing out, and we collided again. We

looked each other over. Fortunately, we were both wearing briefs, so we didn't say hello and went back to our rooms.

When I entered the house, I saw Yan'er squatting naked at the door. Seeing me, she immediately threw herself into my arms and cried.

At that moment, Fang's sobbing came from the other room.

What could I do now? I could only carry Yan'er to bed, cover her with the blanket, stroke her head, and offer silent comfort.

The next day, there was no breakfast because neither of the women had gotten up, so no one was there to wake the two lazybones.

But everyone was self-disciplined and got up at seven o'clock.

When Fang saw me, she immediately turned her face away, but her face was red.

Yan'er, like Fang, didn't even glance at Liang, her face also red.

Liang and I were speechless, exchanging glances, unsure what to do.

That morning, no one did anything, but time seemed to drag on endlessly until 7:30. The two women, quite naturally, habitually left their house.

Liang and I exchanged another glance, said nothing, and went to work.

At work, I was constantly distracted and anxious.

Yan'er called me; she cried, begging me to stop drinking, and then she just kept crying.

Then she asked me if I had touched Fang. Since we could both hear each other's voices, I couldn't hide it, so I told her I mistook Fang for her and touched her.

After that, I asked Liang if he had touched her. She didn't answer, but from her crying, I concluded that he had.

I comforted her, saying she had just gone into the wrong room, it was okay, and she wouldn't drink again.

In the end, Yan'er was still crying, so I could only say, "It's okay, it's okay, you just drank too much, it's not a big deal."

Perhaps because of my comforting words, Yan'er calmed down a lot.

Now the problem facing me was how to meet the couple that night? What should I say after we met? After thinking it over, I decided to drink, because drinking can distract me and help me forget what happened before or just now.

So, on my way home from work, I specially went to buy a roast chicken, because it's Liang's and my favorite.

However, when I got home, I saw Liang at the door, and he was also holding a roast chicken.

To our surprise, the two women didn't come home from work together, but they both bought roast chickens. For dinner, we had to face four roast chickens and drink, and neither of us suggested putting away two to eat tomorrow.

At first, no one spoke while drinking, and the usually pampered roast chicken was barely touched.

Whenever someone raised their glass, the other three would follow suit, drinking large gulps.

No one knew why they all drank too much.

Logically, Yan'er, who had drunk too much yesterday, shouldn't be drinking today, but she insisted on having more.

Finally, Liang spoke up; he always talks a lot when he drinks. "

I was too drunk yesterday, I'm sorry."

Actually, everyone was embarrassed, they all understood the situation, but no one wanted to bring it up.

But now that they were all drunk, bringing it up again would be unreserved. "

Why bring it up again?" Fang said. "Honestly, Yan'er, we've really caused you trouble by staying at your place, making it difficult for you and your husband to have sex." "

Don't say that, Fang, aren't you in the same boat as us?" Yan'er said, swaying. "

At first, none of us thought of that,"

Liang said. "

To hell with it, it's normal for couples to have sex, why hide it?" Fang, feeling the effects of the alcohol, said, "I can't take it anymore, let's do it tonight."

"Are you two going to do it?" "If you're going to do it, we'll do it too, who's afraid of who?" Yan'er, caught up in the excitement, started talking nonsense. "

Let's do it, what about you?" Liang slammed his hand on the table and asked me. "

What am I afraid of? Let's do it!" I said, glaring at him.

So, Liang picked up Fang and carried her into the house. I couldn't be a coward either, so I picked up Yan'er and carried her into

my own room.

We were both drunk, and we had both endured for a long time, so we could do what we said we would do. After I went into the room, I pulled down Yan'er's pants and underwear together and inserted my penis. At this moment, Fang's moans came from the other side, which stimulated both of us. Yan'er couldn't wait to reach out and grab my penis, pulling it into her vagina. Soon, both women began to moan, almost simultaneously reaching orgasm. "Yan'er, I want to die." Fang was still talking to Yan'er in the other room, probably to avoid embarrassment the next day. " Yeah, Fang, me too." Yan'er echoed. From then on, the two couples put aside their inhibitions and made love in their own rooms. Having sex between two couples has its advantages. If one partner is having sex, it can arouse the other, who will immediately follow suit. At first, there was some awkwardness when they met, but as time went on, it became commonplace, and no one cared anymore. Sometimes they would even joke about sex, especially about washing sheets and underwear; Yan'er and Fang joked about it even more. Secondly, regarding sex, our two families had an unspoken understanding; no one mentioned it when drinking. Liang and I remained good friends, and Yan'er and Fang were even closer than before, as if everyone knew each other's secrets and would keep them. However, the two women were very mysterious when they were together, as if they had something they wouldn't tell us. As soon as they saw Liang and me, they would immediately fall silent. " Is there something you can't tell me?" I asked. "Mind your own business?!" Yan'er looked at me smugly, her head held high. " It's a woman's business; don't worry about it," Fang said with a laugh. But I was curious, so I called Yan'er from work, determined to find out the details. At first, Yan'er wouldn't say anything, but after my repeated questioning, she finally told me that the two of them were discussing their feelings during sex and even how long their husbands lasted. I usually thought that only men liked to gossip about sex behind people's backs, but I didn't expect women to do it too. I couldn't help but laugh. Luckily, my sexual function was still pretty good; I could usually bring Yan'er to two orgasms, while Liang usually only gave Fang one.

"What does Fang think of me?" I asked. "

Get lost, I can't tell you that,"

Yan'er said.

No matter how much I pressed, Yan'er wouldn't say. I knew it was pointless to keep asking, so I joked, "How about I serve Fang once and let her experience it?"

"You dare?" "Let me tell you, if you dare to cheat on me, watch out, I'll 'snip, snip' with scissors!

" Yan'er said fiercely.

Sunday was Fang's birthday, and the two women decided to have a big meal at home, so they went out to shop early and didn't return until noon. They

immediately got to work in the kitchen. Good food is worth the wait, and they finished cooking at 2 pm, put the food on the table, and called their husbands to come out for dinner.

Since we went into the wrong room last time, there had been a subtle change. Liang and I were always shirtless, wearing only pajamas.

It wasn't just hot, it was unusually humid. Even on the highest setting of the electric fan, it was still blowing hot air.

We started by drinking baijiu, which naturally made the heat even hotter. Liang and I were drenched in sweat, with towels around our necks, wiping ourselves constantly.

Fang and Yan'er were also sweating; their thin clothes were stained with sweat, making their bras clearly visible.

Men will be men; they don't care how revealing their wives' clothes are, but they notice when another man's wife's sexuality is exposed.

Sure enough, Liang kept glancing at Yan'er, while I glanced at Fang out of the corner of my eye.

Fang was a tall woman, wider than average, with a large face, but her height compensated for this, making her look very well-proportioned. She

had a square face, large, watery eyes, and a large, sexy red mouth; she was very beautiful.

Especially her round, large buttocks, which fascinated me.

Yan'er, while not petite, was the opposite of Fang; only her buttocks were large, and she couldn't compare to Fang in size. "

Men are so good; they can go shirtless,"

Fang said, wiping her sweat. "

You can take yours off too; who's stopping you?" Liang laughed. "Fine, I'll take mine

off! Who's afraid of who!" Fang exclaimed, looking at Yan'er, "Do you dare take yours off?" Yan'er, having drunk some beer but not drunk, said, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around."

Fang, clearly tipsy, said, "What's there to be afraid of?"

She took off her outer garment, revealing a beige bra underneath—it felt so comfortable .

"Yan'er, you take yours off too."

Yan'er blushed instantly, hesitant to take it off. "

Hey, hey, what's wrong with you? My wife has already been seen by your husband, why won't you let me see her? That's so unfair!" Liang egged her on from the side.

Yan'er looked at me awkwardly, seeking my permission. "

Fine, I'll take it off,"

I said. "

Your husband has already agreed, why are you pretending?" Fang came over and tugged at Yan'er's clothes. "

Wait, let me have a sip of baijiu."

Yan'er picked up my glass, took a big gulp, and said, "I'll take it off myself."

So, the four of us sat shirtless in the cramped restaurant.

Perhaps feeling incredibly cool without our shirts, Fang downed a glass of baijiu and poured herself another.

Yan'er simply downed her beer in one gulp and poured herself a glass of baijiu.

At this point, the atmosphere became even more lively.

"Honey, it's my birthday, what gift are you going to give me?" Fang asked, her eyes slightly blurry with drunkenness. " I'll give it

to you tonight ,

" Liang said.

Yan'er and I both burst out laughing. "What are you laughing

at? In previous years, we always gave her gifts at night,

" Liang protested. Seeing us still laughing, he realized it was a misunderstanding. "Okay, okay, I'll take it out now."

He turned around and took out a beautiful box from his bag. He had originally planned to surprise her tonight, but it's what you guys are laughing at.

"Wow! A necklace!" Yan'er exclaimed.

That's how women are; even when they're drunk, they can still see what they like.

Yan'er helped him put the necklace on because Liang was too drunk to see clearly, and besides, men almost never wear such things.

Fang was very excited, spinning around naked on the ground, her large breasts and buttocks trembling. "

What are you two giving me?" Fang asked. "

A cake for you, which was also supposed to be given to you tonight,"

I deliberately repeated Liang's words, making the three of us laugh heartily. Then I added, "This is a gift from me, it has nothing to do with Yan'er."

Actually, it was just a joke. Yan'er asked me to buy the cake; it was supposed to be a gift between us. But I said it like that to create a joyful atmosphere. "

Ha, Yan'er, we've been together since childhood! Why didn't you give me a gift?" Fang shouted.

Yan'er was flustered and pinched me hard, explaining, "This cake… I don't care! Anyway, it's from your husband, and I want it now!"

Fang was being unreasonable.

Yan'er gritted her teeth in anger, grabbed me, and shouted, "How about I give you my husband?" "Okay, okay, let's change the venue."

Fang came over, pushed Yan'er away, and hugged me tightly. "You're mine today!"

Whether she was truly drunk or pretending, she kept kissing and cuddling.

It made me feel embarrassed. "

Okay, your husband is mine now."

Yan'er also hugged Liang and kissed him on the lips.

Seeing Yan'er so wanton made me feel terrible, but now that I was holding Fang, I couldn't say anything. I could only accept the kisses and pretend to be happy.

At that moment, we seemed very engrossed, not drinking or eating, the two couples just kissing like that.

Fang's hand groped my crotch, squeezing my already hard penis.

Liang had already put his hand inside Yan'er's bra, and I didn't hold back either, groping Fang's big buttocks. "

Come on, let's go inside. "

The two women said almost at the same time, then Yan'er pulled Liang, and Fang pulled me.

Are we really going to do this? I hesitated a little.

At this moment, Yan'er and Liang had already gone into the house and closed the door.

I had no choice but to go into my room with Fang.

Fang said, "You are my gift,"

while taking off her bra, her big breasts popped out, and she thrust them into my mouth.

While sucking on her breasts, I listened to the sounds from the other room. I heard the sounds Yan'er only made when she was having sex.

It seemed I didn't need to be polite anymore.

So I took off Fang's pants, pushed her down on the bed, and inserted my penis.

Soon, the groans in both rooms stopped, leaving only Liang and me panting heavily.

I ejaculated, and I assumed Liang had too.

Fang seemed to sober up, gazing at me affectionately and holding me tightly around the waist.

It all happened so suddenly; my mind was in turmoil. My wife was in another man's arms, and I felt a surge of jealousy, yet on the other hand, I was also gratified to have Fang.

How could I face Liang now? "Fang, are you done?" Yan'er asked from the other room.

" All done.

What about you?" Fang asked. "

I'm done too. Shall we go out for another drink?" Yan'er said.

"Sure,"

Fang said.

The two women seemed to have planned it beforehand, their conversation flowing naturally.

I suddenly wondered, could it be a trap set by the two women, and we two men had fallen for it? It turned out to be confirmed as we were leaving. The two women high-fived happily, then raised their glasses in celebration.

This time, things were different. All four of us were shirtless, wearing only briefs.

Yan'er nestled against Liang,

while Fang leaned gently against me. Liang and I stood there speechless, staring blankly at each other.

"Honey, you're not angry about what we did, are you?" Fang asked, looking at Liang.

Her question also represented Yan'er's question to me.

"Of course not, this is what I need."

I immediately understood, reaching into my briefs and touching Fang's buttocks.

Liang laughed too, embracing Yan'er, kissing her, and touching her breasts.

Suddenly, the awkward atmosphere vanished, replaced by cheerful conversation.

It turned out that the two women were whispering about their nightly sex. One said she enjoyed it, the other said she was even more wonderful. After a while, they started joking about swapping husbands, and eventually

, they took it seriously. So, they planned to swap on Fang's birthday when she was drunk.

Poor us two husbands, we were swapped without even realizing it, but we were both very happy.

Once the conversation was out in the open, it was like a window peeking through, and everyone became more uninhibited.

Yan'er affectionately fed Liang wine and food, occasionally reaching in to touch his penis; Fang fed me mouth-to-mouth, and my hand remained on my buttocks.

Until that night, I took Fang into my room, while Yan'er happily took Liang into another room.

Sex is an open secret; once it's out in the open, there's no restraint.

While Liang and I were having illicit relations but didn't dare to make it public, we actually had the two women swap husbands—it was truly embarrassing.

From then on, of course, we were in charge.

At first, Yan'er moaned under Liang's thrusts, feeling uneasy.

But seeing Fang writhing beneath me, she stopped caring.

We made love almost every night, each embracing the other's wife, and that once-hated wall became our best communication device. Whenever one of us made love, the other would follow suit. Liang

and I rarely spoke during sex, but the two women, shameless, called each other's names and shared their feelings.

Their conversations were our most exciting moments.

Sometimes, right after sex, the two women would say they missed their husbands, and then shout, "Switch back!"

They'd get up without even putting on their clothes, greeting each other at the door.

But later, Fang complained: "Why is it always us women switching? It's so unfair! Can't you men switch?" Fang pushed me out of bed, urging me to get up, while calling for Liang to come over.

Meanwhile, Yan'er called my name sweetly, begging me to come over.

Liang and I were both helpless, so we had no choice but to walk out naked and return to our wives. "

It's so troublesome to keep doing this, why don't we sleep together?"

I suggested.

Fang agreed first, and Liang followed suit.

Yan'er hesitated for a moment, then blushed and lowered her head.

Fang pulled Yan'er, saying, "The minority obeys the majority."

She dragged Yan'er over and pushed her onto Liang's bed, then pulled me onto the bed too.

This was the first time two couples had sex in one room, and the partners were each other's spouses.

We had the lights on, witnessing firsthand the moment someone else's penis entered our wives' vaginas.

While Liang and I were having sex, we reached over to touch our wives. "

Get out of here, touch Yan'er instead!"

Fang pushed Liang's hand away. "

You always say Fang's ass is nice, why don't you touch it? Why are you touching me?" Yan'er also refused.

This kind of sex is very stimulating; two women can easily reach orgasm, and soon both were moaning and talking nonsense. "

Husband, fuck his wife hard!"

Yan'er was the first to become wanton, pushing my buttocks with her hands.

"Damn it!"

Fang frowned, "Husband, avenge me."

Once there's a first time, there will be a second, a third... A few days later, the two couples were in the same room, and it all felt normal, without the excitement of the first day.

Usually, Liang and I would sit opposite each other, Yan'er playing with Liang's penis, Fang playing with mine, occasionally taking it into her mouth and watching our expressions.

Fang's mouth was big, able to take it all the way in, while Yan'er couldn't. She tried to put Liang's penis all the way in her mouth, but as soon as it touched her throat, she would gag a few times.

Liang was considerate of Yan'er, letting her take only half.

That day, I had the urge to ejaculate in Fang's mouth, so I pressed Fang's head down with my hand. Liang understood my intention and pressed Yan'er's head down as well.

In perfect unison, Liang and I looked at each other, knelt on the bed together, our buttocks moving back and forth, our penises thrusting in and out of each other's mouths, and we both ejaculated.

Yan'er gagged again and quickly spat Liang's semen onto the ground.

Fang was truly something else; she opened her mouth wide for us to see: "He didn't ejaculate, he didn't ejaculate, look, is it in my mouth?" But everyone knew that Fang had swallowed my semen.

Afterwards, Yan'er tried to imitate Fang, swallowing Liang's semen, but failed several times. When she finally succeeded, she gagged again.

Since the two couples were so open about sex, we were even more casual. We sat naked at the table during meals, even though it was the height of summer and everyone was cool.

However, Fang was wearing only briefs that day, and everyone looked at her strangely. "

You all know about women's affairs,"

Fang said, pulling down her briefs to reveal a patch of red. "

Haha, I've got a place to unleash my power today!"

Liang hugged Yan'er tightly. "

It's okay, I'll use my mouth today,

" Fang said, holding me close. "

No, you're unlucky with your period, I'm taking both men today,"

Yan'er said, clutching a penis in each hand.

"Fine, I'll see how you play this game,"

Fang said.

So, that night, as Yan'er had instructed, Liang had sex first, and then I had sex with Yan'er.

Yan'er seemed to enjoy it, having two orgasms, and then said: "I finally tasted what it's like to be gang-raped.

I'm telling you, when Yan'er gets her period, I'll have it too."

Fang, watching with heightened desire, kept shouting.

For the next few days, Liang and I only had sex with Yan'er.

Sometimes it was one in front, one behind, with penetration in her vagina and oral sex in her mouth; sometimes Liang lay on the bed, Yan'er straddled him, inserting her penis upside down, then sticking her buttocks up, and I would insert my penis from behind… In short, we changed positions every day.

Fang watched, her heart burning with desire, sometimes shouting that she wanted to do it too, sometimes slapping her vagina, wishing her period was coming.

A week passed, and Fang's long-awaited period finally ended, and we began to have sex normally again.

Soon after, Yan'er got her period, which delighted Fang.

She repeated the way we had sex with Yan'er during her period, complaining that

Yan'er got to have her way first.

Yan'er always smiled silently, quietly stroking my penis until it was hard, and then personally inserting it into Fang's vagina.

Every time, Fang would exclaim: "Damn, that's so exciting!"

Then I said to Liang, "I'm sorry, honey, when my period comes, I'll personally put your thing into Yan'er's cunt."

Our two families, living in such harmony, experienced sex and enjoyed sexual bliss, and our relationship became even closer.

Hehe, with such a relationship, it's hard not to be close.

In the blink of an eye, autumn arrived, and the wind blew down fallen leaves, carpeting the earth in yellow.

Yellow? Yes, let's live this yellow romantic life.

Liang was going on a business trip for half a month.

That night, he patted my shoulder, both envious and jealous. "

Take good care of my wife."

"Go with peace of mind, I won't let Fang be lonely."

I patted Fang's butt and laughed. "

Buddy, you're lucky, you're holding two women all by yourself!"

"Liang, if you're not happy, when you come back, I'll go out for one night."

"Haha, what are you saying? We're like brothers.

" Liang deliberately acted very dashing, kissed Fang, and said, "With this buddy at home, I don't worry about you."

To make Liang feel better, the next day I specially had Yan'er and Fang see Liang off.

I followed them from a distance, not getting close, but my phone was still connected to Yan'er's; I wanted to hear what Liang had to say at their parting.

Two men were traveling with Liang on the business trip, and their wives had also seen them off at the station. They met each other.

"Hey, Liang, is this your sister?" one man asked.

Liang felt proud to be seen off by two beautiful women, walking with his back straight. He smiled happily at the question.

"No, this is Fang's classmate."

A little while later, the platform loudspeaker announced that Liang's train was about to arrive, and passengers were to prepare for ticket checks and security.

Liang bid a reluctant farewell to his two colleagues and his wife, exchanging words of caution.

Liang hugged and kissed Fang goodbye first, then opened his arms wide to look at Yan'er. Yan'er, like a swallow, flew into Liang's arms, and he gave her a kiss goodbye, while Liang patted her bottom twice.

Fang walked over with tears in her eyes, and Liang hugged both of them tightly, kissing each of them on the cheek.

"Honey, be careful on your journey."

"Husband, Yan'er calls you

that too. Come home soon, Fang and I are waiting for you."

Wow! Everyone present was stunned, especially Liang's two colleagues and their two wives, their eyes wide as they stared at the three of them.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. Stay home and wait for me.

" Liang released their hands, patting both their bottoms simultaneously. "Get along well, don't fight, okay?"

"Okay."

Yan'er and Fang replied in unison.

Liang turned and walked confidently into the crowd.

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