Forwarding a full version of a story about shared housing - Part 5

One day, Xu Jian walked into the kitchen while I was cooking. He hugged my waist, slipped one hand under my skirt, and squeezed me tightly in the small space.
"Ugh, it's so hot! Let go, I'm cooking."
"Hot and still wearing underwear?" he said, reaching his hand inside my underwear.
"Are you trying to kill me? My husband will be back soon."
His hand gently kneaded and teased my genitals.
"What a lecherous man, having such a beautiful wife and still flirting with other women."
"You're even prettier, and besides, someone else's wife is always better."
I was nervous, afraid my husband would come back at that moment, and besides, it was so hot, who could be in that mood?
"Get away!"
He didn't leave, but went even further, putting his hand inside my vagina and simulating penetration. I twisted my body, trying to get his hand out.
He held me tightly and said, "I'll die if I don't release."
"Go find your wife."
Seeing that I couldn't break free and the food was still in the pot, I let him do as he pleased. About five or six minutes later, I heard my husband and his wife's voices coming from the hallway. He finally pulled his hand away, disappointed, from my underwear, and pinched my buttocks hard in frustration. I suddenly felt a surge of schadenfreude and couldn't help but laugh.
"Did you suffocate?"
he slapped my buttocks, then left, still holding his hard penis.
After dinner, we played cards. Xu Jian suggested that the loser should be punished, and we debated the method.
"The loser takes off their clothes, and the winner draws a turtle on the loser's chest," Xu Jian joked.
After a brief debate, everyone agreed to the rule.
Xiao Wen lost the first round, and her husband won. Holding a lipstick, her husband examined Xiao Wen's chest and muttered to himself, "Where should I draw it?"
"On her breasts," I teased.
"You're so mean," Xiao Wen said, pointing at me and laughing.
Xu Jian said to me, "A bet's a bet, so draw it on her breasts. If I win later, you'll do the same."
Her husband started drawing on Xiao Wen's breasts, but with the slightest pressure, her breasts swayed from side to side, making it impossible to draw. My husband asked Xiaowen to support her breasts with her hands, but Xiaowen replied, "Are you going to draw on them or should I?
That's so unfair! You're drawing on me and expecting me to cooperate? What are your hands for?" So, ignoring Xu Jian and me being there, my husband lifted Xiaowen's breasts and carefully drew a turtle on them. It was actually quite well done.
Karma struck. I lost, but Xu Jian won. He directly lifted my breasts and drew a turtle on them. It was so funny that everyone laughed uproariously. I was so angry that I punched him a few times, and then everyone continued playing.
They played like this until eleven o'clock before going to bed.
The following evening, after dinner, after cleaning up the dishes, the men continued playing chess, and Xiaowen and I started washing our clothes. Xiaowen saw me washing naked in the bathroom, paused for a moment, and then giggled and said, "Do you dare go out naked and let the men see your breasts and vagina?"
"If you dare, I dare," I replied.
“What are you afraid of? Didn’t your husband touch my breasts while we were playing cards that day? And my husband touched yours too.” Actually, even at this point, Xiaowen still didn’t know that her husband had licked my breasts and vagina. Perhaps, when I wasn’t around, my husband had also sucked on Xiaowen’s breasts, otherwise she wouldn’t have said that. I thought to myself.
And so, the two of us, naked, went outside to watch them play chess. The two grown men were dumbfounded, completely losing interest in the game. They kept staring at each other’s wives’ vaginas. Seeing that their underwear was also erect, Xiaowen and I said at the same time, “If you’re uncomfortable, just take them off. Be careful they get damaged and we won’t have any dicks to fuck.” The two men laughed and took off their underwear, their two dicks standing erect.
Now, all four of us were naked.
Then, Xiaowen and I suggested we stop playing chess and ask them to dance. So, Xu Jian put on a slow dance tape on the tape recorder, hugged Xiaowen, and started dancing, while her husband hugged me and started dancing too. I wrapped my arms around my husband's neck, pressed my face against his chest, and his hands around my waist.
After dancing for a while, Xu Jian said, "I heard that the lights are off when dancing this kind of dance in a dance hall."
"Then let's turn them off," Xiao Wen said, swaying to the light switch and turning off the lights.
The room was so dark that we couldn't see each other, and it felt really good. My husband said, "Close your eyes and start daydreaming; you'll feel even better."
I did as he said, and it really did. I imagined myself dancing naked on the beach with a stranger, and before I knew it, I was in a light, floating state, and I didn't feel hot anymore.
"Why do you keep stepping on me? I'm changing partners," Xiao Wen's low voice came from the darkness. "Kang Jie, let's change partners?" It was Xu Jian's voice again.
We didn't speak, but we changed partners.
In the darkness, to the soft music, I wrapped my arms around Xu Jian's neck, still pressing my face against his chest. The two breasts of the man and woman swayed and rocked with the dance steps. Soon, Xu Jian and I both became aroused. His erection pressed against my abdomen, rubbing against my genitals, and sometimes even sliding in and out between my legs. I
instinctively squeezed my thighs together, which unintentionally aroused him even more, and myself as well. His hands caressed my waist, from my shoulders to my buttocks, sometimes even reaching my breasts along my buttocks. His fingers even tentatively inserted into my breasts from behind. I could clearly feel myself getting wet, numb, itchy, and experiencing a strange urge.
His hands moved to the front, from my abdomen, my inner thighs, and then to my breasts. I twisted and resisted, but he held my waist tightly with one hand, pressing our lower bodies even closer together, while the other hand kneaded and squeezed my breasts, sometimes causing me a little pain. My husband was right next to us, and I couldn't yell at him, nor did I have the strength to break free from his indecent hands. The situation was similar on my husband's side
; I could hear his heavy breathing and Xiao Wen's soft, involuntary moans. Fortunately, the curtains were drawn and the lights were off, so no one could see anyone else in the room, just shadows. The music drowned out the moans, which gradually eased the pressure, and it was as if we had forgotten there were other people in the room.
Xu Jian tried to enter my body several times, but I twisted and struggled to get away each time, yet he didn't give up. In the end, I still couldn't get away, nor did I really want to; by then, I was already somewhat dazed from his stimulation. He guided his penis with one hand, squatted down slightly, and entered my body, while simultaneously holding my buttocks tightly with his other hand. I instinctively struggled, but how could I break free? That long-lost, familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar feeling of fullness made me squeeze my legs together.
When he entered my body, I let out a soft "ah," and soon after, Xiao Wen made the same sound.
I didn't care about them anymore, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the fullness and comfort as Xu Jian tiptoed in and out of my body.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood on tiptoe to match his movements. His member grew harder and faster, his heavy breathing sending warm breaths onto my neck, making me even more excited. His hands cupped my buttocks, pressing me forcefully against his body. I became increasingly aroused, but bit my lip to keep quiet. He scraped hard against my body, and I was losing control. Finally, after a series of even more intense and powerful thrusts, I felt waves of heat rushing deep into my body. I felt weak and incredibly pleasurable, a sense of relief and release from long-accumulated pressure. I hugged him even tighter. Slowly, we calmed down, and Xu Jian's member softened and was pushed out of my body.
At that moment, one side of the tape finished playing. After it quieted down, I heard heavy breathing coming from my husband and Xiao Wen's side. They must have done the same thing as us.
Xu Jian released me and went to change the other side of the tape. The music started again, but neither of us had the same desire as before. My husband suggested we go to bed early so we could get up early tomorrow, and everyone agreed. As soon as I turned on the light, I rushed to the bathroom. That brat Xu Jian's spray inside me had already run down my thighs to my knees. While peeing, the rest went down the toilet. I wiped away Xu Jian's residue with toilet paper and stood up happily. Just as I came out, I saw Xiaowen leaning against the door. Seeing me, she quickly slipped back inside. In that instant, I saw white stuff flowing down her inner thighs and the tops of her feet, and a few drops where she had just been standing—that was what my husband should have left inside me.
After washing up, we all went to sleep.

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