Shenzhen rental house exchange 2

When two women are naked together in a small space, it's the easiest time for them to open up to each other. Somehow, we started talking about our sex lives.
I asked her, "How's your husband in that area?" "
He's great, the best part is when he's about to ejaculate, that super hard feeling, it's so amazing! How about your husband?"
"My husband's foreplay is good, but he's short-lived. I'm still getting into it, and he ejaculates. He knows it, so he doesn't go to sleep after he comes, he keeps stimulating me until I'm satisfied.
Sometimes we can even do it twice."
"My husband rarely does foreplay, he just goes straight in, and it always hurts me. Luckily, he lasts a long time, so I gradually get into the mood. If they could take turns, it would be so much better!"
I joked, "How about we switch?"
"Shameless, how can you say that?" She slapped me and laughed.
I retorted, "Anyway, you've hugged my husband, and I've hugged yours, what's the big deal!" Then, mimicking her tone, I said, "It's settled then, whether it works or not!"
After a bit of playful banter, we changed our clothes and came out.
We went out onto the street, arm in arm with our husbands, chatting and laughing as we walked towards the bookstore. Xu Jian and I walked side by side in the middle. We hadn't walked far when I felt tired and suggested we rest. The two men disagreed, so I
took my husband's arm with one hand and Xu Jian's with the other, playfully teasing them.
Xiao Wen called out, "Aren't you being too greedy?"
I said, "What's wrong with that? Being stingy! I'll give him to you, is that fair?"
Saying this, I pushed my husband towards her, pulled her hand off Xu Jian's arm, and dragged Xu Jian away from them.
I laughed and said, "From now on, we've switched husbands."
"Sure, what's wrong with that!" She also unceremoniously took my husband's arm, and said in a coquettish voice, "'Second husband,' let's go, okay?" "
Are you kidding me? I've only ever heard of men having three wives and four concubines, never women having 'two husbands'!" my husband protested.
“There’s nothing we can do, times have changed, we’re in a feminist society now, aren’t we?! Look at these two little feminists, sigh!” Xu Jian replied, then sighed again and said to me, “Sigh! ‘Second
wife,’ I’ve resigned myself to it.”…
We walked to the bookstore laughing and joking like that, calling each other “second husband” and “second wife” all the way. I don’t know why we were so happy at the time.
Time passed happily, and we lived happily.
That summer, tank tops became popular, and she and I each bought two sets. Women are all rather contradictory; they want to be trendy, but they’re afraid of what others will say. We definitely wouldn’t dare wear them to work, and they weren’t allowed to. We could only
wear them when we got home or when we went out together, but this inadvertently caused trouble for her and me.
Men are all the same; they don’t feel anything when their own wives dress revealingly, but when they see other men’s wives dressed a little too provocatively, they start to have associations. My husband and Xu Jian were no exception. My husband
often unconsciously looked at Xiao Wen’s exposed shoulders and high breasts, and Xu Jian would also pretend to stare at my breasts and thighs unintentionally. Especially after we two women showered before bed, and because we were getting ready to sleep
, we both took off our bras, making our nipples particularly noticeable and faintly visible.
We were used to brushing our teeth in the kitchen, but that kitchen was too small; with the stove and pots, it was difficult for two people to pass each other, and the sink was infuriatingly designed in the middle. If they wanted to pass behind us, we
had to try our best to lean against the sink, and even if they tried to lean back, there would still be a moment when we had to press tightly together. It wasn't a problem before, but ever since we started wearing tank tops and shorts,
I could almost always feel my classmate's hard penis pressing against my butt, which made me blush every time I came out. My husband was the same; several times I saw my classmate's wife come out of the kitchen
with her face red. There was really nothing we could do; we couldn't rush it, we couldn't get angry, and after a while, we just had to get used to it.
One Sunday noon, my classmate and his wife went shopping, and the husband went to the company to practice his computer because it was too hot at home. After showering, thinking that they weren't there, I didn't wear a bra and sat on a small stool
to wash the clothes my husband and I had changed out of.
Just then, Xu Jian suddenly returned. He came in and stared straight at my chest. It turned out I was sitting low, and the neckline of my tank top was wide open, so from above, my breasts were completely exposed.
"Forgot something?"
"Nothing. I ran into my wife's best friend, and they went shopping for clothes together. They wouldn't let me come, so they sent me back."
Seeing him standing there motionless for a while, I suddenly realized
what he meant and quickly stood up, trying to ease my embarrassment, saying, "Can I borrow your basin for a moment?" He seemed a little embarrassed too and hurriedly went into their tent to get me a basin.
I changed my sitting position and continued washing my clothes, but he kept going back and forth in front of me, going into the kitchen to wash his hands, then back to wash towels. Each time he paused in front of me
, seemingly trying to make conversation. I knew what he was doing, but I couldn't say anything, so I simply ignored him. After all, I could see but couldn't touch.
We had a good relationship at school, often arguing, debating, and joking, but we'd never talked about anything involving my body like this before.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and shouted at him, "Hey! Have you looked enough?"
He didn't expect me to ask that, paused for a moment, chuckled twice, and said, "Beautiful scenery is meant to be appreciated."
"Want to see? Go see your wife's."
"Her? I've seen enough of her. I never realized you were so feminine back in school."
I splashed him with water, telling him to get lost.
He just chuckled instead: "Old-fashioned! Is it illegal to look?"
"Aren't you leaving?"
"If I leave like this, I'll be distracted all afternoon."
"So, you're planning to watch all afternoon?"
"That's a good idea, but still not exciting enough."
"I didn't realize you'd actually learned so much in Shenzhen. Get lost."
"What can I do? Shenzhen is at the forefront of China's reforms. Everyone here has an obligation to explore, don't you think?"
"You? You want to explore? Don't embarrass yourself! Get lost, get lost."
"Why can't I explore?"
"You? Don't say I look down on you. What can you even explore?"
"For example, exploring the ethics and aesthetics of China's new era, and urban sex science, etc."
"Disgusting, I feel like throwing up."
"What an old feudalist! It's people like you who hinder the progress of scientific exploration."
"Oh dear, it seems I'm truly guilty of a grave sin, hindering our greatest contemporary sociologist from conducting research concerning the nation's survival!"
"You know you're wrong now! How do you plan to atone for the sins you've committed against the Chinese nation?"
"Die! Die! The more I talk, the more energetic you get."
"You're the one who says you're deeply sinful, how come it's all my fault? It really proves Mencius's words: 'Only petty men and women are difficult to deal with.' Hey, want some water?"
"Looks like we've both proven Mencius right. After rambling on with you for so long, I'm actually a bit thirsty. Get me a glass of water, and I'll forgive you."
A moment later, he brought over two glasses of cool boiled water.
"Hey, where do I put this?"
My hands were covered in soap, and after looking around, there really was nowhere to put it, so I said to him, "Close your eyes and bring it here."
"You're being so unreasonable! Sigh, what can I do, I'm just unlucky!" Saying this, he squatted down and brought the water to my lips. "To be honest, you should close your eyes, that way I'll feel more comfortable."
I took a mouthful of water and pretended to spit it out. He jumped aside, "Hey! Hey! Hey! You're really trying to be nice, but you don't get any reward."
"You're kind? More like heartless! You're full of bad intentions. I really don't understand you men, especially you married men. Are you that attractive? Water!"
He said while feeding me water, "You don't understand. This isn't the primitive society anymore. Ever since people started wearing clothes, a woman's breasts have been her most prominent external physiological feature. She uses that to attract
the opposite sex. It would be a problem if the opposite sex didn't pay attention."
While I was drinking water, his eyes never left my breasts. I no longer avoided him, and his eyes became bolder.
"Pour out the water for me, then get me another basin."
He placed the water in front of me and continued, "You call yourself a highly educated person? Don't tell me you're my classmate; you know nothing."
"Go to hell! You're full of twisted logic and heresies. Is this how you study modern sociology? Shameful!"
"If you don't understand, just admit it. Don't desecrate science! I refuse to believe that you women don't have that urge to explore a man's body."
"You're absolutely right. As far as I know, most women don't have any visual or sensory needs when it comes to a man's body. Look at all those men's magazines; the popular ones always
have pictures of naked women. But how many women's magazines have naked men? I admit, women definitely have some sensory needs for men, but not visually; it's about physical contact and
emotional connection. So, in terms of sex, women are rational, while men are animals."
"Classic! I didn't realize that! What you said actually makes a lot of sense. So, men shouldn't satisfy women by displaying their bodies; there should be intimate physical contact
. Women, on the other hand, have many ways to satisfy men. Sometimes, just letting men look at them is enough. But for true satisfaction, there's no difference between men and women; both need deep physical contact."
"I agree with that, but there's one point you're not entirely correct about: women also need visual stimulation. A handsome man and an ordinary man excite a woman to a different degree. People say women seek out handsome
men to show off, but who would let others see their intimate moments? Also, women get excited watching porn. Anyway, I can't really explain it, but it's
true that many women don't like pictures of naked men."
"I really don't understand this aspect of women's psychology. But societal development does influence women's preferences, don't you think?"
“I admit it. Back then, which woman dared to dress like this? Including her normal sexual needs, which woman dared to bring them up? Suppressing one's needs seemed to be the ‘righteous
’ thing, while actively pursuing them was considered ‘heretical.’ I’ve found that Shenzhen is more open and more in line with human nature than our place. Change my water.”
He changed my water, but seemed lost in thought. I don’t know what I’d done to offend him. After a long pause, he slowly said,
"Have you read any books on this topic?"
"Where would I read them? I'm just casually sharing my feelings. It seems there aren't any books on this topic in China yet. Think about it, during the Cultural Revolution, who dared to study these things? It's only been
a few years , but even now, 'sex' is still a taboo subject. Who studies it?"
"So, for you, a woman of the new era, what's your biggest concern right now?"
"What do you mean?"
"The relationship between men and women, physiologically and psychologically."
"Psychologically, it's hard to explain. Physiologically, there are many things to consider: fear of gaining weight, bad skin, and then there's the breasts that you men are interested in. Anyway, there are many. Everyone's situation is different, so the concerns
are different. What about you?"
"Psychologically, it's also hard to explain. Physiologically, it's mainly about sexual function. Believe it or not, whether it's good or bad depends mainly on your female reactions."
"When have you ever cared about our feelings? You're always just satisfying your own needs."
"You're wrong about that. A woman's arousal is the best encouragement for us."
I suddenly noticed that while we were discussing these issues, he seemed to have lost interest in my breasts and was only looking at my face as he spoke. Men are so strange. Then he continued,
"The more a man loves his wife, the more he cares about satisfying her."
"Change the water again. You really are like a fake scholar studying social issues."
He put down the water and said, "What are you saying? Here, let me rinse it for you?"
I was really tired, so I stood up. He sat on the stool and started rinsing the clothes. I suddenly regretted it—my bra and panties were in there, but there was nothing I could do, so I let him do it.
I was a little thirsty, so I went to get some water. Then I heard him say, "Pour me a glass."
I brought back two glasses of water, and then I heard him continue, "Studying these issues is absolutely impossible without the cooperation of you women. Like what you said today, I could never have imagined it,
and it's impossible for me to know how women view these issues."
"Your flattery is too clumsy. Here, have some water." I said, squatting down and bringing the water to his lips. He drank the water in one gulp, his gaze returning to my chest.
"To be honest, your breasts are really perfect, I really want to touch them."
"You're disgusting!" I said, then poured the remaining half-glass of water from my cup down his neck.
He exclaimed dramatically, "You're so mean! I was just saying."
"You deserve to be punished for saying the wrong thing!"
"You wait, don't let me get my hands on you."
"So what if I get my hands on you? Hey, are your wife's breasts big?"
"About the same size as yours, but not as white. Okay, all done washing, how are you going to thank me?"
"Dream on, hang them out to dry."
We finished hanging the clothes and went back inside. I brewed a pot of tea and said to him, "Here, have some tea, consider it a thank you."
"That's how you thank me?"
"Then how else do you want me to thank you?"
"Let me touch them."
"Get lost."
"Sigh, what a waste of my afternoon's work."
"You really want to touch them?"
He paused for a moment, then grinned mischievously at me and said, "Of course I want to."
We argued back and forth, laughing and joking, for a while, and finally, I don't know how, he agreed. We agreed that he would be blindfolded and could only touch me once, and he agreed. So, he
blindfolded himself with a towel, and I grabbed his hand and slipped it under my tank top, placing it on my breast. He gently grasped my breast, kneading it. I asked him what it felt like, and it was
indeed quite comfortable; he was the first man besides my husband to touch my breast. He greedily slid his hand over my breast, refusing to let go. Although I was enjoying it, I was also very clear-headed, afraid he would
ask for more, so I said,
"Hey, is that enough?"
"We agreed on just one touch, it's not over yet."
"Okay, okay, let go." I said, grabbing his hand, trying to pull it away, but he gripped it even tighter, pinching my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. The more I pulled,
the tighter he gripped.
"You're hurting me, let go, I'm getting angry."
He still didn't let go, but used his other hand to pull down the towel over his eyes, looking at my breasts and saying,
"I'd only ever heard of snow-white skin before, and thought it was nonsense, but today I finally believe it."
"Stop talking nonsense, let go now."
"Let me kiss you one more time and I'll let go."
I had no choice, and besides
, I wasn't really disgusted by him, so I nodded and let go of his hand. He bent down, lay on my chest, took off the strap on my left shoulder, and sucked on my nipple. It was tingling and itchy, so comfortable, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. He sensed my acquiescence and
suckled very seriously. I looked down at him, subconsciously stroking his hair with my hand. His suckling awakened my natural maternal instincts, and I comfortably enjoyed his suckling, stroking his hair. My
consciousness began to blur. I don't know how he did it, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself shirtless, my nipples being sucked back and forth. I felt I couldn't
take it , so I gently said to him,
"Okay, get up." At the same time, I cupped his face in my hands and kissed his forehead. He looked at me obediently, stood up, and slowly pulled me into his arms.
We stood there, embracing quietly, for what seemed like an eternity before we separated, but my clothes were soaked through.
I softly said to him, "Look at you, you've gotten my clothes all wet."
Even I was surprised at how gentle my tone was. Women, after all, are made of water.
"I'll help you wash," he said gently.
"Get lost," I laughed, then returned to normal.
This was our first intimate encounter.

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