[Shanghai, My Sexual Story with My Mistress]

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don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I felt completely refreshed. A good night's sleep really works; the soreness from last night's intense lovemaking with

my wife is completely gone. Right now, I truly feel

that I really need to exercise more, otherwise my physical strength won't be able to support such strong desires.

My wife and I live in the same city, but unfortunately, we don't have many opportunities to make love,

so we cherish every moment we spend together.

Through the thick hotel curtains, I could see a faint light outside; I didn't know what time it was. Looking at my

sleeping wife, naked beside me, a strong desire gradually spread through my body, concentrating in my

midsection—hard, hard! Hot, burning hot! My wife has a habit of sleeping naked when we're together

; I like it that way, and it's something I strongly insist on with her. Naked, skin to skin, we both

feel incredibly comfortable. The key is convenience, especially for us, a couple who love sex. :)

My wife was still fast asleep, the blanket covering one of her legs, leaving most of her back and her entire buttocks exposed.

I was really worried she'd catch a cold. I pulled the blanket up for her, but maybe I made a bit of a noise, because she woke up. "Honey,

what are you doing ?" "Nothing, your little butt's sticking out, want to get some sun?" :) Then I

lay down on my back, feeling really comfortable, except for the hardness and heat in my groin.

"Honey, did you not sleep well?" I knew she was sensitive to her own bed; she

didn't . "Come on, lie on me, I'm like a human sofa, it'll be much more comfortable." She didn't move. She knew me,

knew I had ulterior motives, so she deliberately resisted. "Come on, I like you lying on me." She

smiled , still not moving. I reached out and pulled her closer, further coaxing and enticing her, and finally, my wife lay on top of me.

We were both naked, my penis erect, positioned right between her thighs—an extremely alluring position. I held her close,

letting her move up and down against my body. Each movement brought us closer together,

stimulating our nerves—it felt so good.

Finally, my wife couldn't stand being passive anymore and started actively enjoying the pleasure. She lay flat

against me, I could feel her legs tensing, her arms wrapped around my sides. She moved like that,

her breathing becoming more rapid, her moans growing louder, close to my ear, as if encouraging me—

it was so stimulating! Every moan, every movement was pure pleasure. I relaxed, savoring the experience, feeling my wife's

love.

"Ah, ah…husband, I feel so good…husband, husband, ah, ah, I'm coming!" Finally, I heard my wife's hoarse voice in

my ear , her body tense, as if she were exerting herself. Her voice

was completely different from usual. Then came her rapid breathing. She said the feeling of my penis touching from the outside

was completely different from when it was inside. I didn't understand what she meant. I wondered if the different feeling she described

was legendary "vaginal/clitoral orgasm"? No matter what it feels like, as long as she's comfortable and ecstatic, I

feel incredibly satisfied—a very strong sense of satisfaction. As a man, how could I not feel satisfied if I could bring my woman to orgasm and

pleasure ? I believe other men feel the same way, right?

My wife herself had her fun. After all that, her lower body felt even more aroused, covered

in some "unknown liquid." It felt slippery. I reached down and touched

the base of her thighs; it was smooth and moist. I brought my hand closer, and in the dim light, I could see a lot of clear liquid

. When I parted my fingers, I could even see long, stringy strands. I marveled at how amazing the body is, able to secrete such natural lubricant so

timely . I believe it's much better than some brand-name lubricants on the market. I touched

the area below, and I was surprised to find it even on her lower abdomen. It seems my wife has had a big flow again,

haha , I love it. My wife calls this "x urine," of course, the "x" is the name of a certain small animal. :)

My hands continued to caress her body, from top to bottom, lingering frequently on my wife's buttocks, drawing her

closer to me! My mouth wasn't idle either, constantly kissing her lips, her neck,

her ears. My wife's lips were thin and soft, and sucking on them felt incredibly good. Her ears were her sensitive

spot; I remembered them vividly because it was because of her sensitive ears that we first met. Perhaps it was truly

fate ; after chatting online for a long time, we finally agreed to meet. On the weekend, she traveled a long way to come, bringing

fruit with her. It was cold, and the chairs were uncomfortable, so we sat on my small bed. I held her close,

kissing her ears incessantly, until finally, my wife became aroused, and we had our first time. Looking back now, I still feel

happy . Thank you, my dear wife, for making me happy and fulfilled!

Her sensitive ears stimulated her; "Husband, I want it!" "Want what?" I always liked to

tease her like that, and her affirmative reply fueled my passion. "I want your little brother!" My enthusiasm and

desire were completely aroused. "I want it, I want it, go in, go in!" My wife cooperated by curling her legs up and

spreading them on either side of me. My little brother was already poised for action, and my little sister was ready for the storm to begin...

My

wife is a very sensitive woman. Sometimes, just a kiss or a teasing word can make her

overflow with desire. Her moans during sex are also incredibly penetrating. I believe that anyone who has heard such a

seductive sound would find sex boring if they encountered a woman who doesn't moan.

At least I like my wife's moans. I feel like her moans are like a battle horn, urging her man forward,

to fight, to keep fighting!

My wife adjusted her position, her little sister aligned, her upper body still lying on top of her husband.

I like this position. We can see each other, see each other's happy expressions, whisper intimately, kiss...

"

Ah, it hurts a little!" With my wife's voice, my little brother slowly entered her wet paradise.

What ! I often marvel at how amazing the human body is. Such a small area

can create such immense pleasure and satisfaction! Aren't many scholars and officials captivated by women's charms?

And is the key simply women's skirts? Haha, I think every man knows the reason behind it, at least every

man who has ever experienced sexual bliss should know, right? Perhaps you are one of them, and I hope you are one of them.

One of them!

My wife slowly engulfed my midsection, but because of her pain, I wasn't immediately immersed in a sea of

pleasure . Although she was already very wet, as I often describe it, already a vast ocean,

she always experienced some pain during penetration, a pain in her body, and a pain in my

heart . Her pain wasn't due to dryness, but rather her tightness and narrowness. For me, this was naturally an advantage,

but it undeniably added to her suffering. I once heard her say that during a gynecological exam, the doctor

used dilators, and she felt excruciating pain. The doctor even jokingly told her, "Your vagina is tighter than most people's,

making examinations inconvenient." Sometimes I jokingly ask her, "Honey, why are you so tight? It feels like you're trying to squeeze your husband out

every time . Don't you want to give it to me?" She always replies seriously, "

It's probably because of standing for long periods." Her expression then is so adorable, haha, but so natural,

without any pretense.

With a steady stream of clear fluid, I slowly entered, proceeding very slowly for fear of causing my wife further

discomfort , even though my inner desires were urging me to plunge into

that blissful hole all at once. Slowly, I finally penetrated completely. Deeper in, her hands gripped my shoulders

, applying slight pressure, her buttocks pressing even closer to my body. I knew it was time… I gently thrust forward.

There was no gap between us anymore, a joyful seamlessness. Her pleasure lay in being swallowed

and surrounded , while my pleasure lay in entering and penetrating. I was intoxicated, and so was my wife; we could both

feel it.

Now that we were fully inside, no man would just stay inside forever, right?

:) Although many times I told my wife I just wanted my little brother to rest, once

inside, after the intimate contact between my little brother and little sister, they started causing a ruckus. At that point, neither my

wife could control them—those two mischievous little devils, so lovable yet exasperating!

:) Slow, gentle thrusts elicited low moans from my wife, a completely different feeling from the moans

I heard in the next room last night . The people next door must have been young and energetic, their seductive moans constantly stimulating my eardrums. If I were staying alone in the hotel yesterday, I would have wanted to punch a hole in the wall to see what was going on, or even worse, rush over and join them in doing their "bad thing." So, I would like to suggest to the hotel management (if they can see this :)) that they improve the soundproofing of the rooms, otherwise it's disrupting social harmony, isn't it? Of course, some people enjoy it, and I am one of them :) Listening to others' passionate lovemaking, does their joyful and impulsive emotions also affect you? It would be best to match their rhythm and play our own happy song; that would definitely be a different kind of fun. 　　After continuing for a while, I noticed my wife's moans were a little louder, and of course, I couldn't just sit still , so I sped up a bit. Holding her buttocks with both hands, I made our desires even more synchronized. Her mouth was right next to my ear, her arms wrapped around me, and I could feel the rhythm of her pleasure through the strength in her hands. Sex is truly a two-way street; both partners need to let each other know how to maximize their pleasure, and we understood this deeply, with a remarkable understanding between us. I suggest that all couples in erotic relationships openly share their desires and needs with each other. This way, they can better control the rhythm and enjoy the pleasure more fully. My wife once told me that women can actually cooperate with men, working together to better enjoy the wonders of sex. She said that during sex, desire and pleasure are like tides, gradually building up and then releasing at the peak, then building up again, then releasing again… I wish you and your loved one the same incredible sexual bliss we experience. My wife often praises me, saying I'm great, that I make her feel comfortable, passionate, and achieve orgasms during sex. Every time I hear this, a sense of pride as a man wells up within me . But I also know that I'm actually quite ordinary; a woman's pleasure largely depends on herself, on mutual understanding and cooperation. If it weren't her, but another woman, perhaps she wouldn't have felt this way at all. She wouldn't have felt that I brought her pleasure; she might have found it completely boring, wouldn't she? Furthermore, I believe that feelings are an extremely important factor in the experience of sex between two people. Lovers, even the most ordinary actions, will move and touch each other. Can it be called love if there are no feelings? The feeling wouldn't be so intense, would it?

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