[A summer noon]

One summer afternoon
in 2005, I was living with my ex-girlfriend. We met online and soon moved in together after meeting in person
. She was from out of town, a recent graduate, and worked as an accountant at a pharmaceutical company. In August, her younger brother was coming from
Wuhan to visit his sister, bring her some autumn clothes, and have some time to relax. I asked her, "Will your brother
stay with us?" My girlfriend said a friend of hers had gone back to her hometown, and her rented apartment was empty.
We would stay there, but I would have to sleep on the living room floor. Why? She said, "She hasn't told her family she has
a boyfriend yet, so we shouldn't be too affectionate with her brother."
Frustrating!!!
One Friday afternoon, we picked up her brother at the train station. He was tall and big, like an athlete, carrying
large suitcases and bags full of her autumn and winter clothes. We took a taxi to her friend's rented apartment, a
residential building in a community. Up on the seventh floor, panting, we carried our things up. The room was a small suite, with
the living room and bedroom connected, and a view of the balcony. The apartment was sparsely furnished; the beds were all folded up, and
a straw mat covered the floor. There was an old computer on the desk and an old sofa in the living room, making the room feel empty, but it was quite well-ventilated. However, it
was still very hot inside. Renters usually don't buy air conditioning. So at night, we poured water on the floor and turned the ceiling fan up
to its highest setting. After a while, lying on the mat felt a little cooler. What could we do? We'd just have to make do!
My girlfriend and her brother slept in the room near the balcony, where it was well-ventilated, while I slept in the living room. At night, the siblings
chatted in their local dialect about their parents, their studies, and job hunting. I listened, only half understanding. I was used to
sleeping with my girlfriend, and being alone in the living room felt really uncomfortable. It was hot, and there were so many mosquitoes that I couldn't sleep well.
The next day we both had the day off, so I took my younger brother shopping and we went to the park.
While playing in the park, my girlfriend kept pressing her lower abdomen. She said she had her period, and she always
experiences cramps during her period. In the evening, we went for a walk in the lakeside park, ate ice cream, and watched a bunch of kids
ice skating. Because we didn't dare go to bed so early—it was too hot inside in this awful weather—we didn't go back to sleep until midnight
.
So, we both went to work during the day, and I picked her up from the station in the evening. Afterwards, my brother and I went to
a small restaurant downstairs for dinner. After dinner, we went to an internet cafe; it had air conditioning. If there were no seats, we'd go
for a walk by the lake again.
With her brother around, I couldn't find a chance to be intimate with her. After our evening walks, we
'd play checkers before bed. Sometimes, while her brother was in the bathroom, we'd kiss, and I'd touch my wife.
A few days later, her brother said he wanted to go back. I said, "Weren't you going to stay for two weeks?" He said it was too hot here, and he
couldn't stand it. Besides, we both have to work during the day, so he had to stay in the internet cafe (it has air conditioning),
which was very boring. He still wanted to go back to his hometown (his girlfriend's hometown is in a county), where the scenery is much better than here.
Seeing that my brother insisted on going back, we had no choice. The next day, I took a day off and bought train tickets for an evening train
with air conditioning.
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The next day, we both took half a day off. I treated my brother to a nice meal and bought some fruit and
drinks at the supermarket. It was an evening train, so it was still early. My brother said he wanted to go to the internet cafe. His girlfriend wouldn't let him go, telling him to rest.
The three of us went upstairs together. The temperature was okay today, a little lower, because of the thunderstorms yesterday; at least there was a cool
breeze. I took a shower upstairs. When I came out, my brother was sleeping on the floor in the inner room, near the balcony, where it was windy
. A straw mat was laid out in the living room, and my girlfriend was already lying there. She had changed into a long nightgown. I looked
at her with surprise. "Why don't you sleep over there?"
"I like it here," my girlfriend said, her eyes seeming to convey a message only I could understand.
Oh! Something's up! Maybe her little brother hadn't been sleeping well these past few days; a soft snore started to sound, as if he was already asleep.
My girlfriend was lying on her side, and I lay down and kissed her shoulder.
"Is your period over?" "
It's over, but not much this time."
"Let me feel." I slipped one hand inside her long nightgown and touched her buttocks,
pressing two fingers together against her vulva. She was wearing a sanitary pad. My girlfriend looked up at her little brother not far away.
"Don't move, he's here,"
I whispered. "I haven't touched you in days, honey, I've missed you terribly." She made a
face at me and gave me a cute smile.
"Tomorrow, when he's gone, you'll be free."
"I want to," I whispered in her ear.
"No, my brother's here. Let's go back to the hotel tonight. It's really hot here.
" "No, I'm going to..." I reached into her pajamas collar and touched her breasts. My girlfriend rolled over and
simply lay there on her stomach. I tickled her "ticklish spots" with my fingers, and my girlfriend giggled. Maybe we were being
a little too loud, because my brother rolled over. I quickly lay down and looked up a moment later. My brother was asleep
and snoring.
The ceiling fan in the living room was whirring, and the cicadas were chirping incessantly outside. How could I sleep? I really
wanted to make love. I thought to myself: my wife's libido is very high in the few days after her period ends, and we
do it several times almost every night. Seeing her sleeping with her back to me, I rolled over and whispered in her ear, "Wife."
"Hmm... what?" my girlfriend answered vaguely. No way? Asleep?
I looked at my brother on the floor in the inner room. He was snoring loudly. I slipped my hand
inside my wife's long skirt, lifting the hem to reveal her firm, pert buttocks clad in Kitty Cat-patterned panties.
I reached inside, my palm caressing her buttocks, two fingers slipping into her vulva, which looked like a small, fleshy strip. My girlfriend
shifted slightly, glancing up at my penis before returning to the pillow.
Ah! Wife! So you weren't asleep either!! I told you: you wanted it too. At first,
you were too scared because my penis was sleeping there, but now that it's snoring, you've gotten bolder, haha, you little devil wife!!!
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I grabbed my wife's panties and pulled them down. She lifted one leg, supporting herself on it. I took the panties
off, revealing a faint yellow stain on the snow-white sanitary pad. I placed my hand on my wife's vulva. It had been days!
I hadn't touched her at all! I used my hand to tease her vulva, my fingers stimulating her inside. She was wet. I
turned her face towards me with one hand, and we kissed. My hand teased her vulva while our mouths met. My wife
moaned softly, "Ah...husband..." She was still lying on her side. Perhaps her neck was sore from kissing like this, because she turned her
head away, glanced at my penis, and thankfully, was sleeping soundly. I pulled my hand away from her vulva and unhooked her
bra from behind. My palm cupped her breasts, kneading them, and I pinched and rubbed her nipples with my fingers like I was sending a telegram.
My wife moaned softly, "Oh...ah..."
"Is it comfortable?" I whispered in her ear, my desire rising.
"So good, honey, I want it!"
I knew it!! My little brother was really asleep, and my wife wanted it!!! Teasing my girlfriend might have aroused her
. My little brother was sleeping so soundly, and we hadn't been intimate for the past few days, accumulating a lot of passion. Her period was over, and her
sexy little hole must be empty/itchy. I turned her over, lifted her pajamas to her neck, and
she suddenly grabbed my hand, pointed to my little brother sleeping like a log on the floor, and put her finger in a "1" shape
to her lips. She meant: be quiet.
Yes, ma'am!!!
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I took off my vest and quickly pulled down my shorts. Yes, we had to do it quickly, in case my little brother woke up.
I pressed myself against my wife naked, and I deliberately adjusted my body, putting my nipples against my wife
's breasts and twisting them like "grinding soybeans," while kissing her neck. My wife cooperated by turning her
neck, and her expression was so beautiful and charming. I kissed my wife's breasts. Her breasts were perky, not very
large, and very elastic to the touch. The areolas were small, a light brown, with tiny, round nipples and a small indentation in the center.
If we got married and had children, milk would flow from that indentation—sweet milk. But for now, I
wanted to taste it first. I'm like a child. Hehe! I stuck out my tongue, teasing my wife's nipple with the tip,
licking the areola in circles, like writing with a brush. My tongue licked my wife's breast like it was dragging on the floor, the tip tasting salty.
I glanced at my wife out of the corner of my eye; she was sweating slightly, her mouth open, her neck arched back. Her expression was particularly alluring
and dreamy, her eyelids drooping as she enjoyed herself. I looked again at my penis on the floor. Thankfully, it wasn't awake; its
snoring was quite loud. My wife opened her eyes and looked at my penis too.
"Sleeping like a pig," I whispered. She didn't dare laugh out loud.
My tongue continued its journey downwards. Abdomen...lower belly...pubic hair...I supported my wife's thighs with both hands
, spreading them wide open. My wife was so wet down there; her entire vulva was a dark reddish-brown, probably
from the stimulation. Girls' vaginas are generally tighter, unlike the looser vulva of mature women. So
her labia majora weren't fully open, and her labia minora, like a shriveled little tube, peeked out slightly. Egg-white-like vaginal
fluid flowed out, even onto her anus. I admired this "vagina." My girlfriend tilted her head back and glanced at me, then reached out and
pressed my head down. Oh, she wanted me to kiss her vulva. I took it into my mouth. Kissing is mouth to mouth, and
"licking the vulva" is also mouth to mouth, haha. I spread my wife's vulva apart with both hands, kissing her.
I could clearly taste the salty/sultry flavor. I used my fingers to probe her vagina, and I saw her clitoris, a tiny pink
dot. I licked it with the tip of my tongue, trying to push my mouth as far inside as possible, wanting to bite the clitoris, but I just
couldn't reach it. However, my wife was clearly enjoying the stimulation, twisting her hips, arching her back, covering her
mouth with one hand to try and avoid making a sound, and grabbing my hair with the other.
Ouch! Wife! Be gentle!!
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At this moment, my girlfriend closed her legs. I peeked out and asked, "What's wrong?" My wife pointed to the clock on the wall, indicating that she needed to 　　hurry
up. I climbed on top of my wife. Lying underneath, she glanced at my penis and whispered, "Hurry up." 　　I got up first, took out a condom from my pocket (it had been sitting there for several days), tore it open, squeezed out 　　the air from the sac, and skillfully put it on. I lay on top of my wife, and she shifted her position, pulling her skirt 　　down to cover her breasts. I held my penis in one hand and used the other to push my wife's thighs apart as much as possible. 　　I found my wife's vaginal opening and slipped in easily. My wife frowned, her mouth open, and she 　　dared not make a sound. She shrank back, her legs clamping around my buttocks. I thrust quickly, 　　kissing her as I did so. I licked her earlobe and whispered, "Have you wanted me to fuck you these past few days?" 　　"Yes..." 　　"Does it feel good?" 　　"...Good...husband...fuck me..." My wife's hands gripped my back tightly, her legs involuntarily 　　moving, clamping my buttocks tightly. She dared not moan, but the pleasure was unbearable 　　, so we kissed, silencing our sounds. 　　At this moment, both my stomach and my wife's stomach were sweating, sticking together. I got up and pulled out a pillow 　　to place under my wife's waist. I used my thighs to spread her thighs as wide as possible. My wife was so wet, and with 　　the heat, the wetness mixed with sweat made my penis feel like a fish swimming in water—slippery and incredibly pleasurable. My wife, 　　responding to my angle, thrust her hips forward, her vagina squeezing my penis tightly, contracting and relaxing.

It felt so good. I looked down at my wife's vulva: her full labia majora were turned inside out with each thrust of my penis
. They looked especially rosy, a truly stimulating sight.
I thrust quickly, deliberately alternating between fast and slow, the head of my penis rubbing against her vaginal opening a few times before
I thrust again. My wife's face contorted with pleasure, biting her lip, her hands gripping my back.
My girlfriend's vagina was so tight; I felt it completely enveloping my penis. Warm, slippery, and
wet, my wife's hips began to sway rhythmically back and forth. I watched as her nipples and breasts flushed red,
her nipples already erect and standing there. I gently scratched her nipples with my fingernail, and my wife's breathing quickened,
the rhythm of her hip movements slowly increasing. I saw her eyes at that moment; they were glazed over. They were filled with ecstasy. I nursed
her breasts, like a baby, suckling at her breasts, her long hair all disheveled.
I felt my climax approaching. In one room, three people—my girlfriend and I were making love, her younger brother
was sleeping next to us. The scene, the atmosphere—the tense, almost thuggish feeling only heightened our excitement. Looking down, I
could see my penis completely submerged in her vagina, and as she moved her hips in sync with my thrusts, my penis
was intermittently visible. I was going to ejaculate!! I couldn't hold back any longer! My whole body convulsed, and a gush of hot semen
spurted out like a fire hydrant…
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Ladies and gentlemen, the description seems quite lengthy, but actually, our encounter only lasted a few minutes.
The sensation of making love in that special environment was so stimulating that my ejaculation was quick. I suddenly felt completely refreshed. My penis was still
inside my girlfriend's vagina. I asked her, "Is it good?"
"Yes, honey, it's so exciting!" My wife glanced at my penis. "He's not awake yet, is he?"
"No, honey, after we send him away, do you want to go again tonight?"
"You rascal, you're so strong!" She poked my ear. "Get up, go wash up."
I slowly took out my penis, went to the bathroom, opened the window, and threw it out. I washed my genitals. My wife put
on her bra and panties and came in. We kissed and hugged each other. She also washed herself. After making love, I felt
much cooler. We lay back down and quickly fell asleep. Around 4 o'clock, we both woke up. My brother
was still unaware that his sister and future brother-in-law were making love next to him while he was sleeping. But my brother is smart.
Guess what he saw? I hadn't thrown away the condom box; it was under the sofa. My brother picked it up and looked at
me.
"Brother X, what's that?" Haha, little brother, can't you read? You know perfectly well what you're asking!
"Oh, it's your sister's classmate's," I answered quickly, a sly smile flashing across my brother's face. Haha.
That night, after seeing my brother off, we returned to our place. That night, we had another passionate encounter
—but that's another story.

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