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About six months after our stay at the Mei Lun Hotel, after settling the kids in, we went to Kaohsiung City for a trip. Since the Howard Plaza Hotel had just opened, we wanted to try it out, so we stayed there!
The Howard Plaza is located in the East Coast Tower in Kaohsiung; floors 59 and above are all hotel space, and floors 1-15 are a department store. I was so excited when we checked in because the room facilities were so new and beautiful! I took a shower first, and I noticed that there were two bottles of shampoo, but one bottle of shower gel was missing, so I asked my wife to call the housekeeper.
When the lady brought the shower gel, I was still washing my hair. My mischievous wife didn't tell the lady that someone was in the bathroom; she just brought it directly to the bathroom. Because the bathroom was really big, she only saw me—naked—when she turned a corner! She was clearly shocked! She screamed, holding the shower gel in her right hand and covering her mouth with her left, but her eyes were wide open, staring at my precious baby. The shower gel in her right hand then fell to the ground!
She quickly squatted down to pick it up, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Sir, I didn't know there was anyone inside! I'm sorry!" Even as she turned to leave, her eyes were still fixed on it! By the time she was gone, my wife was already laughing hysterically, so I called her in and gave her a
good scolding! After the shower, of course, we had to have some fun! This time, I dragged my wife to the ridiculously large window. It was already six o'clock, and I turned on all the lights. Since our room was on the seventh or eighth floor, the view was excellent. I made her stand on the windowsill, completely naked and pressed against the glass. She seemed incredibly excited!
I wanted her to give me oral sex in front of the entire city of Kaohsiung! I told her, "Honey, look, everyone in Kaohsiung is looking at your naked body. I'm letting the entire city of Kaohsiung admire her breasts." I spread her thighs, letting the entire city of Kaohsiung admire her pubic hair, and I also spread her labia, letting the entire city of Kaohsiung admire her genitals!
Oh! John, it's really not easy to get a woman this wet! She let me penetrate her right in front of the entire city of Kaohsiung! She was incredibly excited; the room was so large that even her moans echoed!
That night, we dined at the attached restaurant. As usual, I asked her to take off her panties under the table. She smiled seductively and pulled them off, handing them to me. I remember she was wearing a red thong that night; I smelled it—it smelled quite nice! She would occasionally lift her skirt while wiping herself with a napkin, letting me admire her thick, dark pubic hair. She would also frequently slip her hand inside my pants, stroking my penis! When no one was looking, she would wrap her panties around my penis and, while picking something up, lick the glans! Do you want to try it?
After dinner, we went shopping at Maru Department Store. We appeared calm on the outside, but our hearts were burning with desire! I couldn't help but think of the last time at the Hanlai Hotel; I wanted to do something naughty again! I started looking for a partner, and after a long time, when I got to the sports equipment section, I saw a boy with a baby face, about 18 or 19 years old!
Just to be safe, I wanted to test him a little. I had my wife walk up to him, deliberately getting close, and while bending down to look at something, she touched his hand with her buttocks. If a woman's buttocks were touched by your hand, wouldn't you feel it? She even deliberately turned her head to look at him; his reaction seemed a little guilty. Then, she took the opportunity to circle around to the front of him, bending down to look at the clothes laid out in the closet. The low neckline naturally revealed her bra and cleavage! Given this opportunity, where would your eyes be?
I saw that this boy was dressed simply and cleanly, with dark skin and handsome features; he seemed safe. Most importantly, his expression was shy and uneasy, and he kept looking inside. My gut feeling told me it was him!
I walked over and put my arm around my wife's waist, casually caressing her buttocks. Especially in front of him, I used my fingers to fidget with the back clasp and straps of her bra, deliberately making "thump, thump... squeak, squeak" sounds, which aroused the boy's strong sexual desire! I could see his genitals were already aroused.
I led my wife to a more secluded display case, then turned back to find him. He saw me walking towards him and looked quite nervous! I, with a nervous but stiff smile, walked up to him.
I said, "Excuse me, do you really like looking at that girl?"
He: "..." (Quite nervous and somewhat timid.)
Me: "It's okay, don't be afraid, do you really like looking?"
He: "I...I...I didn't mean to look..."
Me: "Want to see more...Stand here and watch carefully!"
I walked towards my wife's spot, glancing back to see if he had run away. Luckily, he was still there! I gave her another encouraging smile, put my arm around her waist, and told her my plan.
She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Just playing around, what are you planning now!" I could only shamelessly hug her with a smile and kisses, while glancing around. There were few people around, and no one seemed to be paying attention to us. Of course, at that moment, a pair of eager, lustful eyes were fixed on us!
I quietly and quickly lifted my wife's skirt, revealing her full, white buttocks. My wife was shocked! She hurriedly pulled down her skirt, punched me, and said, "What are you doing!" We both turned to look at the teenager. He looked bewildered, his mouth wide open, and he was actually quite cute!
I returned to his side with a smug smile and said, "Did you see that?" He was dumbfounded, his eyes and mouth wide open. I asked him again, "Do you want to see her naked?" His eyes widened even more! He was swallowing hard. I said, "She's my wife. We're staying at the Regent Hotel tonight. We're not afraid of being seen, we..."
I said a few more words, but he clearly didn't listen because his eyes were still fixed on my wife. I gave him my phone number and finally told him, "Call me after [time] if you want to see." Then I left him dumbfounded and went back to the room.
How do you feel after reading this? Can you imagine how you would react if someone was spying on your wife's body or watching her shower or change clothes? Back in the room
, my wife seemed a little nervous. I comforted her and said, "Do you want to get someone to give you a massage?" She disagreed and then said she wanted to take another shower.
While she was showering, the phone rang! It was him. His voice trembled slightly and sounded quite young. I repeated myself, "She's my wife. We're staying at the Regent Hotel tonight. We're not afraid to be seen, we..." Finally, I heard him say, "Are you trying to lie to me?" I said, "If you want to see, then don't be afraid! But you can only look, you can't do anything inappropriate, okay?" (I thought this should reassure him!) Then I told him the room number and waited for him to come up.
My wife came out at that moment. Although she had showered, she still felt a little wet and slippery. I told her, "Okay!" She asked me, "Are you really going to try?" I said, "Just stick to the principles." She didn't say anything more.
I wanted her to be fully dressed, especially her underwear. She had to wear the set we brought, the Calvinklein brand (it's my favorite brand; the designs are simple and elegant, sexy and eye-catching. They have counters in department stores and boutiques). The black bra was unpadded, so her breasts were clearly visible through the fabric, with thin straps. The panties had simple lace in the front, a thong, paired with stockings—oh! Absolutely stunning!
The doorbell rang; he was here! My wife quickly sat down at the desk while I went to open the door. He seemed a little hesitant, so I reassured him not to be nervous and told him to shower first. He seemed a bit confused, so I explained, "We like things clean, even a little bit obsessive-compulsive!" Without a second thought, he went into the bathroom.
Actually, I had a plan. Her underwear from earlier that day was in the bathroom. While not as revealing as what she was wearing now, it was still quite something for a young man like him! I figured he'd see it when he took off his clothes, and when he saw it, would he pick it up?
He came out shortly after, his face flushed and neck red. I led him to the sofa and, without saying much, I moved closer to my wife, taking her hand and leading her to the window. I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, gently kissing her neck, then licking her earlobes and behind her ears, caressing her body through her clothes, from her waist up to her breasts. I first caressed her breasts with both hands, then used one hand to touch her genitals, rubbing my genitals against her buttocks.
At this moment, the boy was on our right. I deliberately turned my wife's face towards him. Having had the experience at the Hanlai Hotel, I was much bolder! She looked at him with eyes full of desire, sometimes closing her eyes tightly because of my caresses, revealing the wrinkles that only mature women have at the corners of their eyes and brows, sometimes slightly parting her lips adorned with deep red lipstick.
I turned her to him, unbuttoned the front of her dress, revealing more of her breasts, and reached inside to caress her braless body, easily finding her erect nipples. We could both hear her deep breathing and soft moans. Her
legs were crossed and tightly pressed together, and I couldn't help but slip my hand inside her skirt. I touched her stockings, the skin of her legs, and the delicate, finely crafted camisole, and further up, I touched her cute, tiny panties. I must tell you, sometimes, a woman's underwear is just decoration!
At this moment, the boy's hands were still neatly placed on his knees. I unbuttoned the rest of her dress, and I think the boy could see her entire bra and part of the camisole, and of course, he could already see her erect nipples inside! I lifted the hem of her dress again, revealing her thigh-high stockings and garter belt. I saw the boy's eyes burning with lust; I figured he must think my wife was still naked. So I didn't lift her skirt further. Instead, I pulled the dress down from her shoulders, first revealing her entire chest, then her waist, then her garter belt, panties, and finally the stockings, before finally removing the entire dress.
At that moment, her body looked even more beautiful than if she were completely naked! I feel like I see my wife every day, and she becomes too familiar, but in this situation, the feeling is completely different. It's as if she's no longer my wife. It's like we've both fallen into a vortex of lust, a mix of pride and jealousy—I can't quite describe the feeling! If you have the chance, experience it for yourselves!
The boy's eyes seemed to barely close; he probably didn't want to miss a single moment. Perhaps because of his erection, his legs were pressed tightly together!
I still hugged my wife from behind, but didn't kiss her. I just kept caressing her, my hands slipping under her clothes to touch her body. All three of us were very nervous. Every time I tried to unhook her bra, she resisted, and the boy seemed restless. I thought a different approach would be better!
I called the boy over to us, and then I pulled one of my wife's bra straps down, revealing her left breast. My wife shyly turned her head away. Her breast was very close to the boy's; I think it could almost feel the warmth of his breath! But I pulled the cup back down, and then told him to pull down the other cup.
The boy hesitantly reached out, carefully pinching the bra strap, as if afraid his fingers would touch her skin. His focused expression was almost adorable. How to put it, John, when, or rather, how long has it been since you've truly put your heart into undressing your wife?
Before he pulled the strap down, because the bra was constricting, it was a bit tight and slightly sunken into her skin. He accidentally pulled the strap back, making a "Yay!" sound. This sound elicited a knowing smile from my wife and me; perhaps we both thought it was the nervousness of a child! And because of this sound, the tense atmosphere in the room eased.
My wife smiled and reached out to take his hand, guiding him to pull down her bra strap. This time, the strap came off easily, and of course, the entire bra cup came off as well, once again exposing her breasts to him. This time, he wasn't as nervous as before, but focused his gaze intently on her breasts. His wife, on the other hand, let him look freely, and he stared at them for a long time without restraint.
Suddenly, his wife asked him, "Haven't you seen this before?" He nodded shyly, and his wife gently stroked his cheek, saying, "So you've never touched it either?" He shook his head even more vigorously! His
wife then boldly placed his hand on her breasts, something that had never happened before, and I was momentarily stunned! Because during our previous encounters, she rarely reached out to touch other men, so why was she acting so strangely this time? I felt a little jealous, and even more curious! I decided to look at this "performance" from a different angle. I let go of my wife, sat down on the sofa, and looked at the woman I knew best and the boy I knew completely!
He held her right breast with one hand and stroked his chest with the other, while she held his waist with both hands. Slowly, she adjusted her bra cups again, then moved her hands to his shoulders. Perhaps because she was pressing down on him, I saw him slowly squat down until he knelt before her. As he knelt, his hands roamed along her bra, over her waist, garter belt, thighs, stockings, ankles, and finally to her shoes.
I think greed knows no age; his hands didn't stop there, but moved upwards towards her heels. I saw my wife's calves, thighs, and buttocks, now mostly uncovered, all exposed! I was incredibly anxious and excited. Oh! Can you imagine where your face is when you're holding your wife's buttocks with both hands? Now it was my turn to be at a loss! My darling had already involuntarily poked its head out to see this strange and unusual scene before me!
Thankfully! His wife didn't let him ravage her buttocks for too long. She gently pushed his hands away, letting them rest on her garter belt and panties, allowing the young man to freely caress the women's intimate clothing he couldn't normally touch, and on a real woman's body. His hands could feel the intricate structure of the lingerie and the soft fabric, and even touch the warm skin of a woman. Visually, he could even glimpse the thick, curly hair through the silk fabric. Next time, before you take off your wife's panties, enjoy this feeling first!
I think every boy, during his growth, has more or less fantasized about the opposite sex, and had the desire to peep at women's bodies. If he's lucky, he might actually peep at a woman's mysterious body, leaving an unforgettable impression for life. The boy in
front of me is now accumulating his first memory of his life bit by bit! He's now holding his wife's thighs with both hands, slowly bringing his cheek close to the front of her panties, his eyes fixed on the thick hair inside. I noticed that the tip of his nose seems to be touching his wife's panties! I was startled to realize, noticing the dramatic rise and fall of his chest, that he was inhaling the scent of his wife's genitals—a mixture of soap and bodily fluids—after her shower. I imagine she could feel his breath around her vulva.
My wife looked at me with alluring eyes, a smile lingering at the corners of her eyes and mouth. I saw her cup his head in her hands, stroking his hair, ears, and cheeks… Suddenly, her face contorted in surprise! He had buried his entire face in her crotch, his hands gripping her smooth, soft, and full buttocks clad in a thong!
My wife looked at me somewhat uncomfortably, but to appease my curiosity and desire, I nodded to her, indicating it was alright. She glared at me, and I could only manage a cheeky smile.
Once he had inhaled enough and opened his eyes, my wife helped him stand up, and then she began her offensive. My wife pulled his t-shirt out of his pants, and from beneath the hem, in a way I couldn't see, I could almost see her hand undoing his belt, or maybe pulling at his zipper. I noticed a look of horror on his face! (Hey, guys, think back to the first time you took your pants off in front of a woman!)
He seemed to want to stop her, but he quickly gave up because she had already slipped her hand inside his pants. I saw him suddenly open his mouth and stand on tiptoe. Ha! I knew my wife was using her usual trick on me, "stealing the peach"! He cried out, and we both burst into knowing laughter!
He was clearly embarrassed. His wife then generously and "kindly" kissed his cheek. (Why generous and "kindly"? Because he was still young!) His wife even stood on tiptoe to hug him and patted his back, just like the affection and comfort one would show to a little boy.
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The main reason we wanted to find a young boy to share sexual pleasure was for that innocence and safety, which is lacking in most couples' social gatherings!
Next, his wife boldly turned him around to face me and hugged him from behind. Her hands slipped under his shirt and slowly pulled it up, revealing his young but muscular physique. Her hands roamed over his chest, caressing his neck, pectoral muscles, and abdominal muscles. His nipples hardened from her caresses.
At this moment, his eyes were closed, perhaps because he was not used to my gaze in this situation! My wife, meanwhile, was touching him while watching my reaction, lightly biting his shoulder and earlobe… while I, in one hand, held my penis, slowly stroking it, enjoying this scene of my wife's eroticism!
Slowly, my wife placed her hand on his waist, found his belt buckle, and deftly and slowly unbuckled his belt, then continued unbuttoning his trousers. Since his zipper had already been pulled down by my wife, when his trousers were unbuttoned, the entire trousers loosened considerably. My wife pulled his waistband down to his knees—goodness! This guy was wearing dark blue bullet-shaped underwear, quite sexy!
At this moment, my somewhat wicked wife began to touch his penis through his underwear. I saw her palm fully open, pressed against his penis, while his underwear waistband was stretched open due to his erection, revealing pubic hair. My wife was still fondling his testicles through his underwear. Perhaps it was too stimulating or painful! He shifted his body restlessly.
My wife freed one hand to grasp his breast, while the other reached into his underwear. From my perspective, I could only see that she seemed to be holding his penis or glans, and the prostatic fluid seeping from his glans had already soaked his underwear.
Suddenly, my wife pulled his penis out of his pants. Wow! It was quite impressive! For such a young age, it was already almost as developed as mine, the length was comparable, but not as thick. I saw my wife holding his penis with her right hand, then pinching his glans between her thumb and forefinger, stroking and kneading it.
I could tell he was getting a little carried away; the secretions from his glans were increasing, he was probably about to ejaculate! I shook my head and waved to my wife as a warning, and she understood, stopping teasing him. Then she cupped his breasts in her hands and whispered something in his ear. We both looked at me sitting on the sofa, and then he took off his pants himself.
Now, before me stands a man and a woman, both dressed only in their underwear. At this moment, I truly don't want to think of her as my wife; I only wish I could see her as a sexy, gentle, beautiful, and wanton young woman next door—someone completely unrelated to me! It's a rather perverted thought! But don't laugh at me for being perverted. Isn't this just sexual stimulation between husband and wife? It's certainly better than your monotonous daily sex life! Perhaps even the legendary relationships between monks and nuns, priests and nuns, pastors and their wives, and believers have more variations than yours!
Now, I become a third party, a voyeur, a sex servant. I watch my wife's infidelity with a mixture of jealousy, unease, and unbridled pleasure, because I love her, and I want her to experience pleasure, any kind of pleasure!
Now she pulls him towards her, her arms wrapped around his back, while his hands frantically search for her nipples inside her bra. It seems she's both trying to escape his exploration and cooperating with his actions. Finally, he finds them! Having learned from his previous experience, he ripped down both of her bra straps, flipping both cups down, and to my horror, her breasts were now in his hands!
Soft breasts are a man's natural favorite! And firm nipples are a target of exploration for both men and women (as for that, we'll talk about it later!). He was no exception, searching for and sucking on her nipples. Perhaps he was using too much force, she said to him, "Be gentle..." but it seemed to be no use; he still excitedly buried himself between her breasts.
Helpless, she pushed him away, squatted down, and let him kiss her. I knew her technique best, and it didn't take long for him to figure it out! He started again, this time gently caressing her breasts, slowly kneading her nipples, and then lightly kissing the erect nipples. I saw his tongue tracing back and forth across her nipples, and I saw his front teeth biting her nipples, and as he licked and sucked unrestrainedly, she gradually showed her pleasure.
Ah! This was the feeling and image I wanted! Throughout, her eyes occasionally glanced at me; she was aware of me!
Then he knelt down, his hands moving along her breasts, waist, and down to the waistband of her panties. He boldly pulled the small piece of fabric aside from the front of her panties, revealing her thick, slightly curly pubic hair! He nervously gripped that most mysterious tuft of hair with his fingers, and I could see it peeking out from between them (you can imagine it yourself). His other hand held her buttocks, and slowly he pulled her panties down.
Now my wife was wearing a bra, garter belt, and thigh-high stockings, but her bra cups were pulled down, the straps hanging over her upper arms, and her panties were dangling from her thighs, so I could see her completely exposed. The most unsightly thing was the boy's wandering hands!
I figured I'd had enough, so I stood up, patted his shoulder, and told him to sit where I'd been sitting. I quickly pulled down my pants and, right in front of him, started penetrating my wife…
During the thrusting, I pushed my wife towards him. She knelt on the sofa seat between his legs, her hands gripping his head and holding onto the back of the sofa, seemingly in a woman-on-top position. I stood behind her, doing doggy style!
Initially, her hands were on the back of the sofa, but somehow they were now holding his head, their cheeks pressed tightly together. My wife was moaning incessantly, while he stared at me nervously, his hands still obediently gripping the armrests of the sofa, looking completely lost. I grabbed his hands and held my wife's waist, and then he started to do whatever he wanted… And you, the readers, can use your imaginations!
But I can generously tell you that during this process, my wife was simultaneously enjoying my thrusting and playing with his penis, and he had already ejaculated!!
Afterwards, the three of us went into the bathroom to shower together. Because the bathroom was large, my wife and I shared the shower stall, while he used the showerhead in the bathtub. I asked my wife if she wanted him to help her wash
, but she protested coquettishly, saying, "Last time in Wuhan, we didn't..." I ignored her and called the boy into the shower stall. I asked him, "Do you want to help her bathe?" He nodded vigorously with delight. I had no choice but to step outside and sit on the edge of the bathtub, watching my wife and another man taking a bath together.
Since we have a child, she acted as if she were bathing a child, while I, through the fogged glass, fantasized about what was happening inside: he was holding my wife, circling around her, searching her entire body, his lower body often pressed against her buttocks...
Did he go inside? I seemed to see her bending over, touching or washing his private parts, and then she knelt down. My vision told me: she was giving him oral sex. I wasn't sure, because I couldn't help but ejaculate again!

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