Go to Beijing with my wife

I've always wanted to write about the years I've spent with my wife—from meeting her, getting to know her, falling in love, to staying together—but each time it's just a thought; I haven't had the time to actually write it down. So, I'll just casually write about some memorable things that have happened over the years.

Last year, during the military parade, my wife and I went to Beijing. We stayed at her cousin's house and had dinner together.

That night, we stayed at the InterContinental Hotel. To be honest, I usually stay in budget hotels when I travel, and rarely in places like this. Going to a hotel really shows how much better the quality is compared to the price. A walk-in closet, a large bathroom, a large bed, a large desk—the atmosphere was fantastic. With such a wonderful atmosphere, I felt it would be a waste not to do something.

We've had a habit for so many years: when we're in our own private space, we immediately strip naked. My wife turned on the TV, randomly picked a program, and started watching, playing on her phone. I went straight to the bathroom, turned on the bathtub faucet, rinsed the tub, and then started filling it with water. Then I went to the bedroom, opened the window, and lit a cigarette. After finishing a cigarette, I checked the water level in the bathtub and brushed my teeth. I played on my phone for a while.

When the water was almost full, I got up and lay down in the tub. Good hotels are different; even the tub has small pillows at both ends.

Lying in the tub, I saw my wife still playing on her phone through the glass partition, so I asked her if she wanted to soak with me. She said I shouldn't wait for her and went ahead with her. The tub wasn't a double tub, so it was a bit cramped for two people. We had to find a comfortable position, but my wife refused and just leaned against my arm in an odd position. I stroked her arm and her chest. Aside from the slightly uncomfortable position, we were quite comfortable cuddling and chatting. The first time I brought her home, she got drunk with her friends, and I also cuddled her in the bath.

We soaked in the tub for about 20 minutes before she got up to brush her teeth. After she finished washing up, I got out.

I grabbed her from behind and started kissing her ears. My wife called me a pervert. I thought, if I wasn't a pervert at this moment, would I still be a man?

I turned her around and kissed her for a long time, then picked her up and placed her on the sink. I continued kissing her along her ears. She liked it when I gently bit her with my teeth, but occasionally, if I bit too hard, she wouldn't yell "Gently, it hurts!" like in many novels. Instead, she just slapped my shoulder. That's probably the biggest difference between Northeasterners and Southerners.

When I licked down to her warm vulva, there was a lot of fluid. I think some of it was leftover from showering, and she was also quite wet, just with a milder taste. I licked in this uncomfortable position for a few minutes until my legs started to hurt.

Then I carried her off the sink and into the shower, where I sat on the wooden stool. She came in after me, knelt down, and started sucking on my penis. My wife is naughty; whenever she's uncomfortable, she makes me uncomfortable too. She knows how to kiss me to make me feel good and how to kiss me to make me feel bad. I decisively asked to change the battlefield. She didn't want to walk by herself, so I carried her to the chaise lounge in the bedroom. I hastily spread a bathrobe on it, then lay on top of her and we did 69. As I mentioned before, my wife always gets aroused by my licking, but after a few times, when she felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen, she wouldn't let me lick her anymore. Then she kicked me off her and made me sit on the chair at the clinical desk. She lit a cigarette for me and put it in my mouth. She then knelt down and diligently sucked on my cigarette. I always enjoy her deepthroating. Each time, very little of it is exposed. She has learned from experience through repeated deepthroating. She

has never gagged. This is one of my favorite parts: smoking, acting like a big shot, and verbally disciplining her.

"Do you like eating my dick?"

"Yes, I like watching my dick get bigger and harder in my mouth."

"You're so horny, do your male friends know?"

My wife said, her words slightly slurred, "So what if they know! They can see it, but they can't have it!"

"Tell me, do your male friends fantasize about you, think about you when they're with other men, or fantasize about you hitting them?"

"I don't know! There were definitely some before, some people messaged me saying they dreamed about me, and some even boldly said they fantasized about me. But since I've been with you, I've deleted a lot of people, there's no point in contacting them anymore!"

"Tell me, if you're giving me a blowjob right outside the window, won't the people outside beat you up?"

"Let them beat me up!"

"What if they want to?"

"Then they can all come at me." My wife smiled at me with a smug look.

Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore. After finishing my cigarette, I picked her up and swept everything off the desk (actually, there wasn't much on the desk, after all, it's a hotel, not our own home). I put her on the desk and immediately got my penis on top of her.

"Wife, you're so tight, it's like the first time every time. If you bleed a little, you could sell yourself." I teased my wife. "I don't know, it hurts so much every time I come in, it feels like I'm going to burst," my wife said, her voice trembling with tears. "Wife! You say your pussy is so tight, if you were to sell yourself, how much would you charge per time?"

My wife hit me and said, "How would I know? I've never sold myself!"

"With your pussy, I wouldn't let you sell yourself for less than ten thousand yuan a time!"

My wife chuckled and said, "Honey, then wouldn't that mean my pussy is edged with gold?"

As she cried out in pain and we talked, I slowly thrust into her. At first, she clung to my neck, but after a few thrusts, she couldn't take it anymore. She had to support herself on the table with her arms and eventually lay down on the desk. Actually, in this environment, I had already wanted to ejaculate. So, we changed locations. She knelt on the edge of the bed, supporting herself with her hands, and I came from behind. One hand on each side, the other hand touching her anus. She felt great too. Normally, when she gets aroused, I send her to climax in one go, otherwise I have to build up that feeling later. At this point, I started my own little engine. My wife was bracing herself on the bed with her elbows, gripping the sheets tightly, her other hand pressing down on mine, urging me to thrust. When she felt enveloped in heat and went limp, I didn't last long before ejaculating.

I hugged her from behind and lay on the bed for a few minutes. Just as I was about to come out, she broke free, covered her genitals with one hand, and ran to the bathroom. Afterwards, my wife and I took a shower, held each other in bed, and chatted idly. Almost simultaneously, we both picked up our phones to play. Sigh, people these days can't live without their phones; it's not like before.

For the next two days, I spent time with my wife at tourist attractions, had two meals with her relatives, and did what I did in the evenings. Then I boarded the high-speed train back to Nanjing.

[The End]

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