【Full House】(00-04) 【Author: wangwang5188】

Author: wangwang5188
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Prologue:

Flowers may fade, and green leaves may eventually fall.

This is our story, which may not be accepted by you, but what does it matter? We simply live as we
please , happy and content, without harming anyone or damaging society. We
choose our own lives and are responsible for them. Everything that happened to us was so accidental, yet so natural! After much consideration,
I decided to write about what happened! When I shared my thoughts, I received
support ! They kept telling me to be truthful! I was very happy! This is our story. You may
not believe it, but it is the truth. Let me slowly tell you about our unique life!

Chapter One:

My husband (or at that time, my boyfriend) Yang and I met in college. He started pursuing me when we first entered college,
and we naturally got together. I won't go into details here!

After graduating from college, we didn't separate like other couples. Instead, we decided to stay
in the city where we graduated and work hard together. When we first graduated, we were poor students with little ambition for material life.
To establish ourselves, we chose to rent a tiny one-bedroom apartment in an urban village! As you probably
know, urban villages are a melting pot of all sorts of people, with dark, cramped alleyways. They flood when it rains, and the alleys are constantly dripping water! It
was a terrible and unsafe place! Even so, we lived there for almost two years!

Later, our salaries improved slightly, so Yang and I discussed moving out to a better neighborhood! But after a round of searching,
we couldn't find anything suitable! The better ones were either expensive or too far from our workplaces in the suburbs. The cheaper
options , and still expensive. With our meager salaries

, we were stuck in the middle! Just when we were worrying about this, a turning point came! Ming, our college classmate
and best friend, like us, chose to stay after graduation. He now lives with his girlfriend, Mei,
and they said they've been dating since high school. Mei also came to this city after graduation to work
hard .

After graduation, a few of us would often go out for meals, play pool, and watch movies!
Having two true friends in a city far from home made us feel less lonely. One day, we met up for dinner, and our conversation
drifted to renting an apartment! It turned out they were also struggling with this issue, so we quickly agreed to share.

With one more person sharing the burden, finding a place became much easier. We soon found a
place ! It was a two-bedroom, two-living room apartment with a kitchen and a bathroom, although the kitchen was a bit small. The location was convenient, the neighborhood
had nice landscaping, and there was even a basketball court and a swimming pool!

We couldn't wait to rent it. We bought some economical yet beautiful furniture from IKEA, decorated it
nicely, and gave it a touch of chic. Xiaomei is a very skillful girl; she not only grows flowers and raises fish, but
also turned some old bed sheets into beautiful tablecloths, instantly elevating the style of our home! With our careful arrangement
, our home became warm and comfortable, a far cry from our previous life in the urban village, filled with
the feeling ! And so, our four-person shared apartment life began.

Chapter Two:

My husband, Yang, is an athletic guy, tall and strong, a real man! He always dresses like an
athlete ! But he always seems a bit goofy, though I love his silly side, and he's quite handsome too.
Ming? He's the refined type, wearing big black-rimmed glasses, with a clean-shaven face and medium-length
hair. He's about 1.73 meters tall, not as tall as my husband, and has an honest, simple,
and cute look.

Xiaomei is a perfect match for him, the cute and sweet type. Although she's only about 1.59 meters tall,
her proportions are perfect, chubby and adorable, and what's especially enviable is that on this petite body,
she has a pair of huge breasts. In eight words, she's a petite loli with a baby face and huge breasts! I don't know
how many otaku and older men she attracts on the street!

Compared to Xiaomei, my chest can only be described as small, making me so envious! I wonder
if tall people tend to have smaller chests? Not to brag, but I'm almost 1.7 meters tall, though
a little short, haha... looks like God is fair after all. Although I'm tall, I don't have a large frame;
I have a slim waist and slender legs, and a pretty perky butt. Compared to Xiaomeizi, I'd say I'm the sexy type!

After sharing an apartment for a while, we got along really well, probably because we're close friends, our ages and interests
are compatible. We also agreed to split all utilities. Most importantly, those two idiots,
who lived in the same dorm for four years in college, are now living together again, so we can play games and watch movies together, having a blast.
Xiaomeizi and I cook together, binge-watch TV shows, research cosmetics, and have become best friends.

Everyone gets along well, but it's not as convenient as living alone. At home, I have to dress
more conservatively. Also, when I'm intimate with my husband, it's not as pleasurable because the soundproofing isn't great. I'm afraid to make out
loud noises, always holding back, just soft moans, afraid he'll hear and feel embarrassed.

At first, it was fine. It was winter, and I was wearing fleece pajamas. Even without a bra underneath
, I wasn't worried and didn't feel any inconvenience. But when summer came, the weather in the south was just too hot
. What girl wouldn't want to go home and immediately free herself from the bra that had bound her all day? But out of shyness,
I could only wear it at home and take it off when I went to bed.

That day was so hot. As soon as I got to my room, I took off my bra and let out a long sigh: "Honey, it
's so hot. Don't you want to wear a bra at home?"

"Then don't wear one!" my husband said casually while playing on the computer.

"What? You don't know the pain of women. Wearing a bra at home in this heat!"
I complained.

"That's why I told you not to wear one," my husband said, still engrossed in his computer.

"Just playing around, all you ever do is play around." I was very unhappy. "What if I get seen naked?"

"Seen naked?" My husband turned around at this moment, grinning, and said, "Your two little apples?"

"What? You dare to complain that I'm small! I'll beat you to death." After saying that, I ran over and gave him a good beating.

"Wife, I was wrong, I was wrong. It's a watermelon, it's a watermelon!" My husband covered his head and begged for mercy.

"Damn it!" I beat him up again. "What should I do? You really don't want to wear it?"

My husband suddenly pushed me onto the bed, pinning me down. He grabbed my breasts and started kneading them,
lewdly grinning, "I told you, if it's uncomfortable, don't wear it!" He then lifted my pajamas and put his mouth to
my nipples, sucking on them, his tongue swirling around.

"Ah... um... but... um... someone will see... um... ah..." I gasped, "Ah...
what should I do?"

"You're not naked, and Ah Ming doesn't have X-ray vision. How can he see?" My husband looked up.
"If anyone's complaining, it's me! Even in the dorm, on hot days, I only wore underwear.
Now I have to add shorts and a tank top. You have pajamas over it, what are you afraid of? Besides, you're so firm,
even without a bra, probably no one can tell!"

I shoved my husband's head back down, letting him continue. I liked the feeling of having my breasts licked. "Then I won't wear it at home starting
tomorrow !"

"Okay," my husband replied.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a strange stimulation, and I could clearly feel a lot of love fluid flowing out from below.
The stimulation to my husband was also stronger than usual. My husband slowly reached his hand towards my private parts and touched them.
"Wow! What's wrong with you today? So much fluid is flowing out." My husband said with a lewd smile, "It's been a long time since I've seen you like this!"

"Ugh! Don't say that! I'm shy!" I hugged my husband tightly and buried my head in his chest.
My lower body involuntarily pressed tightly against his, and my buttocks twisted, bumping against his penis! It was as if my body
wanted his little brother to enter me quickly. That night, I suppressed the pleasure of sex, biting my lower lip and letting out a low
moan. But I wanted to shout it out loud, I really wanted to!

Chapter 3

After discussing with my husband last night, I decided not to wear a bra at home the next day. I completely freed my
breasts and let them breathe freely. But I didn't expect that something would happen that night!

That night, I took off my bra and carefully watched TV in the living room wearing my pajamas. Ming and her husband were also in
the living room, but from what I observed, Ming didn't seem to notice. I sat comfortably on the sofa watching TV, feeling
great.

Then the problem arose with Xiaomeizi. I don't know if she did it on purpose or was just naturally naive. She came out
of the shower and sat next to me. Soon after, she stared at me blankly, fiddling with her wet hair. I was completely
baffled

. "Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked, puzzled. "Is there something on me?"

"No, something's missing," Xiaomeizi smiled smugly, pointing to my chest and saying in a high-pitched voice,
"Sister Li isn't wearing a bra today!"

Good heavens! She really knows how to hit a nerve! Is she really that naive? As soon as she finished speaking, Ming and Yang both
looked in our direction. My face flushed red instantly, filled with embarrassment and anger. I couldn't let myself be the only one embarrassed;
I had to drag someone down with me.

"You brat, let me check if you're wearing anything too." Before the girl could react,
I grabbed Xiaomei's large breasts with both hands, catching her red-handed. "Haha...you dare say that? You're not wearing anything either."
So Xiaomei wasn't wearing anything either. I then grabbed her breasts a few times.

"Ah...Sister Li is bullying me!" Xiaomei cried out, protecting her chest. "No way, I'm going to get revenge!"

She lunged at me, trying to grab my breasts. Of course, I wouldn't give in so easily. I protected my own chest
while launching an attack on hers, grabbing and kneading them. Xiaomei was
ticklish , reaching out to rip my clothes. I was wearing a loose t-shirt that day, which she ripped off in no time
, revealing two small, white breasts.

For some reason, perhaps out of revenge, I also ripped off Xiaomei's clothes, revealing two mounds
of white flesh. With Xiaomei laughing incessantly, her large breasts jiggled uncontrollably.

The two men tugged at each other's clothes, staring at each other for a few seconds before remembering Ming and Yang were still nearby. They
quickly let go and pulled their clothes back. Only then did they realize the two boys were already staring intently , drooling.
They blushed so deeply they wanted to disappear. Xiao Meizi, being more outspoken, said, "Don't look! No one is allowed to look!
You perverts!" She pouted, pointing at the two drooling lechers.

"You're the perverts," Ming said, still staring intently at them.

"Exactly! Exactly!" my husband immediately chimed in. "Such a steamy scene, are we men if we don't look
?"

The two boys were already erect, paying their respects to us.

"I hate you two, you perverts! Your wife's been seen naked, and you're still so shameless!" Xiao Meizi huffed and puffed
as she leaned over and hugged me. "Sister Li, protect me!"

Xiao Meizi's actions eased the tension considerably. I hugged her and said, "Little sister,
don't cry. These shameless men are just like that. Ugh, let's go to our room and browse Taobao." With that, I pulled
Xiao Meizi into our room, leaving the two boys standing there bewildered.

Once inside, Xiao Meizi stuck her tongue out at me, and I smiled awkwardly. Xiao Meizi laughed along
, and the two of us burst into laughter as we lay down on the bed.

"Sister Lily, your breasts are so bouncy, they feel so good to touch." Xiao Meizi rolled over and pressed herself
against , her large breasts pressing against my chest.

"Tch, stop comforting me," I said, poking her chest with my finger. "You're making fun of me. A full stomach
doesn't know the hunger of an empty one. What woman wouldn't want a chest like yours?"

"Sis, you have no idea how envious I am of you. Having big breasts is tiring. Bras are all large sizes, not
cute at all. The nice bras are all small sizes. Besides, your breasts are so elastic. Mine are like water bags, too soft."
As she spoke , Xiaomei sat up halfway, grabbing her breasts several times.

"Showing off, huh?" I said, grabbing them a few times myself. "What man wouldn't like your papaya-like breasts?
So big, so perky, not sagging at all. I'd want to grab them a few more times too."

"Sister, you're so annoying." Xiaomei said, reaching out to touch my breasts as well. "Ming said he likes
small breasts."

"Hahaha, he's like eating meat and thinking about vegetables. You believe him? He's a lecher, he wants everything."
I made a disdainful face.

Actually, our current position was very strange; two women touching each other's breasts, and I even rubbed them with my hand.
I pinched Xiaomei's nipple, the pressure just right. Xiaomei let out a soft moan,
leaning against me. Her hand simultaneously kneaded my nipple. I could tell it was a completely
unconscious action, not revenge, but for some reason, the feeling was peculiar. I groaned too.

Neither of our hands left each other's chests. Xiaomei even nuzzled her head against my neck,
which back to reality. I quickly helped her up. "Hey, Xiaomei, you don't like this kind of thing, do you?"

"It's my sister who likes this kind of thing! It's normal that I didn't know, it's just…" Xiaomei was a little shy. "Oh dear,
it was an accident! I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going home."

She ran out, leaving me standing there bewildered.

But after this awkward moment, I felt much more natural, not as reserved as before. I didn't even wear a bra at home anymore
, and it felt like we were much closer!

Chapter Four:

Later on, I didn't have so many worries. As the weather got warmer, Meizi and I dressed more casually,
just when we lived alone before. We wore whatever we wanted!

However, I could feel Ming always pretending to look at me, intentionally or unintentionally! I knew he was spying on me; I always
felt his gaze wandering over me. I felt him staring at my chest, sometimes at my butt
and legs! He would even find excuses to get closer to me and then secretly glance at my neckline, stealing glimpses of my chest.

At first, I was a little shy, but then I thought, what's the big deal? Women outside wear super low-cut tops, super short skirts, and shorts
on the street without fear of exposure. My situation is nothing! Besides, if I weren't pretty enough, he wouldn't be looking at
me. Thinking like this, I actually felt quite pleased. And for some reason, being spied on by him like this gave me an
indescribable thrill, a very wonderful feeling. I seemed to enjoy his gaze. Sometimes, when I felt him spying on me,
I would deliberately expose more, and then I would find his exaggerated expressions when he tried to cover it up funny.

At the same time, I also discovered that my deadbeat husband is the same way, always sneaking glances at Xiaomei. Yang is
so much taller than Xiaomei, and Xiaomei has a big bust, which makes her neckline quite low. My husband, always trying to be attentive, stands next to her
, so he probably sees quite a bit! I think Xiaomei must have noticed too; women are very good at detecting this kind of
voyeuristic behavior. What I don't understand is that Xiaomei doesn't seem to be deliberately stopping my husband from doing this. On the contrary, she's wearing
increasingly lower necklines, revealing a large cleavage. Ming hasn't stopped her from dressing like this either. Does
Xiaomei also enjoy the thrill of being spied on?

We rarely have the chance to be alone together, as our work hours are basically the same. One time, because my
company was rushing to finish a project the previous week, I had to work an extra day! So I got an early weekend off. I remember that day was extremely hot and humid,
without a breath of wind. I was home alone, wearing a thin white lace Japanese-style onesie nightgown,
the sleeveless kind. The dress was rather short, only covering my hips a little, and it was slightly see-through. My usual pajamas are
a bit more conservative than this, at least not this short or thin.

I was watching TV with the fan on, the sweltering heat making me listlessly slump on the sofa. Around
noon, I suddenly heard the door open. Who's back so early?

"Who is it?" I asked casually.

"Me, it's so hot outside! What are you doing home?" It was Ming. "I

had a day off, no work today. Why are you home so early? Don't you have work?" I asked.

"No," Ming said, walking towards the water dispenser, "The company had a power outage this afternoon, so I came home early
. It's so hot." He poured himself a large glass of water and drank it.

"Oh!" I replied weakly.

Ming turned around while drinking, suddenly spitting out the water and coughing, quickly
covering his chest with his hand.

"What's wrong? Drink slowly, no one's going to take it from you." I glanced at him.

"No, it's nothing!" He quickly waved his hand. "You look really good today."

Only then did I realize he had been staring at me. My legs were spread open on the sofa, my underwear completely exposed to his
eyes . I quickly pulled my legs back and put them down. But I felt quite amused by his words. Women
love to hear compliments. I suddenly lost all my shyness. It was just a glimpse of my underwear.

Whether out of boredom or amused by his spraying, I suddenly wanted to tease him. "Am I beautiful?" I said in a slightly
coquettish tone .

"Beautiful, you're so pretty!" Ming took a chair and sat opposite me, his expression slightly excited.

"Are you really that beautiful? Look, you're spraying water." As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly realized that my
words seemed too ambiguous.

"Beautiful, beautiful everywhere, beautiful everywhere. Seeing the automatic spraying is a tribute." Ming
finished my sentence with a lecherous expression.

I wasn't going to be outdone. I said, "Where are you beautiful? Where are you beautiful?" I even pursed my lips as I spoke.

"You're beautiful everywhere, perfect." Ming was a little excited.

"Tch, you're just being perfunctory! How can you be beautiful all over?" I pretended to be angry.

"Really, I'm not lying!" Ming said urgently, "You have a slim waist, long legs, and are so fair-skinned! Just like a model!
And...and..."

"And what?" I asked in a coquettish voice, "Ugh, just tell me!"

"And your breasts are beautiful!" Ming said shyly.

"Liar! Don't you guys all like big breasts?" Although I was happy he said that, I did
n't show it. Instead, the thought of a man and woman discussing my body made me feel a little hot!

"Not necessarily. True beauty comes from breasts that are proportionate to your body!" Ming said excitedly, "
A slender with big breasts might not look good! On the contrary, I think your current size is perfect for you.
And they're very firm, like you're wearing bras! And they're not small either, almost a C cup!" Seeing that I wasn't
angry , Ming continued to talk non-stop!

His praise made me incredibly happy, but I couldn't show it. "Look at you! You talk like
you're an expert!"

"I'm not an expert, but I know how to appreciate beauty," Ming said, taking another sip.

I couldn't hide my joy. "Is it really that beautiful? Do you like it?" I don't know why I
asked that question!

"I like it," Ming seemed surprised by my question, pausing slightly, "I love it!"

"Hmph!" I said, feigning anger. "I don't think you appreciate it at all; you're just secretly spying on me. Don't think..."
"I didn't notice." Whether intentionally or unintentionally, I unconsciously blurted out that he had been spying on me.

"Hehe." Ming chuckled awkwardly, "Um, well, it's just that I sometimes glance at you because you're pretty."

"You pervert, I'm ignoring you." He said, putting his feet up on the coffee table again.

I pretended to be angry and ignored him, leaving only the sounds of the TV and fan around us! The scene was slightly awkward! But
my body was restless, and my buttocks involuntarily wiggled a few times. I pretended to watch TV! After
a few minutes, I secretly glanced at Ming and found that he was staring at my lower body. I then realized that
because the fan was placed diagonally opposite me, the air blowing from it was constantly lifting my nightgown,
exposing my underwear to Ming's view!

I knew that putting my feet on the coffee table would expose my lower body. Did I deliberately put them up there
to let Ming spy on me? Do I have an exhibitionist tendency? No, it definitely wasn't intentional, I thought to myself, denying
that I did it on purpose. But my legs didn't retract; they remained in the same position!

This feeling of being spied on excited me immensely. What was wrong with me? I was actually enjoying Ming's peeping!
A moment later, I felt a surge of sexual desire! Suddenly, I really wanted to have sex. I could clearly feel
a lot of lubrication flowing out of me. Enjoying Ming's voyeuristic gaze, my body even subconsciously spread my
legs slightly.

That tingling sensation was like an electric current coursing through my entire body, and I felt a pleasurable sensation in my vagina. Was I
really that horny? If this continued, I would orgasm. For the first time, I realized that my body could experience orgasm
without sex. No, I couldn't orgasm in front of Ming; I'd scream. I
immediately pulled my legs back and pretended to ask, "Have you had lunch?" My voice was very soft.

"Um, not yet," Ming's voice sounded a little awkward. "

Then I'll go make some noodles!" I said, immediately standing up and heading to the kitchen. If I went any further, my underwear
would definitely be soaked!

"Okay!" Ming replied and followed me. "You make me some noodles, and I'll help you!"

"You pervert, what are you saying!" I didn't turn around and quickly ran to the kitchen.

"Hehe, I meant noodles, don't overthink it." Ming followed me with a grin, clinging to me relentlessly.

Actually, what help was needed for making noodles? But I didn't refuse Ming! The kitchen was small,
and it was quite cramped for two people. Ming kept walking back and forth, pretending to get this and wash that. Every time he passed behind me!
Several times when Ming passed behind me, his buttocks were pressed against mine. I was wearing very thin pajamas, and I could clearly
feel his erection. Every time he passed, it lightly brushed against my buttocks, making me feel a tingling sensation all over my body!
This time he went even further, pretending to get something from the cabinet, and he actually pressed against my buttocks!

"Are you here to help or to take advantage?" My tone didn't sound reproachful at all; it was
even a little coquettish!

"I bumped into you by accident! The kitchen is too small," Ming said, trying to explain, but he showed no intention of leaving.
We remained close together, me cooking noodles in front, him pretending to fetch something from behind, his lower body pressed tightly against me.

"It's not so small that you have to be pressed against me like that."

"It was an accident, there's a wall behind me, there's nowhere to move," Ming argued.

"Did you get that thing?" I asked, my voice lowering.

"No." Seeing that I didn't seem to be blaming him, Ming pretended to look for something again, his lower body thrusting against me
several more times.

It was so exciting, a mix of the thrill of an affair and the feeling of first love. Yang and I hadn't felt this passionate in a long time
. I was a little lost, neither objecting nor agreeing, and we stood there
blankly .

"You're so sexy," Ming suddenly said, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Does being sexy mean you can act like this? Would you act like this when you see a sexy girl outside?" I pretended
to accuse him .

"No! I'm not that perverted!" Ming said anxiously. "I've never done anything
bad ! I'm not a perverted lecher. You have to believe me! I don't know why, I just think you're especially beautiful."

"Okay, okay, I know you're not! I think you're just lustful, even a sow looks beautiful to you!"
Seeing his aggrieved look, I couldn't bear to say anything more to him.

"What! I'm really not that kind of person, and you're not a sow either." Ming said urgently.

"What, you dare call me a sow?" I turned around and punched his chest with my hand. Unexpectedly, my unexpected action
made our position even more ambiguous. We were pressed together, and because we were wearing thin clothes and our height difference
wasn't that big, Ming's penis was pressing against me. I could feel his temperature and hardness, and suddenly my legs went weak,
and I fell down. Ming quickly caught me, and I fell into his arms. This sudden accident made
us both freeze there, remaining motionless in that position. Ming's head was pressed against my right cheek, his
breathing rapid and his breath increasingly hot. He gripped my hand tighter and tighter, and I could clearly
feel his erection rising higher and higher, lifting my skirt along with it. My whole body
went limp, my legs went weak, and I involuntarily leaned closer, completely enveloped in his
embrace . Ming gently rubbed his face against mine a few times, whispering, "Li, can I touch your
breasts?"

Completely out of my mind, I instinctively murmured an "Mmm."

With my permission, Ming slowly moved his hand towards my breast. When he placed his hand on it,
a powerful wave of pleasure washed over me. I bit my lower lip tightly, letting out an uncontrollable
"Mmm ," my breathing becoming even more rapid. I hadn't felt this kind of pleasure in a long time; it was
the same feeling when Yang touched me for the first time.

I wonder if other women feel this way too, the first time their boyfriend touches their breasts, the feeling is incredibly intense,
and they can't help but moan. But after a while, the pleasurable sensation diminished considerably. Sometimes,
when Yang touched me, I didn't feel much at all. I always thought it was because my breasts had been touched so often that their sensitivity had decreased. But
today, when Ming touched me, that long-lost feeling returned. My lower body was already soaking wet, and I couldn't help but
rub my face against Ming's, my lower body unconsciously twisting and thrusting forward. Ming's hands were trembling a little at first, but
seeing my response, he became much braver, and his kneading became less hesitant.

Ming slowly became unsatisfied, his hand gently lifting my nightgown, wanting to reach inside and touch me. When his hand touched...

As I touched his skin, I suddenly snapped awake. Yang flashed into my mind, and a wave of guilt washed over me. Only one thought crossed my mind: I couldn't go on like this; something bad would happen. I couldn't betray Yang. I gripped
his hand tightly and whispered to Ming, "Stop, please! Okay?"

"Hmm," I replied, surprised that Ming agreed so easily. I was afraid he wouldn't stop; I always thought
men were devils when they acted impulsively. It seemed Ming was actually quite nice, and I felt a surge of affection for him. Ming
helped me up: "Let me help you out!"

"No need, I'm going back to my room! You eat your noodles." With that, I dashed out and into my room.
I vaguely heard Ming say, "Sister Li, I didn't mean to. Please forgive me!"

[To be continued]

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