【Human Touch】(4)

Part 8: Honeymoon
Trip Every trip brings unexpected surprises. Perhaps it's because when you're in a new place, you
unconsciously let go of your inhibitions and outward appearances.
After our wedding that year, we used our honeymoon to travel together, enjoying a carefree life as a couple.
Unlike others who prefer big cities and scenic spots, we preferred quiet, rustic, and remote rural towns
, where we could escape the hustle and bustle. Of course, we could also relax and enjoy our romantic getaway.
We took a train first, then a bus, and finally arrived at this quaint town nestled in the mountains.
Scattered across a flat area in the valley were some buildings with a distinct local style. A clear stream flowed along the edge of the town
, truly a beautiful place with lush green mountains and clear waters, the air incredibly fresh.
I never expected to find a well-equipped hotel in such a mountain town. Although it only had two floors
and about 20 rooms, I was surprised to find that each room had a bathroom with access to the mountain hot springs
. I put down my backpack and immediately rushed into the bathroom, stripped off my clothes, and basked in the gentle
caress of the clear, warm spring water. A little while later, my husband came in completely naked. He carefully washed my body and then
tenderly made love to me.
After the shower, my husband made me change into a very short denim skirt, with a thong underneath that barely covered my private parts
, and a light, strappy blouse with no bra underneath; my long, white
legs were bare, and I wore strappy flat sandals. Then he dragged me out to stroll around the town. I knew what my husband was thinking
; he wanted to play the exhibitionist game with me again.
The setting sun cast its last rays through the green shade of the mountains. Although it was summer, the temperature in the mountains was
several degrees lower than in the city, and a gentle breeze made the heat of the city feel nonexistent. We strolled leisurely
along the town's only main street, glancing left and right at the few shops and restaurants. Actually, to the residents of the small town
, I was more like a moving spectacle. Wherever we went, men and women alike stared
and pointed. I knew they were interested in my revealing clothes and sexy body. These
gazes aroused me, and I felt aroused.
My husband led me into a small restaurant. It was crowded, the small space filled with
locals eating and drinking. This was probably the only place in the town where people could relax; the men often
sat there eating, drinking, chatting, and playing cards. When we entered, everyone stared
at me with wide eyes. Frankly, my beauty and sexiness always attracted attention.
We finally found two empty seats at a table. My husband and I sat with three local middle-aged men
, my back pressed against the back of a man at another table. My husband ate while
chatting with the three men at his table, asking about local customs and traditions. My attention was focused on what was behind me,
because as soon as I sat down, a hand began to subtly caress my buttocks. After a while, I felt my
skirt being pulled up to my waist, almost exposing my entire buttocks. I was about to make a sound when my husband
promptly stepped on my foot, stopping me from making a fuss that might cause a commotion.
A somewhat lewd atmosphere gradually filled the room. Although the men were still shouting and drinking,
their eyes were fixed on my body, and the three men opposite me, while unable to see my buttocks, could
see my erect nipples and most of my breasts through my tank top. This scene made me feel
tense and embarrassed, but also excited and thrilled. My mind immediately conjured up
scenes from American Westerns: a woman being gang-raped by a group of burly cowboys in a bar in a remote town.
Fortunately, the people here were honest and kind, and my husband's presence emboldened me. After quickly finishing my meal, I grabbed
my husband's hand and ran out of the small restaurant. Back in the hotel room, I couldn't wait to strip my husband naked, push
him onto the bed, straddle him, and immediately begin a frenzied lovemaking until he could
no longer get an erection.
The next day, we slept in late, waking up after 10 a.m. I woke my husband,
we ate something at the hotel, and then I dragged him, still complaining of exhaustion, up the mountain. The tranquil, lush green scenery
gradually roused my husband, and he encouraged me to take off my clothes, saying we should capture my most
natural and beautiful image in nature. Just as I was posing and preening, I suddenly saw a boy appear
behind my husband who was taking pictures of me, and he saw my naked body clearly.
"Ah!" I screamed, quickly crouching down and covering my private parts with my hands. Hearing my scream, my husband
turned around and saw the stunned child standing behind him, quickly relaxing from his initial tension. He said to me,
"Don't make a fuss, don't scare the child," and turned to walk towards the child. The child was about to run
away when he grabbed him, saying, "Little brother, don't run away, don't be afraid, I want to talk to you for a bit
."
The child stopped, still looking at my husband nervously.
"What are you doing?"
"Gathering pig feed for the family."
"Oh, how old are you?"
"16 years old."
"Oh, is that your Chinese age? Is it 15?" My husband and I both know that children in rural areas usually use the Chinese
age system.
"Why aren't you in school?" my husband continued.
"I am, it's Sunday today."
"What grade are you in?"
"Sixth grade."
My husband and I both know that children in the mountains usually start school late due to poverty and inconvenient transportation
. It seems this child started primary school at age 10. By then I was dressed, and my husband asked me
to take a piece of chocolate from my backpack and give it to the child so we could continue chatting.
“We’re tourists from out of town, and we wanted to take some photos. Sometimes in our city, they
take nude photos like this, so don’t be nervous, okay?”
The child held a chocolate in his hand, not eating it, and looked at me, saying, “I know you. Last night my uncle…”
He said a slutty woman had come to town, her two white breasts sticking out. "
Oh, I think his uncle must have seen me at the small restaurant yesterday afternoon, maybe
one of the three men sitting across from me." Thinking this, I was amused by his words. "Little brother, sometimes we
dress like this in the city. Have you ever seen a woman's breasts?" I asked him, using his usual way of addressing her, a little teasing
.
My husband knew what I was thinking. He glared at me, his eyes calling me a shameless slut, and then
said to the little boy, "Your uncle is not as good as you. He only saw my breasts, but you
saw my whole body. Do you want to touch my breasts?"
I pushed my husband, meaning to tell him not to go too far. He not only didn't stop, but instead came over and pulled open my
collar, exposing my breasts, saying, "Come on, little brother, touch them." "As he spoke, he demonstrated
by kneading my breasts.
The boy hesitated, but the allure of a woman's breasts was probably too great for him. He finally came over, timidly
reaching out to grab a handful of my breasts, then another, and then he gripped my breasts tightly
, kneading them vigorously. Although the boy was young, his hands were already very rough, the rough lines and fingertips
rubbing against my tender flesh. His caresses were even more stimulating than my husband's. I kind of liked this stimulation, so I straightened
my chest, letting the two men knead my breasts.
At this moment, the boy's breathing became a little rapid, and the front of his shorts visibly bulged. My husband whispered in my ear
, 'Aren't you going to eat this young chicken? Don't miss this opportunity!'" "As he spoke, he stimulated my
breasts even more forcefully.
Stimulated by my husband and the child's hands, I was somewhat dazed, and unconsciously reached out to rub
the child's genitals. I felt that although the child's penis wasn't large, it was very hard, like a newly sprouted
twig. I was very curious about what a virgin boy was like. Although I had been with many men,
I had never experienced a virgin boy, and I really wanted to have that experience. Thinking about it, I pulled hard, and the child's
shorts were pulled down. Children in the countryside aren't particular; he was only wearing shorts, and once they were off, his
little thing was completely exposed.
It was such a cute little thing! Absolutely different from an adult man's penis; the base had just grown a few
pubic hairs, surrounding a small, white, fleshy rod, much prettier than an adult man's dark, ugly thing.
He..." His glans was still covered by the foreskin, with only a tiny glimpse of it peeking out from the wrinkled opening. I
gently pulled back the foreskin, revealing the pink, swollen glans with difficulty. Immediately, a pungent
smell of urine wafted out; it seemed the boy didn't bathe often, and his phimosis had allowed dirt to accumulate inside.
It took five wet wipes to clean the smegma from the boy's glans and foreskin. Then I
grasped the small, hard thing and slowly began to stroke it. After only a few strokes, the boy began to tremble, and I quickly
pinched the base of his penis to stop him from ejaculating. Then, I stroked it a few more times, seeing that his
glans was completely moistened with secretions seeping from the urethral opening, and I opened my mouth to take the cute little thing in.
But after only a few sucks, his semen gushed out uncontrollably, covering my mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself, I peed in your mouth." "The boy murmured fearfully
.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's my fault." I swallowed the semen in my mouth and quickly comforted him,
thinking to myself that I had hit the jackpot, tasting a virgin's semen for the first time in my life .
After helping him put on his pants, my husband and I chatted with him again. From his story, we learned that his name was
Xiao Jian, his parents had gone to work in another city, and he lived with his uncle. His uncle was 46 years old and,
due to disability and poverty, had never married. Yesterday, he happened to be sitting behind me and took the opportunity to stroke my
buttocks. This was also the first time in his life that he had touched such a beautiful and supple woman's body.
"Xiao Jian, here's twenty yuan, take it to buy books and things for school. Also, we're staying at
a hotel in town, do you know which hotel? Okay, then go home and tell your uncle to invite him and you
to our room tonight. Just tell him, don't tell anyone else! You must come, we're
waiting for you!" "When we broke up, my husband said this to the boy.
I knew what he meant; I wanted to stop him, yet I also craved that kind of adventure. That night, after dark, the
uncle and nephew came to our room as promised. Xiao Jian's uncle was very kind; to thank my husband for the
20 yuan he gave Xiao Jian, he brought us a lot of walnuts, mushrooms, and
herbs supposedly that could improve male sexual ability.
That night, in front of my husband, I made his bride
the first woman in the lives of the one-legged farmer uncle and the callow rural boy Xiao Jian. Our four-person sexual adventure continued until
the next morning.
The 9th article, 'The Wisdom of Sex
,' is about a person I met online..." We knew almost nothing about each other except our bodies
. For safety, I always asked him to wear a condom on our dates.
That evening, my husband was writing in his study while I was online in the bedroom when I ran into him again. We started flirting
. As we talked, we both got excited, and he asked me to come to his house right away so we could have sex, since his wife had taken
the kids to her parents' house—a rare opportunity. I checked the time; it was already past 9 pm,
and going out now seemed inappropriate. But I was burning with desire, wanting to see him, to see his house, and to
learn more about him. So, I told him to wait a bit and ran to my husband's study.
"What are you doing? Can't you see I'm busy? Don't bother me tonight," my husband
said, looking up at me as I lingered beside him.
"I'm not bothering you, I… I… I want to go out for a little while," I stammered, embarrassed.
"Are you crazy? Where are you going so late?" "Go, go, go to bed and wait for me, I'll be
done in a minute," my husband said impatiently.
"I really need to go out for a bit, W just asked me to come to his house online," I said more fluently this time.

"Oh, you two are meeting so late?" My husband knows W; they've chatted online before
, but never met. He also knows I slept with W.
"Just for a little while, okay? My dear husband," I started to whine. 　　"
How will you get there? Do you know where he lives?"
"He just told me, it's a bit far, so could you please drive me there?" Although I
can drive myself, I still wanted him to come with me.
"Can't you see I'm busy? Don't go, okay?" My husband said lazily.
"I want to take advantage of his wife being away to check out his place, to learn more about him, so I can feel more
at ease if we continue our relationship. Okay?"
"You always have so many excuses. Okay then, but let's make it clear, you can't stay at his place for too long!" My husband got up to
put on his coat.
I live in the south of the city, and he lives in the north. Although there weren't many cars on the road at night, it still took us about 20
minutes to drive there. When we got to his building, I called him, and he told me his floor and apartment number, and told me to go straight
up. I told my husband to go home first, saying W would take me back later. My husband said I was making a fuss and that he would wait for
me downstairs to avoid causing W to run all the way to the south of the city. I knew he was worried I'd stay at W's house too long, so I didn't say
anything and went upstairs myself.
When I entered W's house, I was surprised to find that he had arranged to meet another couple. I was a little unhappy,
but I didn't say anything. W noticed my expression and quietly told me that he was worried I wouldn't be able to come, so he had them come over
. The two were also his online friends, and we had hung out together twice before. I regretted coming so hastily
, but I couldn't leave now, so I stayed.
The group exchanged a few simple pleasantries. I learned the man's surname was Z and the woman's name was Xiaoyu, and I also told
them my name. Since we all knew why we were meeting, there was no need for any more pretense. But after everyone undressed
and lay on the bed, a problem arose. When W took condoms from the bedside table, she found there were only two left
. Since the two men wanted to have sex with both of us women, they would need four condoms
.
W said he would go out to buy more and would be back in about 30 minutes. I quietly told W that my husband
was waiting for me downstairs and I couldn't wear them for too long. I suggested I go back and do it another day, but W was reluctant to
give up the opportunity.
Then, Z said he had a solution and asked W who would go first. W hesitated for a moment and said that Z should go first
, since he was a guest. So, Z put on one condom, then put the second one over the first
, and then made me kneel on the bed. He entered me from behind. At this moment, W and Xiaoyu were embracing and
caressing each other, while Z was vigorously raping me.
The atmosphere in the room was incredibly lewd; several almost complete strangers were doing
what only the closest men and women do. I was infected by this atmosphere and quickly reached orgasm.
Z seemed not to have ejaculated; he withdrew from my body, pulled off the outermost condom, and handed it to W, telling
him to put it on before continuing to fuck me. Thus, the outer part of the condom only touched my body twice, while the inner part,
separated by another condom, didn't touch Z's body.
Seeing that W had entered me, Z pulled Xiaoyu over and, wearing the inner condom, vigorously fucked her.
At this point, the condom against Xiaoyu's vagina was clean, meaning Z was using new condoms when fucking both of us
.
Z and Xiaoyu reached orgasm almost simultaneously, but Z didn't ejaculate directly. Instead, he withdrew from her body first
, pulled off the condom, and then ejaculated onto Xiaoyu's buttocks. They both collapsed onto the bed, groaning and panting.
After resting for a while, Z handed the second condom to W, instructing him to put it on and have sex with Xiaoyu. At this point,
the outside of this condom had only touched Xiaoyu's body, while the inside, separated by the other condom, hadn't touched W.
I almost laughed out loud. It seems that men who are usually quite foolish possess boundless creativity when it comes to sex;
Z had easily resolved such a difficult problem.
W was fucking me hard, hoping I would reach orgasm quickly so he could have sex with Xiaoyu. However, my mind
was preoccupied with the condom issue, and I couldn't concentrate on my vagina anymore. Finally, W, panting, withdrew from my body
, put on the other condom, and went to have sex with Xiaoyu.
I quickly got up, tidied myself up, and left before W and Xiaoyu were finished. The whole process sounds complicated
, but it actually only took about half an hour. I didn't want to keep my husband waiting too long.
Sitting in the car, my husband seemed a little surprised that I had only stayed for such a short time. He probably thought I had only
gone to check on W's family. "How was it? Did you figure out their situation?" my husband asked, looking at me
.
"Yes, I figured it out now. Let's go home." As I said this, I remembered the scene from earlier and burst
out laughing.
"What are you laughing at? You silly thing!" my husband asked as he drove.
"I'll give you a riddle to see how much of a pervert you are." I explained the situation of two condoms and four people
, and asked my husband to come up with a solution. The rule was to have sex without cross-infection.
My husband thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution for two couples using two condoms without cross-infection
. After we got home and lay in bed, I stroked my husband's penis and revealed the answer. After listening, my husband
pointed at my nose and said, "How could you put all your thought into this? It seems you really are more than just lewd
!"
(To be continued)

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