Seven years of marriage

The train finally pulled into the station—home! It feels so good to be home, to see Dong'er (my wife) and the kids again! And to eat noodles again! This trip took over twenty days, and I never felt this way while I was away. The closer I got to home, the stronger the feeling became.

"Daddy!" I heard my child's clear, loud, and affectionate voice as soon as I entered the building. "Daddy, I missed you! Did you buy me anything yummy?" It wasn't that she missed her dad, but that she wanted him to bring her something delicious—this little glutton!

"I did, but it's for Mommy!" I said with a smile.

"No, you promised to buy it for me!" Niu Niu cried.

"Daddy bought it; he was just teasing you!" Dong'er said to the child with a smile.

I went inside, put down my luggage, picked up Niu Niu, and kissed her rosy little face.

"Have you eaten?" Dong'er asked.

"Not yet, I don't want to eat on the train," I said, putting Niu Niu down.

"There are still noodles here, still warm, eat up!" Dong'er said.

"Niu Niu, let's grab some snacks, but we won't eat them today, we need to sleep now, we'll eat them tomorrow, okay?" "Sweet treats!" Niu Niu happily took the snacks and went into the bedroom, Dong'er followed. I quickly finished my noodles and sat on the sofa, thinking about how Dong'er and I would "fight" later.

It had been a long time since I'd watched a DVD, so I took out two "adult films" that Dong'er and I had taken ourselves. One was taken in our second year of marriage, and the other in our fifth year; we've been married for seven years now.

The first time Dong'er and I watched an "adult film" was in our first year. At first, Dong'er was embarrassed, but she was attracted by the intense and passionate scenes and couldn't help but secretly watch them. After watching them a lot, she got used to it.

That time, Dong'er and I watched an adult film together. After only five minutes, Dong'er's "little sister" (my term for her genitals) was already soaking wet. So I unzipped my pants, took out my penis, picked Dong'er up and placed her on my lap, pulled down her panties a crack, and "plop," I slipped inside.

That time, we imitated the positions in the film and did it for forty minutes straight—it was so great! But Dong'er didn't really like Western adult films because they were too direct, just endless sex. She got bored after watching too many, and there were many perverted practices. However, she could learn some techniques from them, such as foreplay, oral sex, and hand sex.

In subsequent sex, we unconsciously used these techniques, and they were very effective. This saved me a lot of trouble; otherwise, I would have had to teach her everything one by one. In this respect, I'm grateful to those men and women who are willing to dedicate themselves to adult films.

However, I want to remind everyone that you shouldn't watch too many adult films, otherwise men will only feel inferior, and women will learn masturbation. Because pornographic films, in order to attract attention, mostly feature Western men with very large penises. Asian men could never achieve that size even with rigorous training. Claims of "penile lengthening surgery" are all scams, just like breast augmentation surgery—you spend money and harm your health. And if a woman enjoys masturbation, a man simply can't satisfy her; she only finds pleasure in self-pleasure.

Dong'er prefers watching Category III films with plots, such as *Sex and Zen*, *I'm Crazy for You*, and *Lady Chatterley's Lover*. Sometimes when I'm not around, she even enjoys watching them.

Once, Dong'er asked me, "Are all of these true? Do people really want to do this? Are there really that many perverted practices? Some are somewhat interesting, while others just make people feel disgusted." "They've already filmed it, so how can it be real or fake? It depends on how you look at it. It corrupts young people, but it also teaches them something. Actually, some practices are neither right nor wrong as long as both partners can accept them and get pleasure from them. However, I can't accept promiscuity, seduction, or hunting. It's pure fucking perverted!" I said, "But now I think your oral sex and hand sex skills have improved very quickly!" "That's all thanks to the teacher's excellent guidance! But why do some people in the videos wear masks?" Dong'er asked again.

"Some are perverted, and some videos are self-filmed by couples, so they don't want others to see their faces," I added. "

I see!" Dong'er seemed to finally understand and nodded: "A teacher is a teacher!" When we filmed the first one, I was worried that Dong'er wouldn't agree, but she only said "I hate it" and agreed. It seems that the previous education had worked.

That day, after lunch, we dropped the kids off at the grandparents' place and rushed home. I took a shower first, thinking it would be better to be clean. After showering, Dong'er sat casually on the sofa in her bathrobe. A woman after a bath is truly beautiful; her hair was fresh and flowing, the neckline of her bathrobe was low, revealing her cleavage and a smooth, firm thigh, with her semi-transparent panties peeking out.

I drew one curtain, leaving the other open (there were no buildings in front of us) to let in enough light. "Let's begin, comrade," I said, turning on the camera and adjusting the focus.

"How do we film?" Dong'er asked earnestly.

"First, film a beautiful scene (meaning without exposing genitals), then an A-rated scene, and then film us doing it together." "Why not film you alone?" Dong'er asked indignantly.

"What's so interesting about filming a man? Just a stick!" I said.

"I'm going to film it! Even if you don't watch, I will! Otherwise, don't film at all!" Dong'er pouted.

"Fine, fine, I'll film, okay? I'm really impressed." I said helplessly.

"That's more like it." Dong'er smiled mischievously, "Help me take it off." "I love doing this!" I put down the camera, sat on the sofa, and gently pulled Dong'er's bathrobe off her shoulders. Her two snow-white breasts were revealed, and her nipples seemed to have been prepared, standing there erect for inspection.

I gently pinched them, and Dong'er laughed and dodged back; as soon as I untied the bathrobe, Dong'er's body was exposed to the world, and Dong'er subconsciously squeezed her legs together. Her pubic hair was particularly abundant (it is said that women with abundant pubic hair have a strong sex drive. I don't know about other women, but Dong'er's "sexual interest" is indeed very strong, of course, this is all due to our careful cultivation), and her poor panties could not cover it at all. I pulled down her panties, and Dong'er cooperated by lifting her buttocks, and her panties disappeared.

I couldn't resist sucking on her nipple, my hand slipping between her legs. "Mmm, stop it, wait until we're done..." Dong'er said, and I reluctantly withdrew my hand.

Dong'er stood in the middle of the living room, radiating unparalleled youthful radiance: flowing hair cascading down her back, rounded shoulders, proudly erect, hemispherical breasts, a flat yet firm abdomen, and thick pubic hair that completely covered her alluring vulva. Her small, firm, and upturned buttocks were full and pert, and her smooth legs were posed in a captivating way.

"Do you know what I'm trying to say?" I asked. Dong'er shook her head. "Goddess! Just looking at her is a pleasure, let alone holding her in your arms," I said, and Dong'er smiled proudly. So I quickly took a 360-degree panoramic shot, and Dong'er changed poses to cooperate.

"Okay, now for a close-up, starting with her breasts." I zoomed in, focusing the lens on Dong'er's breasts. These breasts are so tempting! Round, firm, and upright, it makes you want to grab, knead, and pinch it.

I'm not bragging, but very few breasts can compare to Dong'er's. Even the leading ladies in porn movies aren't quite there. That's why many of my friends envy me.

Once, a few buddies were drinking together, and one of them said, "Ah Yong is so lucky! Your wife's breasts are gorgeous. You have to grab them like this." He stretched out both hands, making a grabbing motion: "Look at our wife, you can only grab them like this, five fingers pinched together, like grabbing a grain of rice." The guys burst into laughter. I blushed a little, but I was secretly delighted.

"Now we need to strike some special poses," I said. The first pose was to have Dong'er sit on the sofa, raise one leg and spread her legs as wide as possible to fully expose her vulva. Unfortunately, her pubic hair was too thick, so you could barely see her vulva.

The second pose was to have Dong'er kneel on the sofa with her buttocks facing the camera, her upper body turned to look at the camera. Unexpectedly, Dong'er turned around and made a face, even wiggling her buttocks. This wiggling caused her breasts to "dance" as well, looking both seductive and playful.

The third pose was to have Dong'er stand with her back to the camera, then bend over and spread her legs, holding her calves with her hands. This way, her buttocks were completely facing the camera, and her genitals were fully exposed.

This pose was too tempting! Dong'er's legs were straight and spread apart on the ground, her legs were elastic and smooth; her anus looked up at the sky, her two thick labia majora seemed to open and close, revealing an alluring slit, surrounded by a thick pubic hair, her two breasts dangling in mid-air. Anyone who saw this pose would want to do it, or else they'd be a eunuch!

The last pose was one that Dong'er absolutely refused to do: it was to have her sit on the bed, raise her legs high to fully expose her vulva, and use her hands to spread her two thick labia so that everyone could see her clitoris directly. Dong'er said this pose was too...

Two years ago, Dong'er was a pure and adorable girl, unaware of matters between men and women. Now, she has transformed into a stunningly sexy woman—thanks to our excellent guidance.

It's truly unpleasant when couples are reserved or pretend in front of their loved ones. In terms of sex, men generally hope their wives are passionate, open, and even a little promiscuous, but not excessively so, and only want this from them. Women feel the same way.

As the saying goes, "Women don't love men who aren't a little bad." Every woman hopes her husband is a master of sex, not only considerate and tender but also skilled at guiding her to the peak of orgasm. In matters of sex, men certainly bear more responsibility than women. No wonder that after one time, Dong'er said she was a "sexually blessed" and lucky woman, grabbing my penis

as she spoke. For her, sex is a joyful, exciting, and novel experience, a pleasure that often leads to orgasm—a feeling beyond words. But she also felt sorry for some women:

of the six women in her office, only she and Xiao Li were truly satisfied with their sex lives. One woman had never experienced an orgasm in three years of marriage, and the other three had only experienced it a handful of times. They all envied Dong'er immensely.

I said I felt the same way. My wife was impeccable in character, personality, and figure. Especially her figure—she had the perfect figure I'd always dreamed of, and she was incredibly "sexy" during sex. Dong'er pinched me lightly.

I quickly added, "It's the 'sexy' part, not the 'slutty' part." (Sometimes, a woman's vagina does smell a bit "sexy.") Dong'er was so annoyed that she kept hitting me with her small fists.

"Your turn," Dong'er snatched the camera from my hand. Now it was my turn to be at a loss, because men have so little to offer and don't have many good positions. I had no choice but to take off my clothes and strike some impressive poses.

Dong'er filmed and laughed, making me a little embarrassed and at a loss for words. "Don't move, let's get a close-up of your little brother." Dong'er zoomed in on his penis and filmed for a full two minutes.

"Time for the dragon and phoenix scene." I set up the camera, got into bed, and hugged Dong'er. Dong'er was especially charming today, with a special kind of anticipation in her eyes. We looked at each other, our lips met, my hand cupped Dong'er's breast, then slid down to her lower body, and Dong'er's little hand grasped my penis.

Soon Dong'er's body began to writhe, and she became wet. I lay down, pointed to my penis, and Dong'er understood. She rubbed it a couple of times with her hand, then took the glans into her mouth, moving it in and out very seriously. I remember when I first asked Dong'er to give me oral sex, she refused, saying it was unhygienic, but mainly she was embarrassed. I didn't force her, but each time I licked Dong'er's clitoris, it felt so uncomfortable.

Later, after watching too many pornographic films, Dong'er accepted it and even offered to give me oral sex one time, on the condition that I couldn't watch her. So Dong'er covered her head with the blanket and started giving me oral sex. After a while, seeing that she was getting into character, I suddenly pulled the blanket off, making Dong'er blush bright red.

Perhaps because of her inexperience, she swallowed too deeply at once, and my penis pressed against her throat, making her a little uncomfortable. I patted Dong'er's little bottom affectionately, telling her to take it slow. From then on, Dong'er's oral sex skills improved greatly, almost becoming a little pump. (If you don't control it well, it will quickly drain you dry. Be careful!) While Dong'er was giving me oral sex, my hands weren't idle either; one hand was dedicated to her breasts, and the other reached for Dong'er's buttocks. Good heavens, the little girl had already spat out a lot of saliva. I rubbed her labia with my fingers and suddenly inserted them. Dong'er was completely unprepared, wanting to speak but unable to, letting out a low growl. Her vagina involuntarily contracted, making her look quite comical.

As my fingers moved up and down inside her vagina, Dong'er's buttocks began to writhe incessantly, and her juices flowed uncontrollably. I was suddenly aroused and pulled Dong'er's buttocks to my mouth, beginning to perform the "sucking technique."

At this moment, Dong'er not only writhed her buttocks, but her whole body began to undulate, her body undulating like waves from back to front.

The time was right, and I immediately mounted her, inserting myself from behind. Dong'er let out a soft "hmm," as if saying, "Finally in, I can enjoy myself now.

" "Backdoor blooming" is one of my favorite positions because I can't see her face, so I can do whatever I want. More importantly, I enjoy watching the "buttock waves" as my penis hit Dong'er's buttocks, wave after wave, quite a sight to behold. Moreover, we could hold one breast in each hand and play with them freely without having to worry about Dong'er's "expression."

Then it was Dong'er's turn to take center stage. She loves riding horses (both front and back), and she had a particularly good time that day.

To ensure the quality of the filming, we tried to pose in the best positions and with the most stimulating parts facing the camera.

When we watched it later, we found the effect to be quite good: especially the final "sprint" scene. At the moment of ejaculation, the penis trembled and surged forward, and the scrotum contracted continuously, as if it wanted to penetrate the vagina. A gush of heat poured out, and Dong'er's vagina convulsed repeatedly, gripping the penis even tighter, as if afraid it would run away.

The second film was shot in the fifth year. This time, we were much more comfortable and uninhibited, and we tried all sorts of positions and used props. We agreed to prepare a sexy outfit for each other. I prepared a "feathered three-piece suit" for Dong'er, with a feather on each nipple, two feathers on her vulva, and one feather on her buttocks. It looked quite playful and cute on Dong'er.

Dong'er prepared a black transparent thong for me. The front fabric barely covered my penis, with half of my balls sticking out. When I stood up, my penis would peek out. The back was completely bare, with only a black thread running through my buttocks. (Is this even human clothing?) There were a few scenes of Dong'er that were extremely provocative yet still cute: one was sitting on a chair, playing with her breasts with one hand and inserting her fingers into her vulva with the other, tilting her head back and closing her eyes as if "enjoying" it; another was pouting, looking down at her lower body, one hand behind her back, the other holding a banana between her legs, as if saying: Eat up, you little glutton!

I wasn't going to be outdone, and I struck a pose: first, the "007" type, shirtless with a tie hanging down, wearing a black suit jacket and only briefs, legs apart, holding two toy guns (children's toy guns), looking like I had a "heavy responsibility on my shoulders." Next was a completely nude pose, still standing and holding two guns (one toy gun, one my own "gun"). Then, naturally, came a thrilling battle of the century, ending perfectly with two engagements.

"What are you thinking about? Grinning to yourself." I didn't know when, but Dong'er had appeared beside me.

"Thinking about those good old days!" I replied.

"You mean they're not good anymore?" Dong'er asked with a smile.

"They're better now, and we need them more!" I pulled Dong'er into my arms: "Did you miss me?" Dong'er nodded. "Where do you want to go?" I asked. Dong'er wrapped one arm around my neck and placed the other hand naturally on my penis. "I want to go everywhere!" "I think it's mainly this part." I also slipped my hand between Dong'er's legs, and the two of us started kissing passionately and began to take off each other's clothes.

I suddenly noticed that Dong'er was wearing a new set of lingerie today. "Does it look good?" Dong'er asked me expectantly. "This outfit looks so different on you!" I praised her sincerely.

"Of course, it's a designer brand! I saw it twice at Lianyang but couldn't bring myself to buy it. It's nice, but too expensive. I only bought it the day before yesterday when I saw it was 50% off." Speaking of this, I have to say that Dong'er is indeed a good wife in this respect. From the moment we met, she has never spent money recklessly, but she is never stingy when it comes to spending money that is necessary. For example, she has never hesitated to buy me suits, computers, digital video cameras, or to buy my mother a new color TV.

That year, we decided to give our parents some money every month. Guess what Dong'er said? She said, "Give the money to your parents! My parents are still working and have income, so there's no need to give them any. It's not too late to give them money after they retire." I was really touched after hearing this. Although Dong'er is not very old, she is kind-hearted and understanding. Where can you find such a good girl? What do you think? Gentlemen, work hard! It was also to be fair to Dong'er and the child.

But Dong'er was very stingy with herself, buying few and inexpensive clothes. Although they looked good on her, I always felt guilty towards her. That time, Dong'er saw a set of underwear she liked at Huadu, but after seeing the price, she hesitated and couldn't bring herself to buy it. The opportunity to test me had arrived. I brought enough money to buy it and gave it to Dong'er on Valentine's Day. Although Dong'er said it was unnecessary and a waste of money, I could tell from her eyes that she was very happy. This was not just about the money, but also represented her husband's true feelings. After

taking off everything that needed to be taken off, Dong'er grabbed my bulging little brother and said with a smile, "Are you feeling pent up? Auntie will give you a massage." After saying that, she started licking my glans with her little tongue while stroking my penis with her hand. In just a few minutes, my little brother was drooling.

Dong'er saw that the time was right, so she immediately lifted her leg and straddled the "horse," sitting the entire penis inside, and began to "exercise." Meanwhile, I grabbed one breast in each hand and kept kneading it.

Five minutes later, we changed shifts. I made Dong'er kneel on the sofa armrest. The little girl's mouth was already full of "water" (a euphemism for vaginal discharge). I slapped Dong'er's little bottom twice and then thrust in with a "plop," starting to pump rhythmically. After a few dozen thrusts, I lifted one of Dong'er's legs, making her doggy style to continue the attack. Finally, I simply flipped Dong'er over, grabbed her legs, and continued with the "doggy style."

Dong'er reached her climax, one hand on the sofa, the other vigorously rubbing her breasts. Her lower body was already overflowing with fluid, the love juice flowing down her thighs to her anus and onto the sofa.

"Ah...ah...oh...oh oh oh..." Dong'er's cries grew louder and louder. The more she cried, the more excited I became, thrusting faster and harder, as if all the energy I had accumulated over the past twenty days was going to be used up today.

Later, I got really tired of standing and said, "Let's do it on the bed!" Dong'er wrapped her arms around my neck, and I wrapped my arms around her legs, carrying her into the bedroom as we made love. Niu Niu was already asleep and didn't notice us at all.

I put Dong'er on the bed and continued on top of her, her legs tightly wrapped around my body, as if afraid I would run away. Because of the vigorous movements, the bed kept moving, and suddenly Niu Niu rolled over. We stopped immediately. Seeing that Niu Niu hadn't woken up, I became unrestrained again.

"Be gentle, don't wake the child," Dong'er reminded me. I nodded and continued to do as I pleased.

After a while, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and was startled: Niu Niu was sitting on the crib, looking at me. I immediately rolled off. "Niu Niu, be good, Mommy's here." Dong'er quickly got up and hugged Niu Niu:

"Baby, do you need to pee?" Seeing that Niu Niu didn't need to pee, Dong'er lay down with the child and coaxed her to sleep, leaving me there alone.

But my little brother was getting restless and still wanted more, so I pressed myself against Dong'er from behind, parted one of her legs, and inserted my little brother into her from behind. Dong'er turned her head and said in a low voice, "You're so annoying! Can't you wait a bit?" "I'll do it gently, it's okay!" I said. So Dong'er coaxed Niu Niu to sleep, while I continued working from behind.

After a while, Niu Niu started snoring again, and Dong'er sat up, as if she had a deep grudge, and said, "See how I deal with you!" Without saying a word, she pressed me down on the bed, mounted me, grabbed my ears with both hands, and started moving my little brother up and down rapidly, muttering, "I told you not to make trouble again, I told you not to make trouble again..." Luckily, I diverted my attention to my little brother, otherwise I would have ejaculated prematurely.

Because I was going at it too hard, Dong'er couldn't take it anymore after a while, crying out repeatedly, "Ahhhhh... ah... ah... oh oh oh oh oh... oh..." Suddenly she stopped, her eyes tightly closed, her lips clenched, saying, "Don't move, don't move..." Then I felt her vagina spasm in waves.

"You think I'll just stop like that?" I laughed, "Young man, don't rush, now it's my turn." I braced myself on the bed with my elbows and started thrusting upwards from below, "No, no, no... ahh

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