Desires deep within the heart 13

After that, Xiaoqing and I felt somewhat awkward. Neither of us mentioned the date, but I suspect Xiaoqing could sense my preferences. Afterwards, Brother Long asked me out a few more times, but I declined each time because I couldn't bring myself to ask my wife. I'm sure Brother Long contacted Xiaoqing too; she seemed to want to say something to me several times, but never actually said it. I felt incredibly pathetic, letting Brother Long and Jing play with us so freely. If it got exposed one day, or if I broke up with Brother Long and his wife and it got out, I wouldn't be able to live. My wife probably sensed my feelings too; she's been behaving very well lately, being virtuous and caring, taking care of the children and the house, and always cooking delicious meals for me. She's not very open when we're intimate at night, probably afraid I'll remember her promiscuous side. My wife took a few days of annual leave to go back to her hometown to see her parents; it'll probably be a week. I guess my wife usually keeps in touch with Jing, who's a close friend. On Friday noon after my wife left, Jing chatted with me, saying she missed me and wanted to make me oxtail soup. I was also feeling lonely, so after some hesitation, I went. Brother Long wasn't home. Jing and I drank some red wine. Jing asked why I hadn't been in touch lately, wondering if things had gone a bit too far last time. She said if I couldn't handle it, we could take it slow. I smiled and said no, I've just been busy lately. She said she'd contacted Xiaoqing several times, and Xiaoqing always said to listen to me, without mentioning that I was busy, just making excuses. She told me to tell her if I felt unwell. Gradually, we got into the mood. This time, Jing was surprisingly gentle, slowly pushing me down and giving me a massage with essential oils—a Dongguan-style massage. The technique was so soothing; it probably lasted about ten minutes. Jing asked if I wanted to see a video of her Xiaoqing, and I nodded. It seems there are still some I haven't seen after all this time. I wonder how many times Xiaoqing has been played with by them. This time, I mostly saw Xiaoqing kneeling and giving oral sex to Brother Long, kneeling and being fucked. While watching, Jing kept saying how submissive Xiaoqing was... I mounted her and ejaculated after a short while. I could clearly feel that Jing hadn't reached orgasm yet, not even once, and she had a somewhat resentful look in her eyes. I said I couldn't go on anymore, my body wasn't strong lately, and maybe when we returned to normal life, Xiaoqing and I wouldn't want to play anymore. Jing chuckled and said, "Is it you who doesn't want to play anymore, or are you two?" I said we both felt the same way. Jing smiled knowingly again, self-deceiving, she was so comfortable just now, and now she's forgetting about me. I didn't say much and went back to work in the afternoon. The next day, Jing said I hadn't performed well yesterday and wanted to make it up to her today. She wanted me to go to Wanda Plaza that night to spend the weekend with Brother Long, and said there would be a surprise. When I got downstairs, Brother Long picked me up and took me upstairs. When I entered the door, Jing had just changed her clothes and came out. I was momentarily dazed, and I thought I saw Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing also had the same sexy outfit: a lace dress with a deep V-neck and a short skirt. It was quite sheer, revealing her bra and thong. What I found most arousing was the leg ring on her left thigh and the ring around her neck, along with almost transparent high heels with thin soles that showed off her plump toes – very sexy. I complimented Jing a few times, and she came over with a giggle, acting all cute. I hugged her and fondled her for a while; her fleshy toes felt wonderful. Jing's phone beeped with WeChat. She answered it; it was a video call. She tapped the screen a few times without saying anything, then asked, "Want to watch?" I was confused. "Watch what?" she asked. "Watch the live stream." I laughed and said, "Of course! I've never seen a live stream before." Jing then fiddled with the TV, casting her phone screen to the TV. The room in the video seemed similar to ours. The phone appeared to be in the innermost part of the room, near the window, offering a view of the entire space. A man was in the room, calling out to the bathroom, "Are you done yet, baby?" There was no response. After a while, a woman emerged from the bathroom, dressed the same as Jing. Upon closer inspection, it was my wife, Xiaoqing. I looked at Brother Long and Jing with a puzzled expression. Jing chuckled and said, "Don't look at me. Your wife arranged it herself. They're in the room across the street. Go ask them if you don't believe me. I just had Mao Mao do a live stream for you, knowing what you like." She then playfully rubbed her foot against my crotch. I stared blankly at the screen, speechless. On the screen, Xiaoqing shyly approached Mao Mao, lowering her head in embarrassment as she drew closer. Mao Mao, shirtless except for his underwear, pulled Xiaoqing into his arms and began kissing her passionately. After a while, Mao Mao carried Xiaoqing to the bed, using both his hands and mouth to make her moan and writhe.
Seeing this, Brother Long and Jing also began their passionate act, leaving me frozen like a wooden post, unsure what to do. When Xiaoqing knelt on the screen, sucking and swallowing Mao Mao's long penis, I couldn't help but pull out my own and start masturbating. Mao Mao's penis was quite unique; the base was thin, and the head was exceptionally large, especially the outer edge of the glans, which felt several sizes larger than mine. Xiaoqing sucked on his penis with an almost worshipful, careful demeanor. Mao Mao even used the belt of her pajamas to tie Xiaoqing's hands behind her back, making it even more difficult for her to suck, as his penis kept popping out. When she was enjoying it, Mao Mao would press Xiaoqing's head down and perform several deep throats, causing Xiaoqing to choke and drool to drip onto the ground. While enjoying herself, Mao Mao said to Xiaoqing, "Be a good girl and suck, baby. Later, Daddy will use his big glans to scrape your vagina, okay?" Xiaoqing nodded vigorously, making "mmm" sounds. A moment later, Mao Mao gestured for Xiao Qing to lie on the bed, spread her legs, and guided his large glans towards her genitals with his right hand. From the moment he entered, I heard Xiao Qing tremble, a sound different from usual. Mao Mao first slowly inserted and removed his penis to let his wife get used to it, then he used his special technique: thrusting all the way in and then slowly pulling out, scraping the vaginal walls with the edge of his large glans. His wife felt incredibly comfortable as he pulled out his penis, her head held high and swaying from side to side, her vagina tightening to enjoy the friction from the large glans. Mao Mao's technique was also very skillful; he controlled his penis with his hand, scraping left, right, up, and down, making his wife feel like she was always on the verge of orgasm, or perhaps always on the verge of orgasm. I couldn't control myself anymore. My wife was having an affair in the opposite room, and I was masturbating here. Just then, Brother Long stopped for a while and prepared to change positions. I put on a condom, mounted him, and started giving Brother Long oral sex in a doggy-style position. I grabbed her hips from behind and thrust forward forcefully, pounding away with all my might. Afterwards, Brother Long held Jing, in a position like a child being held to urinate, facing me. I didn't hold back and started fucking her hard. I penetrated her so deeply that I could clearly feel myself going all the way in. Jing screamed loudly, trembling from my fucking, and I ejaculated too. After I finished, I sat to the side, lit a cigarette, and watched Brother Long continue fucking Jing. I turned to see Mao Mao playing with Xiao Qing. Mao Mao pressed Xiao Qing against the mirror by the bathroom door, fucking her in a doggy-style position, one hand holding Xiao Qing's hips, the other pulling her hair, making her look up at herself being fucked. I noticed that Mao Mao didn't thrust very hard; he would slowly scrape back and forth for a while, then gradually increase the speed of his thrusts, and Xiao Qing would orgasm. In front of the mirror, Mao Mao tortured Xiao Qing. Xiao Qing begged Mao Mao to hurry up, and Mao Mao asked her if her husband wasn't satisfied with her, which was why she came to him. Xiaoqing didn't say anything at first, but after being tormented by Mao Mao a few times, she told him everything: "My husband's penis isn't as big as yours, his glans isn't as big as yours. You shave me the best, you thrust into me the best. Please, hurry up and fuck me a few times, please..." Mao Mao smiled smugly and said, "Call me daddy and I'll give it to you." His wife blurted out, "Daddy, daddy, please, hurry up, I want it."
What do you want from Dad?
"I want Daddy's big cock, fuck me, fuck me now, I'm going to die."
To be honest, Mao Mao really understands women. At times like this, most men would just give a woman an orgasm through sex, but Mao Mao didn't. He released Xiao Qing, turned around, opened the door, peeked out (we were in the innermost room), turned Xiao Qing around so her face was facing the door, and started having sex with her from behind. Before Xiao Qing could react, his huge penis was inside her. She anxiously looked back at Mao Mao, and a sharp slap landed on her buttocks. Mao Mao told Xiao Qing, "Hold back your screams, I'm going to give you an orgasm." I rushed to the door and opened the peephole. I saw my beloved wife lying on the floor like a dog, being raped by a man with a huge penis, clenching her teeth, clearly enjoying it but afraid to make a sound. Mao Mao somehow got a gag and put it on Xiao Qing, then began to gradually increase the force, speed, and thrust into her from behind. I could clearly see the changes in my wife's expression and body, an expression I couldn't tell was one of pain or pleasure. I watched as her upper body gradually lowered, her nipples touching the ground, her entire breasts touching the ground, until her whole body was pressed against the ground. At this point, Mao Mao reached his climax, climbing on top of my wife and thrusting forcefully. Their heads were already peeking out of the doorway. With Mao Mao's final, powerful thrust and my wife's muffled groan, they both lay on the ground, panting heavily. I masturbated through the door, worried for my wife, but too afraid to open the door to save her. They lingered on the ground for about a minute before returning. I, still hard, gave Jing another round of penetration. I hadn't been this hard since my last ejaculation. Jing didn't dare scream loudly, afraid the other side would hear, and groaned as I fucked her. I was completely drained. Dragging my exhausted body, I smoked, watching the screen. My wife lay like a lamb in Mao Mao's arms, her hand still clutching her beloved large glans.
After we finished, we went out for a late-night snack. I chatted with Brother Long about Mao Mao, and he told me about him. He'd known Mao Mao for a few years; back then, he worked at a spa in a five-star hotel. Because of his excellent technique and large spa items, he quickly became famous. Several older women there were very generous; these wealthy ladies would sometimes take Mao Mao on vacation, giving him a lot of money and gifts each time. Mao Mao later quit his job, and his main source of income was these wealthy women. He generally doesn't do one-time spa treatments like Jing and Xiaoqing's anymore. He only agreed to take their services because Xiaoqing and Jing are young, good-looking, and have good figures; he probably prefers mature women like that. Normally, Mao Mao's big clients are older women, but he's always happy to have a young woman come in. As Brother Long and I drank, he asked, "Why haven't you been hanging out lately? Did you and Xiaoqing have a falling out?" I said that after we got together last time, Xiaoqing and I both felt we'd gone a bit too far, and neither of us dared to bring it up again. Brother Long added, "Everyone has needs. If she holds back for too long, she'll just go find Mao Mao herself." I remained silent. "Let's wait a few days. Let Xiaoqing satisfy Mao Mao for one night, let her rest, and then I'll figure out how we can do it again." I told Brother Long that I didn't want Xiaoqing to become a promiscuous woman. I agreed that she enjoyed the pleasure of sex, but I was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself and everyone would know, and then she wouldn't be able to face public opinion and her family. Brother Long and Jing also expressed their understanding. This is a sore point for everyone in the circle. They now mostly hang out with friends from other places and hardly make any new friends locally anymore. We were on the same page.

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