My wife and I's dating experiences 19

So, Xiao Zhao and I positioned ourselves one in front of the other, sandwiching my wife between us. I lifted the covers and slipped under the covers. The double blanket seemed loose enough for our standard figures. I slipped my right hand inside the neckline of her tank top and touched her breasts. She was lying on her side, one breast resting on the bed, the other dangling down, just enough for me to cover both with one hand. Covering both breasts with one hand is a bit of an exaggeration. I don't really know about bra sizes, and I don't know what size my wife is. For example, with my hand, I can only cover a little over a third of one of her breasts. So when she's lying on her side, I can only cover both nipples with one hand. I like touching my wife like this. Since we're lying face to face, it feels a little awkward. Normally, I like to hug her from behind and touch both breasts with one hand at the same time; it feels great. Unfortunately, Xiao Zhao has taken the best spot today.
I just finished, but I haven't ejaculated yet. I mainly wanted to give Xiao Zhao more opportunities to get back into the game. I half-embraced my wife's upper body, buried my head under the covers, and pulled my tank top down to her neck to suckle her breasts. She usually enjoys having her breasts suckled; every time I do, she holds my head in her hands and roughly rubs my hair. After a few bites, my wife started to react; her nipples hardened noticeably, and she began to stroke my head with one hand, her chest arching. Then she covered her head with the blanket, pressing my head down hard, and with a weak voice, said, "Darling, suck harder, take it all in, I'll give you everything." Hearing my wife's encouragement, I worked even harder, opening my mouth as wide as possible and sucking with all my might—that's what you call putting all your effort into suckling. At that moment, I realized that putting all your effort into suckling wasn't just for babies. While suckling, I also stroked and squeezed her other breast. My wife began to show slight signs of arousal, perhaps due to the alcohol or because the previous sex hadn't been enough to release her pent-up desire. My wife started to wriggle, and I took the opportunity to press myself against her. We began to kiss deeply, and soon I removed the last piece of clothing she was wearing—her tank top. Our bodies were tightly entwined, and she started to squeeze my waist with her legs, a signal she wanted.
While we were kissing, I suddenly felt Xiao Zhao get into bed, because his legs touched mine. The blanket wasn't big enough, and I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Xiao Zhao's lower body was already under the covers, while his upper body was still outside. To keep my wife comfortable, I continued our deep kiss, accompanied by caresses of her breasts and neck. My wife moved gracefully in response. To give Xiao Zhao more space, I got off my wife and continued our interaction in a side-lying position. Xiao Zhao, understanding perfectly, started touching my wife from the other side. From the movement of the blanket, I could tell he was caressing her lower body—I couldn't tell if it was her thighs or buttocks. My wife didn't show any resistance; instead, she continued to kiss me. I was excited and confidently gave my wife's lower body to Xiao Zhao. The three of us continued for a while. Xiao Zhao couldn't resist any longer. He buried his head under the covers and started kissing his wife's back. He slowly moved downwards until only his shoulders and upper body remained under the covers, while his lower body emerged. He half-knelt on the bed, his head resting on his wife's buttocks. Afterwards, Xiao Zhao said that when he kissed his wife's buttocks, he especially wanted to taste her vagina. When he used one hand to pry open her buttocks, she slightly twisted, but didn't resist, which greatly encouraged him. Because his wife was lying on her side, this position wasn't very convenient for Xiao Zhao to perform oral sex. Even so, he got his way, because I could feel the stimulation his tongue gave his wife during the kiss.
After a few minutes, Xiao Zhao pulled his head out of the covers, panting heavily, probably from lack of oxygen. He lifted the blanket over his wife's lower body, exposing her entire buttocks. He straightened up, kneeling behind her, his hard penis resting on her buttocks, occasionally slapping them. I didn't see any more details, but I felt her body begin to thrust upwards with each kiss. I realized Xiao Zhao had started. I suddenly wondered if he was wearing a condom. I pulled away from my wife's lips and whispered to Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao, still thrusting, replied that he was wearing one. I was relieved and continued to caress my wife. She seemed very calm now. I whispered to her, "Baby, is it comfortable?" She didn't answer, but just pressed her head tightly against my chest, then buried it in the pillow. Xiao Zhao continued his slow, unhurried thrusting. My wife lay on her side, her breathing gradually becoming heavier. Seeing that things were going smoothly, I didn't speak to my wife, got up, got out of bed, just gestured to Xiao Zhao, and left the bedroom. I thought it would be better to give them some space.
I left the bedroom and sat on the living room sofa. I took a sip of water, but my attention remained fixed on the main battleground in the room. Slowly, Xiao Zhao began to exert himself more forcefully. From the initial silence, I could hear the slapping sounds of his tight abdomen colliding with the woman's plump buttocks. My wife was also making sounds that she was trying to suppress but couldn't quite make—sounds that were hard to decipher, perhaps indicating pain or pleasure. I moved to the corner of the sofa closest to the bedroom, where I could see Xiao Zhao's entire body, but not my wife's. Xiao Zhao was kneeling on the bed, straddling my wife's thighs, thrusting into her with increasing strength and power. At the same time, his hands were constantly stroking my wife's back. He no longer seemed as reserved as he had been at the beginning. He knew that the woman beneath him had accepted him and had officially become his possession. In this room, he could openly and legitimately use his strength. A while later, I saw Xiao Zhao withdraw from his wife's body. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, his glistening penis was quite conspicuous, pointing high upwards. He then bent down and began to carefully examine his wife's vaginal opening, spreading his buttocks to the sides and using the head of his penis to tease her vaginal opening as he looked. His wife let out soft moans. After about ten thrusts, he climbed back on top of her and put his penis back into her body. This guy certainly knew how to have fun. At one point, he even squatted on top of his wife's buttocks, doing a sitting-squatting position, the sounds of his thrusting echoing throughout the room. I was really afraid the neighbors would hear us late at night.
Xiao Zhao was young and had good stamina, and he did this for a long time, occasionally pressing his entire body against his wife and whispering something to her behind her neck. Perhaps his wife got tired of this position, or perhaps Xiao Zhao wanted to change positions. Xiao Zhao got up, turned his wife over, and continued to straddle her, engaging in missionary sex. Seeing that the position had changed, I quietly went to the bedroom door to get a better view. Xiao Zhao was completely unaware; he was currently only focused on the woman he had long desired, thrusting his penis in and out while sucking on his wife's breasts. His wife had her eyes closed, her expression one of pure enjoyment, her hand gripping Xiao Zhao's hair. Xiao Zhao alternated between sucking on her breasts, but his lower body didn't slow down at all. In the final moments, Xiao Zhao held his wife tightly in his arms, their faces turned to the side, and Xiao Zhao began to thrust like a madman, pounding her at a high frequency for about five or six seconds, the rhythm almost like clapping. After a fierce assault, Xiao Zhao thrust his penis deep into his wife's vagina, pressing it firmly against her pubic bone, and stopped moving. He ejaculated, ejaculating deep into his wife's body. Luckily, he was wearing a condom. I looked at my wife; her eyes were still closed. Under Xiao Zhao's powerful thrusts, her head was already against the headboard, with no room to move back. Xiao Zhao lay on top of his wife for a while before lifting his upper body, looking at her, kissing her forehead, and whispering in her ear, "Sister-in-law, that felt so good." Then he asked, "Sister-in-law, did you feel good?" His wife didn't answer, but seemed to slightly open her eyes, glance at him, let out a long sigh, and turned her head away. Xiao Zhao slowly got up, and only then did he notice me not far from the bedroom door. I watched as Xiao Zhao's semi-erect penis, dragging a bag of white semen, was pulled out of his wife's body. It felt peculiar, both stimulating and slightly painful. Before getting out of bed, Xiao Zhao covered his wife with a blanket and went barefoot to the bathroom to wash.

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