By chance, we ended up sharing a room and bed, and her husband saw me completely naked.

Two years ago, a friend of my boyfriend's (now husband's) came to our city for a trip with his girlfriend. I didn't know them, but since they were a man and a woman, my boyfriend naturally asked me to help him host them. It was just a normal meeting between friends. We had dinner together that evening, and the two men chatted happily. My girlfriend and I both like to gossip about celebrities, so we had a great time too. After dinner, it was not even 8 pm, but the four of us were still not done talking, so my boyfriend suggested we go to their hotel for a little more. Neither of us thought anything of it, since both of our partners were there, so we went. The two men each brought a dozen beers and bought several decks of cards. I didn't know how to play "Gouji" (a card game), but I learned after a few rounds. Time flies when you play cards, and with the men drinking beer and chatting, it was almost midnight before I knew it. I quickly urged my boyfriend to go home (we were living together at the time), saying we should play one last game. As is often the case, one last game after another, and after several more rounds, it was past 1 a.m. I refused to call anymore, but my boyfriend had been drinking and couldn't drive, so the other party offered us a place to stay. The bed in the room was huge, about two meters wide. I felt uneasy about it; honestly, we were all very tired. My girlfriend and I had also had a little beer, and my boyfriend didn't want to leave, saying, "What's there to be afraid of? We're not taking our clothes off." I was so sleepy, my eyelids were drooping, so I had to agree. The four of us tidied up the room quickly, then went to the bathroom to wash up before turning off the lights and going to bed. The two of us women slept in the middle, and the two men slept on either side, all lying flat. Although the bed was big, with four people lying flat, my girlfriend and I were quite close together; there was only enough room for one more person to lie between us. There were two blankets, one for each side. It was strange, I was so sleepy just now, but as soon as I lay down, I wasn't sleepy anymore. Maybe it was because of the new environment. I didn't dare move, afraid of disturbing others. After a while, his girlfriend's breathing became heavier. At first, I thought she was snoring, but the more I listened, the more something seemed off. Gradually, I heard kissing and whispering. I couldn't make out what she was saying, but it was something like, "No, there are other people here." Then the bed started moving. The nightlight in the room was on, and I could see it vaguely, but I didn't dare look or move. My boyfriend obviously heard it too, and he put his hand on my chest. I didn't dare say anything and let him take it away. But he touched it again as soon as he took it away. This happened several times, and I got tired of it. Unexpectedly, he went too far and pulled me to lie on my side. He lay on his side too and started taking off my pants. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the couple was also lying on their sides, and his wife was looking at me. I quickly closed my eyes again. My boyfriend pulled my pants down to my knees and unhooked my bra. To be honest, I was dizzy at that moment, and then he came in. I suddenly cried out, not on purpose, but because I'm extremely sensitive; even the slightest touch makes me scream. My boyfriend heard me scream and moved even more vigorously; the more he moved, the louder I became. She started screaming too. Maybe all women who like to scream are like that; holding it in is really uncomfortable. At first, neither of us dared to scream, but my screams grew louder and louder, and so did hers. Soon we were screaming without restraint, like a competition, as if the men were also competing to see who could make the woman scream the loudest. At that point, everyone's brains were probably fogged up; the alcohol and drowsiness made us not think about the consequences. We weren't dressed, covered by blankets, and we were exercising—I was dying of heat, and so was my boyfriend, panting heavily. He pulled the blanket off the bed, and the other woman did the same. We then realized that the other woman's girlfriend was completely naked, and her husband was covering her breasts with both hands, moving rhythmically. My boyfriend clearly saw it and reached out to lift my shirt and bra. The other guy immediately looked up at me, but I pretended not to see and continued moaning. My breasts were bigger and rounder than his girlfriend's; women always seem to like comparing their beauty with other women. Anyway, I didn't feel ashamed at the time; in fact, I felt quite proud. Has anyone studied psychology and can help me analyze this? After doing this for a while, the other boyfriend said, "Your wife is quite pretty." My boyfriend said, "Your wife is pretty too." After saying that, he took off all my shirt and then pulled down my pants, leaving the other boyfriend completely naked.

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