Wife and Brother Zhao 3

After my wife and I parted, she went to the market to buy groceries. Back home, she chopped and cooked in one go, then showered, changed into a fitted white shirt and skirt, and applied light makeup, instantly enhancing her allure. My wife was tall and slender, with a curvaceous figure, elegant demeanor, and a captivating charm. Her full, rounded breasts and firm, round buttocks were incredibly tempting. Suddenly, the phone rang. My wife answered, gave my address, and hung up. She was thinking about how Brother Zhao would be arriving soon, how he should start things, and what foreplay he would provide. She imagined the wonderful feeling of him slowly undressing her and entering her. Suddenly, she heard a knock at the door.

At that moment, the simple knocking sound was more beautiful than the most beautiful music in the world. My wife took a deep breath, slowly went to the door, and opened it. There stood Brother Zhao, carrying fruit in one hand and a case of Jia Duo Bao (a popular herbal tea brand) in the other. Her voice trembled with excitement: "You're here?" "Come in quickly," the wife said, stepping aside to let Brother Zhao into the house. As Brother Zhao entered, he put down some fruit and said, "Honey, our house is so clean and cozy!" The wife laughed and scolded him, "You rascal, this is my house!" Brother Zhao grinned and said, "Little darling, you're mine today too
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Brother Zhao walked over and gently put his arm around his wife's slender waist. His wife's rosy face was now in sight, beautiful, with two blushes on her cheeks. Her eyes were so clear, with a hint of shyness. Brother Zhao's left hand rested on his wife's shoulder, while his right index and middle fingers, slightly bent, gently slid across her smooth cheek. The desire in his wife's eyes was genuine and unpretentious. His wife gently bit her lower lip, and Brother Zhao could clearly feel her breathing become heavier. He slowly unbuttoned his wife's shirt, his eyes fixed on her half-exposed breast. The white bra clearly couldn't conceal her full, firm breasts; the purple areolas playfully yet shyly peeked out. Brother Zhao took off the shirt and threw it on the ground. His wife's hands reached behind her back, and then he saw a scene that almost made his nose bleed: the white bra had loosened, and with his wife... With a swing of her hands, Zhao Ge finally completely left the snow-white and full breasts that had been covered by them. His eyes were filled with those breasts, the cherry-like nipples proudly standing erect at their peaks. At this moment, Zhao Ge's breathing became heavy, like a lion in heat. He pounced on his wife, holding her tightly, and kissed her soft, warm lips. His wife gave a soft "hmm," but the sound seemed to be cut off because Zhao Ge had already kissed her lips. Zhao Ge's tongue couldn't wait to explore forward. His wife had already opened her mouth to welcome this uninvited guest. Zhao Ge's tongue and his wife's soft and agile tongue intertwined. Zhao Ge knew that this moment was rough and crazy. He sucked hard on his wife's tongue and lips. His wife responded to him so cooperatively, her firm breasts pressing against his chest. Zhao Ge could clearly feel her two lovely nipples touching him. With one hand firmly holding his wife's head, preventing her lips from leaving his, Zhao's other hand roamed over her smooth back, slowly moving to her waist, unzipping her skirt. The short skirt was now off her body. Zhao lifted his wife and gently placed her on the bed. His right hand was still under her neck when his left hand eagerly reached for her breasts—full, soft, and elastic. One hand couldn't cover them all. Her nipples pressed hard against his palm. His hand moved gently, responding to the erect nipples. The nipples were a sensitive spot for his wife; after only a couple of touches, she let out soft moans. Zhao kissed her forehead, cheeks, and neck, slowly moving to her chest. Her breasts remained proudly erect. When Zhao took her other nipple into his mouth, she let out a long, drawn-out moan. The wife's moans grew shorter and shorter, her body slowly arching. Zhao sucked on half of her breast, and she cried out, grabbing his head with both hands and shoving it against his chest, as if trying to shove her entire breast into his mouth. Zhao's left hand reached towards his wife's lower body, pulling down her semi-transparent white panties. His wife obediently lifted her hips, allowing him to pull the panties off. Zhao slowly moved his fingers from her inner thighs to her vulva, which was already soaked. He ran his fingers along her labia, directly touching... Upon reaching the already protruding clitoris, the wife's body convulsed violently. Zhao's mouth moved downwards. His wife's pubic hair was quite thick, and because it was already soaked, a few clumps were tightly stuck together. Zhao lay on top of his wife's genitals, his eyes fixed on this beautiful, lovely vulva. He opened his mouth and took her entire labia into his mouth. His wife let out another "Ah!" A faint, sweet fragrance of shower gel, along with a few other scents, mingled with the aroma, further stimulating Zhao's sense of taste. Zhao licked and teased her vulva a few times, observing her vagina opening and closing repeatedly, her pale purple anus. Zhao extended his tongue and licked the budding anus, sometimes thrusting his tongue deep into the anus, sometimes quickly sliding the tip of his tongue around the clitoris, sometimes sucking on the entire labia. His wife's legs clamped tightly around Zhao, her hips rising higher and higher to allow him to penetrate deeper and give her stronger stimulation. His wife's moans had become erratic. When Zhao licked her vulva, she held her breath; when he teased her clitoris, she let out continuous "ah ah" sounds, almost like soft sobs. Finally, at a certain point, her body arched violently, trembling slightly. Her moans, mixed with sobs, echoed rapidly in Zhao's ears. Yes, she had climaxed.

Zhao placed his hands on either side of her, looking down at her. His wife, in her climax, was so sexy, so alluring. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips slightly parted, and she was breathing rapidly. The flush on her face showed that she was enjoying the process of climaxing. "My little darling, I love you," Zhao said. His wife groped for his penis and gently guided it towards her vagina. She raised her left hand, stroking his face, and said passionately, "Love me well." Zhao's lower body thrust forward, and his entire penis smoothly entered his wife's vulva. The warm, wet vaginal walls tightly enveloped him, the pleasure indescribable. The wife held Zhao's back tightly with both hands, her legs spread wide, her buttocks gently undulating to meet Zhao's thrusts. They were so in sync, so harmonious, as if they had made love countless times before. The wife clearly felt that none of the many times they had made love over the years could compare to the unbridled pleasure of this moment. Zhao's hands kept gripping his wife's breasts tightly one moment and her buttocks the next. Their breaths mingled together, mixed with his wife's low moans. Everything seemed so natural, and Zhao's performance was just as good. His penis remained as hard as iron. Zhao kept thrusting into his wife, sweat dripping from his forehead and face onto hers. His wife gently wiped away the sweat with her hands, and the flush on her face slowly reappeared. As Zhao increased the intensity and rhythm, he said, "Baby, call me, brother." His wife called out, "Call me husband, husband, husband, love me." Suddenly, Zhao felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. His wife had bitten his shoulder hard, her limbs wrapped tightly around him like an octopus. His wife had climaxed again. Brother Zhao was filled with pride and a sense of conquest. He held his wife tightly, her breasts pressed against his chest, soft and wet. They quietly enjoyed the wonderful taste of orgasm.

After a long while, the wife said it was time to eat. Zhao squeezed her breast hard and said, "Baby, call me husband." The wife rolled her eyes at him. "Husband, it's time to eat." Zhao grinned wickedly. "Baby, you're such a little slut." "Yes, husband, I'm your little slut." The wife got up to get dressed. Zhao said, "Baby, don't get dressed. It'll be troublesome to take your clothes off later." The wife said, "Okay, husband, I'll listen to you." The wife skillfully placed the dishes on the table and asked, "Husband, what would you like to drink?" Zhao, sitting naked on the sofa, said, "Red wine, the atmosphere is good." Perhaps Zhao was a little hungry, he and his wife ate most of the food, repeatedly saying how delicious it was. "Eat more, my wife," Zhao said with a sly smile. "Eat more so I'll have the energy to fuck your little slut tonight." His wife playfully punched him. "You're so annoying!" Zhao hugged her waist and said, "Baby, come sit on my lap and let's drink a nuptial cup." His wife sat lightly on his lap and casually touched his penis. "It's a little hard," she said. Zhao laughed, "Silly, just put it in!" "Yeah, right," she said. His wife straddled him, guiding his penis into her vagina. Then they slowly drank the nuptial cup together. After finishing, Zhao asked, "Baby, isn't drinking the nuptial cup like this exciting? Husband, you have so many tricks up your sleeve, but you're so great." "I'm so happy, husband, carry me to bed." "Baby, I want you on top, I want to see you take the initiative." His wife nodded. Zhao saw his naked wife sitting on his lap, her waist gently twisting, her hips swaying slightly, her firm, full breasts shaking. When she raised her head, closed her eyes, and let out a series of ecstatic moans from her slightly open mouth, this scene excited Zhao greatly. His wife skillfully moved against Zhao, her hands caressing his chest, occasionally lightly touching his nipples, and sometimes leaning down to kiss him. Gradually, her waist swayed faster and faster, and Zhao could clearly feel her vagina gently gripping his penis from time to time, the stimulation growing stronger. Zhao grasped her buttocks with both hands, his mouth constantly kissing his wife's trembling breasts. As the movements became faster and faster, Zhao let out a cry of "Ah!" and his semen shot continuously into Ping's honey hole, once, twice, three times, I shot so hard. They were truly exhausted. They hugged each other tightly. After more than ten minutes,

Zhao's hand, which had been touching his wife's thigh, slowly moved to her buttocks. His middle finger slowly moved down from her buttocks to her anus. His wife's buttocks tightened. Zhao asked, "My little darling, has this been done before?" "No, I've always wanted it, but I'm afraid of the pain, so I haven't given it to you." Zhao was overjoyed and exclaimed, "My little darling, I love you!" His wife immediately understood what he meant and said sweetly, "I love you too, my husband." Zhao picked up his wife and carried her to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and hugged her from behind as they washed together. Then, Zhao had his wife kneel down and offer him his penis. His wife held Zhao's waist with both hands, opened her mouth, and took his penis in. Her tongue circled the glans and licked the urethral opening. Zhao looked down at his penis going in and out of his wife's mouth. His penis was indeed erect and hard. Zhao felt that his penis was very hard, so he squeezed out some shower gel and wiped it. He wiped the gel on his penis, then poured some more shower gel and applied it to his wife's genitals. He then had his wife turn around, hold onto the dressing table with both hands, and slightly raise her buttocks to look at him in the mirror. Zhao Ge aimed his penis at his wife's anus, then slowly moved back, holding her white buttocks. Because of the lubrication from the shower gel, the glans easily penetrated his wife's anus. His wife took a deep breath, pursed her lips tightly, and leaned back little by little. When Zhao Ge's glans slid into his wife's anus, the pleasure of having his entire glans tightly enveloped was so wonderful. "Husband, I gave you my first time." Brother Zhao had his wife's "first time." From her face, he could tell how much pain she was in; she was pale from enduring it. To distract her, he asked, "Honey, did it hurt this much when your husband took your virginity?" His wife smiled sweetly, saying she hadn't gotten any first time. "Honey, you're so good to me. Let me love you properly," she said. "Mmm, husband," Brother Zhao's hands continued to caress her nipples and clitoris, trying to bring her a little pleasure amidst the pain. Because of the tightness of their vagina, he ejaculated quickly.
A day later, I returned home to find my wife lazily lying in bed. "Are you tired?" I asked, embracing her. She smiled demurely,
"Nine times! That's amazing, my brother! You've had a blast!" Two months later, my wife suddenly developed pregnancy symptoms. My wife and I were stunned. Was it mine or Brother Zhao's? Should we keep the baby? We were completely lost. Who could help?

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