A Record of My National Day Trip (1)

In late September, my wife suggested we go on a trip to Fuzhou to relax. I immediately agreed; it seemed she was getting along well with Mr. Fang, who does business in Fuzhou. On the afternoon of the 30th, I returned home, and my wife and I dropped the kids off at her parents' house. We had dinner there, then went to the supermarket and bought a case of bottled water, two bags of snacks, wet wipes, toilet paper, and some fruit. Afterward, we withdrew cash from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China and went home. As soon as we got home, my wife turned on her laptop and video-called Mr. Fang, informing him that we would be leaving for Fuzhou the next day and asking him to prepare for our arrival. I started packing: towels, toiletries, motion sickness medicine, cigarettes and alcohol, clothes, and of course,, more importantly, a set of Roman Emperor 6th generation vibrating sticks and Zhaobang rotating bead vibrating sticks. For the sake of honesty in our relationship, I also brought our marriage certificate. When we were almost done tidying up, there was a knock at the door. When I opened it, it was my wife's childhood best friend, Chen Meinu (let's call her that for now; she's pretty, but too thin—only about 80 pounds at 165cm tall). My wife came out of the study, poured Chen Meinu a cup of tea, and the two of them went to the study to chat. Chen Meinu is about the same age as my wife, a few months younger. She works at a public institution, married earlier than my wife, and divorced a couple of years ago. She lives with her parents and has a seven or eight-year-old child. At that moment, I drove out to fill up the car. When I came back, I saw the two of them chatting on the sofa in the living room. My wife told me that Chen Meinu wanted to go out with us for a while to relax. I had no objection. My wife said it was decided, and then told Chen Meinu to go home and pack some clothes and toiletries, and that we would pick her up from her parents' house the next day. I drove Chen Meinu home. When we got back, my wife told me to take a shower and get some rest, as we had to drive the next day. She said she was showering and chatting with Mr. Fang. When I came out of the shower, my wife was already in bed. As I lay down, I asked her how the chat went, what we talked about, and whether there was any nude chat. My wife said we just talked about ordinary things and there was no nude chat. Then I held my wife and went to sleep.
When I got up, it was 6 o'clock. After washing up, I went out, taking my camera and a handheld device with me. I picked up Ms. Chen, who had a suitcase. We went to have breakfast together and then headed towards Fuzhou. I won't write about what happened along the way, nothing much. When we reached the Cangshan exit in Fuzhou, it was already past 8 o'clock. As soon as we exited the toll station, we saw a Toyota Prado SUV flashing its lights. We knew it was Mr. Fang coming to pick us up. Mr. Fang came over and said that he had just been about to call us when he saw a white Buick Regal with a Hunan license plate coming up and flashing its lights. Mr. Fang greeted my wife and Ms. Chen, saying that everyone had worked hard and that he had already booked a room and dinner at Xianglong Hotel. Then he drove ahead, and I drove behind. When we arrived at Xianglong Hotel, Mr. Fang got out of the car and helped me carry our things to the room, while my wife and Ms. Chen waited in the Chinese restaurant. After dinner, we went back to our room. Mr. Fang told us to get some rest and not to disturb us any longer, then went to the next room. The three of us went into the room, and we took turns showering. I slept on one bed with my wife in my arms, while Chen slept on a separate bed. I was thinking to myself, "Mr. Fang seems alright. He's 37, from Hangzhou, and runs a stone business in Fuzhou. He's a bit taller than me, has fair skin, is slightly overweight, and seems quite considerate and reliable. It seems my wife likes him too."
Around 8 AM on the 2nd, Mr. Fang arrived and chatted with my wife and Chen, obviously trying to please them. After lunch, we went to the hospital for a medical check-up. Then, Mr. Fang suggested we go shopping in downtown Fuzhou, something my wife and Chen had been wanting to do for a while. To get to know each other better and facilitate communication, I had my wife get into Mr. Fang's car, and I followed behind with Chen. When we arrived at the pedestrian street, I saw my wife smiling and chatting with Mr. Fang. Chen and I went over, and Mr. Fang said he would take the two ladies shopping for clothes. We visited several shopping malls, and in the end, my wife and Chen each bought a leather jacket and high heels. Afterwards, we went to the hospital to pick up our medical check-up results, and everyone's indicators were normal and they were healthy. We returned to the hotel around 6 PM. Mr. Fang said he was going to buy some gifts, so the three of us went to the restaurant for lunch. Shortly after returning to our room, Mr. Fang came back. When we opened the package, we found that he had bought my wife and Chen each a set of underwear, stockings, a black mesh bodysuit, and perfume. The ladies seemed very happy, taking the gifts to the bathroom to try them on. Mr. Fang and I each lit a cigarette and chatted while watching TV, mainly about business. When the ladies came out, they had already showered, but they weren't wearing the lingerie Mr. Fang had given them; they were all wearing pajamas. Mr. Fang said he was going to shower too. When I came out after showering, Mr. Fang had already opened a bottle of red wine, and we were drinking and chatting. Everyone was having a good time. When my wife and Chen heard that Mr. Fang made three or four million a year in business, they both looked very surprised. It seems women are inherently materialistic. When everyone had drunk enough, I turned on my laptop, put on some music, and then put on a pornographic film, "The Mirror of Love and Lust." At this time, Mr. Fang and his wife were already sitting side by side on the edge of the bed, while Chen and I sat in chairs watching the movie, which was actually just watching them flirt and caress each other. Mr. Fang and his wife were lying on their sides on the bed, already kissing. Mr. Fang's hands began to gently caress his wife's breasts and buttocks through her pajamas. After a few minutes, Mr. Fang took off his underwear and slowly removed his wife's pajamas. Mr. Fang's penis was quite white and already very hard, slightly larger than mine. Then he pressed down on his wife and kissed her. I was a little excited, and Chen, sitting next to us, actually laughed at the scene. My wife heard the laughter and said, "What are you doing? Don't ruin the atmosphere." Chen quickly agreed. I put on a 3P video of Nagasawa Azusa and turned up the volume. I also started taking photos and videos with my camera. My wife stuck out her tongue and French kissed Mr. Fang, his hands gently caressing her large, white breasts, not pinching her nipples with his fingers. My wife started making "mmm~" sounds, seemingly enjoying it. Mr. Fang started licking her nipples and lower abdomen with his tongue, then spread his wife's thighs apart. When his wife opened her white legs, exposing her private parts, Mr. Fang said that her vagina was very thick and the flesh was very tender, his favorite type. Mr. Fang licked his wife's labia a few times, then used his hand to open them and licked the tender flesh inside her vagina. I walked over and watched Mr. Fang diligently licking his wife's plump, tender flesh, his penis already erect. Mr. Fang also occasionally rubbed his wife's clitoris with his fingers. After more than ten minutes, Mr. Fang got up and put his penis to his wife's mouth, indicating that she should give him oral sex, but his wife only used her hand to stroke him for a while. At this point, Mr. Fang asked my wife and me if we should use a condom. I said it was up to you, and my wife didn't object. After Mr. Fang lay down, he had his wife mount him. Mr. Fang held his wife's waist, aimed his penis at her vulva, and slowly pressed his wife's buttocks upwards. His wife let out a long "Ah~" sound. I went over and took a few pictures. At this point, Mr. Fang stopped, only using his hand to rub his wife's breasts, and his wife began to twist her large, white buttocks, actively swallowing Mr. Fang's penis. When I looked back at Chen, she was also watching my wife and Mr. Fang making love. I sat down, lit a cigarette, and continued watching with Chen. On the bed, two large, fleshy worms were writhing. Looking at this live sex show, I had already imagined my wife as a part-time prostitute, currently selling her body, earning money with her fair, plump flesh, a tool for men's sexual gratification, an obedient, slutty bitch, a fat pig that any man could impregnate... The more I thought about it, the more excited I became; my penis was already rock hard. At that moment, the video on the computer showed Nagasawa Azusa being penetrated from behind, while another penis was in her mouth. I walked to the bedside. My wife had stopped moving, but was still in the woman-on-top position. Mr. Fang was thrusting vigorously into my wife's vagina, and when he saw me, he increased his pace. I held my penis next to my wife, and she turned to the side, grabbed my penis with her hand, and shoved it into her mouth. I also began thrusting into her mouth. After a few minutes, Mr. Fang stopped, and I said, "Let me take over." Then my wife lay face down on the bed with her buttocks raised. I guided my penis with my hand and quickly inserted it into her vagina from behind. Mr. Fang lay in front, and my wife began giving him oral sex. My wife had so much vaginal fluid; it was already very wet when I inserted it. I pulled out my penis and looked down at my wife's plump vagina. The entire opening was covered with vaginal fluid and a little white discharge, indicating that my wife had already had an orgasm. Seeing this, I became even more excited and quickly thrust into my wife's vagina, noticeably faster than usual. My wife started to feel a little overwhelmed and would occasionally stop giving Mr. Fang oral sex. Her "hmm" sounds became louder and louder. I started to slap my wife's buttocks hard while thrusting, occasionally pinching the white flesh of her buttocks. "Ouch," my wife said, "don't pinch too hard." I didn't care about that and just kept thrusting. Each time my penis went in, it was a powerful thrust all the way in, really pushing my balls in as well. After more than 10 minutes, I yelled "Ah!" and grabbed my wife's waist without moving, ejaculating streams of hot semen deep into my wife's vagina. When I pulled out my penis, it and my pubic hair were soaked, covered in my wife's vaginal fluid. Mr. Fang said, "You're really strong." My wife also said, "Why were you so vigorous today?" I chuckled and gestured for Mr. Fang to continue. I went to the bathroom to rinse off. Chen followed me in, looking quite excited. I said, "Didn't you say you were just here to relax and have a vacation, not to participate in our activities?" She told me to stop talking. I continued, "Wash my penis for me," and Chen applied soap and scrubbed my penis. After rinsing with hot water, Chen suddenly knelt down and started giving me oral sex, licking my testicles. A few minutes later, I said, "I was too rough just now, I've released all my energy, I'm a little tired, let's go out and sleep." When we came out of the bathroom, Mr. Fang was on top of my wife, thrusting vigorously and French kissing her. Seeing us come out, Mr. Fang ejaculated shortly after. When Mr. Fang pulled out his penis, he asked my wife if I had hurt her. My wife said no. Mr. Fang went to the bathroom to rinse off, and I went over and chatted with my wife for a while, asking her how she felt. My wife laughed and called me a dead man. I spread my wife's legs; her vulva was covered in semen, white fluid, and some unknown semen was slowly flowing out. After Mr. Fang came out, I told my wife to take a shower, but she said she was tired and would shower tomorrow morning. I gestured for Mr. Fang to sleep with my wife, and then I hugged Chen to sleep. As soon as Chen got into bed, she touched my penis. I glanced at my wife's side; she and Mr. Fang were sleeping face to face, hugging each other. I checked my phone; it was almost one o'clock. I got up, turned off the light, and hugged Chen to sleep. (To be continued)

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