Love her? Let her fly! To fly, learn to be lewd (4)

After showering, he was wearing only his underwear and clearly holding an umbrella, gesturing for me to go upstairs. I nodded, and he excitedly went upstairs. I poured myself another glass of liquor, brewed a pot of strong tea, turned on the TV, and randomly flipped through channels. My heart was pounding in my throat, a strange, indescribable feeling washing over me, like my heart was cramping. I had no idea what was on TV. I wondered what it was like upstairs. Would it be like my best friend's, where my wife would only reluctantly accept me with my help? Or would she willingly disarm herself to welcome the third man in her life? My mind was in turmoil. Helpless, I downed the liquor in one gulp, then, seeing the tea was too hot to drink, I took two sips to calm my racing heart, composed myself, tidied up the food and drinks, and then quietly went upstairs.
I listened quietly for a while at the bedroom door, but didn't hear the expected creaking or moaning. Listening more closely, I realized they were just whispering. I breathed a sigh of relief: it seemed they were waiting for me, not rushing off to make love. While thinking about how to undress her in front of my buddy and present her shapely, curvaceous body, I pushed open the door. There, I saw the two of them, already naked, sitting against the headboard, with only a towel draped over them. When they saw me, my wife nestled in my buddy's arms, giving me a mischievous grin. My buddy had my wife on his left arm, his right hand touching her small but firm breasts. Seeing this, I suppressed my nervousness and joked, "Hey, you two are pretty good. Still haven't done it?" My wife muttered softly, "You're always causing trouble." My buddy laughed and said, "We were waiting for you. We wouldn't dare start if you didn't come." "As I spoke, I stripped off my clothes. My manhood was already raging. I sat on my wife's right, my left arm around her waist, my right hand on her other breast. I whispered in her ear, teasing her, 'Wife, didn't you want him to fuck you? Why aren't you doing it yet?' She denied it, 'Don't talk nonsense. It's all your bad idea. You taught me to be bad. It's my fault!' I teased her as I touched her genitals. Surprisingly, it wasn't as wet as I'd imagined, just a little damp. I was a little surprised at how satiated she was tonight." I pulled the towel aside, and my buddy's penis drooped dejectedly. I assumed they weren't quite in the mood yet, so I didn't think much of it. My buddy also put his hand on my wife's genitals and we stimulated her clitoris together, one of her most sensitive spots. Soon, she closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around our heads. We each took one of her nipples into our mouths, sucking and licking. My wife started moaning, her body went limp, and she slid down onto the bed. I knew she loved being oral sex, and I was thinking of having my buddy do it for a while, but I was afraid he... The first time, I was too shy, so I knelt down and kissed my wife. At that moment, her vaginal fluids flowed freely, covering my face. I especially loved the scent of her vaginal fluids—it was pungent and had a unique, faint fragrance. Just smelling it was enough to arouse me. I liked to take her vaginal opening entirely into my mouth, licking every part of her vagina with my tongue, then quickly licking it inside. Every time, she would arch her back, holding my head with both hands so I could lick her hard. Finally, I would gently tease her clitoris, allowing her to experience her first orgasm without penetration.

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