My wife and I's story, part nine

Let me continue talking about what happened at my wife's house on the day we registered our marriage. Since it was my first time having sex with a woman, the memory is especially vivid. What I can't forget is our second time. My wife's reaction was incredibly strong; her moans rose and fell. To be honest, I was quite nervous then, so my attention wasn't as focused on my penis as it was the first time, and my sensitivity was lower. Perhaps this is why the second time lasted longer. What I remember most clearly is that during our time together, I vaguely heard the bathroom door open and close twice, about ten minutes apart, and I also seemed to hear coughing. I thought it was my father-in-law's voice, so I didn't dare move. But my wife kept urging me to continue, saying it was so exciting and she had wanted to be with me for a long time, telling me not to worry and to just go for it. But I just couldn't concentrate fully. I kept thinking about how I would face my father-in-law the next day. Heh, would he be disgusted with me? After all, we weren't officially married yet, and this was in his house, right under his nose, making his daughter scream. I was really a little guilty. But I could also clearly feel that my lovely wife had been waiting for this day for a long time. Perhaps she did this often before we fell in love, but after dating for so long, this was the first time we'd truly made love. Maybe she had been thirsting for it for so long… In the final sprint, I could clearly feel that our joined bodies were soaked with my wife's fluids, my pubic hair was tangled in clumps, even my testicles were wet, and the blankets were filled with an aroma I had never smelled before, an aroma that intoxicated me. I loved that aroma—the smell of sweat, the fragrance of my wife, and the sensual scent emanating from her genitals. It made me feel incredibly satisfied and happy… The last image etched in my mind is my wife's high-pitched moan and the trembling of her white leg pressed against the wall as I ejaculated. Then, as I collapsed beside her, I felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and languid weakness. My wife didn't say anything, she just silently took a wad of toilet paper and placed it between her legs. Then she lay down next to me with a happy look on her face. We held hands and rested for a while, then I suddenly remembered something and asked my wife: "Sister, I ejaculated inside you both times, are you worried about getting pregnant? Are you scared?" She calmly said: "Don't be afraid, we'll get married after the New Year, so let her get pregnant, I'll give you a baby sooner or later anyway." I was very happy to hear that, and secretly imagined that getting her pregnant would be a very fulfilling thing, haha. I thought for a while and couldn't help but laugh out loud. She asked me: "What are you laughing at? Dream on!" My thoughts suddenly returned to what we were doing, and I asked worriedly: "Did you hear the bathroom door open when we were doing it? Twice, no less, and I heard your dad coughing. Will he find out about us? How am I going to face him tomorrow?" My wife laughed and said: "Really? I didn't hear anything at all." I laughed and said: "You were focused on me, you didn't have time to think about anything else." She called me a bad guy. I felt a little embarrassed, so I told my wife, "No, I'll leave early tomorrow morning. Tell Mom and Dad I have to go." My wife said, "You're spineless, a coward!" I said, "It's not that I'm a coward, I'm just really embarrassed. What if your dad asks me if I slept well last night? What am I supposed to say? No, I'd better run away first to avoid embarrassment."
So I got up early and left my wife's house. Then, in the afternoon, I called my father-in-law to explain briefly before I felt relieved. From then until winter break, we didn't have a chance to make love. Firstly, because we were busy—everyone's workplace is busier before the Spring Festival. Secondly, there wasn't a suitable place. This made me extremely anxious. Every time I called and said, "Honey, I want to sleep with you again, I'm so horny!" she would giggle and say, "Then come and marry me! Just bring me to your house!" I would immediately say, "Looks like I have to marry you right away, I'm going crazy! I've decided to get married right after the New Year." My wife happily said, "I'm craving it too! I'm waiting for you to get ready!" Then we'd happily dream about the future before reluctantly hanging up. But things took a turn for the better. Before the Spring Festival, when I went to my wife's house to tell her that we'd chosen International Women's Day after the New Year and had consulted her father and received his approval, my wife said, "According to custom, I might have to spend the Spring Festival at your house this year. Would you be happy about that?" I immediately cheered and said, "Then we can be together again! That's wonderful!" My wife said, "Look at how happy you are! But I'm afraid I won't be comfortable spending the New Year at your house. I don't know many people there, I'm really embarrassed." Then I comforted her, making her very happy. From that day on, I looked forward to the Spring Festival every day, because my happiness wasn't far away. Friends, thank you for watching. See you next time! I hope we can communicate often and make progress together! Let's make 69.com even more beautiful!!

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