My wife and I's story, part five

After our last date, my relationship with my wife deepened. I was immersed in the sweetness of our romance every day, calling her whenever I had free time. I would go straight home after get off work, eagerly anticipating our evening date. Since I often worked night shifts, we could only meet two or three times a week at most. During these dates, we explored every corner of the campus, leaving behind countless memories of our passionate kisses. With my wife's support and love, I became bolder! Several times, I even dared to kiss and caress her passionately in front of strangers passing by. Seeing her shy and nervous expression always brought me immense satisfaction. As our relationship deepened, she finally told her parents about me. Once, during a date, my wife subtly told me that her parents hoped she would find a husband in the county town and were somewhat reluctant about our relationship. Looking at her worried face, I felt lost and helpless. A look of sadness crept onto my face too. My wife, seeing this, felt a pang of sympathy and said, "Don't worry, I'm here for you. I'm determined to be with you." I felt a little relieved and even more grateful to her. I secretly resolved to treat her well for the rest of my life and to find a way to get her parents' approval. This date was a bit awkward for both of us; it was the first time I experienced sweetness mixed with worry. My wife said that after her parents learned about our relationship, they became even more proactive in arranging dates for her in the county town. They would meet her once or twice almost every weekend when she came home, making me nervous and anxious every weekend. Although my wife repeatedly said she only loved me, I still felt uneasy. So I decided to take the initiative. I asked her principal to act as matchmaker and propose to her at her home. One Sunday, I hired a car, bought some gifts, and went to her house with her principal. Her father was very welcoming, immediately preparing a feast and inviting her uncle to join us. It was clear he had a good impression of me, constantly chatting with me. Her mother, however, remained cold towards me. When we left, her father only told her principal to wait and see, to let them get to know each other better before making a decision. So we returned home disappointed. To my relief, my wife insisted on coming back to school with us. Her mother didn't want us to go with her and asked her to stay later, but my wife ignored her and got into my car. When I said goodbye to my mother-in-law, she didn't even acknowledge me, only telling the principal, "Thank you for your trouble, please take good care of her daughter!" This made me quite upset. My wife noticed my unhappiness and depression, and tried to comfort me the whole way, saying, "You did a great job! My dad and my uncle both like you a lot!" Her principal also said, "It seems there's still a 70% chance of success. Don't rush, take it slow!" After seeing the principal off at school, my wife pulled me to her dorm and said, "Honey, I'm very satisfied with your performance. Don't be discouraged, you'll definitely succeed. Let's work together. I'll be your mole, what are you worried about?" Hearing this, my mood immediately brightened. I said, "Then you have to reward me." She said, "Okay, I'll give you a big prize today," and then she kissed me passionately, taking my hand and touching her breasts. I had already drunk a little, and her actions immediately set me ablaze with passion. I kissed her eyes, nose, ears, and finally her sweet little mouth, one hand caressing her breasts while the other lingered on her full, round buttocks. My wife was panting softly from my caresses when she suddenly interrupted me, saying, "Wait, this is tiring. Let's kiss in bed." Of course, I couldn't be happier. We lay down side by side, and I immediately rolled over and kissed her lips again, our tongues entwining. My hands became even more aggressive, groping her breasts. She was wearing a dress, and I could only touch her through her clothes and bra, which was quite unsatisfying. She felt uncomfortable and said, "I'll take off my dress so you can touch me, but you can't have any other thoughts." I immediately promised, "I'll absolutely obey!" She got up and took off her skirt and bra, leaving her in only black panties. It was the first time I'd seen her like this, and I felt incredibly excited. I felt hot all over and started sweating. She saw this and said, "If you're hot, take off your clothes too. It'll be more comfortable this way." I nervously took off my clothes, leaving me only in my panties. My penis was already rock hard. She laughed at me, "You're up to no good, you little rascal!" I couldn't resist kissing her lips again, then down to her nipples. Because I was more concerned about her genitals, I wasn't very focused on kissing them. She said, "Honey, why are you so distracted?" I said, "Wife, let me see your genitals. I can't resist, I want to see." She said, "No, I'm afraid you'll be unable to resist taking me." I said, "I'll just look, I won't take you. I swore!" She said, "Okay, you have to be good to me, you have to keep your word!" I squatted between her legs and saw that the crotch of her panties was already soaked. I said, "Honey, you're so wet down there." She laughed and said, "It's all your fault!" I swallowed hard and shakily pulled down her panties. What I saw was unforgettable! The pubic hair on my wife's vulva wasn't very thick, it was rather sparse. Her pink labia were slightly parted, and I saw a wet, clear mucus covering the area. I smelled a woman's unique pungent scent. My breathing quickened, my heart raced, and I had a strong urge to kiss her there. I brought my face close to her vulva. My wife felt my hot breath getting closer to her vulva and asked, "What are you doing?" I said, "It's better to see more clearly up close." Before she could react, I kissed her vulva. She was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening. She pushed my head away and used her thighs to stop my advance. She cried out, "No, honey! I'm dirty down there! I haven't washed yet!" I didn't even bother letting her wash up. I just said, "Don't bother, I'll lick it clean for you." So I started licking her vagina inside and out. At first, her vaginal fluid had a strong, pungent smell, a little salty and a bit astringent, but after a few minutes, the smell disappeared. I just felt a constant flow of fluid, more and more the more I licked. My wife was excitedly flailing her arms and legs. Then her body suddenly tensed up, arching her vagina upwards and pressing my head against her vulva with her hands. Finally, with a soft moan, she orgasmed. Her whole body relaxed, and my mouth was full of her vaginal fluid, with a few pubic hairs stuck in it, almost choking me. My neck was also very tired. Seeing that my wife was exhausted, I lay down next to her, touching her pubic hair, and asked her, "How does it feel? Do you like it? I haven't broken my vow, have I?" She suddenly cried and said, "Honey, you're the best. Thank you. After we get married, I'll let you have your fill!" She even touched my penis and said it was so big and hard, asking if I could handle it. I said I couldn't and wanted to ejaculate. She then said she would help me masturbate, and I immediately said, "Okay, I really want to!" I tried to kiss her, but she dodged me. She then started masturbating me with her hand and showed me her vagina. Soon after, I ejaculated, covering her hand and leg! I thought it was a wonderful day, so I said to her, "Wife, if you can't hold back before we get married, I'll lick you!" She blushed and agreed.

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