My wife has a very close colleague and friend named Xiao Jing, who is 30 this year. They used to work at the same unit. In 2006, Xiao Jing passed an exam and entered a government agency, becoming a section-level cadre. Although they no longer work at the same place, having graduated university and started work together, sharing life for three years, they are inseparable best friends who talk about everything.
On the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiao Jing called, saying she wanted to visit us as the Spring Festival was approaching. My wife was very happy and prepared a sumptuous meal with red wine. Lunch was very comfortable. Watching the two women talking together, I also felt quite content, listening on the side. Xiao Jing's husband works in Guangzhou; they've been married for eight years, living a life of separation with little time together. Due to heavy snow, he couldn't return home for the New Year this year. From the conversation, it was clear that Xiao Jing envied our kind of reunited life, and her words and demeanor revealed a faint sense of melancholy.
While Xiao Jing went to the restroom, I said to my wife, 'You haven't seen each other for a long time. Let Xiao Jing stay tonight and have a good chat about life.' Because we often watch adult videos and read novels together as a couple, when we came across wife-swapping stories, we found them novel and exciting. When making love with my wife, we often mentioned the hardships of someone like Xiao Jing living alone. I once joked to my wife that if Xiao Jing was willing, I could help her solve her sexual hunger. My wife is very open-minded. She said, 'As long as you have me in your heart, I don't oppose you having sex with Xiao Jing. On one hand, it enhances the fun of sex; on the other, it deepens the friendship with Xiao Jing. We're all good sisters. In ancient times, men had three wives and four concubines. Nowadays, as long as the husband treats me well emotionally and spiritually, having sex with my sister one more time is understandable.'
Enough digression, let's get to the point.
After discussing with my wife, I begged her to ask Xiao Jing if she had any thoughts about staying over for some fun. I told my wife we could start by talking and testing the waters, otherwise it might hurt our friend's feelings. My wife said, 'Don't worry, we often discuss on the phone whose husband, yours or Xiao Jing's, has a bigger dick! Married women who are close friends share a lot of bedroom talk related to sex.'
After lunch, I watched TV with the child, while my wife and Xiao Jing looked at novels and movies on the computer, chatting as they watched about feelings and needs in married life. Whenever they saw exciting new scenes or plot developments, they would giggle, and occasionally I heard Xiao Jing ask: “Has your husband done that too?” My wife said: “Of course. As long as it feels good, we use whatever positions and methods we can. The most comfortable position is me on top, haha.” Xiao Jing said: “It’s so nice to have a husband by your side. You can eat dick whenever you want, unlike me—I’m full one meal and hungry the next. Sometimes when I crave it badly at night, I can only use my hand myself. Sigh, there’s really nothing I can do.”
My wife said, 'Hey, Xiao Jing, you know what? My husband said if you're willing, he can let you eat his dick. He really likes your big breasts. If you're willing, how about letting my husband sleep with you tonight? We're good sisters. As long as my husband doesn't fool around outside, I support him having sex with my own sister.'
"Really? You won't be jealous, will you?" the wife said. "How could I? We're good sisters, after all. There's one thing though: please don't take my husband away because you like him for sex. If that happens, I'll be miserable." Xiao Jing said, "I definitely won't. I'm actually very grateful to you, my good sister."
After getting Xiao Jing's consent, my wife came over, hugged me, and said: 'Hubby, you go and get intimate with Xiao Jing for a while first, get familiar, so it won't be awkward when it's time for the real thing.' Seeing my wife being so understanding, I hugged and kissed her tightly, then went to the study computer to read a novel with Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing, 165 cm tall, with an oval face, a small nose bridge, and full lips. Well-maintained, her skin was delicate, dewy, and fair. With a slender willow-like waist and rounded buttocks, she exuded the sensuality and beauty of a mature young woman. Especially her large breasts—even through her sweater, the nipples could be seen pushing the fabric up high. She sat on my lap, and I embraced her from behind, reaching into her sweater, gently kneading and flicking her nipples with my fingers. 'Xiao Jing, your breasts are so big, I can't even hold them all,' I said. 'Brother Jun, Xiao Wen and I are good sisters. Thank you both for being so considerate of me. Tonight, I'll definitely serve you well with her.' As she spoke, Xiao Jing's lips approached, gently kissing mine. I caressed her while passionately kissing back, the rich fragrance of a young woman flowing into my mouth, stimulating my brain, my heart racing, and my blood slowly boiling.
My hand slowly caressed Xiao Jing's body, starting from her neck downward, passing her chest, and lingering on her breasts. The other hand reached from behind into her waistband, caressing Xiao Jing's full, round buttocks... Gradually, Xiao Jing seemed to enter a wonderful dream, softly moaning, her body writhing and entwining under my caresses and kisses, making 'mm' sounds from her mouth. Seeing Xiao Jing's charming appearance, a feeling of cherishing her arose. I picked up Xiao Jing, kissing her as I walked into the bathroom.
"Bro, let me help you take off your clothes."
“Mm, okay, Xiao Jing.”
Xiao Jing began gently and slowly undressing me. When she saw my developed chest muscles, thick black pubic hair, rounded buttocks, and thick erect penis, she couldn't help but gasp in surprise, whispering in my ear, 'Brother Jun, you're so sexy, no wonder Xiao Wen often praises you on the phone. I like men like you.' After speaking, she pressed tightly against me and embraced me. I also slowly undressed Xiao Jing completely. Her smooth, fair skin, full and perky large breasts, leaped out like a pair of jade rabbits. At the base of her rounded thighs, thick black pubic hair gleamed. Due to the earlier caresses and kisses, both plump pink labia were covered in pale, sticky love juices. I joked, 'Xiao Jing, look, you're drooling.' Xiao Jing shyly said, 'Brother, it's all for you. Let's wash down there properly first; later, I want to taste your cock.'
"Mm, okay, as long as Xiao Jing can eat well and be full, I'll be a good landlord; then your Wen younger sister will be satisfied."
"Bro, with such a good husband like you, Sister Wen is so lucky!"
Standing under the showerhead, water rushing down, we tightly embraced, kissing and caressing, soon cleaning our entire bodies. Xiao Jing said, 'Brother, I want you to enjoy this properly.' As she spoke, she crouched down, her head lowering to my groin, her small mouth gently taking my swollen, purple glans, sometimes swallowing and releasing, sometimes tightly wrapping it with her lips, sometimes licking, twirling, and sucking with her tongue. I slowly savored it while leaning down, using my hand to stroke and caress Xiao Jing's buttocks and vulva, occasionally inserting my middle finger into her already drenched vaginal opening, shallowly and quickly stimulating her. Under my caresses and stimulation, Xiao Jing, feeling pleasured, shook her head while vigorously sucking my thick penis and swayed her hips, enjoying my touch. After a good while, she breathlessly released my penis from her mouth and said, 'Brother, I can't take it anymore, I want your big cock to quickly thrust in and fuck my tender little pussy.'
"Mm, all right, little sister." After saying that, I embraced Xiao Jing face to face. She held my big cock with her small hand, and the glans rubbed quickly against her clitoris and labia. Her fluids flowed onto my glans and penis. She, meanwhile, was so aroused she felt almost dead and alive at the same time, moaning "Mm, mm, mm" in her mouth and shouting, "Brother, hurry and come in, my pussy is so itchy."
“Sis, climb up onto the washstand, and I’ll fuck your tender pussy from behind, okay?”
"Okay, brother, I like this the most. Don't forget to stroke my breasts with your hand."
"Mm, all right."
Xiao Jing lay over the bathroom counter, her plump, round buttocks presented before my eyes like a kettle. Her slightly dark anus was closed like a chrysanthemum, dense black pubic hair covering her labia majora, her labia minora already parted, with much vaginal fluid flowing down to the area around her anus and buttocks. I raised my thick, large cock and gently, quickly rubbed it around her anus and vulva. Xiao Jing moaned and pleaded, 'Brother, fuck me quickly, my tight little pussy is so itchy, sister wants your big cock to fuck me hard.' I said, 'Okay, lift your butt a bit higher so I can fuck you deep.'
"Mm, brother, I'll listen to you."
After saying that, Xiao Jing buried her head even lower, raised her buttocks high, completely exposing her private parts before my eyes. My thick glans slowly inserted into her vaginal opening, all the way to her cervix, and stopped moving. I could feel the tender flesh inside her vagina tightening around my large cock, with a lot of fluid seeping out, soaking my entire penis wetly. Xiao Jing swayed her hips, moaning, enjoying the friction of my large cock inside her vagina. The inside of her vagina tightened and loosened rhythmically, like a small mouth kissing my large cock. It felt so good I lost myself, involuntarily starting to thrust deeply and rapidly. The 'squelch', 'squelch' sounds accompanied Xiao Jing's loud moans and cries, echoing in the bathroom.
We did it for a long time. Xiao Jing said, 'Brother, I'm tired, let's change positions.'
I said, 'Xiao Jing, no rush. Tonight in bed, I'll let you properly enjoy the cock, okay?'
Xiao Jing said, 'Yeah, it's been a long time since I had sex. You fucking my tight pussy feels so good. Tonight, I want you to really enjoy it.' I said, 'Alright, let Xiao Wen help you.'
"Mm, all right, big brother." As she spoke, Xiao Jing stood up, stroking my big cock while kissing my chest. It was truly beautiful.
Just enjoying this tenderness, my wife called from outside: "Are you two done? It's time to come out for dinner."
My wife's voice came from outside the bathroom door, carrying a hint of teasing and laughter.
Xiao Jing raised her head, her face still flushed from earlier, gently pushed me, and said softly, 'Brother, go out first, don't keep Wen sister waiting anxiously.'
I nodded, helped her put her clothes back on piece by piece, and quickly got dressed myself. We looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. Xiao Jing smoothed her hair and whispered in my ear, "Tonight... we'll continue properly."
Opening the bathroom door, my wife was leaning against the doorframe, holding a plate of cut fruit, her eyes full of mischief.
“We’ve been chatting so long; the water’s probably cold by now, right?” She handed over the fruit and deliberately looked at the two of us. “Your faces are all red like that—did you already have a round before this?”
Xiao Jing's face turned even redder, but she didn't shy away. Instead, she actively linked arms with her wife. 'Wen sister, thank you... really.'
My wife patted the back of her hand and smiled: 'Saying that is being too polite. Come on, let's eat. Eat your fill so you have the energy to serve our big hero again tonight.'
The dinner atmosphere was even more relaxed than at noon. The table featured a few extra dishes specially prepared by my wife, and another bottle of red wine was opened. The child had already returned to their room to do homework, leaving only the three adults in the living room.
Xiao Jing sat between my wife and me, occasionally serving me food, occasionally pouring wine for my wife. After several rounds of drinks, conversation also grew livelier.
“Actually... I was really hesitant at first.” Xiao Jing put down her chopsticks, her voice a little soft, “I was afraid of ruining your relationship, and also afraid I wouldn’t be able to control myself. But just now in the bathroom, Brother Jun was so gentle, and I suddenly felt... the feeling of being accepted by you both is really good.”
My wife reached out and held her hand, 'We've discussed this many times. As long as everyone is happy and no one gets hurt, there's nothing to fear. You're my best sister; I want you to feel good too.'
I sat aside, quietly listening to the conversation between the two women, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction welling up inside me. It wasn't just simple lust, but a feeling of being trusted and shared with.
After dinner, the child washed up and went to sleep. The living-room lights were dimmed a little, leaving only one floor lamp on. My wife went to take a shower first, leaving me and Xiao Jing sitting on the sofa.
Xiao Jing leaned over, resting her head lightly on my shoulder, her voice very low. 'Brother, does Wen sister really not feel jealous at all?'
I turned my head and kissed the top of her hair: "She's much more generous than you think. And she said that seeing you feel good excites her even more."
Xiao Jing was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly looked up and actively kissed me. This kiss was deeper than the one in the bathroom, carrying the sweetness of red wine and her own tenderness. My hand slipped under her sweater again, my palm against her warm skin.
At that moment, the bathroom door opened.
My wife walked out wrapped in a towel, her hair still dripping. Seeing our position, she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she smiled, walked over, sat down on the other side of Xiao Jing, and turned Xiao Jing's face towards her.
“Let me try it too.”
The sight of the two women kissing was right before my eyes. Watching their soft lips entwined and their tongues gently tangling, my whole body was completely set ablaze. While kissing Xiao Jing, my wife loosened the bath towel, revealing her fair and full body, then took Xiao Jing’s hand and placed it on her chest.
"Tonight, let's do it together," his wife said softly. "Serve him well, and enjoy yourself too."
Xiao Jing nodded, her eyes completely moist.
The three of them walked into the bedroom together. The door closed softly behind them.
The bed was large enough for all of us. My wife first pressed Xiao Jing onto the bed, then straddled her waist, leaning down to continue kissing her while pulling my hand, having me embrace both of them from behind. My chest pressed against my wife's back, my hands reaching around to knead both women's breasts simultaneously—one familiar, belonging to me; the other new, soft, and full.
Xiao Jing softly moaned beneath, her hands unsure where to place, finally just gripping the bedsheet tightly. My wife lifted her head and smiled at her: 'Relax, no one is in a hurry to finish tonight.'
The time that followed became long and soft.
I first had Xiao Jing lie down, knelt between her legs, lowered my head to kiss her abdomen, inner thighs, and finally took her already moist labia into my mouth. Xiao Jing's waist immediately arched up, letting out a soft cry. My wife sat beside us, one hand stroking Xiao Jing's hair, the other holding my penis, slowly stroking up and down.
"Bro... so comfortable..." Xiao Jing’s voice had already taken on a crying tone.
I looked up, switching to gently probing with my fingers, while simultaneously raising my head to kiss her. My wife lowered her head, took my glans into her mouth, and skillfully licked it with her tongue. Both their mouths and hands were pleasing me at the same time, the pleasure so intense it was almost overwhelming.
After a while, my wife voluntarily moved aside, signaling me to enter Xiao Jing.
I guided my penis, aiming at her slick entrance, and slowly pushed in. Xiao Jing's vagina was hot and tight, swallowing me inch by inch. She wrapped her arms around my neck, buried her face in the crook of my shoulder, and let out a long, satisfied sigh.
“All of it... has gone in...”
I started thrusting slowly, each time trying to reach as deep as possible. My wife knelt beside us, lowering her head to kiss Xiao Jing's breasts, sometimes sucking her nipples, sometimes gently biting. The panting sounds of the two women intertwined, the mattress swaying gently with the movement.
After doing it for a while, Xiao Jing said she wanted to change positions. I told her to lie down properly and entered from behind. This angle went deeper, her hips raised high, and each thrust made a crisp slapping sound of flesh. My wife slipped under her, tilted her head up to kiss her, and at the same time fondled her clitoris with her hand.
Xiao Jing soon reached her first orgasm. Her body trembled violently, her vagina contracting in waves, squeezing me painfully. I resisted the urge to ejaculate, slowing my pace to let her gradually calm down.
"It’s your turn." Xiao Jing gasped to his wife.
My wife smiled and lay down, spreading her legs. I got off Xiao Jing and entered my own wife instead. The familiar enveloping sensation made me let out a low sigh. Xiao Jing knelt beside us, lowering her head to suck on my wife's nipple, one hand reaching down to help stimulate her clitoris.
The three of them kept taking turns swapping positions and roles like that. Sometimes it was me using my fingers to enter two people at once; sometimes the two women serviced me together with their mouths and hands; sometimes they used their thighs to rub against each other’s. Sweat, bodily fluids, and low moans mingled together, and the air was thick with the scent of lust.
Finally, I had Xiao Jing sit on me while I lay on my back. She supported herself on my chest, moving up and down. My wife knelt by my head, allowing me to lick her while feeling Xiao Jing's movements. Pleasure built up layer by layer, until at a certain moment, we all reached climax simultaneously.
When I came inside Xiao Jing, she also reached orgasm, leaning forward and tightly embracing me. My wife, under my tongue, trembled and came, her love juices flowing down my chin.
Afterward, the three of them lay side by side on the large bed, and no one hurried to clean up. The wife's fingers gently combed through Xiao Jing's hair, while Xiao Jing's hand rested on my chest.
"Thank you all." Xiao Jing's voice was very soft, yet sincere.
My wife turned her head and kissed her forehead: 'If you ever want to come back, just say the word. Our door is always open for you.'
I pulled both women into my arms, feeling their warm body heat. Outside the window was the cold night of the twelfth lunar month, but the room was warm and quiet.
This night will continue.
But at least at this moment, all three of them felt a rare sense of satisfaction and ease.
Only the sound of even breathing remained in the room. The floor lamp was dimmed to its lowest, and the curtains were drawn tightly. Xiao Jing lay on my right side, one hand gently resting on my chest; my wife pressed against my left side, her legs entwined with my calf, her fingers tracing my collarbone intermittently.
After a long time, Xiao Jing suddenly spoke in a low voice: 'Actually... when I came just now, many images flashed through my mind. When I was alone before, I always felt like something was missing. Only tonight did I realize that being trusted and shared with is more reassuring than mere physical satisfaction.'
My wife softly 'mm'-ed and buried her face in the crook of my shoulder: 'That's why I'm willing. Seeing you comfortable makes me happier than being comfortable myself.'
I held the two of them a little tighter, not saying anything. Some emotions don't need to be confirmed with words.
After a while, Xiao Jing’s fingers began drawing circles on my chest, the movement getting slower and slower, yet more and more intentional. She raised her head, looked at me, and said with a slightly hoarse aftertone, “Bro... can you still manage?”
I lowered my head and kissed her forehead, then turned my head and kissed my wife. My wife understood immediately, actively sat up, propped the pillow higher, leaned against the headboard herself, and patted her thigh: 'Come here, Jingjing. This time it's my turn to hold you.'
Xiao Jing crawled over, leaning back against her wife's chest. Her wife wrapped her arms around her from behind, hands cupping her breasts, thumbs gently teasing her already somewhat swollen nipples. Xiao Jing leaned in her embrace, eyes half-closed, emitting soft nasal sounds.
I knelt before them, first lowering my head to kiss Xiao Jing's lower abdomen, then moving downward along the center line. Her labia were still wet and slightly swollen from earlier. I gently parted them with the tip of my tongue, found her already sensitive clit, and slowly circled it.
Xiao Jing's waist immediately went soft, her hands gripping her wife's arms tightly. Her wife whispered comforting words in her ear, while kneading her breasts and occasionally lowering her head to kiss her neck.
“Relax... let him lick it properly...”
I added a finger, slowly probing inside, finding that spot on her inner wall, gently pressing. Xiao Jing's breathing immediately became erratic, her legs unconsciously clenching and then relaxing. My wife's hand slid from her chest to her lower abdomen, holding her down, not letting her twist too much.
"Bro... a little deeper..." Xiao Jing’s voice had already taken on a crying tone.
I switched to two fingers while speeding up with my tongue. My wife, meanwhile, reached a hand down to help spread her labia, allowing me to make more thorough contact. The breaths of the two women intertwined, and the mattress gently rocked.
Xiao Jing quickly reached another climax. Her whole body arched, leaning into her wife's embrace as she trembled violently, her vagina contracting in waves, gripping my fingers tightly. Love juices flowed down the back of my hand to my wrist. I didn't stop, continuing to gently stimulate until she completely softened, then slowly withdrew my fingers.
My wife lowered her head and kissed her sweaty forehead, smiling at her, 'Alright, now it's my turn.'
Xiao Jing panted and nodded, actively turning over, letting my wife lie down. She imitated my earlier position, kneeling between my wife's legs, first gently probing with her fingers, then lowering her head to take her in her mouth. Her movements were somewhat clumsy but exceptionally earnest. I embraced Xiao Jing from behind, one hand reaching around to fondle her breasts, the other gripping my already re-hardened penis, slowly rubbing it between her buttocks.
My wife closed her eyes, one hand pressing on Xiao Jing's head, the other gripping the bedsheet, letting out suppressed moans. Xiao Jing occasionally lifted her head to catch her breath, her lips and chin wet, but her eyes were startlingly bright.
I couldn't wait any longer. I lifted Xiao Jing's waist a little, aimed at her still wet and soft entrance, and slowly re-entered. She let out a long sigh, leaned her whole body forward, buried her face between my wife's legs, but didn't stop using her tongue to serve.
The three of them were connected together again.
I thrust from behind, reaching the deepest point each time; Xiao Jing, while being entered by me, focused on pleasing my wife; my wife, meanwhile, sometimes looked down at us, sometimes reached out to stroke Xiao Jing's hair and back. The room filled again with the sounds of flesh colliding and wet noises, mixed with suppressed yet clear panting.
This time neither of us was eager to finish.
I tried several angles, sometimes having Xiao Jing sit up and move on her own, sometimes having her lie on top of my wife while I entered from behind, simultaneously reaching a hand to the front to help stimulate my wife. Xiao Jing's orgasms came faster and faster each time, each contraction gripping me so tightly it made my scalp tingle. My wife also climaxed twice in a row under the dual stimulation of her tongue and my fingers.
Finally, I turned Xiao Jing over, letting her sit facing me on top. My wife knelt beside us, one hand on my shoulder, the other reaching down to help guide me inside. Xiao Jing braced her hands on my chest, moving up and down on her own, her pace gradually quickening. Feeling the urge to ejaculate rising again, I reached out to hold her waist and whispered:
“Can I?”
Xiao Jing nodded, holding me tighter. 'Inside... I want it.'
My last few thrusts were deep and heavy, and I shot everything inside her. She reached orgasm at the same time, trembling as she lay on top of me. My wife then leaned down and kissed both our cheeks, one hand still gently stroking Xiao Jing's back.
Afterward, the three of them lay side by side again. This time none of them said anything; only their fingers intertwined, their breathing gradually syncing up.
Outside the window, a light snow had begun to fall at some point. The room was warm and quiet.
Xiao Jing suddenly whispered, 'Tomorrow... can I stay one more day?'
My wife turned her head, smiled, and nodded: 'Stay as long as you like. Anyway, the kids are going to a friend's house during the day, we have plenty of time.'
I pulled both of them back into my arms and closed my eyes.
This night would indeed continue.
And tomorrow probably wouldn't end so quickly either.
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