Chapter 11 Is he wearing a condom?

Time is the best medicine to heal the trauma. Days pass by day, and my wife and I seem to have escaped from the nightmare that night and slowly return to our normal life.

But I could still find a deep guilt in the look of my wife looking at me inadvertently, and the grudge in my heart was even more difficult to dissolve in a short period of time. Whenever I thought about it, my chest would always hurt slightly.

Also, because I learned from Wang Xiangu that the existence of the Triangle Fate, although I did not believe it completely and doubted the fairy's motives, I felt that there was some conspiracy behind it.

But I am suspicious by nature and I would rather believe that my wife has it than that I don’t.

I am worried that the so-called triangular bond has formed between the three of us, but I dare not reveal this concern to my wife, because she will definitely denounce me as feudal superstition again.

Helplessly, I could only observe in secret and take the opportunity to test it to see if my wife had fallen in love with Hu Jun unknowingly.

That day, my wife and I were sitting on the sofa. While I was flipping through my phone, I pretended to be casually asking. These days, I haven’t seen Hu Jun much in the company... I didn’t see Hu Jun much, probably because I was hiding from me. I wonder what this guy is thinking?I lied, but I was actually hiding from him.

The wife was silent for a while and said resentfully that I don’t want to mention him, husband, have we agreed to let the past happen.

I expected that my wife would have this attitude and took out the prepared remarks. Wanqing, it is better to say something open than to be bored in my heart. Letting go is to forget it. We are loving couples, and there is nothing that cannot be talked about.

My wife was moved by my words and nodded repeatedly to show recognition. Her eyes showed gratitude, as if she was grateful for my open-mindedness and generosity.

I think he...he's pretty good, and he must not understand why he did that day...doing such a thing.After pondering, the wife whispered.

My wife actually thought about a man who took away her chastity. I almost vomited an old blood. She was too simple and kind, and she thought that everyone else was as pure as hers.

I felt very uncomfortable, but I couldn't say it out loud, so I had to pretend to be a joke. But pity?Shouldn't he be secretly happy?

Husband, let’s not say that.No, I don’t think Hu Jun is that kind of person.My wife's tone was a bit firm.

Then do you think I want to tell him the truth?I said with a strong jealousy in my heart.

I think it is necessary, and I...I don't want him to think I'm that kind of woman.My wife's voice was a little shy.

It would be fine if his wife didn't hate Hu Jun, but she was actually thinking about him and talking for him. She even cared so much about her image in his mind at this time.

I felt a cramped heart and couldn't say a word for a long time. Could it be that the so-called triangular knot has begun to appear?

Or is it that I am too sensitive?

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On the bed, I was about to turn off the lights.

Husband, do you dislike me?I thought I was not clean... My wife turned her head over.

Ah?Not there!How could I... When I saw the tears in the corner of my wife's eyes, I bent down and hugged her.

Then... Then why haven't you touched me for so long?My wife's voice was filled with a grievance and cried, which made people feel pity.

I've wanted you long ago!I'm just afraid that you will have some psychological problems... I didn't dare to say the word "shadow", but I made my wife's delicate body tighter.

Humph, a lie!My wife acted coquettishly and acted as a gesture to push me away.

Don't believe it?Then let my husband tell you with practical actions, hehe, after suffering a huge loss, we must make up for it!

I was excited and said what I thought.

I buried my head in my wife's little mouth, put my hand into her nightgown and stroked it. Every day I lay on the same bed with the fairy-like beauty, just looking at it and not touching it. I was already hungry and thirsty.

Turn off the lights.His wife said coquettishly that she has been married for so many years and is still as shy as she used to be.

I turned off the bedside lamp with my wife, bent down again, skillfully took off my wife's pajamas and bra, and started kissing from her ears, all the way down, cheeks, chin, neck, shoulders, chest... Every inch of my wife's skin, like a boiled egg with a peeled shell, crystal clear, smooth and tender. Kissing her skin is like a delicious delicacy, leaving a fragrance on her lips and teeth.

Over the years, my wife has always been very conservative in bed, but today seems a little different. Not only did she take the initiative to touch my head and back, but she also crossed her long legs around my waist, and her breathing sounds heavier than usual.

When my lips held the pink nipples, my wife made a clear moan. Her breasts were her sensitive part. I would use more effort here every time foreplay, but I also had to grasp the right amount of time. I could only kiss and lick it gently with the tip of my tongue. If I used too much force, my wife would push me away because of discomfort.

I lifted my wife's buttocks and took off her white cotton panties. Between my legs, the plump mons pubis raised like a hill. Because of dancing, my wife would regularly trim the hair in her private parts, leaving only a neat inverted triangle forest above the vagina. The other parts were extremely smooth, and the black and thick pubic hair set off the snow-white and smooth skin around her, making her look young and energetic.

Yishitian's famous honey hole never gets tired of seeing it. The labia are white and red, the hole is tightly closed, only a hint of redness is revealed, and the skin around it does not have any pigmentation. The one with such a delicate private part like a girl is actually a young woman who gave birth to a child not long ago. This is just my secret.

I really want to taste this rare treasure, but I know my wife will definitely refuse because she feels it is unhygienic.

Similarly, she has never given me a blowjob.

I could only caress with my hands, but even so, the smoothness and tenderness that came from my fingers, as well as the softness and elasticity that I felt at the entrance of the hole were enough to make me fascinated.

My wife is already wet, and I can’t wait, but my erectile function has not been very good. Before inserting, I need my wife to touch it with her hands to achieve the best hardness.

My wife was already familiar with this process, so she took the initiative to reach out and hold my penis.

I leaned over and went to the bedside table to get the condom.Because we are reluctant to install toxic contraceptive rings in our wife's body, we are even more unable to take medicine. We have always used condoms to contraceptive.

When I was tearing the packaging bag, a question suddenly flashed through my head: Does Hu Jun have a condom?So many days have passed, and I have been tortured by pain, but I have ignored such a serious problem!

Even though I knew that saying such words would be a big blow to the scene at this time, I still couldn't help but ask in a low voice, was he wearing a condom that day?

My wife's body trembled like an electric shock, and it took a long time to say that I...I have taken...I have taken contraceptive pills afterwards.

Oh my God, my true husband has only cummed his wife in the few times he was preparing for pregnancy. Hu Jun, the bastard, easily poured his shameless semen into my wife's holy birth canal!

Because of anger, I took the condom several times but didn't bring it in, and my glans hurt. But what surprised me was that if I had been in the past, after such a struggle, my penis had already become soft, but today it was surprisingly firm.

The penis finally entered my wife's body, and I suddenly felt a sense of comfort that perfectly combines softness and elasticity. I felt that there were countless small granulations in my wife's warm and moist vagina, sucking my penis from all directions and constantly massaged it.

My penis is of medium to lower level, but I can still feel the excellent wrapping feeling in my wife's tight vagina. If it were replaced by Hu Jun's domineering size, what would it feel like? And what kind of experience can he bring to his wife?

This unbearable thought made me thrust quickly uncontrollably, and I soon had the urge to ejaculate, which scared me so much that I quickly slowed down the rhythm of shivering.

I gently lay on my wife's body, put my hands on her ear, kissed her fragrant lips, and pressed her plump breasts on her breasts, feeling the two hard-pressed particles scratched on me.

This traditional missionary posture is the most familiar sex position between us and our wife. It is conservative but comfortable, and in addition to this, it is an ordinary female upper and male lower style.

I also want to try more fresh and exciting positions, but my wife is unwilling to cooperate because of her sense of shame, so I naturally don’t want to force her.

On my wife, I was lifting and falling my waist at the rhythm I was most familiar with, enjoying this ketone body that could be called a beauty in the world.

I also want to penetrate deeper, thrust faster, and grab more effort, as if this can make up for some of my wife's losses of being raped, but I know that I will soon surrender.

My wife’s feedback today was very positive. She took the initiative to hug my body into her arms. Her mons pubis was even more upward, and her moans were louder than usual. These manifestations were unusual for her.

Another reason I like missionary posture is that I can completely control the rhythm, which allows my ordinary sexual ability to be fully utilized, and to do it for a longer time, or to satisfy my wife for a while.

But today, somehow, I feel like I can't hold on for long.

I stopped reluctantly and signaled my wife to change her position with a female upper and male lower body. This is also our normal process, but it is earlier than usual.

The position of the woman on the woman can give the woman more pleasure.I want my wife to enjoy it for a while before I ejaculate.

I looked up at my wife, her beautiful face covered with red clouds, and her black hair draped down her shoulders, forming a sharp contrast with her snow-white jade body, like a condescending princess.

I held my wife's slender waist and guided her to twist back and forth.

I also secretly tried to imitate the strong male actors in the A film, and gave them from the bottom up. However, my little body felt sore after a few strokes, so I simply enjoyed my wife's tricks.

The wife gradually accelerated her speed by twisting her waist and swaying her hips. Her breasts on her chest swayed, her head tilted back, her almond eyes were blurred, and she was panting, and her whole body was filled with all kinds of charm.

I love my wife's nobleness and elegance in her daily life, and also her coquettishness that is rare at this time. These two contrasting pictures blend together to stimulate my senses.

Although my wife has a slim figure and a thin waist, she is an excellent dancer. Her core strength is very strong, and her waist, hips, buttocks, and legs contain explosive power that cannot be underestimated.

What's even more serious for me is that my wife's pussy will contract and squirm when she is excited. Combined with her developed pelvic floor muscles, I will surrender in minutes, so the posture of the woman always makes me love and hate.

Soon, my glans felt a powerful suction force, and the wrapping feeling was even more exponentially strengthened. At the same time, my entire crotch was also extremely numb by my wife's strong buttocks.

Ah…Ah…Ah…My wife’s moans gradually became louder.

After a while, I felt my penis twitching uncontrollably inside my wife's body, and I ejaculated!

My wife immediately noticed my changes, and her movements stopped abruptly, and she couldn't help but show a clear look of disappointment and resentment on her face.

Well... I was a little overly excited today.I said embarrassedly.

Oh, it's okay, I feel very comfortable too.My wife was obviously comforting me.

Well, let's clean it.

good.

I crawled out from under my wife, went to the bathroom, and simply washed myself, then returned to the bedroom with a basin of warm water, twisted up the towel in the water, and carefully wiped my lower body. The movements were gentle and gentle, and repeated many times. I was actually subconsciously using this thoughtful after-service to make up for my poor bed performance just now.

Looking at my wife's seductive vagina that was still in excitement from a close distance, I felt a helplessness, just like having good fields but not being able to work hard, and having no blessings to enjoy the delicious food.