Groaning (family incest adult novel)

This is a story that happened during my wife and I’s honeymoon in 2008. We came to a tourist city. This is a picturesque and beautiful place. After getting off the train, we excitedly headed straight to those famous scenic spots that we had long admired. After a day of sightseeing, it was gradually getting dark. We decided to find a hotel to rest. My wife and I are both working class, so we can't afford to stay in high-end hotels. I just want to find a clean and sanitary mid-range hotel. It was the National Day Golden Week and we went to one hotel after another but all we got was that they were fully booked.

Just when we feel desperate and exhausted. An old man probably saw that we were tourists from out of town, so he came up to us and asked if we needed accommodation. This is good news that is like a life-saving straw for us. After getting a positive answer, the old man took us to his so-called hotel.

We followed him through the streets. Walked into a remote alley. Then we turned around and arrived at a residential area. This is a relatively old house. The words "Family Hotel" were written in red paint on the wall.

I regretted it after I went in. Each room is like a small matchbox with only a double bed and a bedside table. The rooms are separated by plywood. It's gloomy and dark. When the old man saw my dissatisfied expression, he immediately introduced that the room here was 50 yuan a night and this was the last empty room as all the others were full. There are public bathrooms and toilets.

Then they started saying that the prices here were cheap, it was convenient for going out, and if you miss this opportunity, you will miss this shop again.

But his words had no effect on me at all. I thought that no matter how poor I was, I couldn't spend my honeymoon with my wife in a place like this. What I didn’t expect was that my wife threw her luggage down and sat on the bed, gasping for breath. Yes, she was really tired after sitting on the train all night and then played for another day. I discussed with her: "Let's go and see if there are other hotels?"

The wife said coquettishly, "No, I'm too tired. I can't walk anymore."

The old man said, "You guys should leave now. It's the peak tourist season. You can't find a place to stay at this time. My place is already very good. You won't be able to find it if you leave."

I looked at the dark sky outside and it was already past seven o'clock. So I decided to live here. The old man and I started bargaining. I insisted on thirty yuan a night but the old man said he would only give me ten yuan. Just when we were at a stalemate, a young man in his twenties came in with a middle-aged couple. Their faces were also filled with fatigue, and they seemed to be tourists like us. As the young man walked, he said to the couple, "I guarantee that you will be satisfied. Sixty dollars a night."

Then walked into the room. The old man told the young man that someone was already there. Then he turned around and asked us if we were sure we wanted to stay. The young man asked how much they would pay, and the old man replied forty.

The young man said that the two of them had already agreed to give him sixty dollars. At this time, the wife rushed to say, "We have already agreed on forty-one nights, how can you go back on your word?"

The young man looked at my young and beautiful wife and said, "Okay, first come first served, you guys stay."

And so we settled down. well! I was really grateful to them at that time. But when I followed them to go through the formalities, I found that they all had strange smiles on their faces - because we were really too tired, my wife and I decided to rest early. So I took my toiletries and walked into the bathroom. It was indeed very simple.
The bathroom is a small room divided into two small rooms by plywood, which can only accommodate one person for bathing.

Just as I was about to close the door, I heard footsteps outside. I looked outside and saw a young girl of about eighteen or nineteen, dressed fashionably, coming over with a basin and going into the small room next door. The sound insulation effect of this plywood is really poor. The sound of the girl taking off her clothes, the sound of the faucet turning on, and even the sound of her breathing can be heard clearly.

The water next door was splashing. I started to become a little absent-minded, and while I was taking a shower I was fantasizing about a young girl taking a bath. I began to observe the bathroom carefully and found that the plywood was actually suspended in the air, about thirty centimeters away from the ground. I suddenly became excited. I quietly lay down and looked next door.

I was so disappointed. I could only see the girl's feet and her calves. Just when I was feeling frustrated, the sound of water next door stopped, and a washbasin was placed on the ground. As if a white light flashed, a white, tender, and raised butt appeared in front of my eyes. I was so scared that I stood up suddenly with my heart beating violently. I calmed myself down, turned the faucet to full blast, and bent over. It turned out that the girl was squatting in the basin washing her butt. I couldn't help but be overjoyed.

She turned her back to me, raised her little buttocks, and used her hands to clean the tiny anus in the crack of her buttocks. A small slit could be vaguely seen extending forward. I was so fascinated by the scene that my mouth was watering and my cock became hard. The beautiful scenery did not last long. The girl stood up and poured out the water in the basin. Just when I thought the show was over. I heard the girl filling another basin of water. I was so excited that my nose was bleeding.

The girl squatted down again, this time facing me, with her legs spread wide. I could see her black, curly pubic hair covering her hillock, and her plump white labia slightly open. The girl used her hand to gently rinse her vulva with water. The water droplets slowly flowed down from the girl's mons pubis, passed through the labia majora, flowed into the crack of the vagina, and then drifted down along the anus. Then the girl used her fingers to separate her labia majora to the sides. My eyes followed the flow of water and saw a small bean wrapped in tender flesh poking out from the middle of the B crack, with a deep and charming little hole underneath.

I felt like I was hit by a bullet, B, such a beautiful B, white, tender and attractive. The girl carefully scrubbed her little BB with her fingers, not leaving out any corner. Use your fingertips to stroke the labia minora, then try to spread it as wide as possible, use your fingers to open the labia minora, and flush that tempting little hole with water again and again. My cock swelled so much that I almost lost control. Difficulty breathing, lack of oxygen to the brain. The girl put soap on and rubbed it hard.
A snowflake appeared. When the clean water washed away the snowflakes, the girl's vagina looked more delicate and lovely. I seemed to be able to smell her fragrance even though I was only a few dozen centimeters away from her.
Then it was like she suddenly appeared before my eyes. The beautiful scenery disappeared in an instant. I took a hasty bath in a daze.
Back to the room.

When my wife saw that I had finished washing, she said to me happily, "You are clean now."

"Hmm." I answered absentmindedly.

"Okay, then I'll go take a shower. After that we'll... hehe" My wife kissed my cheek playfully, and I understood what she was hinting at.

After my wife left, I sat on the bed in a daze, recalling the scenes in the bathroom.

Suddenly, I thought about whether those scenes would happen if there was a man next door when my wife was taking a shower.

I rushed out of the room and ran to the bathroom. Fortunately, I breathed a sigh of relief. Only my wife was there and there was no one on the other side. My wife heard my voice and asked me what I was doing there. I replied, "See if you have finished washing." The wife laughed and said, "Silly boy, I haven't even started to undress yet, why are you so impatient? You came just in time, I didn't bring my clean underwear, please bring me my clean underwear, and then bring me your changed underwear and I will wash them for you."

I went back to the room, got my wife's bra and panties and went back into the bathroom. When I came out. I met the old man walking towards me and said to me with a smile: "The environment here is nice, I guarantee you will want to stay here again." Then he turned around with a sly grin and went into the bathroom next to my wife.

My head was slammed. Could it be that he caught me peeping at that girl taking a bath?

I thought to myself.

At this time, the sound of running water was heard in the bathroom and my wife started to take a bath. Then the sound of running water was heard on the other side and it was very loud. Could it be that the old man was spying on my wife? I silently begged my wife not to squat like that girl. Don't give this old man any chance. I was anxious to know what my wife was doing, so I bent down and looked through the air vent at the bottom of the door.

Things went against my expectations. My wife was squatting on the ground like the girl, but she was not washing her vagina like the girl. Instead, she was washing her long hair. I looked over next door, and as expected, the old man was lying on the ground drooling and looking at the bathroom next door, just like I had done before. His eyes were fixed directly on my wife's body.

The wife may have felt uncomfortable squatting like this, so she turned around and knelt on the ground with her back to the old man. As the room was too small and the basin was placed in front of her body, her whole body had to move backwards. My wife's raised buttocks were pressed against the bottom edge of the plywood. I looked over next door and saw that the old man was really happy. His face was only a few centimeters away from his wife's butt, and his hands were making gestures of holding, touching and caressing it.

At this time, something even more unacceptable occurred. My wife knelt on the ground, bent her body and put her head in the basin, but she didn't know that her buttocks, which were raised high, were facing the face of a strange man. My wife's anus,
The pussy is completely exposed. The old man lay on the ground, admiring my wife's body while stroking his cock, his mouth open, his lips and tongue constantly sucking and licking her pussy. It was as if he was really giving my wife a blowjob from behind.

At this moment, my cock actually became hard. At this time, the old man felt unsatisfied and knelt on the ground with his body leaning back, looking at his wife's asshole and vagina while pushing his hard cock towards his wife.

I almost screamed out loud. Is he really going to insert his penis into my wife's vagina? His cock was throbbing a few centimeters away from his wife. The light in his wife's room was so bright, and the old man had already turned off the light in his bathroom.
One is in the light and the other in the dark. The wife had no idea what was happening.

At this time, the wife applied shampoo on her long hair, and her hair and face were covered with foam. I saw that she closed her eyes tightly for fear that shampoo would get into her eyes, but she didn't know that this would give the old pervert an opportunity to take advantage of her. The old man noticed this and actually reached his hand between his wife's buttocks and gently stroked her pubic hair that was wet with water.

In order to wash the shampoo off her hair, the wife tried to lower her body and her legs naturally spread wide apart. However, she didn't know that this made her more dangerous. Her head was buried in the basin of water and her buttocks continued to stick out backwards. Slowly move backwards and continue backwards.

The old man knelt and moved his cock closer to his wife's pink pussy. Finally, my wife's butt had been raised to the bottom edge of the plywood and the old man's dick was standing right below my wife's butt. The old man was masturbating violently and did not violate further. My wife's butt was shaking up and down with the rhythm of washing her hair, and the old man's dick was jumping under my wife's BB. It was as if they were really having sex from behind.
Seeing this, my cock also became furious, and the old man's cock and my wife's pussy got closer and closer...

Because my wife's legs were spread wide apart, her vagina was also slightly open. The old man's black and translucent glans had reached the crack of my wife's buttocks, just one centimeter away. No, it should be said that it was about to hit the BB. The old man had a very good sense of measure. The distance was so close that the glans rubbed on my wife's drooping pubic hair, but it didn't touch her vulva. This made my wife unable to notice that a man's erect penis was almost inserted into her body. Maybe with a slight movement, the penis will be inserted without any obstacles.

In my heart, I actually strongly desired that cock to enter my wife's body. The old man's cock grew even longer, thicker and longer, and the glans even felt glowing under the lubrication of the water droplets flowing down his wife's pubic hair. The old man let go of his hands at this time, and his cock suddenly jumped up, bouncing back and forth under his wife's vagina and anus. At this time, my wife's butt was raised higher and her buttocks were spread wider. At this time, the tip of the glans actually gently rubbed against my wife's open little pussy. The old man's body twitched and he quickly covered his cock with his hand, and streams of semen gushed out from between his fingers. At the same time, the body moved backwards.

The wife may have noticed something, looked back and touched her butt with her hand. After finding nothing unusual, I continued to take a shower. My lovely wife, you have been toyed with by a strange man like this and you don’t even know it, I sighed. At this time, the old man put on his clothes and looked satisfied.

I hurriedly hid aside, and the old man came out and walked away shaking his head.

At this time, my cock was still swelling, and I walked into the bathroom involuntarily, took off my clothes, and imitated the old man, moving my cock over. I was imitating the old man's posture, moving my cock closer to my wife's slightly open pussy. At this time, the wife had just finished washing and her raised butt just happened to touch the cock, and she screamed. I quickly said, "It's me, don't scream."

My wife giggled and said, "I knew it was you. You are so bad. You started to make trouble while I was washing my hair." I felt so wronged and said to myself, my wife, you may never know that the dick that just brushed against your pussy was not your husband's.

I saw that there was no one around so I went into my wife's bathroom. Seeing my wife's naked body, I couldn't control myself anymore. I hugged my wife, made her kneel on the ground like when I washed her hair, raised her ass high, and my cock went straight into the depths of her paradise with a "pop". It was too late for the wife to twist her hips to dodge. One, two, three, it only took three strokes for me to ejaculate. I’m ashamed to say that it might be because I visited too many forums before marriage, masturbating every day while watching pornographic films. I didn’t expect that I would have the problem of premature ejaculation after marriage. Most of the time it only takes seven or eight strokes to finish.

Because I moved too much in the bathroom, I knocked the clothes hook behind the door off, and my wife's clothes all fell to the ground. After seeing this, my wife was a little angry and said, "What should I do? How can I go out when my clothes are all dirty?"

I saw that there was nothing I could do, because we only brought underwear with us when we went on the trip, and the rest of the preparations were outside.