My Secret with My Best Friend's Wife (Repost)

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Hui is one of my best college classmates. We were classmates in high school, got into the same university after the college entrance exam, and lived in the same dormitory during college.
Therefore, we were practically inseparable best friends.
I remember when we first entered college, it was all about pursuing girlfriends. With his handsome appearance and unique charm, Hui successfully won over a girl named Yanzi. As a result,
handsome Hui and beautiful Yanzi became one of the most talked-about topics among us dormitory brothers. Because of my close relationship with Hui, we often
went out to eat and shop together, and I naturally became good friends with Yanzi as well.
I remember one summer weekend, Hui, Yanzi, and several of Yanzi's roommates (who, of course, had boyfriends) had a gathering. Because there were quite a few people,
the guys inevitably had to drink. Relying on his high alcohol tolerance, Hui and the others kept drinking, and eventually everyone got drunk.
When I received a call from Yanzi, I rushed to where they were eating without hesitation, picked up Hui, and carried him back to the dormitory.
As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I saw the school security guards checking students who had been drinking and returning late. Damn, what bad luck! Getting caught like this would be terrible; at the very least, I'd get
a public reprimand and be on the department's "honor roll."
While I was hesitating about what to do, Yanzi whispered, "Why don't you stay at our rented place tonight? It
's better than getting a notice from the department." With no other choice, I carried the exhausted Hui all the way from school to their rented place.
They rented a place on the sixth floor. My god, I was completely drained after carrying a grown man all the way from school to the sixth floor; my legs were trembling, and I was covered in
sweat and smelled awful. Just then, Yanzi brought out Hui's shorts and T-shirt from the bedroom: "I'm so sorry, you're exhausted. Take
a shower and change into his clothes!" Great! I quickly went to the bathroom to shower.
As I stripped naked and enjoyed a hot shower, I glanced up and noticed several pieces of clothing hanging in the bathroom—or rather, Yanzi's
underwear: a black lace bra, black stockings, and a rose-colored thong. My God! My nose almost bled. On
a whim, I picked up her underwear and greedily inhaled its fragrance. A youthful scent filled my senses, and naturally,
my penis stubbornly stood erect, so firm and strong.
Yanzi's breasts were full yet perfectly proportioned, firm and elastic. From my observation, her breasts would
jiggle slightly with each step she took, and those jiggling breasts were the treasure I'd always longed for in my dreams. And today, her bra and panties were right before my eyes,
so alluring. A fire seemed to burn within me, rising higher and higher, stronger and stronger.
Holding the black lace lingerie in one hand, I began my familiar "airplane battle" with the other, lasting a full ten minutes before finally succeeding. After showering,
I quickly put her clothes on the hanger, changed, and went outside. I ran into Yanzi in the living room; she had just changed into a tank top and was about to go in for a shower
. When I looked up and saw her, my face flushed instantly, and I quickly ran to the living room to watch TV.
Yanzi came out of the shower a while later, and when she saw me, she was also blushing and couldn't lift her head, probably guessing that I had seen her lingerie.
That night, lying in the living room, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, thinking about the alluring thong, thinking about Yanzi's full breasts. As I thought about it, my little brother got erect again.
To soothe my little brother's emotions, another "airplane battle" ensued…
The next day, we went back to school. At lunchtime, I suddenly realized that I still had their house key. Just as I was about to return it to them,
a terrible thought popped into my head: "Go get a key made." "I don't know what came over me. I was in a daze when I made a copy of the key and
returned it. I couldn't concentrate on my afternoon classes.
Since they went shopping today and wouldn't be back late, I sneaked into their house this afternoon, opened the door, and went into
their bedroom. I lay on the bed for a while, smelling Yanzi's alluring scent, and then opened the wardrobe, wanting to gather more information.
The wardrobe was neatly hung with many clothes. Opening the bottom drawer, it was full of Yanzi's underwear and panties—red, black, purple—and
many of them were erotic lingerie. The exaggerated shapes and diverse styles almost made my eyes pop out. At that moment, I could imagine
how sensual and alluring it would be for Yanzi to wear these erotic lingerie and make love with Hui, and how happy Hui would be."
I couldn't help but tremble as I grabbed two thongs, one black and one purple, and stuffed them into my pocket. After caressing all of Yanzi's bras and panties,
I sneaked away. In the days that followed, I sneaked into their rented apartment several times. Each time, I found something new, some new lingerie
. Afraid of being discovered, I didn't take any more panties. Instead, I wore all the bras and panties in their bedroom, savoring Yanzi's scent.
From then on, I often masturbated in my dorm room using Yanzi's panties. At the moment of ejaculation, my mind was filled with Yanzi's image, as if she were my girlfriend
, my woman. But from then on, when I saw Yanzi, my gaze would dart away, afraid she would notice something.
Four years passed quickly. We graduated and all stayed in the same city to work. Yanzi and Hui got married, while I remained single. We still
got together from time to time to eat, drink, and chat.
After marriage, Hui became increasingly unrestrained, spending his days indulging in entertainment venues, which Yanzi could only turn a blind eye to. I repeatedly advised Hui to
cherish Yanzi, but his reply was, "Once you know the taste of wild flowers outside, you won't be so infatuated with the flowers at home anymore." I harbored a small hope:
that Yanzi would be my woman, and I would cherish and love her.
During my time with Yanzi and her friends, I began to care for her, to stand up for her, and to occasionally give her small gifts. Of course,
all of this happened very naturally, and no one noticed anything amiss.
One night, very late, Yanzi called me crying, saying that Hui hadn't come home for several nights, spending his days drinking and going to bars. I rushed to Yanzi's house and
patiently comforted her. Although I deeply resented Hui's philandering, I still outwardly tried to reconcile them. As Yanzi spoke, she cried. It turned out she had discovered
ambiguous text messages on Hui's phone. When she called the number, a very young woman answered, claiming to be Hui's girlfriend. Gentle by nature, Yanzi
didn't want a divorce and could only suffer in silence.
I comforted her, patting her shoulder. Yanzi was very depressed, leaning on my shoulder and sobbing softly. I emotionally embraced her shoulders.
Yanzi trembled, slowly raised her head, looked at me with her beautiful eyes, and then closed them. I could no longer control myself and lowered my head to kiss her. My tongue…
Just as I tasted that sweet tongue, she suddenly pushed me away: "We can't do this, it's immoral, you should leave!"
For the next few days, we avoided seeing each other to avoid awkwardness. Finally, I found a weekend and invited Hui and Yanzi to a resort in the suburbs for a vacation, hoping
they could relax and reconcile.
The mountains were green, the water was clear, and everyone was in high spirits. We had a great time. That evening, we built a bonfire in the farmhouse courtyard, ate barbecue, drank, and reminisced about our university
days. As we talked, we became emotional, reminiscing about our beautiful youth. We gradually got drunk, but no one wanted to give up, so we kept drinking.
Even Yanzi, who usually doesn't drink, drank three bottles of beer; she was clearly very happy that day.
I don't even know how I got into the room. We booked two rooms, next to each other, one for the two of them and one for myself. In the middle of the night, I woke up needing to pee
, and, feeling dizzy, went to the public restroom in the corridor. When I came back, I forgot to close the door and fell asleep on the bed.
In my sleep, a familiar scent of perfume wafted through the air, and someone entered my room and got into my bed. Then, she hugged me from behind, her prominent breasts
pressed against my back, and her small hand slipped inside my underwear. "I want you…" a familiar voice whispered in my ear, and my lower body was already
in rebellion. I couldn't control myself any longer, and I mounted her. Who she was, she'd offered herself up.
When I took off my bra, in the moonlight, I saw that familiar face—it was Yanzi! She was still lost in the haze of alcohol, confused and excited. She
'd gone to the wrong room and mistaken me for Hui. A windfall like this—it would be foolish not to take it. I pulled her clothes up, covering her
face, and began to caress and play with her ample breasts.
Yanzi's breasts were absolutely beautiful, full but not bloated, with delicate pink nipples, their graceful curves tantalizing my senses. Seeing this, I
couldn't resist any longer. First, I touched it with my hand, and finally, I took her nipple into my mouth. "Ah, so comfortable..." Yanzi moaned.
The pink nipple slowly hardened and stood erect under my assault, and the areola also enlarged. At the same time, my hand wasn't idle either, sliding into
her panties. Yanzi cooperated by lifting her buttocks, allowing me to pull down her panties. She kept rhythmically moving her buttocks to meet my restless hand.
Before long, my hand was already wet.
Yanzi's hand kept touching my penis. Under her care, my penis was much larger than usual, but after all, it was just a hand, unable to give it
a warm embrace. It struggled to break free of her hand's embrace, wanting to break into that mysterious paradise.
I finally resisted the urge to suckle and bite her sweet nipples, preparing to explore that mysterious paradise with my thick, long member. But the depths of her vulva were unusually warm and moist,
like a overflowing stream. As my smooth member slid in, like a boat entering harbor, a slow, warm embrace followed, making my whole body go numb to the bone.
With a slight push, when I entered fully, Yanzi couldn't help but cry out again, "Ah! Ah... Ah..." What followed was a rhythmic piston-like
motion. Watching her jade-like body lying beneath me, her breasts and buttocks bobbing, each thrust gave my senses unparalleled stimulation.
"Ah... Husband, faster, don't stop..." Yanzi cried out, and I quickened my pace. My long-cherished wish of several years had finally come true; I finally possessed Yanzi
. The inner screams, accompanied by the intense stimulation of my senses, pushed me to my absolute limit. For over twenty minutes, I remained energetic and
tireless.
Between moans, Yanzi cried out, "Husband, what's wrong with you today? How come you're so strong and powerful?" As waves of climax
washed over her, she sat up, straddled me, and took the initiative.
Suddenly, Yanzi's beautiful eyes opened, her body trembled for a moment, then she closed them again, riding on me and enjoying the thrill of the thrusts.
As her climax approached, Yanzi's movements became larger and more frantic: "Ah... God! So good..." I pressed Yanzi down, making her
buttocks stick up, and began to penetrate her from behind. With each rhythmic thrust, "plop, plop" sounds filled the air. I
reached to grab Yanzi's beautiful breasts, my hips pounding forward relentlessly, even the bed creaking in rhythm with us.
"Ah... Don't stop, keep going, harder, ah... I'm going to fly! Ah..." Finally, Yanzi was swept away by the pleasure of climax, her body convulsing violently,
her eyes glazed over, and her face flushed. She groaned loudly, her legs clamping tightly around my body, panting heavily. I
ejaculated deeply into her vagina during Yanzi's climax.
After a while, Yanzi sat up, put on her clothes, and said softly, "You've really ruined this." I regained my senses, hugged Yanzi tightly, and
kissed her cheek: "Yanzi, be my woman, I will love you forever." Yanzi sighed softly and pushed me away: "I won't blame you, I
went into the wrong room myself. Forget it, just think of it as a dream." With that, she left without looking back.
In the following months, no matter how I tried to approach Yanzi, she would always keep me at arm's length, her tone
cold and distant. I even felt that we couldn't even be friends. But I knew that Yanzi hadn't told Hui about this; perhaps, it would remain
a secret between us forever.

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