Playing one after another

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I've been having affairs with the wives of my good friends and classmates one after another. I don't know why. Is it because their husbands can't satisfy their sexual needs, or are they deliberately trying to seduce me, to change things up and try something new? Or maybe having an affair is just more exciting, or maybe they have some other reason, which I have no idea.

She's my neighbor across the street, Mrs. A, a married woman (45 years old, 85/100 in looks, a beautiful woman in her late twenties, with long, shiny black hair protecting her fair and delicate neck, a 75/10 in figure, with a pair of round and proud breasts standing tall on her chest, exuding the charm of a mature woman and a faint fragrance). Her husband is an administrator at a research institution, and they have two children, one a college graduate serving in the military, and the other currently in college. We only chat occasionally when we bump into each other, but every time I see her, whether it's day or night, she's always dressed very sexily, making me want to kiss her.

One day, I returned home from a business dinner (around 3 a.m.) and noticed the lights were on in the apartment across the street. Curious, I parked my car and looked over. I saw that the curtains weren't drawn, and I saw Mrs. A, wearing a white silk spaghetti-strap nightgown, sitting in the living room watching TV. I was about to go home, but I found myself drawn to her window and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?" She opened the door and said, "It's too hot, and my husband is away on a business trip. I can't sleep." I casually said, "Want to come to my car and chat? The air conditioning is really nice." Without hesitation, she replied, "Sure." So I opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat next to her. While we were talking, I noticed from the side that she wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were vaguely visible in front of me, making my penis involuntarily grow and causing me to have inappropriate thoughts. We chatted for about ten minutes, and then she suddenly said to me, "Your air conditioning is very cold, do you want to come to my house to chat?" I thought that since no one was home, it wouldn't hurt to chat at her house, so we went to her house to chat. As soon as we entered, she suddenly asked me, "She once saw me doing something with Aunt D behind my house on the rooftop." As I was trying to figure out how to answer her, she turned and went to the kitchen, asking, "What would you like to drink?" I quickly replied, "Iced water, please." She then brought out two glasses of iced water. I wondered if she knew about my affair (I often had affairs with Sister-in-law D on the rooftop). I thought to myself, "I really want to have sex with you today, and I can use this opportunity to shut you up." So, I pretended to reach for the glass, and as I took it, I deliberately touched her hand. She was startled, and before I could even get a firm grip on the glass, she let go, and the water spilled all over her. I splashed water all over her silk nightgown (oh my god, it was transparent under the soaked nightgown, so she wasn't even wearing underwear, how sexy!), and we both gasped (of course, I pretended it was an accident). She laughed and said, "It's okay," and I quickly apologized and sat down on her sofa. I grabbed several tissues and started wiping her there (her legs and a large patch of pubic hair were visible under her skirt). All of this made me feel hot all over and my mouth dry. The perfume scent emanating from her body was an irresistible temptation! Her low-cut, thin-shouldered nightgown, her fair breasts, dark areolas, and large patch of pubic hair were clearly and vividly presented before my eyes, making me stare, feel hot all over, and my heart race. My penis became even more aroused and hard.

I sat beside her, my lecherous eyes fixed on her breasts. She noticed and looked down at her own chest, realizing I'd already seen her full breasts. She cried out, "How can you look at me like that?" I snapped out of it and said, "I'm sorry, you're so beautiful, so pretty." Beside her, I smelled the fragrance of her hair, a mature, middle-aged woman's allure. I said flirtatiously, "Your breasts are so white and full, so beautiful. I really want to touch them." She blushed crimson, and hearing my flirtatious words, her breath quickened, and a chill ran through her. "You're going too far!" I said, taking advantage of the situation, I rolled over and pinned her down, kissing her lips while frantically trying to untie the straps of her nightgown. She deliberately shook her head, trying to avoid my kisses, but soon I managed to kiss her. I pulled down her nightgown, and she screamed as if electrocuted by the sudden embrace, "No!" "!" She shivered all over, trying to dodge my embrace. (Dry tinder and a raging fire, once lit, will burn fiercely.) Like winter bamboo shoots, her dark areolas were incredibly alluring. Her lower abdomen was flat, and her plump, high vulva was covered with a large patch of soft, dark pubic hair. The slender slit of flesh was faintly visible. My greedy eyes stared at her naked body. I changed the position of my hands. My left hand wrapped around her slender waist, and my right hand reached into her half-exposed nightgown (her skin was so well-maintained). She was already slumped on the sofa. I slid down her smooth, tender skin and finally grasped her large breasts. I felt that her breasts were round and firm, full of elasticity, and very comfortable to touch. Holding them in my hands, the wonderful touch made her sexual desire rise even higher. My already aroused and erect penis kept touching her genitals through her pants and skirt. She struggled and gasped, "No, don't do this, don't do this." But I ignored her and became even more aroused. My hand, which was holding her slender waist, suddenly reached under her skirt and touched her genitals. She was shocked and whispered in my ear, "No, don't do this, it's too much," but she didn't stop me. After about five minutes, she murmured, "The lights downstairs are very bright" (she buried her head deep in the sofa). So I asked her if we could go to her room on the second floor. Without waiting for her reply, I got up, took her hand, and went upstairs to her room.

Upon entering the room, her body went limp, and she leaned back on the bed. I quickly removed her nightgown. Fear and tension surged through every cell of her body. Her alluring, naked body trembled before me. Her face flushed red, and she covered her breasts with one hand and her lower abdomen with the other: "No, we're neighbors." I gazed at her snow-white body, gently pushing her hands away. Although she had given birth, perhaps due to good maintenance, her skin was still snow-white and translucent. Her pair of sexy, tender breasts trembled before me. Although not as large as a D-cup's, they were firm and full. With a nervous expression, I pulled her thighs to the edge of the bed, bent down, and spread her beautiful legs, parting the thick pubic hair to reveal her thick labia majora and thin labia minora. I first used my right hand to knead her clitoris, which was the size of a grain of rice, and occasionally stroked it. I stroked the thick, dark pubic hair around her, then inserted two fingers into her tender, red vulva, tracing the flesh up and down before rotating them incessantly. Her fingers were soaked with wet, lustful fluid. She gripped the sheets tightly, her body trembling. This was the first time a man other than her husband had touched her private parts at home, especially since it was me touching and playing with her. (This made her both shy and excited, with an indescribable pleasure). This pleasure was something she couldn't experience with her husband. My fingers continued to explore inside her, sometimes in, sometimes out, sometimes flicking, sometimes pressing. The lustful fluid had already soaked some of the sheets. At this point, based on experience, I knew she was completely at my mercy. She had lost her reason, disregarding shame, and involuntarily raised her pink buttocks, displaying her secret area without reservation, fully revealing her burning desire, ready to enjoy the pleasures of lovemaking.

So I grabbed a pillow and placed it under her buttocks, then spread her legs apart and lifted them high onto my shoulders. Her hairy, plump vulva looked even more alluring. Intending to tease her, I held my penis head against her labia at the edge of the bed, gently rubbing it along the moist, tender flesh around her vulva. The pleasure aroused by the prelude to intercourse quickly spread throughout her body. She closed her eyes in shame, letting out wanton moans, which made my blood boil even more and my penis swell even more. So I thrust forward forcefully. My entire penis, sliding down her wet, narrow opening, was inserted into her. I hadn't expected her vagina to be so tight; her labia gripped it tightly, giving me incredible pleasure. I gently thrust in and out, and after about ten minutes, I increased the speed of my thrusts, pounding into her clitoris. She was completely tingling with pleasure, gripping the sheets tightly, her white, tender buttocks twisting and thrusting upwards, making her vagina even more prominent to meet the thrusts of my large penis. She moaned rapidly from her cherry-like lips, her full, white breasts rising like fleshy balls. She bounced and trembled, panting heavily, her body drenched in fragrant sweat. With each thrust of my brother, the tender, red flesh of her vagina turned in and out with his rhythmic movements, her juices flowing freely, soaking a large patch of the sheet. As I forcefully thrust in and out, my brother's thrusts became faster and more forceful within her opening and closing vagina. Her vaginal fluids gushed out, and I felt a surge of pleasure as my glans was washed by the hot flow. A wave of tingling sensation ran down my spine, and my hips arched several times, releasing a powerful ejaculation. I ejaculated inside her, and we both reached the limit of passion and the climax of desire. We held each other's hands, cheeks pressed together, legs intertwined, and closed our eyes to quietly enjoy the lingering passion in our bodies after the climax. We kissed and embraced for five minutes before getting up and getting dressed. When we got downstairs, she told me to leave quickly, as it would be terrible if the other neighbors saw us. She said I had already played with her body and should be satisfied, and there would be other opportunities in the future. Urged on by her, I reluctantly went home.

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