It's so great to play with someone else's wife in someone else's house!

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This woman is 35 years old, 158 cm tall, with a well-proportioned figure and delicate features; her appearance would be an 80 out of 100. More importantly, she's skilled in bed. Don't let her refined appearance and simple, traditional attire

fool you; once she's undressed, she's incredibly uninhibited, her moans rising in waves. My brother saw her profile on a dating website and added her on QQ. At the time, I was 28, single, and didn't frequent prostitutes (afraid of their uncleanliness). Finding a respectable woman as a sexual partner had always been my dream. After seeing her profile, I thought, "A 35-year-old woman with a 7-year-old daughter still actively making friends—I feel there's potential," so I added her on QQ.

As expected, the woman's husband was away on business for long periods, only spending a few days a year with her, and she was incredibly sexually frustrated.

After getting a basic understanding of her family situation and inner thoughts, I gradually steered the conversation towards sex (methods have been described by many fellow enthusiasts, so I won't repeat them). After several more phone calls, I finally lowered her guard and aroused her desire.

That day, as agreed beforehand, I booked a room at a hotel in her city (a two-hour drive apart), and then called to let her know I had arrived at the hotel. Not long after, she arrived at the hotel. Upon opening the door, the man couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise. The young woman before him had a well-proportioned figure and delicate features. Although there were some wrinkles around her eyes, they gave her a housewife's charm, adding to her allure. Before this, since neither of them had seen each other's photos, the man had been anxious, fearing he might encounter a dinosaur and leave disappointed.

Being their first meeting, both were inevitably a little reserved. They sat facing each other on the bed and chatted for a while. During this time, the man tried to hold her hand, but she politely declined each time, though she didn't show any aversion. About half an hour later, she said she had to leave early, adding that she would come back that evening to invite him to dinner. This was around 3 PM.
After a meal, some half-joking, half-serious risqué remarks, and a few ambiguous glances, the two had lost their initial awkwardness and become quite familiar. Stepping outside the hotel, it was raining heavily. Although she had an umbrella, the man slipped under it, his right hand naturally encircling her shoulder. She didn't refuse. Frankly, the man was younger than her, and his looks and character were decent; she wasn't at a disadvantage dating him.

Hiding half her body under the umbrella, he naturally took the opportunity to pinch her waist and brush against her breasts. Each time he did this, she would only symbolically flinch a few times—it was just a woman's shyness. The man's first thought was: this woman is mine for tonight.

Upon arriving at the hotel, as soon as the door closed, my brother grabbed her from behind, reaching forward to gently knead her breasts through her clothes, then proposing to her. She didn't refuse his touch, but resisted being undressed; forcing her didn't work. So he pulled her onto the bed, kissing her and continuing to caress her breasts through her clothes, arousing her desire. Half an hour later, she finally confessed her feelings: this was her first time having an affair with a man other than her husband. Because the hotel was so close to her home, and the city was a small county, she often ran into acquaintances and was worried about safety.

Around 9 pm, she invited me to her place. Ha! Of course, I was more than happy to go. Going to her house, playing with someone else's wife in someone else's bed—wouldn't that be even more exciting? Because her husband was away for long periods, and her 7-year-old daughter lived with her maternal grandmother, she was essentially living alone.

A few minutes later, they arrived at her house. As soon as the security door closed, the brother eagerly helped her take off her coat, then casually took off his own as well. On the surface, it was to please her, but his true intentions were elsewhere. She turned on the TV and sat on the sofa, but neither of them were really interested in watching. The brother's groping hands continued to ravage her clothes, and he even used his mouth to gently "taste" her breasts. With her husband away so often, she was, in fact, a very sexually active woman. Not long after, unable to contain herself any longer, she blushed and shyly told her brother, "I want you!"

After carrying her to the large bed where she usually made love with her husband, her brother locked the door and quickly ripped off her clothes, leaving her naked on the bed. He then quickly tore off his own clothes, standing before the bed with his erect penis, continuing to kiss, caress, and flirt with her. The woman's figure was even better without clothes; her breasts were half-bowl shaped, her waist was slender, and her body was very well-proportioned. Under the soft lighting, she possessed a certain beauty, and her skin was also good, feeling very pleasant to the touch.

Perhaps because it was her first time sleeping with a man other than her husband, the woman was initially quite shy, thus she could be considered a truly virtuous woman. After carefully admiring and caressing the body before me, and then "tasting" various parts of her body with my mouth, I mounted her and thrust. By this time, she was already moaning, her lower body soaking wet.

I may not be very good at other things, but my penis is quite impressive, 16 centimeters long, thick and hard. After a few dozen thrusts, the woman's moans grew louder, and her body, which was initially somewhat stiff, became softer and began to cooperate with my movements. I thrust for about half an hour, during which time we changed positions such as missionary, woman-on-top, doggy style, and sitting face-to-face. The woman's moans grew louder and more intense, her movements increasingly lewd—while her brother was penetrating her, she would occasionally reach out and touch his testicles, panting and calling out, "Deeper, deeper." Sometimes, when her brother tried to stop and catch his breath, the woman would hold him tightly to the buttocks.

The most exciting and unforgettable thing about being with her was getting her to call him "husband." During foreplay, she absolutely refused to call him that; even after he stripped naked and penetrated her, she still wouldn't. After thrusting for quite a while, when she was nearing orgasm and her face was full of lust, I asked her to call me "husband" again. At first, she still refused, so I pretended to pull my penis out of her vagina. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the woman's hands tightly hugged my buttocks, refusing to let my penis leave, while she kept calling out "little husband, little husband." It felt so good!

We fucked for almost an hour (Note: I'm not bragging. Maybe it was because I was playing with someone else's wife on someone else's bed, or maybe it was because the woman's moaning was good and her movements were well coordinated. Anyway, I performed beyond the norm). The sheets were soaked, and then I called it a day. The two lay naked on the bed, rubbing their naked bodies together, savoring the afterglow. During this time, the brother jokingly asked, "Which penis is better, hers or your husband's?" She replied that her brother's penis was better, but she and her husband were more coordinated, making orgasms easier for her.

After chatting for a while, the brother's large penis became erect again, and he had sex with her again. After sleeping naked in bed, the next morning he couldn't resist waking her up and having sex with her again—it was amazing!

The next morning, the brother felt refreshed, and she seemed very satisfied too. She bought him breakfast and made him formula, becoming a perfect little wife, haha! He

had originally planned to go home the next day, but having sex with her was so enjoyable, so he stayed another night. I had a good time with her, making her moan, but the next night I only did it twice, as I was too exhausted.

A week later, I went and had sex with her again. Soon after, her husband returned, and after he left, there was a family crisis at her parents' house, so I didn't go back to her, planning to go again later. Playing with someone else's wife in another man's bed is incredibly exciting, and I hope to experience that feeling many more times.

This woman is 35 years old, 158 cm tall, with a well-proportioned figure and delicate features—an 80 out of 100 in terms of appearance. More importantly, she's skilled in bed. Don't let her refined appearance and simple, traditional attire fool you; once she's naked, she's incredibly uninhibited, her moans rising in waves.

I saw her profile on a dating website and added her on QQ. At the time, my brother was 28 years old, single, and didn't frequent prostitutes (fearing they might not be clean). Finding a respectable woman as a sexual partner had always been his dream. After looking at her profile, he thought that a 35-year-old woman with a 7-year-old daughter who was still keen on making friends seemed promising, so he added her on QQ.

As expected, the woman's husband was away on business for long periods, only spending a few days a year with her, and she was incredibly sexually frustrated.

After basically understanding her family situation and inner thoughts, my brother gradually steered the conversation towards sex (many fellow enthusiasts have described the methods, so I won't repeat them), and after several phone calls, he finally dispelled her guard and aroused her desire.

That day, as agreed beforehand, I booked a room at a hotel in her city (our cities are a two-hour drive apart) and then called to let her know I had arrived. Soon after, she arrived at the hotel. Upon opening the door, I couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise. The young woman before me had a well-proportioned figure and delicate features. Although there were some wrinkles around her eyes, they gave her a housewife's charm, which only added to her allure. Before this, since neither of us had seen each other's photos, I had been anxious, fearing I might encounter a dinosaur and be disappointed.

Because it was our first meeting, we were both a little reserved. We sat facing each other on the bed and chatted for a while. During this time, I tried to hold her hand, but she politely declined each time, though she didn't show any sign of aversion. About half an hour later, she said she had to leave early, and that she would come back to treat me to dinner that evening. It was a little after 3 p.m.
Over dinner, after some half-joking, half-serious risqué remarks and a few ambiguous glances, the awkwardness between us disappeared, and we became quite familiar. As we walked out of the hotel, it was raining heavily. Although she had an umbrella, my brother still slipped under it, his right hand naturally wrapping around her shoulder. She didn't refuse. To be honest, my brother was younger than her, and his looks and character were quite good; she wasn't losing out by dating him.

Hiding under the umbrella with half his body around her, he naturally took the opportunity to squeeze her waist and touch her breasts. Whenever her brother did this, she would only flinch a few times, a mere display of female shyness. Her brother's first thought was: this woman is for tonight.

Upon arriving at the hotel, as soon as the door closed, he embraced her from behind, reaching forward to gently knead her breasts through her clothes, moving them lightly up and down. He then begged her for sex. She didn't refuse his touch, but resisted his attempts to undress her, and even force didn't work. So he carried her to the bed, kissing her and reaching inside her clothes to caress her breasts, arousing her desire. Half an hour later, she finally confessed her feelings. This was the first time she had ever had sex with a man other than her husband. Because the hotel was so close to her home, and the city was a small county, she often ran into acquaintances and was worried about safety.

Around 9 PM, she invited me to her place. Ha! Of course, I was more than happy to go. What could be better than playing with someone else's wife in someone else's bed? Because her husband was away most of the time, and her 7-year-old daughter lived with her grandmother, she was practically alone.

A few minutes later, we arrived. As soon as the security door closed, I eagerly helped her take off her coat, and then took off my own as well. On the surface, it was to please her, but my real intentions were elsewhere. She turned on the TV and sat on the sofa, but neither of us was really interested in watching. My manhood continued to roam freely inside her clothes, and I even used my mouth to "taste" her breasts. With her husband away so often, she was actually quite horny. Not long after, unable to contain herself any longer, she blushed and shyly told her brother, "I want you!"

After carrying her to the large bed where she usually made love with her husband, her brother locked the door and quickly ripped off her clothes, leaving her naked on the bed. He then quickly tore off his own clothes, standing before the bed with his erect penis, continuing to kiss, caress, and flirt with her. The woman's figure was even better without clothes; her breasts were half-bowl shaped, her waist was slender, and her body was very well-proportioned. Under the soft lighting, she possessed a certain beauty, and her skin was also good, feeling very pleasant to the touch.

Perhaps because it was her first time sleeping with a man other than her husband, the woman was initially quite shy, thus she could be considered a truly virtuous woman. After carefully admiring and caressing the body before me, and then "tasting" various parts of her body with my mouth, I mounted her and thrust. By this time, she was already moaning, her lower body soaking wet.

I may not be very good at other things, but my penis is quite impressive, 16 centimeters long, thick and hard. After a few dozen thrusts, the woman's moans grew louder, and her body, which was initially somewhat stiff, became softer and began to cooperate with my movements. I thrust for about half an hour, during which time we changed positions such as missionary, woman-on-top, doggy style, and sitting face-to-face. The woman's moans grew louder and more intense, her movements increasingly lewd—while her brother was penetrating her, she would occasionally reach out and touch his testicles, panting and calling out, "Deeper, deeper." Sometimes, when her brother tried to stop and catch his breath, the woman would hold him tightly to the buttocks.

The most exciting and unforgettable thing about being with her was getting her to call him "husband." During foreplay, she absolutely refused to call him that; even after he stripped naked and penetrated her, she still wouldn't. After thrusting for quite a while, when she was nearing orgasm and her face was full of lust, I asked her to call me "husband" again. At first, she still refused, so I pretended to pull my penis out of her vagina. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the woman's hands tightly hugged my buttocks, refusing to let my penis leave, while she kept calling out "little husband, little husband." It felt so good!

We fucked for almost an hour (Note: I'm not bragging. Maybe it was because I was playing with someone else's wife on someone else's bed, or maybe it was because the woman's moaning was good and her movements were well coordinated. Anyway, I performed beyond the norm). The sheets were soaked, and then I called it a day. The two lay naked on the bed, rubbing their naked bodies together, savoring the afterglow. During this time, the brother jokingly asked, "Which penis is better, hers or your husband's?" She replied that her brother's penis was better, but she and her husband were more coordinated, making orgasms easier for her.

After chatting for a while, the brother's large penis became erect again, and he had sex with her again. After sleeping naked in bed, the next morning he couldn't resist waking her up and having sex with her again—it was amazing!

The next morning, the brother felt refreshed, and she seemed very satisfied too. She bought him breakfast and made him formula, becoming a perfect little wife, haha! He

had originally planned to go home the next day, but having sex with her was so enjoyable, so he stayed another night. I had a good time with her, making her moan, but the next night I only did it twice, as I was too exhausted.

A week later, I went and had sex with her again. Soon after, her husband came back, and after he left, there were some family matters at her parents' house, so I didn't go back to her, planning to go again after a while. Playing with someone else's wife in another man's bed is incredibly exciting; I hope to experience this feeling many more times.

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