[Married Woman Incest] I'm a Big Pervert: Encounter in the New House

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The morning sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, warmly bathing the naked body that was still fast asleep beside me. My right hand gently stroked her silky hair, while my left hand roamed over her body, finally stopping at her meticulously groomed pubic hair. Two fingers lightly caressed and traced the entrance to her secret place. Although we had been locked in a fierce battle for most of the night, looking at her alluring sleeping posture and her body gleaming in the sunlight, my lower body still felt a strong reaction.

I gently massaged the small protrusion at the entrance of the cave, and I heard her, still asleep, unconsciously uttering soft moans of "Mmm... Mmm..." As the moans grew louder, the nectar within the cave flowed out, more and more until it could no longer bear its own weight and slid down the crevice, leaving a trail at the entrance, glistening and translucent in the sunlight. At this moment, she gradually awoke from her dream, her eyes slightly open and her cheeks flushed, and she said in a soft voice, "You're so naughty, mmm~" "I'm still sleepy, oh~ let me sleep a little longer, oh~, just a little longer, ah~" "The sun's already high in the sky, no more lazing in bed, time for morning exercise." I said mischievously, slipping my finger into her hole and fiddling with it. It would have been better if I hadn't, because the juice kept flowing out of my finger. Because of her constant writhing, my hand was covered in sticky liquid. After fiddling with it for a while, I pulled my finger out and put it in her mouth. She licked my juice-covered finger with her fragrant tongue, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

While stirring, I asked, "How is it? Is your nectar delicious? Is it sweet and delicious?" She hummed in agreement, then wrapped her arms around my neck, spat out her finger, and brought her mouth to mine. I met her kiss, and she extended her fragrant tongue to intertwine with mine. Every now and then, saliva mixed with her nectar flowed from her mouth into mine, which I swallowed with relish.

At the same time, I wrapped my arms around her waist and flipped her onto me. Then, I pressed my hands down onto her soft, firm buttocks, kneading them for a while before parting her buttocks and lifting them upwards. My penis was now fully erect, and I thrust it into her opening with a powerful stroke. The sudden stimulation made her moan loudly, and she began to rhythmically move up and down in sync with my thrusts, constantly uttering lewd words: "Oh~ good brother, um~ faster, ah~ my little hole, oh~ it feels so good, ah~." After thrusting for about 5 or 6 minutes, she began to beg for mercy: "Oh~ good brother, oh~ I don't want to..." "Alright, ah~ have mercy on me, I'm about to cum, oh~ fuck me to death, ah~" With her moans, her vagina kept clenching and contracting, sucking my penis with incredible pleasure. Streams of hot vaginal fluid gushed powerfully onto the tip of my penis. Her body went limp and she collapsed onto me. I didn't stop, continuing to fuck her while flipping her over. I knelt on the bed, put her legs on my shoulders, grabbed her ankles, and fucked her hard. Soon she started moaning loudly again. After about twenty minutes of this, I ejaculated amidst her moans and the stimulation of her gushing vaginal fluid, shooting deep into the depths of her vagina until the last drop of semen. I panted heavily, stroking her lovely face as I said, "Morning exercises are done, time to get up." She didn't speak, her face full of satisfaction. After a short rest, we both got dressed, ate breakfast, and went to work.

For the past two months, Linna and I have maintained this relationship. We're practically like a married couple. During her husband's absence, her emptiness and loneliness are compensated by me; having me as her lover makes her incredibly happy.

One Saturday afternoon, I was playing on the computer at home, engrossed in my game, when my phone rang. I picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number. Curious, I pressed the call button. A woman's voice came through: "Hello, Li Xiao? It's me." Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, I stiffly replied, "Oh, Zhang Qian, what's up?" "Um… I wanted to tell you, I'm getting married tomorrow. Can you come?" "Tomorrow…married?" I paused for a moment, then said, "Congratulations! I'll be there." "Hehe, thank you. See you at the ** Hotel at 5:18 PM tomorrow." She hung up after saying that.

Zhang Qian, my ex-girlfriend, was above average in looks, 167cm tall, and had a great figure. We were together for a year, and our relationship was very good. But later, her parents forced us to break up because they thought my family was too poor to provide their daughter with a wealthy life. No matter how hard I tried, it was no use. We even planned to elope, but it didn't work out.

Hearing this news always left me feeling a little lost, but what could I do? She was about to become someone else's wife, and I already had a girlfriend (plus a mistress). What else could I do but wish her well?

With mixed feelings, I spent the rest of Saturday in a daze.

That afternoon, I arrived at the ** Hotel as agreed. As soon as I entered the ceremony hall, I saw several acquaintances, all friends of Zhang Qian's, with whom I had a good relationship. So we sat down and chatted. Through our conversation, I learned that the groom worked in a municipal government agency, his father was a municipal government official, and his mother was a colleague of Zhang Qian's mother. They had gotten together through the matchmaking of their parents. The wedding was very grand and extravagant. During the reception, Zhang Qian and I chatted a few unimportant things.

After the banquet, Zhang Qian's friends insisted on dragging me to watch the bride-teasing games, so I reluctantly went with them to the bridal chamber. The bridal chamber was a duplex; the first floor had a living room, study, kitchen, and bathroom, while the second floor had a master bedroom, a secondary bedroom, and a bathroom. Besides us, the remaining dozen or so people in the bridal chamber were the groom's friends and colleagues. After the photographer finished filming, they started one game after another. The groom was already a bit tipsy, and during the games he was forced to drink even more, finally collapsing. With the groom down, teasing the bride wasn't very interesting, so everyone checked their watches—it was past nine o'clock—and went home. Since I wasn't going home the same way as the others, I was left behind. I had just reached the bottom of the stairs to make a phone call home when I realized my phone was gone. Suddenly, I remembered that they needed some music while teasing the bride, and I happened to have some on my phone, so I lent it to them. Then I left it on the bed. With that thought, I went back to the bridal chamber.

When I got to the door, I knocked loudly. Zhang Qian opened it and explained why. She led me to the master bedroom on the second floor. I saw the groom still lying on the bed, completely drunk. My phone was nearby. I took the phone and went to the living room on the first floor. Zhang Qian followed behind without saying a word, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"It's getting late, I have to go," I said, breaking the awkward silence.

"Can you talk to me a little longer?" Zhang Qian asked, her head down.

"Now? What should we talk about?" I asked, puzzled. "We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you have anything to say to me?" She said, still with her head down. "It's no use saying anything now. I can only wish you happiness." I said, a little disappointed. "Do you think I'm happy now?" She raised her head slightly and said, "You..." I opened my mouth but didn't answer. "To others, I've found a good man and can live a life of comfort and ease, but this isn't what I want. I don't want to spend my life with someone I don't like, you know?" With that, she turned and sat on the sofa in the living room, wiping away her tears.

"I... what can I do to help you?" My mind went blank. "No one can help me now, I can only accept it. What can I do about being born into this family?" She looked helpless. "Okay, I've been holding these words in for a long time, it's been very painful, it feels much better to say them out loud now. Don't worry about me." I walked to her side, handed her a tissue, and said, "Don't be sad, it's all my fault for being so useless, if..." Before I could finish, she interrupted me, saying, "It's not your fault, you can only blame fate for playing tricks on you." "Xiao, do you still like me?" Composing herself, she looked into my eyes and said, "I... I do." This question caught me off guard, but I still answered truthfully.

"Then can you still treat me like before?" she asked again. "Like before... this..." I didn't know how to answer. "Yes, like before." As she spoke, she stood up, tilted her head slightly, and closed her eyes.

I didn't know what to do; my mind was blank. But I couldn't help but lean in and kiss her lips. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue in response. I sucked on her tongue hard, and the sweet saliva flowed from her mouth into mine. I greedily sucked it in. My right hand caressed her cheongsam that covered her beautiful body. I slowly slipped my hand inside the side slit and touched her thigh, which was covered in flesh-colored pantyhose. The smooth feel excited me. My left hand, through the cheongsam, grasped her very prominent breasts and rubbed them back and forth. They felt so soft and elastic. Zhang Qian was panting heavily and occasionally let out a muffled groan.

My right hand groped its way up her thigh to her waist, hooking two fingers around the edges of her pantyhose and underwear and pulling them down to below her buttocks. Then I placed my hand on her protruding vulva, gently caressing it, slowly feeling a little bit of vaginal fluid flowing from her vulva. At the same time, my left hand had already unbuttoned all the buttons on her cheongsam. I pulled off her cheongsam and pushed her down onto the sofa. Now she was only wearing a bra and pantyhose and stockings that had been pulled down to her buttocks.

I lifted her legs up, and as I did so, her slippers fell to the ground with a thud. I hooked my hands around the edges of her pantyhose and underwear and pulled them down her thighs and ankles in one go. A pair of evenly sized, round and delicate beautiful legs and clean, white feet came into view. I picked up her beautiful feet and frantically kissed and licked them, sometimes sucking on her beautiful toes, sometimes licking between her toes with my tongue. Zhang Qian moaned comfortably as I did this, her mouth uttering lewd words, "Xiao, it feels so good to lick me, oh~, my pussy is so itchy, come and drink the juices from my pussy." As she spoke, one hand rubbed her pussy, while the other hand had already taken off her bra and was rubbing her breasts. I carefully licked each of her toes, sometimes stuffing all five toes into my mouth and sucking, saliva covering her feet. After licking for 5 or 6 minutes, I licked down her legs all the way to her pussy, which was already overflowing with juices, a vast ocean. I licked the juices she kept secreting on her vulva with my tongue, dipped a finger in the juices and touched her anus, smeared the juices on her chrysanthemum, and slowly inserted my finger. As soon as I inserted the first joint of my index finger, her anus contracted forcefully, and she kept shouting:

"Oh~, so good, you really know how to torture me, hurry up and fuck my cunt, I can't take it anymore~" I forcefully inserted my index finger all the way into her little asshole, rotating and probing, and her cunt secreted even more love juice, which I sucked into my mouth and swallowed without wasting a drop. With my other hand, I took her hand away and vigorously rubbed her clitoris. She was stimulated and her moans grew louder and louder. As I continued to rub her clitoris and gradually increased the force of probing her anus, her waist and hips twisted more and more violently. Her urethra gradually opened and became prominent, her legs tightened, and her vagina contracted in waves. Soon, urine slowly flowed out of her urethra, the flow growing larger and larger until it gushed out more than a meter high like a fountain. Along with the urine, streams of milky white vaginal fluid also flowed out of her vagina. Moans, cries, and lewd words that she would never normally think about echoed throughout the living room. I frantically sucked up the milky white vaginal fluid and the gushing urine. At this moment, the living room was filled with an extremely lewd atmosphere.

Zhang Qian's husband never dreamed that his wife would be playing lewd games with her ex-boyfriend in their new home on their wedding night. This usually quiet and reserved girl, so innocent and reserved, was now completely exposed, her vulva wide open, letting herself be played with, uttering lewd words. Thinking of this scene, I became incredibly excited and bolder. I picked up the completely naked Zhang Qian and carried her to the master bedroom on the second floor, laying her down next to her husband. I pulled down my pants, took out my already hard and erect penis, spread Zhang Qian's legs, and mercilessly thrust it into the deepest part of her vagina. Zhang Qian screamed, moaning, "Oh~, gently, so good, oh~, faster, oh~, fuck my little cunt to death, ah~, um~" I violently fucked her for over thirty minutes in front of her husband. After Zhang Qian had five orgasms, I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Qian, squeeze your pussy tighter, I'm going to cum."

"Mmm~ Cum, cum inside my womb, oh~, I want to have your baby, ah~" With Zhang Qian's lewd words, I ejaculated all my semen deep into her vagina until my penis went soft before pulling it out. After the passion subsided, I played with her body for a while before reluctantly saying, "Okay, it's past 11 o'clock, I should go. You should rest too, you've had a long day." Zhang Qian was now a completely different person, no longer with the lewd expression from before, but as usual, with a pure and innocent look on her face, nestled to the side with her head down, silent, her eyes filled with tears but she held them back. After a moment of silence, Zhang Qian got dressed, walked me to the door, kissed me deeply, and left without saying a word. I took a taxi home alone, my heart still racing, a jumble of emotions swirling within me, a mix of feelings I couldn't quite define…

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