[Playing with someone else's wife in someone else's home] (Full)

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This woman was 35 years old, 158 cm tall, with a well-proportioned body and delicate features—an 80 out of 100 in appearance. More

importantly she was skilled in bed. Despite her refined appearance and simple, traditional attire, she was incredibly uninhibited

once undressed, 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 cleanliness). 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 who was still actively dating

seemed I added her on QQ.

As expected, her husband was often away on business, only spending a few days a year with her, and she was sexually

frustrated .

After getting a basic understanding of her family situation and inner thoughts, I gradually

steered the conversation towards sex (methods many fellow enthusiasts have described, so I won't repeat them). After several more phone calls, I finally dispelled

her defensiveness and aroused her desire.

That day, as agreed beforehand, I booked a room at a hotel in her city (our

cities are two hours apart by car), 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-like charm, which only added to

her allure. Before this, since neither of us had seen her photos, I had been anxious, fearing I might encounter an unattractive woman and

leave disappointed.

Because it was our first meeting, we were both inevitably a little reserved. We sat opposite each other on the bed and chatted for a while. During this time

, I tried to hold her hand, but she politely pulled away each time, though she didn't show any aversion. About half

an hour later, she said she had to leave first, and would come back for dinner later that evening. It was a little after 3 PM.

During the meal, after some half-joking, half-serious lewd remarks and a few ambiguous glances,

the awkwardness between them had dissipated, and they became quite familiar. Outside the restaurant, it was raining heavily.

Although he had an umbrella, he still hid under hers, his right arm casually around her shoulder. She didn't resist.

To be honest, he was younger than her, and his looks and character were decent; she wasn't at a disadvantage dating him.

Hiding under the umbrella with half her body in his arms, he naturally took the opportunity to pinch her waist and touch her breasts. Whenever

he did this, she would only symbolically flinch a few times—just a woman's shyness. His first

thought was: this woman is for tonight.

After arriving at the hotel, as soon as the door closed, he hugged her from behind, his hands reaching forward to gently knead her

breasts through her clothes, moving them up and down lightly. Then he made advances towards her. She didn't reject my brother's touch, but resisted having her

clothes undressed, and forcing her didn't work. So he carried her to the bed, kissed her, and reached inside her clothes to caress her breasts, arousing her

desire. Half an hour later, she finally confessed that this was the first time she had ever had sex with a man other than her husband.

Because the hotel was too close to her home, and the city was a small county, she often ran into acquaintances and was worried about safety.

Around 9 p.m., she invited me to her house. Ha! Of course, I was more than happy to go. Going to her house and

playing with someone else's wife in someone else's bed would be even more exciting. Because her husband was away most of the time, and her 7-year-old daughter lived

with her grandmother, she was actually alone.

A few minutes later, we arrived at her house. 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 intention was something else entirely. She turned on the TV and

sat on the sofa , but neither of us was really interested in watching TV. The brother's hands continued to grope her inside her clothes, taking advantage of her, and

he used his mouth to "taste" her breasts. Her husband was away most of the time, and she was actually a very sexually frustrated woman.

Before long , she couldn't hold back any longer, blushing and shyly telling the brother, "I want you!"

After carrying her to the bed where she usually made love with her husband, the brother locked the door, quickly ripped off her

clothes, leaving her naked on the bed. He then quickly tore off his own clothes, standing in front of the bed with his erect

penis, continuing to kiss, caress, and flirt. The woman's figure was even better after she took off her clothes

; her breasts were half-bowl shaped, her waist was slender, and her body was very well-proportioned. Under the soft light, she possessed a certain

beauty , and her skin was also good, feeling very nice 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

"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.

While I might not be the most impressive person in other areas, 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, initially somewhat stiff,

softened and began to move in sync with my movements. We thrust for about half an hour, changing

positions such as missionary, woman-on-top, doggy style, and sitting face-to-face. The woman's moans grew louder and more intense,

and her movements became increasingly lewd—while I was penetrating her, she would occasionally reach down and touch my testicles,

panting and calling out, "Deeper, deeper!" Sometimes when I wanted to stop and catch my breath, she

would hold onto my buttocks tightly with both hands.

The most exciting and unforgettable thing about being with her in bed was having her call me "husband." During foreplay, the woman

absolutely refused to moan. Even after I stripped naked and penetrated her, she still wouldn't call me that

.

It wasn't until after a while, when she was nearing orgasm and her face was flushed with desire, that I asked her to call me "husband" again. At first, she still refused. So I pretended to pull my penis out of her vagina, but unexpectedly, she clung tightly to my buttocks, refusing to

let go, while constantly calling out "little husband, little husband"—it was incredibly pleasurable!

We went at it for almost an hour (note: I'm not bragging; maybe it was

the excitement of playing with someone else's wife in someone else's bed, or maybe the woman's moaning was just good, or maybe her movements were perfectly coordinated—anyway, I exceeded my

usual performance). The sheets were soaked before we finally called it a day. We lay naked on the bed

, rubbing our naked bodies together, savoring the afterglow. During this time, I jokingly asked, "

Which penis is better, yours or her husband's?" She replied that my penis was better, but she and her husband were very coordinated.

It was better, and orgasm was easier.

After chatting for a while, my brother's big cock got hard again, and he fucked her again. After they

slept naked in bed, he couldn't resist waking her up again in the early hours of the next day and fucked her again. One word: awesome!

The next morning, I felt great all over, and I could tell she was satisfied too. She bought me breakfast

and made milk powder, becoming a real little wife, haha!

I originally planned to go home the next day, but fucking her was so great, so I stayed at home

for another night . I fucked her well, making her moan, but I only did it twice that night, as my body

was too exhausted.

A week later, I fucked 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 fuck her again, planning to go back in a while. Playing with someone else's wife in someone else's bed

is really exciting, and I hope to experience this feeling a few more times .

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