Answering her husband's phone call while having an affair

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Watching her gracefully stroll through several streets, holding the little boy's slender wrist, the boy occasionally looked up at her. Perhaps it was the strange looks from strangers around him that made him uneasy. I would have done the same; anyone would have looked at this mother and son with admiration and disbelief. Her swaying, round hips, firm, large breasts, and shapely figure would have attracted anyone to such a mature and charming mother. But I am a person with ulterior motives; I had been watching her for a long time.
This woman's name is Hou Fen. She first appeared in the company's conference room, where the business manager was discussing relevant matters with her. She had long, wavy hair, wore a low-cut light green dress, and her even, fair legs extended perfectly into white strappy high heels. Especially striking was the defined cleavage of her breasts, which made one want to pinch them. That day, her mature charm deeply attracted me—no, I should say she completely captivated me.
Strictly speaking, she wasn't a stunning beauty. For a woman nearing 40, she exuded a captivating charm, a subtle allure of middle age. She didn't need to be conventionally beautiful to be incredibly alluring, like a perfectly ripe peach. If "seductive" were the word to describe her, it would be most fitting. From then on, I couldn't bear to look at her for a moment. Lustful thoughts constantly surged within me, and because of these thoughts, I firmly believed that one day I would have this beautiful flesh in my mouth.
Lost in thought, she stopped in front of a clothing store. A quick glance revealed it was a women's lingerie shop… I wondered what kind of underwear she was wearing under her skirt. White lace, black cotton—I should buy a high-waisted thong! That would be perfect for you. Before we go to bed, after I undress you, I'll spend a few minutes having you perform oral sex on me while wearing those underwear, my hands roaming over your round, full buttocks, watching you envelop my penis with your lips, swallowing and releasing.
She lingered by the shop window for a long time before finally walking through the automatic doors. A moment later, I began to fantasize about her trying it on.
About half an hour later, she came out carrying a dull gray bag… Wasn’t that her most mysterious symbol of sexual desire? A hint of joy flickered across her face. The little boy looked up at her again. How lucky! You saw what kind of underwear Mom was wearing. It didn’t matter; one day you’d know what kind of expression Mom had when she did that kind of thing. Damn it! Just that thought made my crotch bulge. So, I gradually shortened the distance between us, waiting for an opportunity.
Around noon, she seemed to have a purpose, quickening her pace. A moment later, she led the little boy into a restaurant. I paused for a moment and followed her in. The restaurant wasn’t crowded, which was unusual for lunchtime. Hou Fen and the child chose a corner table. I pretended to be casual and chose the table next to her with my back to her. After ordering and serving drinks, she said to the child, “Sit well, Mommy’s going to the restroom.”
The opportunity had arrived!
She swayed her skirt as she walked towards the dressing room. I picked up my cell phone and dialed a few numbers. Hou Fen's phone rang in her purse.
"Little boy, Mommy's phone is ringing. Go give it to Mommy!" I turned around with a kind smile.
The little boy obediently reached into his purse, grabbed the phone, and ran to the restroom.
Naturally, the sleeping pills I had prepared for her were quickly poured into her orange juice.
A few minutes later, Hou Fen and the little boy returned to their seats. "It's strange who called and she didn't say anything," she muttered, placing the cell phone on the table. Then she picked up her drink and sipped a few mouthfuls. In that instant, I almost fainted.
When the waiter finally brought the food, the little boy said, "Mommy, are you sick?"
"Um... Mommy feels a little stuffy, strange..." Hou Fen answered weakly; the drug had taken effect.
"Then you'd better eat quickly!"
"Okay, you eat first. Mommy'll just close her eyes for a little while." As soon as she finished speaking, Hou Fen fell into a deep sleep on the table.
The moment I had been waiting for finally arrived. I pretended to be concerned: "Little boy, Mommy seems to be feeling unwell. Uncle will take Mommy to see a doctor, okay?" The little boy was confused and didn't know how to answer, just staring at me.
I reached out and touched Hou Fen's forehead: "Oh dear! Mommy has a fever! It'll be terrible if we don't hurry! We have to go find the doctor quickly." I helped Hou Fen lean against me and put my arm around her waist. Her skin felt soft and warm to the touch. The little boy carried his purse in one hand and tugged at his mother's clothes with the other, obediently following me to find the "doctor."
Of course, the little boy was easy to please. I just needed to tell the receptionist to give him a tip. The hotel service was always surprisingly attentive. As I helped Hou Fang into the elevator, I couldn't wait to frivolously touch her round buttocks. But that's the thrill of the game; no matter how much I wanted it, I had to restrain myself. The more I pushed, the greater the pleasure. When my lust was about to overflow, it would be like a burst dam, uncontrollable, and I would become a beast.
Thinking of this, my penis was so hard I could barely stand. The narrow space of the elevator was filled with the scent of her perfume. Hou Fang's body was weak and defenseless against me. Stepping out of the elevator, I simply picked her up, found the room, and laboriously placed her on the bed before quickly closing the door behind me.
Hou Fang's jade-like body lay sprawled on the soft white bed, her firm breasts forming two mounds that extended down her slender waist to her private parts, where a slight bulge appeared. The soft gauze dress dipped inwards from there, accentuating the shapely contours of her thighs. It didn't matter; the goddess was already within my grasp. The more beautiful the moment, the more I wanted to savor it. I noticed the paper bag Fang had just taken out of the clothing store; inside, of course, was a symbol of her sexuality. I was hoping for a high-waisted, thin-strapped thong.
A casual peek revealed a maroon silk thong, transparent in the front and back with numerous cutouts and floral trim, but the fabric covering her vulva was slightly more than I had imagined. The new panties looked lewd but lacked life; I had no interest in them and tossed them aside. My gaze returned to Hou Fang's sleeping face. I freed one hand to unzip my pants and laboriously pulled out my erect penis. Doing this in front of her was something I had long dreamed of; the feeling of defiling a goddess was exhilarating.
I moved closer to her, rubbing my veined penis, and pressed it against her lips. The precum dripping from the tip fell onto her lips. I gently circled the head of my penis against her lips, then slipped my fingers between her lips, forcefully parting her teeth. Lowering my hips, my penis slid into her mouth, a warm, moist, and wonderful current instantly shooting through my brain. (Ah…this is the tingling sensation that drives men wild…)
I slowly thrust deeper, Hou Fang kept her eyes tightly closed and didn't utter a sound. Her face was contorted and deformed from the intrusion of the foreign object into her mouth. As I moved my hips, I caressed her breasts. The fact that a woman nearing 40 had such elastic breasts made me marvel as if I had found a treasure. With a little more force, a mound of beautiful flesh quickly filled my palm. At this moment, I wouldn't let go even if I had a thousand reasons. Although she was sleeping soundly, I hoped she would react, so I increased the pressure of my hand. Her round, soft breasts were deformed beyond recognition in my hands, but she didn't even flinch. This made me feel a little disappointed yet also filled with a mixture of pleasure and disappointment.
(What would happen if I were a little rougher?) I was curious, so I reached into her V-neck, unhooked her bra, and pulled out her magnificent breasts. Her large, white breasts came into view, still bearing the marks of my footing. Her areolas were slightly darker; a woman who has breastfed usually has slightly larger nipples. I figured her husband, besides her son, must also love this place, so defiled it would be incredibly pleasurable. I opened my mouth and began to suckle, my tongue circling her nipple. Soon it was incredibly erect.
My penis, already in her mouth, throbbed even more. I couldn't resist lifting her skirt; her flesh-colored thong tightly hugged her lower body. I really loved flesh-colored underwear; it made her body look even more sexy, like an extra layer of camouflage on a woman's skin. I surveyed my prey, noticing her private parts were already wet; the fluid seeping from her vulva had stained that part of her panties a dark brown.
I extended my middle finger and gently pressed it against her clitoris through her panties, slowly circling it. I could smell the woman's scent as she prepared for intercourse. Her vulva seemed to beckon to me. I pulled my penis out of her mouth, parted her legs, and the hidden entrance to her valley was brazenly revealed before me. But I hesitated for a moment. Should I just dismantle her last defenses like this, or should I let her bend over?
Without much thought, I forcefully turned her around, the sight of her full, round buttocks making my eyes burn with desire. I then pulled hard on her panties, the top of the fabric digging deep into her cleft, and I could clearly see her dark, glossy pubic hair. At that moment, she stirred.
"Ugh..."
Could she not bear it, my goddess?
Her slender fingers gripped the sheets. I knew she would regain consciousness soon, but the real show was just beginning. I put my middle finger in my mouth, moistened it with saliva, and then gently pressed my finger against the panties at the entrance of her vulva. My finger then moved up and down along the opening, and Hou Fang's buttocks trembled even more violently. A woman who reacts is always better than one who doesn't. I used my finger to hook up the panties that were bunched up and then released them sharply. The panties bounced back and slapped against her clitoris, and her breathing became increasingly heavy. I repeated this action until her inner thighs stiffened, and then I paused for a moment.
"You know, if your husband knew about his beautiful wife's... this..." I brought my face close to her legs, scrutinizing the alluring opening before me. "It's already so wet that many men could enjoy it... wouldn't he feel a different kind of pleasure? Don't you think men subconsciously want their wives to be intimate with other men in front of them?"
She didn't answer. I thought she couldn't speak yet, so I looked in her purse and found her cell phone. A very exciting motive flashed through my mind. I found 'husband's' number in my contacts and pressed the dial button, waiting for a game to begin.
"Beep...beep...hello, darling, what's up?"
I put the cell phone to Hou Fang's lips.
"Say hello to your husband! He must want to know what you're doing right now." I whispered in her ear.
Then I pulled down her thong, revealing her alluring vulva, glistening with pearly light. I brought my face close, inhaling deeply through my nose, feeling an unprecedented happiness. The unique, sensual scent of a mature woman filled my nostrils. I extended my tongue, gliding it lightly over her vulva like a boat gliding over water, my tongue tip coated with slippery love juice.
Without hesitation, I savored her taste. The slippery, mature woman's flavor was indescribable. I licked upwards at her tightly closed anus, raising goosebumps on her buttocks. Now, the real show was about to begin. I could no longer be slow and deliberate, sucking deeply into her vulva, making "slurp, slurp, slurp" sounds. Finally, I gently bit her labia, and Hou Fang's body trembled slightly as she let out a soft "hmm."
"Fang, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything... Hey... Hey..."
Right now, I wanted her. I wanted her madly. Before this, I whispered in her ear, "Beautiful lady, after you taste my cock, you won't want your husband anymore." Her body tensed up; she woke up faster than I expected, but it was too late.
I turned her over; her eyes were still closed, but her breathing was heavy. I roughly spread her legs, my glans pressing against her vulva. After a slight hesitation, I thrust in forcefully. Hou Fang immediately frowned, biting her lower lip to stifle a sound, her body arching stiffly.
"Ah...so tight..."
After my cock was completely inside, I quickly pulled out and then plunged in again. Now I had become a beast. An anxious voice came from the other end of the cell phone: "Fang, what's going on? Where are you? I can hear a man's voice." Tears streamed down Hou Fang's face as she struggled to cover her mouth and nose with her hand.
Seeing her desperate attempt to cover up her embarrassment, I wrapped my arms around her legs and placed them on my shoulders, raising her plump buttocks so I could penetrate deeper. When the head of my penis almost reached her cervix, she couldn't help but groan, "Ugh... um... it hurts..."
"This... this... you... you shameless woman, what the hell are you doing?"
This was truly a unique live show; the audience didn't need to be large, just one important person was enough.
Hearing her husband's angry rebuke, Hou Fang had recovered most of her composure. She finally opened her eyes, picked up her cell phone, and opened her mouth to say something, but with my penis thrusting in and out of her cunt, large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she timidly didn't know what to say. I raised my hand and slapped her round buttocks hard, and she let out a pitiful "Ah!"
"Hou Fang! You shameless woman, tell me where you are! Tell me!"
"Husband...I...I'm not...it's not what you think...sob..."
"Damn! You dare call me after doing this? If it's not what I think, then what is it?!"
While listening to her conversation with her husband, I thrust into her with all my might. She tried to suppress the trembling sounds while simultaneously trying to push my lower abdomen away. During this process, her breasts swayed violently in front of me, and her vulva secreted a large amount of vaginal fluid. The extra stimulation of intercourse gave her body an incredible pleasure. I reached out and pinched
her nipple, bringing it close to her ear: "I want you to tell him, now! Otherwise, I'll pinch it off!" After saying that, I pinched her nipple even harder.
Hou Fang looked pained, her eyes pleading as she shook her head desperately.
"Or do you want your son to see how a mother plays with a man's vagina?" I had to stop what I was doing to warn her. A woman can betray her husband, but she cannot lose her dignity as a mother in front of her son. The reason is simple: a husband can be found again, but a son cannot.
She looked sorrowful, closed her eyes, and turned her head away. After a while, she opened her eyes, and her expression gradually turned strange and resolute. Then she put down her cell phone, pressed the hands-free button, and gave me a mysterious look.
"Husband... do you really want to know... what I'm doing right now?"
"Nonsense! You shameless slut, you... you better tell me the truth!"
I forgot that my penis was still inside her hot, horny hole, and listened to her sexy and seductive voice, urging in my mind (say it... say it...).
"Haven't you always wanted to know... whether other men want to fuck your wife besides you?"
So good! She really said it! Now it was my turn to go blank. She really said it!
"Oh... didn't you want to know if other men would feel as good as you when they're between your wife's legs?"
She not only spoke lewdly, but also licked her lips with her tongue, then cupped her breasts with both hands and slowly rubbed them. I didn't care about her sudden change; clearly, her son's importance to her had an unexpected effect.
I immediately began thrusting wildly. "Darling... there's a man in front of me... I don't know him... but... but he roughly spread my legs and is thrusting into your wife's cunt... oh... he's so hard..."
Her husband, unusually, remained silent. I continued thrusting my abdomen in and out of his beautiful wife's private parts, thinking that her husband probably wouldn't live to hear her finish.
After a long time, after countless violent intercourses, a weak, faint voice came from the cell phone: "Did he... did he touch your breasts?"
"Yes... his hand played with there too... mmm... and... and..."
"...and where else?"
"And...and my asshole... oh..."
Hou Fang's expression became increasingly chaotic during her conversation with her husband.
"You slut...you...are you comfortable? What is he doing right now?"
(Of course, he's fucking your wife hard!)
"Ah...ah...inserting into my hole..."
"Do you like his South Country?"
I noticed that her husband's tone was strange. Could it be...
"...I...I like it...um...bigger than yours...darling...you...what are you doing right now?"
This couple's strange fetish was an unparalleled aphrodisiac. I pulled out my penis and quickly lifted her up to sit. Hou Fang's plump buttocks swayed in rhythm, and my penis felt extremely comfortable.
"I...I held my penis in my hand, fantasizing about you being played with...Ah...you're so slutty...so wanton..."
Our increasingly violent thrusts made "plop plop" sounds.
"Harder...fuck her harder...I want you to fuck her to death...fuck her to death..."
Hou Fang's disheveled hair fell over her shoulders, a stark contrast to the elegant woman she appeared on the street today. Her arms, wrapped around me, dug deep into my skin; the stinging, tingling sensation was irresistible. I probably wouldn't survive today.
Since I was going to die anyway, this was somewhat enjoyable. With a determined heart, I cupped Hou Fang's plump buttocks with both hands and frantically thrust up and down for the final sprint.
"Ah...ah ah...husband...I...I'm dying..." "
...Oh oh oh...I...I too..."
"My hole...is going to pierce..."
Ah ah...ah...almost there! I held her tightly, already, already…
“Shoot it in… ah… shoot your thick semen into her uterus… shoot… shoot… shoot…” My penis
loosened, the vas deferens twitched, and the hot semen shot straight into Hou Fang’s clitoris. She felt it and reached orgasm at the same time, convulsing continuously. No, it should be said that all three of us reached our peak at the same time.
“…Ah…” Hou Fang fell back, lying on the bed panting, completely lost in thought. And I took the opportunity to lie on her chest, burying my face between her large breasts. It felt like I had just fallen from heaven to hell. Now, I felt like I was dead.
“Her body is pretty good, isn’t it…” After some time, Hou Fang’s husband said leisurely through the cell phone.
“Other men’s wives are always the most attractive… sleeping with other men’s wives is every man’s dream, but there won’t be a next time.”
After saying that, he ended the call, leaving only the “beep… beep…” sound echoing in the air.

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