My friend's busty wife

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Su Zongyou is my best friend and an old classmate from elementary school all the way to junior high. Although we went our separate ways after graduating from university, we still keep in touch. We both got married three years ago, and since we're still working hard, we don't plan to have children yet. Both couples are still living as couples.
Because we're neighbors and live close by, we often visit each other after marriage. The two wives have become so familiar with each other that they treat each other like family. Sometimes his wife cooks some delicious dishes and invites us over for dinner; sometimes my wife, Azhen, makes some snacks and brings some over for them to try.
Su Zongyou's wife is named Yanqin. She has an exceptionally exaggerated figure, with a prominent bust and buttocks, especially her breasts, which can only be described as "huge breasts." Judging by sight, they are at least 36F or larger. The number of lecherous glances she attracts on the street is definitely second to none. She has long, shoulder-length hair, a pointed chin, and arched eyebrows. When she smiles, our friends say she looks somewhat like the mainland Chinese actress Gong Li.
During casual conversations, the two couples would occasionally drift into suggestive topics, with Yanqin's large breasts often being the subject of our banter. I even joked with Zongyou privately, "Hehe, your wife's breasts are truly exquisite. If I had the chance to touch them, it would be an eye-opener!"
Every time I said this, Zongyou would jokingly reply, "Isn't your wife's waist captivating too? Sometimes, imagining you two making love in bed, with Ah Zhen's slender waist swaying below, I have to say, my penis immediately gets hard! Haha..." Although
we were close, none of us took these playful banter seriously, and no one would be foolish enough to tell our wives directly. Honestly, when I heard other men praising my wife, even with a hint of ambiguity in their words, I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.
But recently, I've started to notice my wife's behavior has become a bit strange. One or two days a week, she doesn't come home until almost dawn, and she doesn't answer her phone. When she does come home, she rushes into the bathroom to shower without even changing her clothes. She said she went to karaoke with her girlfriends, and maybe the noise was too loud to hear her phone ringing. Plus, she was exhausted after a whole night of partying, so she quickly showered and went to bed. I didn't take her explanation too seriously; after all, having a social life isn't a bad thing. I just couldn't understand why she, who often gets even the titles of popular songs wrong, would suddenly become interested in karaoke.
Gradually, rumors started to reach my ears. A friend said they saw my wife and Zongyou shopping together, acting very intimately. Soon after, someone else came to report that they saw them holding hands as they walked out of a hotel catering to couples.
I gradually realized the seriousness of the situation. Although I tried to reassure myself that they had mistaken me for someone else, I couldn't help but go to Zongyou's house one night when my wife went to karaoke again to verify.
As expected, Zongyou wasn't home; only his wife, Yanqin, was watching TV. I told her everything I had heard. At first, Yanqin thought I was overthinking it and suspecting my husband and wife of having an affair. But when I listed the times Ah Zhen had been going to karaoke all night in the past few weeks, which coincided with the times Zongyou had been working overtime at the company until dawn, I had to re-evaluate our spouses' fidelity.
I really didn't want to believe that my wife, whom I had only been married to for three years, had cheated on me so quickly, and that her lover was my best friend and confidant of many years. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to me. Although we were usually carefree in our jokes, when those jokes became reality, the disappointment, frustration, and bewilderment I felt were indescribable.
Yanqin was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked me, "Did Zongyou tell you he's going to Singapore for a three-day business trip the day after tomorrow?" My mind went blank for a second, and I stared at her wide-eyed. "What? Ah Zhen just signed up for a three-day trip to Singapore with her group of girlfriends, also leaving the day after tomorrow!"
Everything was too coincidental. Every clue pointed to the fact that my best friend had already slept with my wife. It seemed the rumors weren't unfounded. An image of a pair of adulterers making love gradually appeared in my mind: Zongyou holding my wife's buttocks, fulfilling his husbandly duties, thrusting his thick penis forcefully into her vagina, while my lovely wife swayed her slender waist in front of him, welcoming her husband's friend's wanton rape.
I could even imagine that when they both reached orgasm during intercourse, Zongyou would ejaculate deep into my wife's vagina without any hesitation, because he knew that I, like him, was temporarily not having children for the sake of my career, and therefore both of our wives were taking birth control pills, so even if he ejaculated inside her, there would be no worries.
Perhaps Yanqin was also thinking of a similar situation to mine at this moment. Although she remained silent, a tear was clearly glistening in her eyes. I sat down next to Yanqin and hugged her to show my sympathy and comfort. She tightly grasped one of my hands and nestled against my chest. The two people who shared the same plight saw each other as a pillar of support, like drowning people suddenly grabbing a straw.
That night, Yanqin and I spent our time feeling helpless, speechless, and frustrated. Looking at her large breasts, which heaved with anger, I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. My own wife's small breasts had been squeezed and kneaded by Zongyou countless times, but his wife's enormous breasts were right in front of me, and I could only admire them without being able to touch them. Heaven was so unfair to me! Two
more days passed quickly. At noon, my wife wouldn't let me take her to the airport, saying that she would meet up with her girlfriends first before we set off together. I pretended to be understanding and didn't insist. I casually saw her into a taxi and then went home.
Sitting listlessly on the living room sofa, my mind raced with restless thoughts. One moment my mind was filled with images of my wife and best friend passionately entwined in bed, the next with Yanqin's heaving breasts… Whether it was the strange stimulation of my wife's infidelity or the irresistible allure of my friend's wife's large breasts, my penis unconsciously hardened in my pants.
A filthy thought slowly formed in my mind: Zongyou, since you slept with my wife, then I'll make sure your wife's womb receives the baptism of my semen! Only in this way can I erase my shame, only in this way can I extinguish my lust, only in this way can we be even!
I rang Zongyou's doorbell next door. Yanqin opened the door as usual to welcome me in. Perhaps we both knew that the other's spouse was currently embracing and going on vacation, and we could even imagine that tonight in a hotel bed in Singapore, the two of us would be locked in passionate lovemaking. Yanqin and I both looked a little awkward, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding mentioning what had happened that day.
Yanqin brought me a cup of fragrant tea and invited me to sit on the sofa. She sat down on another chair and silently watched TV with me. The plot on the screen didn't register with me at all; my mind was filled with images of two naked worms performing a pornographic scene. How many times would they have sex in these three days? At least four or five times, maybe more, six? Or seven? I believe that the adulterous couple would only be satisfied when my wife's vagina was filled with Zongyou's semen.
The lewd fantasies in my mind were making my blood boil, and my little brother began to rise. I glanced at Yanqin; her proud breasts looked even bigger from the side, making my lower body even more aroused. I stood up and stood behind her, holding her shoulders, and asked, "Qin, Zongyou isn't home. Don't you feel lonely all alone?"
I deliberately said this in a provocative way, hitting the nail on the head. First, to drive a wedge between her and Zongyou, and second, to make Yanqin resent her husband for cheating on her with my wife. If this made her want to retaliate, she might cheat on me and have an affair with me too, then I could take advantage of the situation and fulfill my long-cherished wish.
Yanqin turned around and smiled, saying, "Men prioritize their careers. Being busy at work means your boss values him! Besides, I'm used to being home alone. Watching TV and surfing the internet kills the time."
Seeing that she was still unwilling to face reality, I tried to stir up her sore spot with my words: "Well, of course your husband is busy! He has to take care of work during the day and be intimate with my wife at night!" As I spoke, my hands reached down and down, gradually approaching her large breasts.
Touching a nerve, Yanqin's face immediately darkened. She murmured, "You men are so fickle! If I'd known Zongyou was such a womanizer, I would never have married him!" The lingering trauma made her completely unaware that my hands were already pressed against her two heaving breasts.
"Heh heh! If I hadn't married him, wouldn't I have had a chance?" Without another word, I lifted her skirt, my ten fingers immediately gripping her large breasts, wantonly playing with them in my palms.
Yanqin was wearing a blue knee-length dress today, which I had now lifted up to her neck, completely exposing her white bra embroidered with light blue lace flowers. Her breasts were unbelievably large; I could only grasp half of them with my entire hand. So, while vigorously kneading her breasts, I pushed the bra down, freeing them from its confinement, allowing me to fondle them at will.
"No...don't do this...let go..." Yanqin said, twisting her body from side to side, trying to get rid of my hands. But judging from the strength of her struggle and her expression, I knew that this resistance was just an instinctive act of modesty. She wasn't actually disgusted; I guessed she was even quite looking forward to it. Once a woman's jealousy erupts, who knows what kind of revenge she will take against her unfaithful husband.
I cupped her large breasts and rubbed them left and right, occasionally pinching and twisting her nipples with my fingers. Yanqin was aroused by my teasing and began to groan softly, "Mmm...mmm..." Her buttocks swayed uncontrollably on the chair, so much so that the crotch of her underwear was pulled to one side, stuck on the side of her labia majora, and her entire vulva was exposed without her realizing it.
Gradually, Yanqin finally succumbed to my "five-finger kung fu," ceasing her futile struggles and even automatically thrusting her breasts forward for me to manipulate at will. Her hazy, seductive eyes flashed with lust, and her grape-sized nipples hardened and protruded. My best friend's wife had abandoned all concerns about infidelity. Now that her two large breasts were in my grasp, it seemed I could take the next step.
As I continued to caress her breasts, I moved around to her front, preparing for my next move. Unexpectedly, as soon as I stood still, she impatiently reached out to take off my shirt. I was delighted that the beauty offered herself willingly, so I cooperated fully, arching my back to let her pull my shirt over her head. Then I brought my genitals close to her, my hard penis already bulging in my pants, hinting at the second step she was about to take.
The large bulge in my crotch seemed to hold a great attraction for Yanqin. She placed her hand on it, touched it, and then, quite knowingly, unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down by the waistband, and my erect penis instantly sprang to life before her.
Yanqin looked up at me, gave me a shy and charming smile, and slowly reached between my legs to grasp my penis, then gently began to stroke it up and down. I pulled her head closer to my crotch, and Yanqin lowered her head, first licking the glans a few times with the tip of her tongue, then taking the entire penis into her mouth.
While enjoying my old friend's wife giving me oral sex, I also fueled her desire, alternately kneading and shaping her breasts in my hands, shaping them into various forms. Yanqin hummed "woo...woo..." through her nose, her mouth working hard to swallow and spit out my penis, making it even harder, thicker, and longer. The veins bulged one by one, wrapping around the foreskin, warming up for conquering her final stronghold.
I reached down to touch her genitals; a trickle of lubricating fluid had already overflowed. It was time. I casually pulled down her panties, first rubbing her clitoris, and then, as she wriggled her hips in uncontrollable ecstasy, I inserted my fingers into her vagina, moving them in and out a few times. Yanqin immediately moaned, "Ah...ah..." Hehe, who would have thought that this usually dignified and virtuous wife of my friend would become such a thirsty slut once she got going!
Zongyou, my good old friend, my best buddy, while you're enjoying yourself in bed with my wife, did you ever imagine that I was doing the same thing to your wife? When we were in school, we often shared a bento box and fruit brought from home. Who would have thought that even our wives would benefit from each other, satisfying each other's sexual needs?
I told Yanqin to stand up, and I sat in her chair, then told her to turn around and sit on my penis in a riding position. Yanqin was already aroused by me and was very compliant with my instructions, willing to risk everything. I was afraid that if I suddenly changed my mind and didn't want to have sex with her, she wouldn't let me go! Yanqin
obediently turned around and stuck her butt out, and I was finally able to appreciate her vulva. I had been so focused on playing with her big breasts that I realized that her pussy was also my favorite type. I could see that her pubic area was completely bare, with only a small tuft of pubic hair growing on her genitals. The rest of her body was smooth and clean, like a little girl's. Her labia minora were tightly pressed together. It seemed that Zongyou had been so focused on working on my wife's vagina lately that he had neglected to water her.
I patted Yanqin's buttocks, then guided my penis into position. She immediately understood and spread her legs, straddling my abdomen, and used her fingers to spread her labia minora. Wow! A pool of white, lustful fluid had already accumulated at the entrance of her vagina. As soon as she squatted down slightly, my erect penis, propelled by the lubrication, would surge forth with unstoppable force, entering the private garden that Zongyou had always enjoyed alone.
I supported Yanqin's weight by holding her buttocks, and she, in turn, guided my penis to her vaginal opening with her hands, then slowly sat down, inserting my thick penis inch by inch into her vagina. Oh! In an instant, a warm, soft wall of flesh enveloped my penis, so comfortable that I let out a muffled "Mmm..." and couldn't help but thrust upwards slightly to speed up the penetration.
When my entire penis was inside, and the tip of my hard glans touched the soft clitoris at the end of Yanqin's vagina, we both involuntarily let out a long "Oh..." I held Yanqin's buttocks to prevent her from starting to stroke me, wanting to enjoy the wonderful tightness in her vagina a little longer. I wondered if my wife's vagina, used so often by Zongyou and me in turn, wasn't as tight as it was during our honeymoon, while Yanqin's vagina, neglected for so long, remained so fresh and tender. It seemed there was a reason for that.
I released my hands from Yanqin's buttocks and moved them up to her chest, kneading her two huge breasts. Yanqin seized the opportunity and began to move up and down, her vagina swallowing and releasing my penis. Waves of pleasure rippled through our bodies from our point of contact, accompanied by the melodious sounds of "plop...plop..." So this is what it feels like to have an affair! No wonder Zongyou is so obsessed with my wife's body. The
pleasurable sensations from my penis intensified, making me unconsciously squeeze and knead Yanqin's large breasts harder and harder. The long-awaited sexual pleasure made Yanqin close her eyes comfortably, bite her lip, and thrust her hips wildly, trying to reach orgasm as quickly as possible through the intense friction of our genitals.
My kneading of her breasts inadvertently catalyzed Yanqin's pursuit of orgasm. Her moans, rising and falling, began to escape her lips: "Ah...so good...why did you only come to me now...making me miss...tasting your big cock...oh...so thick...so long...it feels so good...fuck me...fuck me harder...you're my real husband...fuck me to death...ah..."
Yanqin grew increasingly wanton and slutty with each thrust. She was no longer the wife of my best friend I knew; she was a sex machine solely focused on gratifying her lust, a wanton slut subservient to a man's cock. Her vaginal fluids seeped from the point where our genitals met, flowing down my penis to my scrotum. Her vagina began to twitch, squeezing and gripping my penis tightly. It seemed she was on the verge of orgasm.
Sure enough, after another thirty or forty thrusts, Yanqin cried out, "Oh my god...it feels so good...your big cock is hitting my G-spot...I'm going to cum...um...um...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to die...you've made me come...fuck me harder...fuck me faster...ooh...I'm coming...I'm coming..."
I held Yanqin's buttocks and, in sync with her rising and falling rhythm, thrust my cock upwards with all my might, making her cunt slap and splash with her juices, making her orgasm even stronger and longer, until she was almost completely limp on my body.
During her climax, Yanqin's vagina spasmed with contractions, giving my penis a series of alternating tight and loose kneading sensations. At the same time, her cervix pressed tightly against my glans, making a sucking motion, causing my ejaculation to slow down. I could no longer hold back, and my scrotum was brimming with semen, ready to burst forth.
Ignoring Yanqin's still limp body, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, I told her to lift her buttocks and quickly pull my penis out, suppressing the urge to ejaculate. Although filling Yanqin's vagina with my semen was my dream, after this encounter, she was mine to have as much of a chance as I wanted. At this moment, I was only lusting after her large breasts, desperately wanting to use those mounds of flesh to sandwich my penis and give her a milk shot, to experience what it felt like to have my friend's wife's huge breasts used for breast sex.
I stood up and stood in front of Yanqin, pointing to her breasts and then to my penis. She immediately understood what I wanted to do, and without a word, she obediently knelt down between my legs, cupping my swollen, almost bursting penis between her hands. Then, with effort, she squeezed her breasts together, using the deep cleavage formed by her breasts to completely envelop my penis.
Yanqin's huge breasts were truly impressive; my enormous penis could be easily hidden inside them. Fortunately, the foreskin was covered in her vaginal fluid, and sliding up and down in the cleavage felt like piston-like movements inside her vagina, without any dryness or difficulty. In fact, it had a unique charm.
Yanqin had just climaxed and was sore all over. She didn't want to move at all, but to please me, she still tried her best to serve me carefully as I instructed. She gripped her breasts tightly and squeezed my penis up and down. When the glans emerged from her cleavage, she didn't forget to stick out her tongue and lick the glans a few times. The feeling of my entire penis being stimulated was so pleasurable that I trembled all over.
I was already on the verge of ejaculation when I was fucking her vagina earlier, and now this thrusting pushed my suppressed desire to the limit again. My semen churned and churned inside me, and my penis swelled up as if it was about to explode. The glans looked like a peeled red egg, and the hard, swollen coronal edge kept rubbing against Yanqin's two engorged nipples as it moved in and out.
Our breathing quickened simultaneously. Yanqin moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." as she vigorously rubbed her large breasts, increasing the pleasure from the friction between her breasts and my penis, and further squeezing and stimulating my penis sandwiched between them, pushing our sexual exchange to its peak.
"Qin...I...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to cum..." With a muffled groan, my penis convulsed violently. I quickly pulled my penis out of her cleavage, and Yanqin cupped her breasts, ready to receive my semen. I rapidly pulled my foreskin back, feeling a sharp pain in my lower back and a numbness in my glans. Several large spurts of hot semen shot out like arrows from my urethra, shooting straight towards Yanqin's smooth, full breasts.
The scene before me was utterly obscene: my best friend's wife's two white breasts were haphazardly covered with streaks of my still-steaming semen, while remnants of semen continued to spurt from my glans. Most arousingly, when the semen dripped down her nipples, it looked like milk seeping from them—who would have thought it was the essence left behind by a man other than her husband after he had sex with her?
I gripped my still-erect penis, smearing the semen from Yanqin's breasts all over, covering my rival's wife's entire breasts with my semen, which reflected a lewd yet pleasing glow under the light.
A passionate breastjob reignited Yanqin's desire. She writhed uncontrollably, rubbing her enormous breasts against my lower abdomen, moaning softly, "Mmm, ahh," expressing her burning lust and yearning for more comfort.
I swept Yanqin into my arms, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck. We kissed passionately as we walked towards the bedroom. Gently placing Yanqin on Zongyou's large bed, I pounced on top of her. We rolled around on the bed, tightly embracing. My penis, still semi-erect from ejaculation, was already being stroked by Yanqin, who eagerly reached out and began to masturbate, trying to restore its virility as quickly as possible so she could thoroughly pound her unbearably itchy cunt.
That night, I fulfilled my duties as a husband in my best friend's bed, fucking his wife until she was in ecstasy, experiencing one orgasm after another. The sheets were covered in sticky, sticky semen, and the loud moans only gradually subsided around dawn. Yanqin's vagina, breasts, and lips were all covered in my thick semen. We only fell asleep in each other's arms when my penis could no longer get hard.
During the three days my wife and Zongyou were having their tryst in Singapore, I never left his house. Yanqin and I lived together like a real couple, too lazy to put on clothes. We ate, watched TV, flirted, and made love naked day and night.
On the last day, I did something even Zongyou had never tried before, finally conquering his wife's last stronghold. Besides her vulva, mouth, and breasts, her previously untouched back garden also fell into my hands. Perhaps when Zongyou returns tomorrow, he will still be smug about my wife going on a secret tryst with him in another city. Heh, he never dreamed that in such a short time, his wife would also become my subject.

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