A young woman who had been deprived of sex for a long time was taken advantage of by her friend.

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My husband has been away on a business trip to the US for six months.

Bored, I was watching a late-night HBO movie on TV when suddenly the phone rang. It was Xiao Yang calling.

"Oh, why are you calling so late?" "Oh! Jingjing, I'm sorry, you're still awake, aren't you?" "What's up?" "Jingjing, are you free tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to dinner." Xiao Yang's voice was magnetic; every word he spoke was irresistible.

"How about this? Tomorrow night at the National Hotel's coffee shop, 6:30. I'll be waiting for you." Before I could decide, his words had already made their decision: "I won't disturb your sleep, goodbye." His brief and cheerful invitation left me with no choice but to accept.

I slowly put down the phone, a wave of confusion washing over me.

If I accepted, I would be stepping into a dangerous situation in my marriage, but could I refuse? I met Xiao Yang at a dinner party. He's a car salesman, and my main insurance business involves vehicles.

He entered my life six months after my miscarriage.

After the year-end banquet at Lianyuan that year, everyone went to a karaoke bar and sang until 1 a.m. Afterwards, Xiao Yang volunteered to drive me home.

Along the way, his conversation revealed his extensive knowledge; he could talk at length without being boring.

When we stopped at a red light, he gently cupped my face in his hand and said, "I love you!" His words were simple, yet they struck me like a thunderbolt. My heart pounded, and I didn't know how to react. I gazed into his eyes, which were filled with deep affection, but I was so confused and at a loss for words that I closed my eyes and waited. At that moment, my lips were dry, my heart was racing, and

he finally kissed me. His thick, passionate lips pressed against mine. I was so nervous and flustered, like a child who had done something wrong.

He kissed my lips, my face, my ears, and then my lips again. I felt a wave of dizziness and weakness wash over me.

I couldn't resist taking deep, passionate breaths.

Undeniably, I loved his touch.

He stroked my cheeks, my thighs, my navel, and even reached inside my clothes to touch my breasts.

A feeling of guilt made me freeze suddenly. I pushed him away and lowered my head.

"No, I already have a husband." He didn't force me and sat still beside me. We just sat there in the dim light of the car, lost in thought.

The cars behind us honked their horns, urging us to move on.

Just as we passed the redevelopment zone, Xiao Yang suddenly stopped the car and hugged me again. I couldn't help but rub against him, kiss him passionately, and caress his body. He impulsively lifted my clothes and kissed my breasts.

We couldn't suppress our desires. The passionate caresses were particularly arousing. He reached under my skirt and touched my vulva.

"Ah! No! You can't!" I said, but undeniably, under the influence of alcohol, people are bolder. We both needed each other. It was

the first time I had been touched and kissed by a man other than my husband. I was both shocked and scared.

Xiao Yang lowered the back of my electric chair, lifted my tight skirt, and kissed my legs through my stockings. I trembled uncontrollably, feeling like it was my first time with my husband. I let his lips and hands roam over my body, stroking my feet and kissing me incessantly, while pulling my hand to his penis. When my hand touched his penis, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest, and my vagina began to secrete fluid.

When his hand touched my slightly moist area, my whole body went limp.

Xiao Yang clumsily tried to pull off my stockings and panties, but I was too nervous to move because of the cramped car. Then he tore them open and began licking my labia, occasionally nibbling and tugging at my thick pubic hair.

When he teased my clitoris with his tongue, I was overwhelmed by desire. I gripped his hair tightly and swayed my hips, trying to get his tongue to lick my clitoris deeply.

My breathing grew heavier and heavier.

Since my husband went on his business trip, my long-suppressed desire finally burst forth.

My cheeks began to burn, and my body gradually lost its strength. Xiao Yang used a pillow to elevate my hips, then used his hand to guide the head of his penis, tentatively rubbing it back and forth against my labia. He then moistened the head with saliva and slowly inserted his erect penis into my vagina. However, because his shape was slightly different from my husband's,

the slight curvature of his penis occasionally touched my G-spot. I couldn't help but hug him tightly, and after a series of vigorous thrusts, I orgasmed. I released my grip on him and weakly lay back on the chair.

Xiao Yang, still drunk, showed no sign of stopping and continued to thrust into my vagina.

His relentless assault showed no sign of abating.

I was truly exhausted.

I muttered to myself. Finally, he ejaculated a large amount of semen into my body. I lay there, stunned, and my conscience forced me to sob.

Xiao Yang used tissues from the car to wipe my genitals.

Seeing me still crying and motionless, he covered me with his coat and started the car.

I wrapped myself tightly in Xiao Yang's coat as I returned to my apartment, terrified the building manager would see my torn stockings. Once inside, I went straight to the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror, still wet from our passion.

Xiao Yang's semen, left in my vagina, was sticky and dripping down my genitals. I washed myself repeatedly.

I was a wanton woman; I had betrayed my husband.

I had slept with another man.

The internal struggle kept me awake all night.

For the next month, I avoided Xiao Yang completely, until we ran into each other again at a New Year's dinner party. He acted nonchalant, but I was incredibly nervous,

terrified my colleagues would find out.

I encountered him at the bathroom door.

He whispered in my ear, "If you continue, people will find out." Then he wanted to talk to me after dinner, but I refused.

Returning home after the dinner, I was about to close the door when Xiao Yang rushed in.

Before I could scream, he had already sealed my lips with his.

I broke free and slapped him.

But after the crisp slap, I was captivated by his deep, affectionate gaze.

We stood there, frozen.

The gaze that had fueled my dreams every night for the past month was now truly before me.

Xiao Yang's hands began to roam over my thighs, the tenderness battling with my conscience.

But desire triumphed over my conscience, and I slumped down, letting Xiao Yang caress and kiss me.

Honestly, Xiao Yang treated me much more gently than my husband.

My husband always rushed through his climax and then ignored me, while Xiao Yang's foreplay and his special penis... that time in the car almost made me blurt it out in my sleep when my husband went back to Taiwan for the Lunar New Year.

When he touched my breasts, my vagina involuntarily felt something strange; he kneaded my breasts and sucked on my sensitive nipples. He kissed me all over my body.

He kissed my face, my earlobes, my neck, my vulva, and even licked my toes. Finally, his nimble tongue attacked my genitals, gently biting my crotch, making me tremble with pleasure. His

newly grown stubble brushed against my inner thighs, sending shivers down my spine. Then he lifted my legs, exposing my anus and vulva completely to him.

I shyly closed my eyes; Xiao Yang was actually licking my large anus. This was something my husband had never done since we got married.

Every time, my husband would hastily tease my clitoris with his hand before inserting himself.

Xiao Yang's lick sent my soul soaring.

My vagina felt itchy, like a million ants were crawling inside. I gradually swayed my hips, trying to cooperate with Xiao Yang's tongue to relieve the itch. He stirred his tongue inside my vagina, and after each stirring, he would lick my clitoris, which was swollen with excitement.

Each lick deepened my desire; morality had vanished.

All I wanted now was for a man to penetrate me. My mouth was dry with excitement, and all I could make were monotonous "Mmm~~~~~! Ah~~~~~!" sounds.

Xiao Yang lifted my legs, arching them into a curled shape. I opened my eyes slightly and saw my small, swollen vulva. My pubic hair was wet with Xiao Yang's saliva. Xiao Yang guided his penis with one hand, slowly inserting it into my vagina. Gradually, he increased the speed, thrusting in and out repeatedly. My vagina swallowed Xiao Yang's thick, hard penis, and the fluid I secreted due to excitement made the surrounding area wet.

As Xiao Yang moved, it made a squeaking sound, his penis pulling in and out of my little hole with a "squeak! squeak!" sound.

Xiao Yang put my legs on his shoulders, guided his penis to my vaginal opening, and, slick with the lustful fluid flowing from my labia, thrust his hips forward with lightning speed, penetrating deep into my vagina.

I only let out a soft "Mmm!" before closing my eyes to enjoy the unique pleasure of Xiao Yang's penis thrusting in and out of my vagina.

I moved my hips up and down in rhythm with Xiao Yang, welcoming his penis deeper into my vagina, my moans and Xiao Yang's panting echoing in the living room.

My husband had thrust into my vagina many times on the same sofa, and now it was Xiao Yang's turn.

I was burning with lust and couldn't care less about anything else.

Only in my dreams could I feel the fullness and pleasure of being filled with a penis.

Now it was happening, which brought my excitement to its peak, and I involuntarily let out a cry.

I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, my body going limp.

Xiao Yang had brought me to orgasm again.

This was a pleasure my husband hadn't given me in a long time.

I gasped and moaned, trying to say something, but I couldn't speak. I had to open my mouth to breathe, but his lips sealed mine. Now I sat slumped on the sofa, he had taken my legs off his shoulders, his hard penis still inside me. He kissed me deeply while teasing my nipples, the fullness of his penis inside me making me cling to him, not wanting him to move. A few minutes later, Xiao Yang thrust into me again. The passion from before made me want another orgasm. I released my grip on him and moved my hands to his hips, directing him to lift me up hard. Xiao Yang's hands weren't idle either; one hand played with my breasts, the other rubbed my clitoris with his thumb, giving me an electric shock sensation. After a while, he thrust his penis deep into my vagina, ejaculating hot semen. I couldn't help but moan. The throbbing sensation of his penis ejaculating gave my vagina another inexplicable pleasure. After ejaculating, I didn't want Xiao Yang to pull his penis out, but he knelt down and licked my clitoris intensely, bringing me to a second orgasm. After resting for a while, Xiao Yang picked me up and carried me into the bathroom to shower. Under the bathroom light, I could finally see Xiao Yang's penis clearly; it was quite large even when it was limp. Unlike my husband's. The feeling after two orgasms left me exhausted, and soaking in the hot water gradually calmed my passion. My sense of morality returned and battled in my mind. Xiao Yang squatted by the bathtub, caressing me, and then looked at me with those irresistible eyes. "You're not allowed to come to my house again," I said. Xiao Yang nodded affectionately and said, "Then you can't avoid me anymore." I nodded, struggling internally. I dried myself off and put on my pajamas; Xiao Yang was already dressed. After seeing him off to the elevator, I watched him leave, leaving me wondering how he had gotten past the building manager to get into my house. My husband had been away on a business trip to the United States for half a year. I was watching an HBO movie late at night on TV out of boredom when suddenly the phone rang. It was Xiao Yang calling. "Oh, why are you calling so late?" "Oh! Jingjing, I'm sorry, you're still awake, aren't you?" "What's up?" "Jingjing, are you free tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to dinner." Xiao Yang's voice was magnetic; every word he spoke was irresistible. "How about this? Tomorrow night at the National Hotel's coffee shop, I'll be waiting for you at 6:30." Before I could decide, his words had already made their decision: "I won't disturb your sleep, goodbye." His brief and cheerful invitation left me with no choice but to accept. I slowly put down the phone, a wave of confusion washing over me. If I accepted, I would be stepping into the dangerous zone of marriage, but could I refuse? I met Xiao Yang at a dinner party. He was a car salesman, and my main type of property insurance was vehicles. He entered my life six months after my miscarriage. After the year-end banquet at Lianyuan that year, everyone went to a karaoke bar and sang until 1 a.m. Afterwards, Xiao Yang volunteered to drive me home. Along the way, his conversation revealed his extensive knowledge; he could talk at length without being boring. When we stopped at a red light, he gently cupped my face in his hand and said, "I love you!" His words were simple, yet they struck me like a thunderbolt. My heart pounded, and I didn't know how to react. I gazed into his eyes, which were filled with deep affection, but I was so confused and at a loss for words that I closed my eyes and waited. At that moment, my lips were dry, my heart was racing, and he finally kissed me. His thick, passionate lips pressed against mine. I was so nervous and flustered, like a child who had done something wrong. He kissed my lips, my face, my ears, and then my lips again. I felt a wave of dizziness and weakness wash over me. I couldn't resist taking deep, passionate breaths. Undeniably, I loved his touch. He stroked my cheeks, my thighs, my navel, and even reached inside my clothes to touch my breasts. A feeling of guilt made me freeze suddenly. I pushed him away and lowered my head. "No, I already have a husband." He didn't force me and sat still beside me. We just sat there in the dim light of the car, lost in thought. The cars behind us honked their horns, urging us to move on. Just as we passed the redevelopment zone, Xiao Yang suddenly stopped the car and hugged me again. I couldn't help but rub against him, kiss him passionately, and caress his body. He impulsively lifted my clothes and kissed my breasts. We couldn't suppress our desires. The passionate caresses were particularly arousing. He reached under my skirt and touched my vulva. "Ah! No! You can't!" I said, but undeniably, under the influence of alcohol, people are bolder. We both needed each other. It was the first time I had been touched and kissed by a man other than my husband. I was both shocked and scared. Xiao Yang lowered the back of my electric chair, lifted my tight skirt, and kissed my legs through my stockings. I was trembling with fear, just like when my husband and I made love for the first time. I let his lips and hands move over my body. He stroked my feet and kept kissing me, and he also pulled my hand to touch his penis. When my hand touched his penis, my heart almost jumped out of my chest, and at the same time, my vagina began to secrete fluid.

When his hand touched my slightly moist area, my whole body went limp.

Xiao Yang clumsily tried to pull down my stockings and panties, but because the car was cramped and I was nervous, I didn't move. Then he directly tore them and began licking my labia, occasionally lightly biting and tugging at my thick pubic hair.

When he teased my clitoris with his tongue, I was overwhelmed by desire. I tightly gripped his hair and swayed my hips, trying to get his tongue to lick my clitoris deeply.

My breathing became heavier and heavier.

Since my husband's business trip, my long-suppressed desire was finally released.

My cheeks began to burn, and my whole body gradually lost strength. Xiao Yang used a pillow to elevate my hips, then used his hand to guide the head of his penis, tentatively rubbing it back and forth on the outside of my labia. Then, he moistened the head of his penis with saliva and slowly inserted his hard, large penis into my vagina. However, because his shape was slightly different from my husband's...

His slightly curved penis occasionally touched my G-spot during thrusting. I couldn't help but hug him tightly, and after another round of vigorous thrusting, I climaxed. I released my grip on him and lay weakly on the chair.

Xiao Yang, still drunk, showed no sign of stopping and continued to pound into my vagina.

His relentless onslaught showed no sign of abating.

I was truly exhausted.

I muttered to myself. Finally, he ejaculated a large amount of semen into my body. I lay there, stunned, and my conscience forced me to sob.

Xiao Yang used tissues from the car to wipe my genitals.

Seeing me still crying and motionless, he covered me with his coat and drove off.

I wrapped myself tightly in Xiao Yang's coat and returned to my apartment, afraid the building manager would see my torn stockings. Once inside, I went straight to the bathroom, gazing at my reflection in the mirror after our passion.

Xiao Yang's semen, left in my vagina, dripped down, making my genitals sticky. I washed myself repeatedly.

I am a slutty woman; I have wronged my husband.

I had a relationship with another man.

The internal struggle kept me awake all night.

For the next month, I avoided seeing Xiao Yang, until we ran into each other again at a New Year's dinner party. He acted nonchalant, but I was incredibly nervous,

terrified of being found out by my colleagues.

We met at the restroom door.

He whispered in my ear, "If you continue, people will find out." Then he wanted to talk to me after dinner, but I refused.

After the dinner, I returned home, and just as I was about to close the door, Xiao Yang rushed in.

Before I could scream, he had already sealed my lips with his.

I broke free and slapped him.

But after the crisp sound of the slap, I was captivated by his deep, affectionate eyes.

We stood there, frozen.

The gaze that had fueled my dreams every night for the past month was now truly before me.

Xiao Yang's hands began to wander over my thighs, the tenderness a battle between my conscience and my conscience.

But desire overcame my inner morality, and I slumped down, letting Xiao Yang caress and kiss me.

To be honest, Xiao Yang treated me much more gently than my husband.

My husband would always rush through his gratification and then ignore me, while Xiao Yang's foreplay and his special penis... That time in the car almost made me blurt it out in my sleep when my husband went back to Taiwan for the Lunar New Year.

When he touched my breasts, my vagina involuntarily felt strange sensations. He kneaded my breasts and sucked on my two sensitive nipples. He kissed all over my body.

He kissed my face, my earlobes, my neck, my vulva, and even licked my toes. Finally, his nimble tongue attacked my genitals, gently biting my crotch, making me tremble with pleasure. His

newly grown stubble brushed against my inner thighs, sending shivers down my spine. Then he lifted my legs, exposing my anus and vulva completely naked before his eyes.

I shyly closed my eyes. Xiao Yang was actually licking my large anus! This was something my husband had never done since we got married.

Every time, he would just casually tease my clitoris with his hand before inserting himself.

Xiao Yang's lick sent my soul flying.

My vagina felt itchy, like a million ants were crawling inside. I gradually swayed my hips, trying to cooperate with Xiao Yang's tongue to relieve the itch. He stirred his tongue inside my vagina, and after each stirring, he would lick my clitoris hard, which was swollen with excitement.

Each lick deepened my desire; morality had vanished.

All I wanted now was for a man to penetrate me. My mouth was dry with excitement, and all I could make were monotonous "Mmm~~~~~! Ah~~~~~!" sounds.

Xiao Yang lifted my legs, arching them into a curled position. I opened my eyes slightly and saw my small, swollen vulva. My pubic hair was wet with Xiao Yang's saliva. Xiao Yang, with one hand guiding his penis, slowly inserted it into my vagina. Gradually, he increased the speed, thrusting in and out repeatedly. My vagina swallowed Xiao Yang's thick, hard penis, and the fluid I secreted due to excitement made the surrounding area wet.

As Xiao Yang moved, it made a squeaking sound, his penis pulling in and out of my little hole with a "squeak! squeak!" sound.

Xiao Yang placed my legs on his shoulders, guided his penis to my vaginal opening, and, slick with the fluid flowing from my labia, thrust his hips forward with lightning speed, penetrating deep into my vagina.

I only let out a soft "Mmm!" before closing my eyes to enjoy the unique pleasure of Xiao Yang's penis thrusting in and out of my vagina.

I lifted my hips in rhythm with Xiao Yang's movements, welcoming his penis as it penetrated my vagina. My moans and Xiao Yang's panting echoed in the living room.

My husband had thrust into me many times on this same sofa, and now it was Xiao Yang's turn.

I was burning with desire and couldn't care less about anything else.

Only in my dreams could I feel the fullness and pleasure of being filled with a penis.

Now that it was happening, my excitement reached its peak, and I involuntarily cried out.

My whole body went limp with pleasure.

Xiao Yang had brought me to orgasm again.

This was the pleasure my husband hadn't given me in a long time.

I gasped and moaned, trying to say something, but I couldn't speak.

I had to open my mouth to breathe, but his mouth sealed mine.

Now I sat slumped on the sofa, he had put my legs off his shoulders, and his hard penis was still inside me. He kissed me deeply while teasing my nipples, and the fullness of his penis inside me made me hold onto Xiao Yang, not wanting him to move.

A few minutes later, Xiao Yang started thrusting into me again.

The passion from before made me want to climax again.

I released my hands from his and moved them to his hips, directing Xiao Yang to thrust hard into me. Xiao Yang's hands weren't idle either; one hand played with my breasts while the other rubbed my clitoris with his thumb, giving me an electric shock-like sensation. After a while, he deeply penetrated my vagina, ejaculating hot semen.

I couldn't help but moan.

The throbbing sensation of his penis ejaculating gave my vagina another inexplicable pleasure.

After ejaculating, I didn't want Xiao Yang to pull his penis out, but he knelt down and licked my clitoris intensely,

bringing me to a second orgasm.

After resting for a while, Xiao Yang carried me into the bathroom to shower. Under the bathroom light, I could finally see Xiao Yang's penis clearly; even when it was limp, it was quite large.

Unlike my husband's.

The feeling after two orgasms left me exhausted, and soaking in the hot water gradually calmed my passion.

My sense of morality returned and battled within me. Xiao Yang knelt by the bathtub, caressing me, then looked at me with that irresistible gaze.

"You're not allowed to come to my house again," I said.

Xiao Yang nodded tenderly and said, "Then you can't avoid me anymore." I nodded, struggling internally. I dried myself off and put on my pajamas; Xiao Yang was already dressed.

After seeing him to the elevator, I watched him leave, leaving me wondering how he had gotten past the building manager to get into my house.

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