Jiajia the adulterous wife

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Jiajia is my wife, 27 years old, and we've been married for over two years. Partly due to financial pressure, and partly because she said she didn't want to be a stay-at-home mom, she went out to work as a career woman.

We met through a friend's introduction, and the first time I saw her, I was deeply attracted by her beautiful face and figure. She had an oval face, slightly shoulder-length straight brown hair, captivating eyes beneath delicately arched eyebrows, and luscious, full lips below a slightly upturned nose.

Her figure was, of course, impeccable: a full, firm 35C bust, a 24cm waist, and a 34cm hip, paired with long, shapely legs—almost every part of her was perfect. At that moment, I immediately decided I had to win her over. After dating for almost a year, we finally got married.

Perhaps due to the more open-mindedness of foreign cultures, her initial clothing and style were somewhat revealing. Later, influenced by the general customs of China, she gradually changed her clothing and behavior.

Despite this, after marriage, her figure and appearance exuded a mature and sexy charm, always attracting the attention of men around her.

Jiajia had a high sex drive, something I only discovered after marriage. Initially, she wanted sex almost every day, but gradually, due to work pressure, I couldn't meet her needs and would occasionally refuse her. As for her, I don't know if it was because of work or because we both felt it lacked novelty, but after two years, our sex life had almost completely disappeared.

I knew in my heart that this kind of sexual relationship would definitely affect our marriage, so I hoped to have some different stimulation to rekindle our sexual interest.

The only thing I could think of was getting her to accept her original style of dress. I would casually choose some slightly revealing and sexy clothes for her to wear, hoping that when she wore sexy clothes, it would arouse my desire and further satisfy her needs. At first, Jiajia was unwilling; it took a lot of persuasion before she finally agreed to try.

One weekend, we decided to go to Shilin Night Market. Jiajia was wearing a white spaghetti-strap top. I asked her not to wear a bra, but she refused. "Do you want all the men to see my nipples?" Jiajia said, a little angrily.

Later, Jiajia chose a pair of short hot pants and flat sandals with crisscross straps. "Is this okay?" she asked me, looking in the mirror.

After I looked her over, I thought, "It's kind of there." But... but it seems like something's missing?

I whispered to her, "If... if you could wear toenail polish, it would be even sexier." I was afraid she'd change her expression again. But this time, she didn't say anything and went back to her room.

About ten minutes later, Jiajia came out and said to me, "Do you like this?" Her ten toes were painted red.

I happily whispered in Jiajia's ear, "Darling! This is perfect. Tonight, you're the leading lady." After my combination of coaxing and cajoling, she finally showed a slight smile.

That night, as we walked through the crowded night market, we attracted the attention of many men. When those men leered at her breasts, buttocks, or her sexy legs, my penis involuntarily hardened.

I could also faintly hear some jealous men gossiping about my wife, Jiajia, behind her back, using phrases like "She must work at a hotel," "Hot," "Beautiful legs," and "It would be great to fuck her," which only amplified my inexplicable pleasure.

As soon as we got home, I immediately embraced my wife, and Jiajia responded with a passionate French kiss. After much effort, I managed to pull off her tiny hot pants, revealing her full, swollen mons pubis, tightly pressed against the thin fabric of her panties, its contours clearly visible, and a dark, wet patch in the center.

"Honey, what's wrong? You seem so eager to have it!"

"You're so mean! It's all your fault! Someone touched my butt and my thigh at the night market, making me..."

As Jiajia said this, her blushing cheeks revealed a coquettish look. She immediately squatted down, took out my penis, and passionately gave me oral sex, sucking my penis hard. While sucking and spitting, she took off her panties, then her top and bra, and pulled my hand to caress her firm, full breasts.

At this moment, I noticed that her areolas, which I hadn't paid attention to for a long time, were no longer as red and tender as before, but had become somewhat dark brown.

"People say that the darker the areola, the more lewd the woman is."

Thinking of this, coupled with what had just happened outside, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated into her mouth. Because I had been suppressing it for a long time, the amount that came out was really large. As I watched her swallow my semen, some still dripped from the corner of her mouth, which she licked clean with her fingers.

Jiajia kept wriggling her hips, as if telling me she needed my penis to fill her overflowing, wet cunt. So I let her lick my penis clean with her tongue and continue sucking until I got erect again. Jiajia automatically

turned her back to me, slowly moving her body to face the living room's French windows, bending over. While I was worried about whether the neighbors across the street would see, she had already turned around and used her hand to guide my penis into her cunt. Holding onto the aluminum window frame, she moved her hips in rhythm with my movements, our bodies writhing intensely.

It was quite late, and we only had one small light on. I vaguely remembered that they hadn't turned on any lights, so they were probably asleep. Anyway, I couldn't worry about that anymore, especially since it was my wife who wanted it. That night, Jiajia told me she hadn't had such an orgasm in a long time.

After several attempts, we indeed achieved satisfying sex, like returning to the passion we had when we first got married. After that, Jiajia's style became increasingly sophisticated and daring, though not to the point of being overly revealing, so I had to turn a blind eye.

Jiajia worked at a beauty company. To be honest, she was very confident in her figure, and compared to real models, she was indeed in no way inferior. Besides her full breasts, her favorite feature was her long, shapely legs; every curve from her thighs to her calves and ankles exuded endless sexiness and allure.

Jiajia didn't want to work in a traditional company; she felt that kind of work wasn't what she wanted. So after getting married, she studied English at an adult English center in the evenings. With her looks and open personality, she easily made friends, and her friendliness quickly made her quite popular at the center.

Especially after Jiajia changed her style, people often wanted to accompany her to class, and they were all men. I really didn't know if they came to learn or to admire the beauty.

"You know what? Today, that guy was staring at my body, and that other guy was being lewd, trying to get handsy..." At first, Jiajia always came home from class with a reluctant expression.

But I could sense that Jiajia was actually quite happy, so I would half-jokingly reassure her, "It's because my Jiajia is pretty and has a great figure that people want to look! It's not like anything's wrong with them looking. If no one wanted to look, wouldn't I be embarrassed?" After I said that, Jiajia just smiled and didn't say anything. After saying this a few times, she stopped bringing it up.

That day, Jiajia was going to class wearing a white mini-skirt with a zipper in the back. As she bent down with her back to me to pull on her high heel straps, I suddenly noticed that Jiajia's tight skirt zipper had popped open, revealing a blue lace thong underneath. Because she was bending over, her pert buttocks were facing me directly, and I could clearly see the lace trim of the thong almost completely disappearing into the cleft of her plump, white buttocks. Since the skirt was quite short and not too stuffy, the draft around her buttocks wasn't very noticeable.

Just as I was about to call her and tell her, I suddenly imagined Jiajia's exposed buttocks during class...

The contrast between the blue underwear and her fair, tender buttocks made them appear even more delicate and alluring, making one want to pinch them. So I didn't say anything, thinking I should just let her go out like that! Hehe! When Jiajia comes back tonight, she'll definitely want it.

When Jiajia entered the English center, she didn't notice anything unusual at first, but after she passed by, she felt people whispering and talking behind her. Jiajia didn't suspect anything and continued to her locker to get her textbooks. Since Jiajia's locker was on the lower shelf, she had to squat down, which made Xiaohua's buttocks stretch her tight skirt even tighter, giving the people behind her an even better view. As she took things, her buttocks swayed slightly with the movement of her hands, and her two fleshy buttocks, tightly clamped between her underwear, seemed to be greeting the people behind her.

Just then, a Frenchman appeared: "Jiajia's English teacher." He deliberately walked to the cabinet next to her, pretending to get something, but his eyes were fixed on Jiajia's fair buttocks. Her crotch was clearly bulging, and judging from the shape, it looked like a huge penis was hidden inside.

My wife turned to greet the Frenchman, but when her gaze swept over him, she noticed…

Jiajia's gaze lingered for a few seconds before she suddenly snapped back to reality and quickly turned her head away. But the Frenchman had already seen Jiajia's sudden daze, her shy expression, and her flushed, lewd look. Jiajia thought it was because her top was too low-cut, so she quickly grabbed her things and stood up. When their eyes met again, the Frenchman gave her a smirk.

Class started, so my wife didn't think much of it. She walked into the classroom with her books. Although her face looked normal except for a slight blush, Jiajia was already aroused by sexual desire. Her vagina was involuntarily secreting lubrication, and she wished a huge penis like that was churning her vulva right now. Although Jiajia's body was ready for intercourse, class was in session.

When Jiajia got up to read from her English textbook, the students behind her were already getting impatient, occasionally pulling down their pants when my wife wasn't looking.

My wife, on the other hand, was still reading the text seriously, but her vulva was already overflowing with desire. Because Jiajia's mind was filled with lewd and obscene images. She was fantasizing that the Frenchman was having sex with her in the classroom, his big penis going in and out of her wet vulva, penetrating deep inside her, making her both love and fear the pain.

Finally, the bell rang, signaling the end of class, but the male students kept discussing questions with her, seemingly unwilling to leave. While this had been the case before, almost all the men stayed today.

Soon, my wife couldn't hold back any longer and finally said, "Okay, it's getting late. We can discuss any questions in class next time, or you can talk to me privately, okay?"

Hearing this, all the male students left the classroom with their own hopes and opportunities—presumably all hoping to ride my wife!

My wife quickly put her things away and sped home on her bike. When she entered the house, I was watching TV in the living room. I could clearly sense what had happened in class, but she didn't say anything.

Just as Jiajia was about to take off her shoes, I told her in a surprised and unaware tone, "Jiajia, why is your skirt zipper open? Your butt and underwear are visible!" Only then did Jiajia fully understand what had happened, and she ran shyly into her room.

I followed her into the room and saw Jiajia taking off her revealing tight skirt. I hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "What's wrong? You're going to class dressed like that?! Wouldn't every male student and teacher be having a blast?"

"Honestly, no one even told me," my wife complained.

"Nobody wants to miss such a rare opportunity to feast their eyes!"

I said, my hand tracing the curve of Jiajia's hips. When my fingers touched the bottom of her panties, I could feel the area where the panties met her pubic area—it felt wet and then dry, then wet again, emitting a slight, musky smell.

I pulled Jiajia's panties down, held them in front of her, and smelled them, saying, "Why are you so wet? And you smell a little musky!"

"You weren't paying attention in class, were you thinking about me?"

"Of course, it was my good husband, who else could it be?" In fact, Jiajia didn't tell me that the person she was thinking about at that moment was her French teacher.

Of course, everything went as I expected that night. We showered together, lathered each other with shower gel, and dried each other's bodies. With just a little stimulation, Jiajia easily became aroused. When I touched her genitals, she actively leaned forward to let me touch her, caressing her breasts with one hand while gripping my penis tightly with the other. At that point, I knew what was going on.

We made love all night, from the bathroom to the bed. Jiajia barely let my penis leave her mouth or vagina. Even on the way from the bathroom to the bed, she wrapped her legs around my waist, keeping my penis inside her. Our bodies were glued together all night until we were both exhausted and fell asleep.

Afterwards, I thought I should do less of these things that arouse Jiajia. If we did this all night every day, I might not be able to handle it.

The next day, when Jiajia was leaving for class, she was still wearing a mini-skirt. I jokingly asked her, "Did you check your clothes carefully? Don't show anything you shouldn't!"

I said that partly as a joke, but partly for my own safety. I've mentioned before that my wife has a very high sex drive. If it were a typical woman, I think I'd be more than capable! However, my wife is the type who has a big appetite, and she's extremely proactive and assertive during sex.

If we do it two or three times a week, I'm confident I can make Jiajia orgasm every time, but the problem is she wants it almost every day. If I give in to her desires, even though she doesn't say it, I know she's not satisfied. A few times when I finally manage to get an erection, I end up unable to ejaculate or get hard, and Jiajia still continues to lick me vigorously with her mouth and rub me hard with her hands, making my skin almost peel. So occasionally, I'll politely refuse her.

Before we got married, Jiajia lived in mainland China, so I didn't know about her social life at first. I only gradually found out through various opportunities.

A few days later, she found a card in her locker. The card read something like,

"Jiajia, would you like to have the honor of inviting me to a romantic dinner... Teacher: Denny."

That's right! That French teacher finally couldn't resist and boldly extended such an invitation to my wife. He probably knew Jiajia was married!

When my wife saw the invitation, she became uneasy, her heart pounding. She wondered whether she should go. She truly longed for such an opportunity, but when she thought of me, she still had reservations. There were still three days until the weekend, and those days were incredibly difficult for her.

As I mentioned before, Jiajia probably had no experience sleeping with foreigners during her time in mainland China, so she really wanted to experience it. If this had happened before marriage, she would have readily accepted.

After Jiajia and I got married, she still had many opportunities and potential partners for extramarital affairs, but at that time I was quite strict, and we were still in the sweet honeymoon phase. My performance in bed could still satisfy her needs, so she naturally rejected those men's advances.

So when I suggested that Jiajia change her clothes or outward behavior, the correct way to put it was to return to her original nature, which she was quite accepting of. Perhaps it was my change in attitude and perspective that made Jiajia have the intention to hide her true self and develop outwardly. As for what Jiajia is thinking, only she knows.

These past two days, it's obvious that Jiajia always seems restless and can't concentrate on her work. When I asked her if something was on her mind, Jiajia always answered no. That's why Jiajia forgot her handbag when she went to class that day, and that's how I found this card in her handbag. Of course, I still pretended not to know.

This morning when I was about to go to work, Jiajia suddenly asked me, "Honey, if... I mean, if another man asked me out to dinner alone, what would you do?" Jiajia asked me tentatively.

"Sure! Why not? It'll save me a meal." I pretended not to care.

"What's wrong? Did a man really ask you out to dinner?"

"No! I was just curious and asking." Jiajia still didn't want to tell me the truth.

When I got home that evening, Jiajia had already taken a shower and was sitting on the bed with her legs bent, wearing only a towel around her neck. She was massaging her calves with lotion, and her beautiful legs looked even smoother and brighter after applying the lotion. I noticed a dark red rose pasted on the side of her ankle.

Curious, I asked, "Jiajia, why did you want to wear these?"

"I got them done at the nail salon today. The lady there said they look beautiful with the deep red nail polish I'm wearing today."

I saw that Jiajia's fingers and toes were painted with deep red nail polish. The fiery red made her fair hands and feet look even more vibrant. Combined with the rose tattoo sticker on her ankle, she exuded a sexy yet wild and unrestrained passion, which already aroused my desire. Looking at Jiajia's bare shoulders and legs, I leaned over, wanting to be intimate with her, but Jiajia pushed me away: "No! I've already showered."

"Just shower again after you're done!" "

I have to apply lotion after showering, it's too much trouble." I didn't expect her to refuse me; it was definitely unusual.

I had no choice but to take a cold shower to cool down my physical reaction, but it showed no signs of abating because I was thinking about Jiajia's date tomorrow night.

While showering, Jiajia shouted at the bathroom door, "The English center is having a get-together tomorrow night. You'll have to take care of dinner yourself." Jiajia was probably embarrassed to lie to me.

Finally, the weekend evening arrived. Tonight, Jiajia was dressed in a white terry cloth vest-style dress. The skirt wasn't too short, and she wore semi-transparent stockings, but the fabric clung tightly to her body, still showcasing her perfect, alluring curves.

She greeted me, saying she was leaving.

"Have fun!" I watched her slip on a pair of white pointed-toe heels and then leave.

Have fun? I felt both excited and uneasy. They arranged to have dinner at an Italian restaurant. Denny was already waiting for Jiajia, eager to meet my wife.

"Hi! Have you been waiting long?" Jiajia greeted him warmly as soon as they met.

"I just got here too." He stared at Jiajia's figure.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I'm not pretty?" Jiajia looked shyly at her clothes.

"No, no."

"I'm sorry! You look absolutely stunning in this dress, it's so sexy on you."

They then sat down to eat, chatting about their lives in France and China, and of course, Jiajia's marriage, which inevitably led to mentioning me, her husband.

Jiajia was starting to understand the foreigner. Denny lived in Paris, was 35, and said he was unmarried.

During the meal, the Frenchman stared intently at Jiajia, watching her dark red nail polished fingers as she used her knife and fork to move food between her lips, imagining what it would be like if she were putting his penis in her mouth…

Jiajia also noticed Denny's constant staring, so she ate almost entirely with her mouth, taking small bites, which made the foreigner feel aroused.

The two chatted and laughed throughout the meal, without anything particularly unusual, though occasionally the foreigner would bring up flirtatious topics, which delighted Jiajia.

The foreigner glanced at his watch and gestured to Jiajia that it was time to leave.

"It's only a little past eight, would you like to come to my place for a bit?" the foreigner pressed.

"I have a few bottles of red wine I brought back from France, would you like to try some?"

"Now?" Jiajia asked, feigning modesty.

"Jiajia, are you in a hurry to go home? Is your husband waiting for you at home?"

Jiajia hurriedly said, "Oh, no! It's just... just..."

"Since not, then it's no problem, okay!" the foreigner pressed his advantage. Jiajia didn't say anything, just nodded slightly with her head down.

The two of them had already finished a bottle of red wine during their meal. Jiajia's alcohol tolerance was okay for half a bottle, but her face would turn red after drinking. Now, it was hard to tell whether Jiajia's flushed cheeks were due to shyness or alcohol.

After the two of them walked out of the restaurant together, the Frenchman suddenly reached out and put his arm around Jiajia's slender waist. Jiajia only paused for a moment, but did not make any move to resist. The Frenchman became even bolder and slid down to put his hand on Jiajia's buttocks. The two of them walked to the side of the road like a couple and hailed a taxi.

The Frenchman rented a small apartment of about ten square meters in an apartment building near the mansion. Almost the entire building was occupied by foreigners.

He led Jiajia into the apartment, and as they were about to cross the lobby, several foreigners were chatting. Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Jiajia. They greeted Denny with envious expressions while also giving Jiajia lustful looks.

It was common to see foreigners bringing women back here, and everyone knew what was going to happen next, so there was nothing to be surprised about. However, it was rare to see a woman as attractive as Jiajia. After all, they only wanted someone to satisfy their sexual needs, not someone to marry. They

had to take off their shoes to enter the apartment. When my wife took off her high heels, the Frenchman could vaguely see my wife's beautiful feet through the texture of her semi-transparent stockings.

"Even your toenails are polished so beautifully. They're the same color as your fingernails, right? Very pretty." The foreigner's eyes were filled with lust.

Jiajia shyly crossed her legs. The Frenchman brought out two or three bottles of red wine for Xiaojia to choose from. Jiajia glanced at them and said, "How about we open this one first?"

Okay! No problem. The two sat on the sofa, drinking and watching TV, the Frenchman's arm around Jiajia's shoulder.

Soon, one bottle was almost empty. Then, the Frenchman reached out and took Jiajia's hand, placing it on his crotch. Jiajia quickly pulled her hand away; she knew what he meant, but she hesitated.

"Oh no! Teacher, we'll still have to meet in the classroom from now on, and that'll make me feel really awkward."

The Frenchman didn't show any disappointment; instead, he said even more enthusiastically, "Jiajia, don't worry. To be honest, I'm leaving China in a week. I'll probably go back to France first, and then consider other Asian countries. We'll only meet once or twice in class at most."

It turns out this Frenchman was already planning to leave, thinking he should seize the time before he went and have some fun. He figured he might as well take advantage of the situation, just like me, except my Jiajia would be the one getting taken advantage of.

Only then did Jiajia lower her guard and let go of her previous reservations. The Frenchman picked up a glass and handed it to Jiajia, and the two of them finished their drinks.

"Shall we open another bottle?" Jiajia asked.

"Of course!"

The Frenchman looked delighted; he could tell that Jiajia was very relaxed now, and with the added effect of alcohol, her emotions were already quite high.

Jiajia got up, tugged at her skirt, and went to open the bottle herself, almost

tripping as she walked around the coffee table. "Are you alright, Jiajia?" The Frenchman looked behind Jiajia, noticing that her hips swayed as she walked.

Jiajia put the bottle down and was about to sit back on the sofa when the Frenchman suddenly grabbed her hand, and she plopped down on his crotch, falling sideways into his arms.

The Frenchman lifted Jiajia's chin with his hand, their lips pressed together, and he thrust his tongue into her mouth, making her suckle. Jiajia felt something hard pressing against her buttocks, growing larger and swollen.

Because the terry cloth of her clothes was somewhat elastic, despite her 34C bust, the Frenchman easily pulled Jiajia's clothes down from the neckline and her arms. Jiajia automatically moved her arms upwards, revealing her bare upper body, wearing only a deep red strapless lace bra. The Frenchman pinched Jiajia's breasts, squeezing them together to create a deep cleavage. Jiajia reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, leaving it in the Frenchman's hands, revealing a pair of fair and soft breasts to him.

The Frenchman picked up the bra and smelled the cups: "It smells really good."

Jiajia snatched the bra away: "Of course it smells good."

The Frenchman's tongue kept licking Jiajia's breasts, and he kept biting her nipples with his teeth. Her nipples were already hard and erect from the stimulation. Jiajia raised her hands to tie her hair up, leaned forward slightly, and swayed her breasts from side to side, keeping the Frenchman's mouth busy. She kept her lips tightly closed, but deep breaths came from her nose.

The Frenchman lifted his buttocks and pulled down his pants, revealing a loose pair of boxer shorts. There was a thick penis sticking out of his crotch, really like a tent. He spread his legs and made Jiajia squat between them. The Frenchman pressed Jiajia's head to his crotch with one hand, while his other hand was still pinching Jiajia's nipples. Jiajia looked shy and only touched his penis through her underwear.

"What's wrong! It's big, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Jiajia nodded.

The Frenchman commanded, "Take it off!"

Jiajia pulled down her pants, and a penis sprang out as if freed. Jiajia first kissed the Frenchman's glans, then rubbed his penis with her lips. His entire penis was covered in Jiajia's lipstick, the prominent veins on the surface lightly covered by the deep red lipstick.

Jiajia initially intended to take the whole penis in, but before she could even take half, the glans was already hitting her throat. Experiencedly, Jiajia switched to a side-swallowing position, letting the Frenchman's glans press against her cheek, making it look like she was holding a marinated egg in her mouth.

The Frenchman sat motionless on the sofa, intently watching Jiajia's beautifully polished fingers envelop his penis, moving it up and down with her mouth. Jiajia made "tsk! tsk!" sounds, accompanied by saliva.

At this moment, Jiajia's clothes were still hanging around her waist, the hem of her skirt still covering her thighs. The Frenchman was not pleased, so he hooked his feet around the clothes hanging around Jiajia's waist, trying to stand her up. The entire garment fell down and circled around Jiajia's feet.

It turned out that Jiajia was wearing a matching bra and panties today, presumably carefully chosen to match the color of her nail polish. Although it wasn't a thong, it was still very small, a dark red lace panty that couldn't cover Jiajia's pubic hair at all. A dark patch was clearly visible through the crotch of her semi-transparent stockings.

The Frenchman used two fingers to probe Jiajia's genitals through the stockings. Jiajia couldn't withstand his probing and reflexively squeezed her thighs together tightly, while her calves remained open. The tighter Jiajia squeezed her thighs, the harder the Frenchman's fingers probed, and the closer her vulva became to his fingers. Her vaginal fluid was squeezed out and seeped through her panties, making the stockings wet.

Then the Frenchman reached into Jiajia's stockings and panties, pressing his entire palm against her genitals and vigorously rubbing her mons pubis with his middle finger. Jiajia, of course, couldn't resist, constantly twisting her waist and swaying her hips. Only her feet, which were standing, seemed to be gripping the floor tightly, but she couldn't stand. Her heels touched the ground, her soles were off the ground, and her toes were digging into the ground. The Frenchman saw those sexy feet and Jiajia's lewd expression, and her panties were constantly leaking fluid. He squeezed his penis, ready to act.

At the same time, the Frenchman pulled off Jiajia's stockings and panties, revealing Jiajia's mysterious black forest. Jiajia was completely naked. Except for her pubic hair, her fair skin exuded a mature and rosy sexiness. The Frenchman stared in disbelief.

"Why are you looking at me like that again?" Jiajia turned away shyly, half-covering her breasts and genitals with her hands.

The Frenchman, now fully awake, embraced Jiajia from behind, placing her on the edge of the coffee table before settling back onto the sofa. He grabbed Jiajia's left foot, noticing the rose tattoo sticker on her ankle. He made a "tsk! tsk!" sound. "Jiajia, you're so lewd. Want me to take you for a real tattoo? In the same spot, to make your feet even more alluring."

With that, he shoved Jiajia's big toe into his mouth and sucked on it, while his right leg was bent and propped against the table corner.

He licked her toes while inserting two fingers into her vagina, eliciting "tsk...tsk..." sounds. After a while, Jiajia leaned back on the coffee table, her full breasts drooping slightly, appearing to the Frenchman like two large steamed buns, their smooth, pinkish-white skin concealing a rich, juicy filling.

The Frenchman stood up and released Jiajia's legs, pulling half of her buttocks out over the edge of the table. Her legs were spread wide, her thighs and calves perpendicular to the ground, her feet forming a U-shape.

He braced himself on the edge of the table near Jiajia's ear with one hand, and was about to penetrate her with the other when Jiajia suddenly remembered the condom: "Did you forget something?"

"What?" The Frenchman looked puzzled, not understanding what Jiajia meant.

"Shouldn't you wear a condom?"

This Frenchman didn't really like wearing condoms, but since Jiajia had asked, he was willing to wear one, but he really didn't have any. So he told Jiajia he didn't have any condoms.

"What should we do!" It would be a shame to ask the foreigner to buy some now.

At this moment, Jiajia pointed to her bag, and the Frenchman understood what she meant. He opened Jiajia's bag, and inside was a box of Playboy black condoms still sealed in shrink wrap. After taking them out, the Frenchman saw that the box was labeled with ribbed texture and a large size tag, and gave Jiajia a lewd smile.

"Oh! Jiajia, so you were all along planning to have me fuck you."

"This big size, it's probably not for your husband, is it?"

Wow! Where did she get a condom? Jiajia doesn't want me to use condoms because she likes the feeling of warm semen shooting into her uterus, so she takes birth control pills. And with a sexually frustrated wife like this waiting for me to serve her every day, I don't have the energy to mess around outside, so I don't have condoms at home.

I guess she bought condoms to prevent STIs, not to avoid pregnancy. The condom inside was red. The Frenchman quickly put it on his penis after opening it. The size was okay. He swung his erect penis in front of Jiajia.

"You like the ones with bumps?" He placed his penis on Jiajia's cheek, rubbing the bumps on the condom against her face: "How is it! Are there any bumps?"

The Frenchman used his fingers to spread Jiajia's slightly reddish-brown, thick labia. Seeing that her vagina was already well-lubricated with vaginal fluid, he leaned over her with one hand and, with the other, guided his penis into her vagina. As soon as the head of his penis entered, Jiajia's lips parted slightly, and a long "Oh..." escaped her throat.

When the Frenchman's entire penis was inside, Jiajia suddenly shivered.

This was the feeling, a feeling of fullness, a penis that could satisfy her vagina. Jiajia's vagina wasn't very loose; it accommodated the small penis perfectly, and could also adjust freely to a larger one. This Frenchman's penis evoked all her past lewd memories, but it had been so long since she had been filled with such a penis.

But this Frenchman was deliberately bullying Jiajia. He thrust his entire penis deep into her vagina in one go. Just as Jiajia felt the glans about to hit the spot, the Frenchman quickly pulled his penis out completely. Naturally, Jiajia was uncomfortable being bullied like this.

Now her mouth was open even wider. When the Frenchman inserted it, Jiajia would moan "Mmm..." and when he pulled it out, she would moan "Ugh... Ugh..." as if begging for his penis. But the Frenchman completely ignored her. She could only move her hips in the direction the penis was about to be pulled out, trying to prolong the time the penis stayed in her vagina.

To accommodate the Frenchman's penis, Jiajia kept moving her hips, arching her back and supporting herself only on her limbs, pressing her genitals forcefully towards him. Seeing her wanton and lewd appearance, the Frenchman said to Jiajia, "Jiajia, you really are like a slut, aren't you?"

His words further aroused Jiajia's lust.

Seeing that the Frenchman was about to fall onto the sofa, Jiajia lifted her waist and thrust her hips forward, using her buttocks, still holding his penis, to push him down onto the sofa. She then turned and bent over, reaching between her legs to grab his penis and holding on tightly. She opened her legs, spreading her buttocks, and aligned her vagina with his penis, sliding it down. Supporting herself on his thighs, she rotated her hips. From behind, the Frenchman could only see a pair of plump buttocks kneading dough, but he couldn't see his penis.

Jiajia began to thrust vigorously, the penis repeatedly penetrating her vagina. The Frenchman excitedly slapped Jiajia's buttocks, leaving red marks on her fair skin.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" The small room echoed with crisp slapping sounds and Jiajia's moans.

"Oh...oh...oh..." Indeed, Jiajia habitually moaned in English when excited, especially liking to use "fuck me." At first, I thought she was being rude, but then I realized that women in Western porn films often used this, while Japanese women just used "ah." It must be a difference in national culture!

"Jiajia, you slut, tell me, do you like my penis or your husband's?"

"Yours...yours..." Jiajia was only focused on the penis inside her vagina and didn't understand what she was saying.

"Then how about I be your husband?"

"Oh..."

The Frenchman made Jiajia lie down on his bed. By this time, Jiajia had already orgasmed, and she lay sprawled on the bed with her arms outstretched and legs wide open. The Frenchman saw that Jiajia's labia were swollen from being rubbed by his penis, the thick labia everted and occasionally contracting and writhing, her vagina constantly leaking fluid.

"Jiajia, you're really something! You're my biggest find since coming to China."

The Frenchman saw Jiajia's two limp legs hanging over the edge of the bed, still so beautiful, and her tattoo stickers and her tender toes painted with dark red nail polish... The Frenchman prepared to have sex with Jiajia again.

"Chirp... chirp chirp..." Just then, the doorbell rang. "Shit! Why would anyone come at this hour?" The Frenchman reluctantly wrapped a towel around himself and went to open the door.

Jiajia was still lying on the bed, remaining motionless, her mind still stuck on the scene of their lovemaking, so she didn't notice the doorbell. It turned out that two foreigners had brought some cardboard boxes for Denny to pack, so Denny was very polite to them.

Seeing Denny wearing only a towel, covered in sweat, with a noticeable bulge in his crotch, the two foreigners, knowing he was in the act, craned their necks to peer into the room. Seeing an alluring body lying on the bed, they smiled at Denny: "Alright! We're leaving, we won't bother you."

One of them added, "Looks hot, introduce us sometime."

"Okay! Maybe next time."

After seeing them off, Denny returned to Jiajia's side. Taking off his towel, he felt his penis soften. He removed the condom, grabbed one of Jiajia's feet, and rubbed the head of his penis against her soft, rosy sole. Then he lifted her other foot, first smelling the spaces between her toes, then licking them with his tongue.

Jiajia's feet, licked like that, began to itch, and she automatically rubbed her breasts with both hands.

He saw that Jiajia was getting aroused again, and his penis was already hard from her pink feet. The Frenchman didn't wear a condom and directly inserted his penis into Jiajia's vagina. Fortunately, her vagina still had a lot of vaginal fluid, which allowed his penis to enter smoothly.

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