Married woman's confession of having an affair

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I'm Xiaoyun, an ordinary woman in my thirties. I don't have a stunningly beautiful face, but my sweet smile often draws compliments. Plus, my youthful style of dress often leads people to mistake me for an unmarried woman, which makes me quite happy.
A few years ago, my husband and I left our hometown for Taipei. My husband, Zhiwei, got a job at a marketing development company through his own abilities and quickly gained the boss's approval, being appointed as a marketing manager.
However, since then, Zhiwei hasn't had much time to spend with me. This sometimes makes me feel lonely. I haven't been working; I spend my days either shopping with friends or chatting and playing games online. My life is very ordinary and boring. But one day this summer, my life changed...
It was a hot day, and just as I was about to go online, my friend Meimei called and asked me to go shopping. I had nowhere to go, so I changed into a tight t-shirt and super-short denim shorts and took the MRT to meet Meimei.
Meimei's situation is similar to mine. Her husband is a high-income earner, but she's also idle all day. We met online through gaming and hit it off immediately, quickly becoming close friends.
"Xiaoyun, I think that dress is really nice..." Meimei and I were having a great time strolling around Breeze Plaza, and before we knew it, it was past 5 PM. Meimei's husband called her home, so I had to go home too. It was
rush hour, and the MRT station was packed. A train had just arrived, but it was already full before I could even get on. The next train arrived quickly, and I was squeezed onto it in the throng. Out of self-preservation, I squeezed to the very back, standing near the inner door. There
were so many people; a man was standing right in front of me, very close. Soon we reached another station, and a group of people got off. I thought things would ease up a bit, but then even more people surged forward, and the man in front of me was practically pressed against me.
His chest pressed against my breasts. Although I didn't want this contact, what could I do in such a crowded environment?
The carriage kept swaying, and the Taipei MRT was very noisy; this space was truly uncomfortable. Suddenly, I felt the man opposite me seemingly intentionally or unintentionally brushing his fingers against the outside of my thigh with the swaying of the carriage, though I wasn't sure if it was intentional.
Since I was wearing super short denim shorts today, my legs were almost completely exposed. The carriage continued to sway, and the man's hand lightly touched my thigh with the swaying. I started to look at the man opposite me. He was very tall and had a refined and handsome appearance, which made me wonder if he was doing it on purpose or accidentally.
However, this doubt quickly disappeared because the handsome man's hand changed from the back of his hand touching to his palm. This surprised me. "Should I shout and stop him?" I struggled internally.
Just as my thoughts were in turmoil, something even more surprising happened: his hand actually started to caress my thigh. He was incredibly audacious. I looked up at him in surprise and saw him staring at me with pleading eyes. I quickly turned my head away, unable to look him in the eye.
He seemed to know I wouldn't dare stop him, so his hands became bolder. One hand groped along the leg of my shorts, while the other went around my waist and placed directly on my buttocks, squeezing them rhythmically. I desperately wanted to back away, but I was already pressed against the wall, with absolutely no room to escape.
He seemed very experienced; after a short while of kneading my buttocks, his hand slid up and down my cleft, moving closer and closer to my private parts along the curve. I tried to twist my body to avoid his touch, but this only seemed to excite him more; he held me even tighter.
Just when I didn't know what to do, one of his hands deftly unbuttoned the only button on my pants, loosening them slightly, and his hand slipped inside. Because we were face-to-face, it seemed no one noticed his actions.
Once his hand slipped inside my pants, he became bolder. He gently stroked my pubic hair; his touch was gentle, unlike the rough attacks in movies, but this bothered me. Because I'm a young woman, my body has already been sexually explored, and this gentle caress caused a reaction involuntarily. My pubic hair
was trimmed, and I was afraid he would find it and think I was a slut. His fingers were nimble and delicate; in no time, his fingers were rubbing against my labia majora. I instinctively tried to squeeze my legs together, but I was too slow. He had already slipped a foot between my legs to prevent me from closing them. He seemed to be a handsome and experienced pervert.
My disobedient body began to react strongly, and his fingers had already explored the entrance to my vagina. He breathed into my ear and said, "Miss, you're so sensitive! Your pubic hair is trimmed, so sexy!"
Hearing his teasing words, a trickle of lustful fluid welled up from my private parts. His fingers felt it too, and after getting wet with my fluid, his fingers became even more slippery. He gently and wantonly caressed my private parts, making me almost unable to stand.
Suddenly, his fingers inserted into my private parts, and I felt a tingling sensation, waves of pleasure spreading throughout my body with his slightly thrusting fingers. I began to feel that my panties were already soaked, and lustful fluid kept flowing out. His fingers went in deeper, and my legs went weak, almost causing me to lose my balance. At this moment, he wrapped his other arm tightly around me. Everyone else in the car must have thought we were a couple; no one noticed that I was being harassed.
He began to press his hard penis against me. Even through my pants, I could feel that his hot penis was very hard and very hot, and with each throbbing, I felt as if his penis was defying me.
Just then, the train announced the arrival of the station. Hearing the announcement, I realized we were almost at my stop. I snapped out of it and tried to break free, but I was too weak; my arms and legs felt limp.
"I've arrived at my stop, please let me go!" I pleaded softly, my face flushed with shame. Perhaps afraid I would scream, he finally released me.
The train stopped, the doors opened, and I pushed my way through the crowd. There weren't many people getting off with me, about a dozen. I walked off the platform, hoping to leave this place quickly. After a few steps, I felt a wetness in my genitals, which was quite uncomfortable. Looking down, I saw a wet patch on the crotch of my jeans. I realized I had just released a lot of vaginal fluid—how embarrassing! I quickly rushed into the restroom.
The restroom was packed. Finally, I got a stall and went in, pulling down my pants. My underwear was soaked. Looking down at my private parts, it seemed it wasn't satisfied yet; vaginal fluid was still flowing out. What a pathetic body of mine.
After exiting the station, I hurried home. Just as I opened the door and was about to close it, a hand suddenly blocked the door, and a man slipped inside, closing the door behind him.
"Ah!" I gasped, looking up to see it was the same man who had harassed me on the train.
"Shh! Don't scream, it won't do you any good," he said menacingly.
In an instant, he turned me around, pinning me against the door, and pounced on me. His left arm encircled my waist, and he began kissing my neck, his hot breath making me feel incredibly uncomfortable. His right hand wasn't idle either, slipping inside my t-shirt and fondling my breasts through my bra. I struggled, trying to pull away his hand from my chest, but then he suddenly pulled out handcuffs and cuffed them to the doorknob. He chuckled and said, "Miss! You're already so wet, have pity on me. I just broke up with my girlfriend, I really need it."
Then he pushed me against the door, pulled up my shirt, unhooked my bra, and started sucking on my nipple. His sucking made me feel hot all over. I wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. Then his right hand reached to my private parts; my vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluid. After his caresses, even more fluid flowed out. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and involuntarily moaned, "Mmm~~~~~"
Although the sound was very soft, he still heard it. He squatted down and licked my erect clitoris. "Oh~~~~~" I trembled. He admired my vagina and whispered, "So beautiful."
He started to insert his fingers into my vagina and lick my clitoris with his tongue. I was close to collapsing, and a voice kept struggling in my heart: "Husband, I'm about to betray you~~~~~" After
playing with me for a while, he stood up as if to turn me around so that my back was to him. I knew he was going to have sex with me. I hurriedly said, "No, please let me go~~~~~ Or I'll help you with my hand, please let me go." I almost cried. Although I was burning with desire, I was not the kind of slutty woman, so I had to refuse.
He didn't force me to turn around. His pants had been pulled down at some point, and his thick penis stood erect in front of me. It was the first time I had seen a penis other than my husband's. His penis was thicker than my husband's, and it was covered with veins. At this moment, I could no longer control my desire.
He whispered, "I don't want you to use your hands, I want to do it with you. I'm begging you, please let me do it just once."
"But...it's unhygienic..." I don't know why I said that.
"How about I put on a condom and you give it to me?" He turned around, took out his wallet, and pulled out two condoms. "Do you want textured or ribbed?"
He actually asked for my opinion, oh my god! "You..." I was both angry and amused, and couldn't speak.
Seeing that I didn't reply, he put on a condom himself. After he put it on, he turned me around. Actually, I was already highly aroused at that time, and I unconsciously raised my snow-white buttocks. He held my waist with his left hand and his penis with his right hand, rubbing it up and down my labia.
At this moment, I was ready to receive his penetration. I held my breath and waited. His glans was already covered with my vaginal fluid. He aimed at my vaginal opening and plunged in. The glans easily parted my closed labia and entered deep into my vagina.
I couldn't help but let out a soft "Mmm~~~~~" to release the breath I'd been holding in. He paused briefly, then thrust in again with force, all the way in. "Ah~~~~~" This time I cried out. I had truly betrayed my husband, making love with a stranger behind the front door...
He suddenly covered my mouth with his hand, probably afraid I'd cry out again. He slowly thrust in and out, his large penis like a piston, scraping away all the vaginal fluid that had secreted from my vagina. I gripped the door with both hands, looking down at my private parts. Each time he withdrew, some of the fluid flowed down my thighs.
At that moment, I heard the sound of people talking outside the door. He slowed down his thrusting to avoid making any noise from the force of the thrusting.
Although he thrust slower, each thrust almost pulled his penis all the way out of my vagina, and each insertion reached the very core of my clitoris. A wave of pleasure spread from my vagina throughout my body. I almost screamed, but he covered my mouth with his hand, and I only made soft "hmm...hmm...hmm..." sounds.
At that moment, the people outside seemed to have left, and he immediately increased the speed of his thrusts. With each impact, my face almost hit the door. "Ohhhhhhh!" A dizzying sensation washed over me; I had reached my climax. Every pore of my body tensed, my legs stiffening to withstand his thrusts.
Suddenly, he stopped thrusting, deeply inside me. I could feel his hot penis throbbing inside me, but I didn't feel him ejaculate. It turned out he didn't want to finish so quickly; he was just resting to avoid ejaculating. But I continued to climax. My tight vagina contracted and relaxed, making him gasp softly. Then, a surge of heat flowed through me, and I felt him tremble slightly...
"Ah~~~ I can't hold back anymore~~~ I'm going to cum~~~" He thrust faster and faster, with a higher frequency, moaning softly as he thrust.
I felt like I was flying to the heavens, every part of my body was being washed by pleasure. I knew he was about to cum, and after a few more hard thrusts, he pressed his penis deep against my clitoris, and streams of hot semen poured onto my clitoris through the condom. My orgasm came again, "Ah~~~~~~" My legs went weak, and I couldn't stand up~~~~~
After a long while, he pulled out his half-erect penis, wiped it with a tissue, and said with a satisfied look, "Miss! What's your name? Can I have your phone number?"
"I~~~ Let's pretend this never happened today. Please leave." I didn't want to leave any trouble behind, so I pushed him out and closed the door.
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After being humiliated by a stranger, I gradually realized that I seemed to be increasingly focused on lust. In moments of loneliness, I often had wild thoughts, fantasizing about having affairs and the feeling of having sex with different men.
However, fantasies are just fantasies; I didn't want to act on them because I knew that having an affair would come at a terrible price.
I didn't tell anyone about being humiliated by the stranger, not even my best friend Meimei, and of course, I couldn't let Zhiwei know. But I became even kinder and more considerate to Zhiwei; I always felt I had wronged him. Although I was forced, I asked myself if I had enjoyed it during the process. Although I wasn't willing, I don't think I strongly resisted!
Several months after that incident, Meimei and I still frequently went to the same place, but we never encountered that man again. During these same months, I met Meimei's husband.
Her husband, A-Chang, was around thirty years old, tall and thin, full of energy, and quite handsome. Most striking were his beautiful eyes, which constantly radiated a unique masculine charm. I noticed he often stared at me; every time our eyes met, I would immediately look away, my heart pounding. I often fantasized about him being my lover.
That evening, Mei-Mei and I had planned to go to the gym for aerobics, but Mei-Mei called just before I left to say she couldn't go because of her period. I went alone.
After exercising and showering, I felt refreshed. It was already nine o'clock when I left the gym.
"Xiao-Yun, where are you going?"
I looked towards the voice. "A-Chang! Oh, I just came from the gym. What are you doing here?" It was Mei-Mei's husband, A-Chang.
A-Chang's captivating gaze swept over my face, and he smiled, saying, "Oh, I was just discussing business with a friend here."
"Xiao-Yun, are you free? I'd like to buy you something to drink." A-Chang seemed quite pleased.
"Heh, looks like your business deal went well tonight. Okay, let's go find Meimei." I thought to myself that my husband had been working overtime these past few days, and going home so early would be incredibly boring.
"Okay, I'll call Meimei when I find a place," A-Chang said with a smile, glancing at me. "You really had a successful business deal tonight, I'll tell you about it later."
I followed A-Chang across a street and got into his car. We arrived at a pub on Dunhua North Road. After sitting down, A-Chang immediately stood up again, saying he was going out to call Meimei.
I also called my husband to tell him that Meimei and I were having drinks, so he wouldn't be unable to reach me when he called home.
"Meimei said she's not feeling well and isn't coming. She also said she's very sorry to stand you up tonight and told you to have fun," A-Chang kept talking as he returned to his seat.
The pub had a nice ambiance; the lighting was soft, unlike the dim atmosphere of other pubs. It was definitely a good place for friends to gather.
We chatted while drinking beer, talking about everything from Meimei to family and life. Before I knew it, I had drunk several bottles and my head was starting to feel dizzy.
A-Chang said it was time to go; it was already past eleven.
He said he'd had a bit too much to drink and wanted to find somewhere to get some fresh air and sober up before driving me home. So we drove to the riverbank in Dazhi. Having just finished drinking, strolling along the cool, breezy, and elegant waterside was incredibly enjoyable.
Back in the car, in the darkness, A-Chang accidentally dropped the key under the seat while inserting it. He immediately bent down to grope for it. That day I was wearing a short skirt, a casual shirt, and a pair of elegant sandals. He intentionally or unintentionally touched my feet several times, even brushing against my toes. Normally, my feet are very ticklish; I can't even stand touching them myself. But at that moment, instead of feeling ticklish, I felt a ticklish sensation in my heart.
"Sigh! The interior light in my car is broken; it should have been fixed a long time ago," A-Chang sighed. "Xiao-Yun, reach for a flashlight on the back seat."
"Get up first; I can't reach it," I said, reaching out several times but unable to find the flashlight.
"No need to get up, just sit still." He was already squatting down at my feet, reaching over to adjust the back of my seat to a flat position. He even took the opportunity to grope my buttocks, which made my heart race again.
He took the flashlight I offered and said, "You can lie down for now, I'll look for it."
After a while, I felt something was wrong. I straightened up and saw that he wasn't looking for the keys at all. The flashlight was shining between my slightly parted legs, and he was admiring the view under my skirt!
"Don't do this, Ah Chang, stop playing around, hurry up and find the keys." I had always had sexual fantasies about him, but when it actually happened, I was afraid.
Ah Chang didn't leave his seat, but looked up at me and said, "Xiao Yun! You're so beautiful, and your legs are truly rare beauties. Can I take another look?"
His captivating eyes seemed to emit a mesmerizing light in the darkness, and my heart pounded wildly. Perhaps it was vanity, or perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but I didn't refuse him.
"I'm nowhere near as pretty as your Meimei."
"Compared to Meimei, I think your calves are prettier. Come on up~~~~~" He said, spreading my legs apart, leaving my private parts covered only by a black thong.
He started stroking my inner thighs, and my hair stood on end. I trembled slightly and immediately felt a large amount of fluid secreting from my genitals.
"Achang, don't do this, let's stop here." I heard his breathing become rapid, and I felt I couldn't continue. I desperately tried to stop him. "I have a husband, and you have Meimei. I~~~ I~~~ We can't betray them."
"Xiaoyun, don't do this. I promise I won't do that. Just looking is enough." He stopped touching my legs.
"Really, we won't do that, believe me. If we don't do that, it's not considered inappropriate, it's not beyond friendship~~~~"
His damnably charming eyes, illuminated by the dim light of the flashlight, made me flustered. A thought flashed through my mind: "Yeah, if we don't have sex, it's not beyond friendship." (Ugh! What kind of logic is that? Just looking at things I shouldn't be looking at is already beyond friendship. It's all the alcohol's fault.)
"I'll just admire it. I think your private parts are prettier than Meimei's. Just looking at your panties makes them look incredibly beautiful." He finished speaking and rubbed his hard, burning penis against my calf.
"Stop talking, I'm so embarrassed." I was aroused by his teasing and lay flat on the seat.
He carefully used his little finger to pull down my panties, completely exposing my genitals to him, directly looking at my private parts. Because his head was so close, his hot breath sprayed onto my legs, causing my vagina to twitch and gush out more vaginal fluid.
Achang gently stroked the base of my thighs, and even tentatively touched the outer edge of my labia a few times.
"Your pubic hair is so neat, it's been trimmed, it looks so good, so sexy."
"Ah! You're so wet! So beautiful."
I was very embarrassed by what he said, and I covered my private parts with my hands in shame, but he didn't stop there. He gently stroked the neat pubic hair between my fingers with his fingers. His other hand moved upwards, reaching inside my clothes to caress my smooth and tender back. I understood his intention, and I lifted my back slightly to cooperate. He reached behind my bra and easily and skillfully unhooked it.
He had already bent over, rolled up my shirt, opened my bra, and lowered his head to kiss my breasts, sucking on my nipples with his skillful tongue. Electric stimulation kept coming from my nipples.
Sometimes I held his head, sometimes I grabbed his hair, and my panting turned into soft moans. Actually, it wasn't that A-Chang's flirting skills were particularly good; I think it was the thrill of the affair. At that moment, the psychological stimulation far outweighed the physical stimulation.
A-Chang started pulling down my underwear, and I, burning with desire, couldn't hold back any longer. I lifted my hips so he could easily pull my underwear down. While sucking on my nipples, he used his fingers to tease and play with my clitoris, my most sensitive spot. Every time he touched my clitoris, I would involuntarily tremble all over, feeling my juices flowing down my buttocks onto the seat.
At some point, he released his hard, hot penis and pulled my hand to touch it. In the darkness, I could feel how hot it was, the glans was still a little wet, and the shaft had many winding, slightly protruding veins. I gripped it tightly and slowly stroked it, moaning incessantly, "Oh~~~ Oh~~~".
He squatted down again, took off my sandals and underwear, and buried his face between my legs, kissing my genitals passionately. My husband and I rarely perform oral sex. Tonight was the first time I tried it, and it was the first time I'd ever experienced it from a man other than him—my best friend's man. The feeling was wonderful, so exciting!
It was indescribable; my heart was pounding, especially when his hot, wet, and soft tongue swirled around my clitoris. I felt dizzy.
I was both nervous and excited, squeezing his head tightly between my legs and grabbing his hair wildly. I was going crazy. Because of the environment, I didn't dare moan loudly, only shaking my head violently to release the suppressed pleasure. My vaginal fluids flowed in waves, soaking my buttocks on the leather seat.
His fingers parted my vulva, found the wet opening, and slowly inserted a section of his finger. His finger stirred incessantly at the narrow opening of my vagina, while his mouth relentlessly attacked my clitoris. He continued to insert his finger, and once it was fully inside, he began to thrust in and out.
I no longer cared about whether our relationship went beyond friendship. Morality had crumbled, and lust had overridden my reason. All I knew was the intense craving for penile penetration. I needed a man, I needed caresses, and above all, I needed sex…
The car was stuffy, and after a period of intense desire, we were both drenched in sweat. He pulled out the keys, started the car without turning around, turned on the air conditioning, and climbed on top of me. I was ready, waiting for his entry.
In the darkness, he rubbed his penis against my labia a few times. I felt he had put on a condom. Married men really do have rules for cheating; using a condom avoids trouble. He skillfully parted my labia majora, the head of his penis already pressed against my vaginal opening. I crossed my legs around his waist. In that instant, I clearly realized I had cheated. Waiting for me was a man other than my husband, a strange penis, about to penetrate my husband's vagina.
I held my breath and waited. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. He slowly inserted his penis, and when the head of his penis was inside the narrow opening, I finally let out a sigh of relief, like I had just finished something very difficult.
Suddenly, a rapid ringtone of a cell phone rang out without warning, which really startled us both.
"Shh! It's Meimei." Ah Chang picked up the phone, his penis still inside me. "Meimei~~ Oh, we're still talking~~~ Yes, Mr. Liu's first time in Taipei~~~ Okay~~~ I'll talk about it when I get back~~~ Okay, that's all!"
I dared to breathe after the call ended. I felt the thing inside me wasn't as hard as before. Normally, these phone calls wouldn't have scared me into going soft during normal sex, but we were having an affair, and since we were already sneaking around, any noise would startle me.
He didn't pull out, but rhythmically rubbed my clitoris with his thumb, making me moan continuously.
Stimulated by the moans, his penis hardened again, and I could clearly feel the glans swelling and becoming even harder. More and more vaginal fluid was being secreted inside me, but it was blocked by his penis and didn't flow out.
At this moment, he couldn't hold back any longer, his waist slumped down, and with a "plop," he thrust all the way in, squeezing out all the vaginal fluid.
"Ahhhhh!" A cry of excitement burst from my throat as I was suddenly thrust in.
He began to thrust in and out slowly and deliberately, the rhythmic "plop, plop, plop" sounds of his movements filling the air.
His penis wasn't as big as my husband's, but for a woman, size isn't the deciding factor in pleasure during sex. The thrill of the affair gave me a more intense pleasure than when I was having sex with my husband.
After about seven or eight minutes of thrusting, he almost completely withdrew, leaving only the head of his penis at the narrowest part of my vagina. He gently rubbed it five or six times before thrusting in deeply again, then immediately pulled out and repeated the same action. I couldn't stand this move.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" I groaned loudly. At first, I felt a sense of emptiness inside, but the tingling sensation at the vaginal opening made me anticipate the penis entering at the entrance. Then, the sudden surge of fullness made me feel like I was being pushed to heaven, but it immediately disappeared, leaving me empty again.
This repeated sensation made me grit my teeth, savoring the surges of pleasure and the agonizing emptiness, loud groans forced from within me.
A powerful wave of pleasure swept over my entire body. This wave made me dizzy, my body trembled and convulsed uncontrollably, my hands gripping the leather seat tightly, long "Ahhhhhh" moans accompanied by my head wildly shaking. This first orgasm gave me an unprecedentedly intense feeling of excitement and pleasure.
Fortunately, he stopped his piston-like movements during the orgasm, quietly penetrating deep inside me to share my climax.
After a long while, as the orgasm subsided, he resumed his vigorous piston-like movements. This time he used a full-in, full-out approach, each thrust causing our pubic bones to touch, the speed increasing from slow to fast. He lifted my head, letting me see the thrusting scene at my genitals by the moonlight.
"Xiaoyun! Is it beautiful?" He thrust faster and harder. He began to groan deeply, "Oh~~~ Oh~~~"
He thrust wildly for a while, the physical pleasure and sensory stimulation pushing me to the highest point once again. I was going crazy with the arrival of my second orgasm when he didn't stop like last time, but instead thrust even more intensely~~~~~
"Xiaoyun~~~ Oh~~~ I~~~ am about to~~~ cum~~~" I saw him using all his strength, thrusting desperately, and after a while, he suddenly thrust hard a few times, finally penetrating deeply, his penis throbbing, and streams of scalding semen shot into the depths of my vagina through the condom. At this moment, I crossed my legs tightly around his waist, my hands tightly wrapped around his neck, and we shared the most pleasurable orgasm together~~~~~
After the orgasm, we began to clean up the battlefield. A large puddle of semen was left on the leather seat...
After that night, I didn't have sex with Achang again. For Meimei's sake, and to protect our happy family, I refused Achang's private invitations. After that, every time I saw him, Meimei was always with him, and I felt guilty.
Although a few times he would secretly touch me while Meimei was in the restroom or for other reasons, that was just a special relationship we still maintained...

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