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The neighbor's wife 

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I've been sleeping with the wives of my good friends and classmates one after another. I don't know why. Is it because their husbands can't satisfy their sexual needs, or are they deliberately trying to seduce me, to change things up and try something new? Or maybe having an affair is just a different kind of fun? Or maybe they have some other reason, I have no idea.
She
's my neighbor across the street, Mrs. A, a married woman (45 years old, 85/100 in looks, a beautiful woman in her late twenties, with long, shiny black hair protecting her fair and delicate neck, a 75/10 in figure, with a pair of round, proud breasts standing tall on her chest, exuding the charm of a mature woman and a faint fragrance).
Her husband is an administrator at a research institution, and they have two children, one a college graduate serving in the military, and the other currently in college. We only chat occasionally when we bump into each other, but every time I see her, whether it's day or night, she's always dressed very sexily, making me want to kiss her.
One day, I returned home from a business dinner (around 3 a.m.) and noticed the lights were on in the apartment across the street. Curious, I parked my car and looked over. I saw that the curtains weren't drawn, and I saw Mrs. A, wearing a white silk spaghetti-strap nightgown, sitting in the living room watching TV. I was about to go home, but I found myself drawn to her window and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?" She opened the door and said, "It's too hot, and my husband is away on a business trip. I can't sleep." I casually suggested, "Want to come to my car and chat? The air conditioning is really nice."
Without hesitation, she replied... "Okay," I said, and got into the car and sat in the driver's seat next to her. We chatted for a while, and I noticed from the side that she wasn't wearing a bra; her breasts were vaguely visible in front of me, making my penis involuntarily grow and causing me to have impure thoughts. We chatted for about ten minutes, and then she suddenly said to me, "Your air conditioning is really cold. Want to come to my place and chat?" I
thought that since no one was home, it wouldn't hurt to chat at her place, so we went to her house. As soon as we entered, she suddenly asked me, "She saw me often going to the back of my house..." "What's Sister-in-law D doing on the rooftop?" Just as I was trying to figure out how to answer her, she turned and walked towards the kitchen, asking, "What would you like to drink?"
I quickly replied, "Iced water, please." She then brought out two glasses of iced water. I wondered if she knew about my affair (I often had affairs with Sister-in-law D on the rooftop). I thought to myself, "I really want to have sex with you today, and I can use this opportunity to shut you up." So I
pretended to reach for the glass, and as I took it, I deliberately touched her hand. She was startled, and before I could even get a firm grip on the glass, she let go, and the water spilled all over her. I splashed water all over her, onto her silk pajamas (oh my god, the pajamas were transparent under the wet fabric, so she wasn't even wearing underwear, how sexy!), and we both gasped (of course, I pretended it was an accident).
She laughed and said, "It's okay," and I quickly apologized and sat down on her sofa. I grabbed several tissues and started wiping myself down there (her legs and a large patch of pubic hair were visible under her skirt). All of this made me feel hot all over and my mouth dry. The perfume scent emanating from her body was an irresistible temptation!
Her low-cut, thin-shouldered pajamas, her fair breasts, dark areolas, and large patch of pubic hair were clearly and vividly presented before my eyes, making me stare, feel hot all over, and my heart race. My penis became even more aroused and hard.
I sat beside her, my eyes gleaming with lust as I stared intently at her breasts. She noticed and looked down at her own chest, realizing I had thoroughly examined her breasts. She exclaimed softly, "How can you look at me like that?"
I snapped out of my reverie and said, "I'm sorry, you're just so beautiful, so gorgeous." Beside her, I smelled the fragrance of her hair, a scent that mingled with the allure of a mature middle-aged woman. I said to her flirtatiously, "Your breasts are so white and full, so beautiful. I really want to touch them."
She blushed deeply, and upon hearing my flirtatious words, her breathing quickened in shock. A chill ran down her spine: "You've gone too far." I seized the opportunity to roll over and pin her down, kissing her lips while frantically trying to untie the straps of her nightgown. She deliberately shook her head, trying to avoid my kisses, but soon I managed to kiss her anyway. I pulled down her nightgown, and she screamed as if electrocuted by his sudden embrace: "No!"
Her whole body trembled, trying to escape my embrace. (Dry tinder and a raging fire, once lit, will burn fiercely.) Like winter bamboo shoots, her dark areolas were incredibly alluring, her lower abdomen was flat, and her plump, high vulva had a large... Soft, dark pubic hair, and a slender, fleshy cleft were faintly visible. My greedy eyes stared at her naked body. I changed the position of my hands, my left hand around her slender waist, and my right hand slipping inside her half-exposed nightgown (her skin was so well-maintained).
She was already slumped on the sofa, and I slid my hand down her smooth, tender skin, finally grasping her large breasts. I felt her breasts were round and firm, full of elasticity, and very comfortable to touch. Holding them in my hands, the wonderful sensation further aroused her. My already erect and aroused penis, through my pants and the hem of her skirt, repeatedly touched her genitals. She struggled and gasped, "No, don't do this, don't do this!"
But I ignored her and became even more aroused. My hand, which was holding her slender waist, suddenly reached under her skirt and touched her genitals. She was shocked and whispered in my ear, "No, don't do this, it's too much!"
But she didn't stop me. After about five minutes, she murmured, "The lights downstairs are very bright" (her head buried deep in the sofa). So I asked her if we could go to her room on the second floor. Without waiting for her reply, I got up, took her hand, and we went upstairs to her room.
Upon entering the room, her body went limp, and she leaned back on the bed. I quickly stripped off her nightgown. Fear and tension surged through every cell of her body. Her alluring, curvaceous body trembled naked before me. Her face flushed, and she covered her breasts with one hand and her lower abdomen with the other: "No, we're neighbors."
I gazed at her snow-white body and gently pushed her hands away. Although she had given birth, perhaps due to proper care, her skin remained snow-white and translucent. Her pair of sexy, tender breasts trembled before me. Although not as large as a D-cup's, they were firm and full. With a nervous expression,
I pulled her thighs to the edge of the bed, knelt down, and spread her beautiful legs, parting the thick pubic hair to reveal her thick labia majora and thin labia minora. I first used my right hand to knead her clitoris, which was the size of a grain of rice, and occasionally... Stroking the thick, dark pubic hair around her, I ran two fingers up and down along the tender red flesh before inserting them into her vagina, rotating them left and right, up and down, constantly teasing her. Her wet, lustful fluids clung to my fingers. She gripped the sheets tightly, her body trembling.
This was the first time she had been touched in her private parts by a man other than her husband at home, especially since it was me touching and playing with her. (This made her both shy and excited, and filled her with an indescribable pleasure.) This kind of pleasure was something she could never experience with her husband.
My fingers continued to explore inside her vagina, sometimes going in and out, sometimes flicking and pressing. The lustful fluids inside her vagina had already soaked some of the sheets. At this point, based on my experience, I knew she was completely at my mercy
. For her sake, she had lost her reason and disregarded her shame. Involuntarily, she raised her pink buttocks, displaying that mysterious area without reservation before me, fully revealing the burning desire within her, ready to enjoy the pleasures of lovemaking.
So I grabbed a pillow and placed it under her buttocks, then spread her legs apart and lifted them high onto my shoulders. Her hairy, plump vulva looked even more alluring.
He deliberately teased her, holding his penis head against her labia at the edge of the bed, gently rubbing it along the tender flesh around her wet opening. The pleasure aroused by the prelude to intercourse quickly spread throughout her body.
She closed her eyes in embarrassment, letting out wanton moans, which made my blood boil even more and my penis swell even more. So I thrust forward forcefully, my entire penis sliding into her moist, narrow opening. I didn't expect her vagina to be so tight, her labia tightly gripping my penis, making me feel incredibly good.
I gently and tenderly thrust in and out, and after about ten minutes, I increased the speed of my thrusts, pounding into her clitoris. She was so stimulated that her whole body went numb. She gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, her fair buttocks twisting and thrusting upwards, making her vulva protrude even more to meet the thrusts of my large penis. She moaned rapidly from her cherry-like lips, her full, fair breasts bouncing and trembling like fleshy balls.
She was panting heavily, her body covered in fragrant sweat. With each thrust of my penis, the tender, red flesh inside her vulva turned in and out with the rhythm of my penis's movements, her juices flowing freely, soaking a large patch of the sheets. As I forcefully thrust in and out, my penis thrust faster and harder into her opening and closing vulva.
Her vagina gushed with lustful fluid, and I felt a surge of pleasure as a large amount of hot fluid rushed into my glans. Immediately afterward, a tingling sensation ran down my spine, and my buttocks thrust repeatedly. A powerful stream of semen shot out inside her vagina.
We had both reached the limit of passion and the climax of desire. We embraced, cheeks pressed together, legs intertwined, and we closed our eyes to quietly enjoy the lingering passion within us after the climax. We kissed and embraced for five minutes before getting up and getting dressed. When we got downstairs, she told me to leave quickly, as it would be terrible if the other neighbors saw us.
She said I had already played with her body and should be satisfied, and there would be other opportunities in the future. Urged on by her, I reluctantly went home.

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