She helped her husband steal their son.

page views:1 Publication date:2022-09-28

She was a married woman, and he was a married man; she was an accountant, and he was the factory manager's driver; she was beautiful, and he was young and vigorous. Let's call her Fen and him Qiang. Qiang, 34 years old, drove a Santana 2000. He spent his days with the factory manager, indulging in lavish meals and drinks, traveling extensively, and making a considerable amount of extra money. Of course, he also frequently accompanied the factory manager to brothels, becoming a trusted confidant. Qiang's wife and children were far away in the United States. His naturally promiscuous nature, now free from the constraints of family, made him even more unrestrained and reckless. Like a wild horse, he galloped freely, indulging in endless womanizing. In his youth, Qiang was a notorious womanizer. Even during his years in the army, he was never idle. Now, in middle age, Qiang was not ashamed of this, often boasting with his cronies at the dinner table about which women he had slept with, which women were exciting, and which women he had an affair with. With his current status, who dares to do anything to him? The factory's wages are quite high in the city, and nobody wants to lose their job because of it. Besides, no one has ever caught Qiang with real evidence. Qiang may talk a big game, but he's very careful in this regard, and no one has been able to find any dirt on him. No wonder he's from the reconnaissance unit. Those cowardly men can only swallow their anger and wear the green hat obediently, daring not to speak out, and can only take their anger out on their wives at home. That's all. Qiang, who has been working in the reconnaissance unit for several years, is quite skilled. Four or five ordinary people can't even get close to him. He has a well-defined and muscular physique and always looks full of energy. He's also very talkative and charming. He's indeed very popular with young women and wives. He has at least five or six "adopted" sisters. When he has nothing to do, he looks for pretty girls, looks for opportunities to chat them up, touch them a few times, flirt with them a few times, and once he's hooked up with them, he sleeps with them. It was a scene of merriment, yet also one of lewdness. The factory area wasn't particularly hot in early summer. Qiang waited for the factory manager to emerge from a meeting downstairs in the office building, leisurely smoking a Zhonghua cigarette. His head swayed rhythmically to the music playing in the car. He rolled down the window and exhaled a puff of smoke, the milky white smoke rising with the breeze. Qiang, still sleepy, was about to lean back and drift off when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a woman's back in the afterglow of the smoke. The woman wore a dark green dress and a white blouse, swaying gently, her hair pinned up with a hair clip. Qiang's eyesight was excellent; he could vaguely make out the pink bra straps peeking from her back, and the natural sway of her full hips, tightly encased in the dress, as she moved. Just a glimpse of her back was enough to make a man's heart flutter. Qiang swallowed hard, flicking his cigarette butt in a graceful arc to the ground. The woman slowly entered the office building, gradually disappearing from Qiang's greedy gaze. Qiang spat out a mouthful of phlegm, but stubbornly stared at the building exit. A long fifteen minutes later, the woman emerged, carrying a paper bag. Qiang, now more alert, kept his eyes glued to the woman as she approached. The woman, however, didn't notice him watching her. "Oh… isn't that Xiao Fen, the branch factory accountant?" Qiang thought to himself. Xiao Fen was a well-known beautiful young woman in the branch factory, and also a key member of the arts and culture group. She was a prominent figure in the factory, and Qiang had considered seducing her, but as time passed, he had forgotten about it. Looking at the woman's alluring figure, Qiang was captivated by the intense passion in her eyes. "This woman must be amazing in bed!" Qiang thought to himself. As Fen approached, Qiang cleared his throat and called out, "Fen, where are you going?" "It's Brother Qiang. I just submitted a report and I'm heading back to the workshop now." Qiang was indeed a womanizer, but he wasn't annoying. Most of the women he slept with were willing, and they often thought about him afterwards, showing his extraordinary masculine charm. Fen didn't dislike him; on the contrary, she praised his singing at several talent shows. "Oh, do you want me to take you home?" he said, opening the car door and making a gentlemanly gesture. "You...aren't you waiting for the factory manager?" Although the woman said she didn't mind him, Qiang was, after all, a notorious womanizer, and she hesitated. Ah Qiang smiled and gestured again, "It's alright, the factory manager's in a long meeting, let me see you off first." The woman felt a little embarrassed; she couldn't refuse such a kindness, especially since her husband was about to be promoted, and she might need Qiang to put in a good word for her with the factory manager. She couldn't afford to offend this man. "Then I'll gladly accept," Fen smiled and got into the car. Inside, Ah Du's hoarse voice could be heard...Watching the Chinese-subtitled video of Megumi Meguro singing, A-Qiang skillfully maneuvered the steering wheel, humming along contentedly. "I'll invite you and your husband over for my birthday later, you must come!" "Look at you, Brother Qiang, my wife is overjoyed to have you invited." "Xiao Fen, look at you, you don't look like a married woman at all. Your figure is no less than a beauty pageant contestant." A-Qiang gazed at Fen's curvaceous figure, his fiery eyes sweeping over her as if trying to see right through her. Fen's face flushed, feeling her body burning, and she shyly lowered her head, not daring to meet the man's eyes. A-Qiang continued to test Fen with teasing words, making her blush and her heart race. A-Qiang was so engrossed in talking to the woman that he almost crashed into the car in front of him. At the moment of braking, A-Fen screamed and lurched forward. A-Qiang caught a whiff of the woman's fragrant hair, his expression glazed over, completely disoriented. "Brother Qiang, don't laugh at me," A-Fen said softly and helplessly, shifting her gaze to the window. Looking at the woman's alluring figure, A-Qiang thought viciously, "I have to get her." Soon, the car arrived at A-Fen's workplace. As the woman opened the car door and was about to step out, A-Qiang twisted his body and pinched A-Fen's firm buttocks. "Ouch!" A-Fen cried out, reaching out to slap the man's hand. The man dodged, turned the car around, and whistled at A-Fen. "Let's go out sometime," A-Qiang said, starting the car and driving towards the office building. A-Fen hurriedly entered the office; he was alone there. Fen felt her heart pounding wildly, her face flushed, like a young girl kissed by her beloved. She drank a glass of water and took several deep breaths to calm her chaotic emotions. Yet, a strange feeling lingered; she found herself somewhat attracted to Qiang. The moment he squeezed her buttocks, she felt a strange mix of pleasure and shyness, even a strong desire to be violated. This feeling was something she'd only experienced during her first love. What was wrong with her today…? Fen was 31 years old and worked as an accountant at the factory. She was skilled and diligent. Her husband, young as he was, was already a mid-level section chief. Their only regret was that they didn't have children yet. To outsiders, they were a model family. Fen also believed she had a perfect family, but… Fen was a healthy, mature, and beautiful woman with normal human needs and a strong sexual desire. However, her husband seemed uninterested in such matters, no matter how much Fen teased him, no matter how much she tried to dress sexily. In her husband's eyes, it was as if she couldn't see him. Even during their occasional sexual encounters, Afen could never find satisfaction from her husband. He always ejaculated after a few minutes. Afen always knew that her husband loved her deeply, but she couldn't bear the feeling of unfulfilled love. She consulted some experts, who said that her husband was probably frigid and suggested that he see a doctor, but he always said he didn't have time and refused. Poor Afen, she had a beautiful body, but she couldn't receive a man's pleasure. In her heart, how could she not yearn for being penetrated again and again by a strong and powerful man, like in the adult videos she had watched, and be brought to orgasm time and time again? Three or four days later, Afen's husband went on a business trip, but Aqiang didn't come to see her or contact her. Afen gradually forgot about him, although she always hoped that Aqiang would come to see her. Aqiang didn't think so. Ever since he first met Fen, he had been deeply infatuated with this woman, paying attention to news about her intentionally or unintentionally. He was waiting for an opportunity to make his move, and this time, with her husband away on a business trip, his chance was about to arrive. "She can't escape my grasp," A-Qiang was always very confident. One day, when Fen went to the restroom, a magnetic male voice entered her ears. Fen was startled and turned around to look, only to find A-Qiang's eyes fixed on her. Fen was immediately panicked and tried to leave, but A-Qiang's strong arms blocked her way. "You, you move aside!" "What if I don't move aside?" A-Qiang said with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on Fen's eyes. Fen didn't dare to look at him and turned her face away. "Someone will be here soon!" Fen said softly. A-Qiang locked the door and suddenly pulled the woman into his arms. "No, don't do this," Fen struggled in the man's arms, but how could she break free? "I know you need me, I've known for a long time. Your man is a piece of trash!" A-Qiang said excitedly as he picked up the woman and placed her on the sink. "Your man is a piece of trash!" These words struck A-Fen like a slap in the face, stunning her. She smelled a man's scent, which overwhelmed all her senses. "You, how did you know?" "Never mind how I know, I just like you, I want you, A-Fen!" A-Fen's heart wavered even more. After saying this, A-Qiang launched a fierce attack. He lifted A-Fen's shirt high, burying his head deeply in her chest, tearing off her bra and throwing it on the ground. When A-Qiang sucked hard on her nipple, A-Fen's fragile defenses were completely breached. A-Fen gave up futile resistance, gave up struggling; any remaining sense of shame had vanished. A-Fen's whole body became hot, flames rising from her lower abdomen. She didn't know why she had changed so quickly, so easily accepting this man with a less-than-stellar reputation. All she knew was that her nipples slowly grew larger and harder under the man's sucking, and she felt as if she were on a cloud, a strong tingling sensation piercing her central nervous system. Wasn't this the kind of man she was craving? The man gently teased the woman's nipples with the tip of his tongue, his tongue constantly changing its movements—flicking, licking, pulling, curling; occasionally, he would lightly bite the nipples, now as hard as walnuts, with the tips of his teeth; suddenly, he would take half of the woman's breast into his mouth and suck forcefully! The woman, as if under a spell, hugged the man's head, her whole body trembling slightly. A warm, tingling sensation spread between her legs. The man stopped his assault on the woman's breasts, quickly pulling down her panties and stuffing them into his pocket. Fen immediately felt a continuous flow of fluid between her legs, the fluid seeming to beckon the man, "Come, come, I crave your nourishment." The man unzipped his pants, revealing that he wasn't wearing underwear. His enormous penis emerged like a dragon released from its cage, imposing and menacing. He forced the woman to look at his penis. She reluctantly opened her eyes, immediately stunned. He grabbed her disobedient hand, making her grasp it. The hot penis trembled restlessly in Fen's hand. Fen had never known a man's penis could be so hot. She held it tightly. The man held Fen's small hand and slowly stroked it up and down. Once Fen was used to the movement, he released her hand. Fen held the magnificent male symbol, rhythmically stroking it. The man enjoyed it immensely, pressing his face against the woman's cheek, licking her earlobe with his tongue. His right hand naturally rested on her already flowing vulva, pressing against the mound, gently rotating it left and right, his palm wet with her fluids. The man's penis continued to grow slowly in the woman's hand, gradually becoming harder. The woman moaned softly as the large hand between her legs caressed her. The man smiled; it was time. His penis had no more room to grow and was already slightly swollen. He knew the moment had arrived. Without any foreplay, he parted the woman's thighs, aimed at her confused and chaotic vulva, and forcefully thrust inside. The woman, Zhan Ying, let out a deep, low cry, "Soar!" she silently chanted in her heart. The man finally possessed the body of the woman he had tirelessly desired and longed for. He grasped one of Fen's thighs in each hand, pressing down hard, and began a frenzied thrusting. Perhaps fearing that outsiders might enter, the man showed no mercy, relentlessly pounding the woman's body with his primal power. The sound of his penis striking her body grew louder and louder; if one were looking down from above, what a lewd scene it would be! The woman was nearly driven mad by the man's relentless assault. Like a small boat tossed about in a raging storm, she was repeatedly hurled to the crest of a wave. Never before had she experienced such intense, rhythmic penetration. The man's fiery member churned within her, its power overwhelming. With each soft, splattering sound, the woman's juices flowed more freely, trickling down her thighs. She had never experienced such a profuse flow. She lost all sense of self, all sense of place. She only knew she was a slut, a whore, a young woman needing to be fucked and ridden, a starving, desperately demanding girl! The man didn't employ any fancy techniques, just relentless, forceful penetration. Each time, the enormous glans made the woman cry out, each thrust sending her into a frenzy, a boiling spree. In just a short while, the man reached the crucial moment, but the woman had already lost herself; she had already lost herself in the first few thrusts before he forcefully penetrated her. Grabbing Fen's breasts tightly, he mustered the last of his strength and thrust rapidly over a hundred times. With a sigh, he released his genitals...He quickly pulled his semen out of the hole and, satisfied, ejaculated a torrent of semen onto the woman's thigh. He wiped the semen and vaginal fluid from her vulva and thighs with paper, then kissed her passionately once more. Fen was shy and flustered, but unable to escape, she could only let him do as he pleased. After a while, Qiang returned to the bar, while Fen tidied her clothes before slowly entering. She told the two busybodies that she had been inside for so long because of an upset stomach. The day passed like this. When Qiang drove Fen to her apartment building, she opened the car door, turned back to Qiang with a wistful yet passionate look, and walked into the deep stairwell. Qiang was extremely proud; he had conquered another woman, gaining another bragging point. He whistled gleefully and drove away into the night. When Fen returned home, she discovered that the man had taken her underwear and bra. She rushed to the balcony, but the Santana was already gone. The man's ferocity during sex and his tenderness afterward deeply moved Afen. A little disappointed, yet filled with a mixture of loneliness, satisfaction, and guilt, Afen fell into a deep sleep. That night, she slept very soundly, so much so that she was late for work the next morning. Time passed by in the blink of an eye. Afen could no longer resist the rough yet gentle man. In their respective homes—on the balcony, in the bedroom, in the bathroom, in the kitchen—traces of their lovemaking were everywhere, the air thick with the scent of their frenzied intercourse. The man's methods, sometimes wild, sometimes tender, drove this woman to the brink of madness, plunging her into an abyss of passion. She was completely conquered by this man in just half a month. Sometimes she wondered how she had fallen so quickly, becoming incredibly wanton in bed, trying almost every move she had ever seen in videos. Afen had changed, changed so quickly, so completely. A lonely woman, a woman whose desires were never fulfilled, encountered such an outstanding but philandering man, and like dry tinder igniting a raging fire, she could no longer control herself. Once the underground fire erupts, it is unstoppable and irresistible. Ah Fen's heart was like that underground wildfire, which had already surged forth, melting away all hope and leaving only an endless path of longing. August arrived in the blink of an eye, and the weather remained as hot as ever. The affair between Afen and Qiang had already spread within a small circle of their workplace, but the two seemed completely unconcerned. Qiang appeared to be genuinely in love; the beautiful young woman's alluring body had captivated him, leaving him unable to extricate himself. Afen's husband, coincidentally, was constantly traveling for work and rarely returned home, further increasing their opportunities for indulgence. One hot midday, in a factory garage, a car sat quietly. The garage door was tightly closed, and all was quiet. If one listened carefully, one could faintly hear strange noises emanating from inside the car. Looking through the car window, one could see a scene of passionate intimacy that would make one's blood boil. Inside the car… A man and a woman, completely naked, were entwined together. At the man's prompting, the woman buried her head deeply between his legs. The man stroked her smooth, white back with both hands, his thick, hard penis moving freely in and out of her mouth. It was Fen and Qiang. Fen no longer had the shyness and helplessness she felt the first time she had sex with a man. She skillfully pulled back the man's foreskin, lightly touching the slightly cracked slit on the glans with the tip of her tongue. She was already used to the smell of urine. The man trembled, an extremely pleasurable sensation stimulating his cerebral cortex. He loved watching the woman suck his penis with her cherry-like mouth, and he loved the feeling of ejaculating in her mouth even more. "Heh...you little slut, don't you get tired of my penis? It's like eating a popsicle." The woman didn't answer, but just occasionally tossed her hair, licking and sucking the already erect penis with almost obsessive "slurping" sounds. "Fen, you know, you're the best blowjob I've ever had." The man, while enjoying himself, continued to tease the woman beneath him with lewd words. The tension in his mind was taut, and he was almost unable to control the lust burning within him. At that moment, the woman released her clitoris, taking a deep breath. She raised her head, staring at him with her alluring, peach-blossom-filled eyes. "Qiang, fuck me, okay? I want your cock to fuck me!" The woman spoke these words with complete naturalness, completely lacking the demeanor of a housewife. Before Qiang could make a move, she half-stood up and sat directly on his lap. She spread her wet vagina with her hands, aimed at Qiang's erect penis, closed her eyes, and plopped down on it. "Mmm..." The woman let out a long, satisfied moan. Her empty vagina was finally filled. She wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck, thrusting her full buttocks forcefully, letting the thick, hard penis rub against her sensitive, moist walls. Her breasts bounced up and down with each movement, her nipples brushing against the man's firm pectoral muscles, sending a tingling sensation through him. The woman was frantically begging for pleasure. The man finally lost control. He grabbed the woman's trembling breasts, calming them down. Under his kneading hands, the breasts took on various intoxicating shapes, and his lower body began to exert force. In an instant, the man thrust upwards with all his might, and the woman desperately sat down. The rapid rhythm, the sound of his testicles hitting her buttocks, the moans and shouts of the man and woman filled the car. A man and a woman, in this small space, enacted a series of incredibly erotic and arousing erotic scenes. A year later. Xiao Fen became pregnant. Her husband, returning from a business trip, was overjoyed. He took care of Xiao Fen like a queen. He stayed by her side. Qiang could no longer get close to Xiaofen. Soon after, she gave birth to a chubby baby boy. The family lived happily and peacefully again. No one knew who the child's father was, except for Xiaofen. But Xiaofen always felt a sense of loss. That unforgettable sexual experience... There's always a trade-off... [The End]The man, however, was completely unconcerned. A-Qiang seemed genuinely moved; the beautiful young woman's alluring body captivated him, leaving him unable to extricate himself. Coincidentally, Fen's husband was constantly traveling for work, rarely returning home, which further increased their opportunities for indulgence. It was a hot noon, and in a factory garage, a car sat quietly. The garage door was tightly closed, and all was quiet. If one listened carefully, one could faintly hear strange noises coming from inside the car. Looking through the car window, one could see a passionate scene that would make one's blood boil. Inside the car, a man and a woman, completely naked, were entwined together. At the man's prompting, the woman buried her head deeply... Beneath the man's crotch, he caressed the woman's smooth, white back with both hands, his thick, hard penis moving freely in and out of her mouth. It was Fen and Qiang. Fen had lost the shyness and bewilderment she felt the first time she had sex with a man. She expertly pulled back his foreskin, lightly touching the slightly parted glans with the tip of her tongue; she was already used to the smell of urine. The man trembled, an intensely pleasurable sensation stimulating his cerebral cortex. He loved watching the woman's cherry-like mouth suck his penis, and he loved the feeling of ejaculating in her mouth. "Heh...you little slut, don't you get tired of my penis? It's like eating a popsicle." The woman didn't answer, only occasionally tossing her hair, almost obsessively licking and sucking the already erect penis. "Fen, you know, you're the best oral sex performer I've ever been with." While enjoying himself, the man's mouth continued, teasing the woman beneath him with vulgar language. The man's nerves were on edge, almost unable to control the lust burning within him. At that moment, the woman exhaled, took a deep breath, and looked up at him with her alluring, seductive eyes. "Qiang, fuck me, okay? I want your cock inside me!" she said naturally, completely lacking the demeanor of a typical housewife. Before Qiang could act, she half-stood up and sat on his lap, facing him. She parted her wet vagina with her hands, aimed at his erect penis, closed her eyes, and plopped down on it. "Mmm..." The woman let out a long, satisfied moan. Her empty vagina was finally filled. She wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck, thrusting her full buttocks forcefully, letting the thick, hard penis rub against her sensitive, moist walls. Her breasts bounced up and down with each movement, her nipples brushing against the man's firm pectoral muscles, sending a tingling sensation through him. The woman was frantically begging for pleasure. The man finally lost control. He grabbed the woman's trembling breasts, calming them down. Under his kneading hands, the breasts took on various intoxicating shapes, and his lower body began to exert force. In an instant, the man thrust upwards with all his might, and the woman desperately sat down. The rapid rhythm, the sound of his testicles hitting her buttocks, the moans and shouts of the man and woman filled the car. A man and a woman, in this small space, enacted a series of incredibly erotic and arousing erotic scenes. A year later. Xiao Fen became pregnant. Her husband, returning from a business trip, was overjoyed. He took care of Xiao Fen like a queen. He stayed by her side. Qiang could no longer get close to Xiaofen. Soon after, she gave birth to a chubby baby boy. The family lived happily and peacefully again. No one knew who the child's father was, except for Xiaofen. But Xiaofen always felt a sense of loss. That unforgettable sexual experience... There's always a trade-off... [The End]The man, however, was completely unconcerned. A-Qiang seemed genuinely moved; the beautiful young woman's alluring body captivated him, leaving him unable to extricate himself. Coincidentally, Fen's husband was constantly traveling for work, rarely returning home, which further increased their opportunities for indulgence. It was a hot noon, and in a factory garage, a car sat quietly. The garage door was tightly closed, and all was quiet. If one listened carefully, one could faintly hear strange noises coming from inside the car. Looking through the car window, one could see a passionate scene that would make one's blood boil. Inside the car, a man and a woman, completely naked, were entwined together. At the man's prompting, the woman buried her head deeply... Beneath the man's crotch, he caressed the woman's smooth, white back with both hands, his thick, hard penis moving freely in and out of her mouth. It was Fen and Qiang. Fen had lost the shyness and bewilderment she felt the first time she had sex with a man. She expertly pulled back his foreskin, lightly touching the slightly parted glans with the tip of her tongue; she was already used to the smell of urine. The man trembled, an intensely pleasurable sensation stimulating his cerebral cortex. He loved watching the woman's cherry-like mouth suck his penis, and he loved the feeling of ejaculating in her mouth. "Heh...you little slut, don't you get tired of my penis? It's like eating a popsicle." The woman didn't answer, only occasionally tossing her hair, almost obsessively licking and sucking the already erect penis. "Fen, you know, you're the best oral sex performer I've ever been with." While enjoying himself, the man's mouth continued, teasing the woman beneath him with vulgar language. The man's nerves were on edge, almost unable to control the lust burning within him. At that moment, the woman exhaled, took a deep breath, and looked up at him with her alluring, seductive eyes. "Qiang, fuck me, okay? I want your cock inside me!" she said naturally, completely lacking the demeanor of a typical housewife. Before Qiang could act, she half-stood up and sat on his lap, facing him. She parted her wet vagina with her hands, aimed at his erect penis, closed her eyes, and plopped down on it. "Mmm..." The woman let out a long, satisfied moan. Her empty vagina was finally filled. She wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck, thrusting her full buttocks forcefully, letting the thick, hard penis rub against her sensitive, moist walls. Her breasts bounced up and down with each movement, her nipples brushing against the man's firm pectoral muscles, sending a tingling sensation through him. The woman was frantically begging for pleasure. The man finally lost control. He grabbed the woman's trembling breasts, calming them down. Under his kneading hands, the breasts took on various intoxicating shapes, and his lower body began to exert force. In an instant, the man thrust upwards with all his might, and the woman desperately sat down. The rapid rhythm, the sound of his testicles hitting her buttocks, the moans and shouts of the man and woman filled the car. A man and a woman, in this small space, enacted a series of incredibly erotic and arousing erotic scenes. A year later. Xiao Fen became pregnant. Her husband, returning from a business trip, was overjoyed. He took care of Xiao Fen like a queen. He stayed by her side. Qiang could no longer get close to Xiaofen. Soon after, she gave birth to a chubby baby boy. The family lived happily and peacefully again. No one knew who the child's father was, except for Xiaofen. But Xiaofen always felt a sense of loss. That unforgettable sexual experience... There's always a trade-off... [The End]

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/178880.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=178880&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Drunken Beauty (Complete) (Simplified Chinese)

Next Page : Silver Hairpin Saintess

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

She helped her husband steal their son.

comment Open a new window to view comments