Xiaoqin's experience of having an affair while married

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My name is Xiaoqin, and I'm a housewife nearing thirty, petite with a sweet face. During my adolescence, I was often anxious about my small breasts, but after getting married, they're not so small anymore.
At a friend's gathering, I met a young man by chance. After a period of inappropriate and ambiguous relations, I finally succumbed to his advances and had an affair!
I've recently discovered that reading other people's novels can no longer satisfy my increasingly risqué desires. Will I have to rely on writing my own novels to satisfy these desires from now on? After
my experiences with my middle school boyfriend and my "more than friends" relationship, this affair with the young man seems quite interesting, so I'm sharing it with everyone.
A while ago, a close friend had her birthday. She invited me and some of her friends, whom I didn't know, to dinner and karaoke to celebrate.
During karaoke, everyone chatted and sang, having a great time.
I didn't participate in their conversation and didn't request a single song. Perhaps this is the difference between before and after marriage.
Before marriage, on my best friends' Pbtty, I was used to playing the second female lead. Since all my friends were prettier than me, it was perfectly fine for me to be the second female lead chasing the first male lead while they were the first.
Now that I'm married, besides work, I stay home with my husband. However, he's quite busy and often travels for work, but even when he's away, I rarely go out with my girlfriends.
Most of the time, I stay home alone, surfing the internet and watching dramas.
Unfortunately, things didn't go smoothly. There was a handsome and gentlemanly guy who, although it wasn't his gathering, became the focus of attention for many of the girls present.
To be honest, after getting married, I really didn't have much interest in gossiping about this guy. But my gossipy best friend couldn't help but chatter on and on in my ear, "Did you see that rich guy? He's handsome and rich... blah blah blah."
After she said that much, I instantly understood why the other girls were fawning over him like bees. Of course, now that I'm married, I don't have much interest in being like the other girls. With
everyone's attention focused on him, I felt surprisingly relaxed. After getting married, I'm not really someone who enjoys such lively gatherings. Sitting quietly to the side, watching them have so much fun, I gradually wanted to fade out of the crowd. Just
as I was enjoying my leisure, my slightly tipsy best friend came over and asked why I wasn't singing. I reluctantly made up an excuse that my throat wasn't feeling well lately.
But after her enthusiastic and repeated invitations, I finally agreed to sing a song to wish my dear best friend a happy birthday. Anyway ,
everyone was having a great time, so who cared who was singing what song? I figured I'd just quietly pick a song and sing it secretly. That's my little plan in mind.
But man proposes, God disposes. My best friend, who's like a little megaphone, whether it was the alcohol or she was moved by my impending performance, actually grabbed the microphone and loudly announced, "Our dear Xiaoqin is going to sing to celebrate my birthday!"
This forced me, who didn't want to be the center of attention, to become the temporary focus of everyone's hatred. Three black lines instantly appeared on my forehead.
Luckily, I'm usually a pretty good singer, so even if my best friend hadn't said anything, I would have picked a song myself. Now that I was the center of attention, I had to carefully consider what song to sing. Girls usually sing songs by female singers, right?
Just as I was hesitating, Xiao Kai, who was surrounded by bees, whether he was taking advantage of the situation or had been wanting to flirt with me all along, actually sat down next to me.
Xiao Kai greeted me politely, and I awkwardly nodded in response. My best friend, however, because... I was getting impatient and, without singing, took it upon myself to request a song.
When a chubby guy appeared on the projector carrying a beat-up guitar, I was completely stunned. I never expected him to request Li Xiaojie's "A Friend's Drink."
When the lyrics "Yesterday~ Gone and never to return~ Oh yeah~~" started playing, I naturally refused a million times over. But Xiao Kai, ever the attentive one, humbly encouraged me, saying, "Singing 'A Friend's Drink' is quite fitting for a friend's birthday."
I gave a wry smile and awkwardly sang the first verse. Xiao Kai then conveniently picked up another microphone and sang the second verse... and so it went, one verse after another, until we finished this song that I actually quite liked to sing when I was drunk.
Feeling incredibly embarrassed, I immediately made an excuse to go to the restroom.
When I came out of the restroom, I found him standing not far from the door. I didn't intend to greet him or say anything like "What a coincidence!" I kept my head down and quickly headed straight for my previous seat.
He walked up to me naturally, and I instinctively held my breath, thinking, "What, is he trying to pin me against the wall in public?" Just as I was lost in thought, the young man said, "Use your phone to call 1xxxxxxxxxx." I
breathed a sigh of relief, "Phew, he just wants to borrow my phone." Since he was a friend of a friend, I did as he said and dialed the number. Surprisingly, it was his phone ringing in his pocket.
He fumbled around for a moment, took out his phone, and said, "Thank you." Although I was completely bewildered and didn't understand what was going on, since he had already said thank you, I politely nodded and returned to my seat.
At the subsequent gathering, most of the girls still focused their attention on him. I said goodbye to my best friend and went home.
Several days passed, and I had completely forgotten that I had dialed the young man's number with my own phone. Then, I received a greeting from him. Because it was an unknown number, I could only politely ask who the caller was. The caller then proactively introduced himself as the young man from the last gathering, and went on to spout nonsense about how we were destined to meet and hoped to become friends.
I politely told him that besides work, I also had to spend time with my husband, and that if our mutual friends invited us to another gathering, we might see each other again.
Surprisingly, he didn't pester me further and politely replied that he looked forward to having fun with me again.
In the following days, I would receive some casual chats from him every few days. If my husband and I were both off work, I would ignore him; if I was home alone, I would chat with him for a while.
This kind of casual chatting continued for a while, after all, he was a very gentlemanly person, and... It was indeed just ordinary casual conversation.
As time went on, he suggested a few times that we do outdoor activities together during our breaks, which I declined each time. After several refusals, he continued to enthusiastically invite me to join him, and I couldn't find any excuse to refuse again.
In the days that followed, Xiao Kai and I gradually started engaging in leisurely activities like playing badminton, fishing, drinking tea, and taking walks. In the evenings, we would even ride tandem bicycles together.
I must say, this moderate exercise definitely enriched my leisure time, and it seemed that we had gotten to know each other quite well.
But then, unexpectedly, one day while I was at work, I suddenly received a call from him. After spending so much time together, he understood my schedule, and I trusted his habits; he almost never disturbed my work.
I really couldn't understand why he would call me at this time. When I answered, I was stunned by the voice on the other end; I could clearly hear him crying.
After a brief conversation, he told me that his sister had been arranged by their father to go on a blind date with a man much older than himself. He and his sister were very close, and because of this, he had a huge fight with his parents and ran away from home.
He told me he was alone in a hotel and very upset. I could definitely hear how heartbroken he was on the phone, and I could guess why.
The idea that rich kids' daughters are truly happy only exists in TV dramas. It's kind of funny, really. A rich kid like him, surrounded by admirers, would actually call me to confide in me at a time like this. As a friend, I naturally had to comfort him.
I took a day off from work and went straight to the hotel he mentioned. I knocked on his door and found him sobbing uncontrollably.
Hey, seeing this usually composed and confident man crying like this, I was completely bewildered. All I could do was sit down on the edge of the bed and comfort him.
Although I already knew what was wrong, his heartbroken state still surprised me. He told me his parents were forcing his sister into a marriage. I thought it was wrong, but it didn't warrant this much crying.
He continued, saying that his parents had arranged his and his sister's education and jobs since they were little, and now they were even forcing them into marriage. He cried even harder when he talked about this.
When he cried so hard, he naturally leaned his head against my chest and hugged me. I could only overflow with maternal love and pat his back.
He continued to pour out his painful childhood memories. Of course, everyone's growth is accompanied by pain; I'm no exception. I couldn't help but recall some of the painful experiences I had as a child.
His story touched a raw nerve within me, and I inexplicably started crying along with him.
He would occasionally wipe away the tears streaming down my cheeks, then he actually hugged me and kissed me.
I neither responded to his kiss nor refused. Recalling the sad things from my childhood, I was also heartbroken, and he, kissing me, could empathize with the pain he was enduring, even though my family wasn't as well-off as the rich kid's.
We comforted each other in this absurd way. As we kissed, his hands began to wander erratically over my body.
He gently kneaded my breasts through my clothes, and I could feel my nipples slowly hardening under his touch, making me even more sensitive to each subsequent knead.
After his touch on my breasts, his hands moved to my thighs through my stockings.
His hands gently stroked my thighs through the stockings, a gentle caress that sent shivers down my spine.
I wanted to resist this tingling sensation, but at the same time, I felt my underwear gradually becoming soaked.
His hands continued to gently roam over my thighs through the stockings.
When he tried to slip his hand under my skirt, I pushed it away.
He persisted, repeatedly trying to reach under my skirt.
I firmly pushed him away again and again, and after several attempts, his hand left my thigh.
After a while, he pulled my hand towards his crotch. I don't know when, but he had exposed his penis, and he was pulling my hand to touch it.
Realizing his intention, I immediately snapped out of it. I pulled away from his kiss, but surprisingly, I laughed. Being married, I understood everything.
I laughed and said, "Damn it, you're crying so hard, and you're still thinking about this?"
He didn't answer, but kissed me again, still pulling my hand to touch his penis. My hand struggled to break free from his grasp.
After struggling a few times, he finally managed to firmly grasp my hand onto his genitals. Instantly, I felt as if I were holding a ball of fire in my palm, its heat burning my hand, and his penis throbbed intermittently.
He slowly released my hand, and I completely forgot I was still holding his manhood. I just kept holding onto it, neither letting go nor moving.
Then, freeing his hand, he slipped it under my skirt, gently probing my wet genitals through my stockings and panties with his fingers.
His probing wasn't gentle, and I was worried he would tear my stockings, so I quickly said, "Don't tear my stockings, hey!"
He still didn't answer, but instead moved his hand to my waist, grabbed my skirt, and slowly pulled it down.
I instinctively lifted my buttocks, and to my surprise, he pulled off my skirt, stockings, and panties all at once.
Then, he removed his penis from my hand and moved his position between my legs.
He held his "gun," pointing it at my incredibly sexy little black "mouth," which was currently being pressed against by something other than my husband.
Being pointed at by something other than my husband was an indescribable, inexplicable feeling; it wasn't entirely comfortable, but a strange tension made me increasingly wet.
He gently rubbed my labia outside, and soon his penis became wet because of me.
He gently drew circles outside, while I became wetter and slipperier.
Suddenly, he slid in more than halfway, then slowly pushed all the way in. The first penetration almost made me roll my eyes back.
With his entry, I realized, it's over, it's all too late, I've cheated.
My mind went blank for a moment, then I started thinking rapidly.
Do I love him? Of course not, we're just friends who get along well and don't dislike each other. Am I physically happy? No, Lao Guo's physical condition isn't bad either; if you really compare, Xiao Kai seems to be a few points inferior to Lao Guo!
So what's wrong with me today? At that
moment, I actually remembered a male friend I'd known for over 10 years, and I recalled one of his lies: "Xiaoqin, it only happened once, just act like it never happened. Don't always take every little thing to heart."
That lie from "Tianya" certainly wasn't meant to describe my situation at that moment, but somehow I inexplicably used it to comfort my cheating heart.
However, he didn't give me much time to overthink, because sex isn't just about a man inserting his penis and that's it.
With Xiaokai's withdrawal and subsequent insertion, I snapped out of my reverie. The instant I felt the pleasure of flesh against flesh against flesh, I was terrified by another thought!
"Xiaokai, condom! Condom, Xiaokai! Uh…!"
He didn't answer me, nor did he stop his assault. Instead, a powerful thrust forced my unfinished words back down my throat.
As he thrust in and out, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, I gradually lost the strength to defend my dignity as a woman, and all that remained was my increasingly heavy breathing.
While he violated my genitals with his penis, which was no match for my husband's, his hands were also busy removing my top.
When my breasts were exposed to the air, he quickly pinched my nipples with two fingers each.
With each piston-like movement, his two mischievous fingers would pinch, rub, and then gently pull away from my nipples, torturing me to the point of ecstasy on the bed beneath him.
Due to the stimulation from my nipples, coupled with the tension from the affair, my sexy, dark "little mouth" involuntarily began to wriggle slightly, sucking on his penis, which was no match for my husband's.
This sucking, almost unbearable wriggling seemed to give Xiao Kai immense pleasure; I could even feel his penis swelling even more under my lubrication.
As the swollen penis relentlessly and erratically pumped, the friction on my vaginal walls was both hot and itchy. I used my last ounce of willpower to struggle against the waves of pleasure that threatened to engulf me.
The intense, suffocating pleasure, combined with the immense thrill and tension of infidelity, caused my body to react in a very unpleasant way.
My slutty, pure black, sexy "little mouth," Lao Guo has fed you quite a bit, how could you possibly contract slightly under the thrusting of a man other than Lao Guo?
Feeling my tight little opening due to the contraction, it didn't waste this perfect opportunity to enjoy my plump vulva.
With the powerful friction, each withdrawal brought my vaginal walls out of the opening, and with each insertion, they were sent back under the embrace of the labia majora.
Feeling the passion of Xiao Kai's fiery penis, my wanton "little mouth" sucked even harder on his "gun," my uncontrollable "little mouth" wriggling uncontrollably, like the uncontrollable peristalsis of my appendix.
I couldn't control my lower body frantically sucking on Xiao Kai's penis, eventually trapping it like a tight band, making it impossible for his swollen and fiery penis to move an inch inside me.
Xiao Kai forcefully thrust his hot, iron-like penis, scalding my fragile vaginal walls to the brink of collapse.
Like a child, Xiao Kai suddenly used his mouth to suck on my nipple, which he had been ravaging for so long, and then unexpectedly bit it gently with his teeth.
My world collapsed. With each thrust of Xiao Kai to the very end, my vaginal walls tightly wrapped around his penis, my cervix opened slightly, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out instantly.
After climaxing, my weak body gradually went limp, my head tilted back, my eyes rolled back, but Xiao Kai showed no mercy.
My vaginal fluids slapped against me, making a slapping sound. My legs spread weakly, trembling slightly, and I don't know how long I endured Xiao Kai's relentless torment.
Finally, with Xiao Kai holding my limp body, a series of high-frequency, frenzied, and violent thrusts ensued. Xiao Kai pressed his glans firmly against my cervix, refusing to move.
I could feel his glans trembling slightly inside me, then the force of the powerful ejaculation and the scalding hot semen jolted me awake.
After this brutal possession, Xiao Kai didn't immediately let me go, but left his gradually softening penis inside my vagina.
He cupped my breasts with his hands, kneading them into various shapes, and then deeply sealed my mouth with his, ending with a long, deep kiss.
His now limp penis, soaked in his semen and my vaginal fluids, continued to thrust in and out of my vagina.
Finally, during a limp thrust, I squeezed my vaginal muscles tightly, and his limp penis, along with his semen and my vaginal fluids, slid out of my vagina.
Xiao Kai, still unsatisfied, sucked on my tongue, kneading my breasts with one hand, while trying with the other to push his penis, which had slipped out of my vagina, back into the paradise he had just explored.
With a slight twitch of my legs, this frenzied affair had to end.
Xiao Kai, panting, pressed himself against me, and I took the opportunity to gradually regain my strength. I gently pushed him away, and he lay down beside me.
I tried to stand up and pull up my underwear, but my legs felt a little unsteady.
Xiao Kai hugged me from behind, kissing my buttocks, then moved his head between my legs, licking the area where we had just been joined.
I shooed Xiao Kai's head away, not even bothering to wash myself, and quickly put on my clothes to leave.
Xiao Kai said that fucking me was wonderful, and he hoped to have another chance to see my irresistible, pure black vulva.
I nonchalantly said, "Kai, some things only happen once, just like they never happened. Don't dwell on it."
But inside, I was seething with rage. My
genitals still held the semen of a man other than Lao Guo, soaking my underwear and stockings. My mind was a little dazed, my legs were trembling, and it was getting late.
If I could just go home like this without Lao Guo finding out, then I could deal with it another time!
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